***As you can see I have decided to keep writing, I have some really
different chapters planned ahead, and it's about to really get rated
R.....so be forewarned. Anyway this is a pretty long chapter so you should
like it..be sure to review***
"Excuse me, but what is it exactly that you think you're doing?" Aragorn looked up and saw a tall blonde figure towering above him, with a little toddler in his arms.
"Eating lunch, it's rather good darling, you've truly outdone yourself." Aragorn said happily munching away on a mouthful of butter tarts.
"You just don't get it do you?" Legolas hissed, "That food was not for you it was for a bake sale."
"Well why didn't you say so in the first place." Aragorn retorted as he polished off the remains of the tarts. Legolas turned a rather nasty shade of eggplanty purple, and slammed his fist on the table.
"I did tell you!" yelled Legolas, upsetting the little Galáril in his arms who hid his face in his father's shoulder.
"No darling, I'm sure I would have remembered if you'd told me." Aragorn said easily, getting up from the chair to stretch, and was stunned when Legolas shoved him back down.
"I told you at least five times this week, and then a good three times this morning. You even agreed to take care of Galáril while I dropped it off. It just proves that you never listen to anything I said. " Legolas said angrily. Aragorn shrugged and squirmed a little in his seat.
"No, not necessarily. It could just mean that I was a little er...*drunk* this morning." He mumbled.
"Drunk?" Legolas asked incredulously.
"Erm...it's my birthday?" Aragorn offered weakly. Legolas simply continued glowering at him, and shifted the toddler in his arms.
"You know very well it isn't your birthday for another 4 months." Legolas said icily.
"Well you knew my habits when you married me." Aragorn said sharply.
"Yes I did and I was a fool to ever marry you. God knows why I ever did." Legolas shot back.
"Hmmm, I wonder," Aragorn said sarcastically, "Could it be because YOU KNOCKED ME UP!"
"Well then get a divorce!" Legolas said heatedly, though he paled considerably as he realised the words that had come out of his mouth. Aragorn however was still engrossed in the argument.
"Even better I want an annulment." Aragorn topped. Colour came back to Legolas' face as he stared at his husband in disgust.
"We can't get an annulment you idiot, if we could, Galáril wouldn't be here, and I never would have been stuck with a fool like you." Legolas said, not bothering to feign the regret in his voice.
"SO JUST KILL ME WHY DON'T YOU?!" Aragorn roared, causing little Galáril who had done his best to block out the argument to lift his head sharply.
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" The cry brought both Legolas and Aragorn back to earth and each forgot everything and began to comfort their son.
"Oh sweety don't cry, daddy will make it up to you. Today we'll go buy some toys." Aragorn soothed, while Legolas rocked the child, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear. When the boy's eyes began to droop, they both broke off and looked up at each other.
"Guess we have something in common after all." Aragorn said wryly. Legolas nodded, looking down at his son, before he spoke.
"You know, I may have overreacted a little Aragorn, I'm sorry. It's just that with the stress of moving, and Galáril teething, I just don't know what to do anymore. Anyways, after over 2000 years of freedom I'm finally tied down to something." Legolas said softly.
"I know what you mean. I'm sorry too." Aragorn nodded in understanding, and put his arm around Legolas' shoulder.
"But you know what Aragorn?" Legolas asked, leaning his head on Aragorn's broad shoulder.
"What?"
"I don't know any two people I would rather be tied to."
"Same here doll."
"Did you just call me doll?" Legolas said, a giggle rising.
"Uh...no....I called you....erm.....OK so I called you doll, big deal." Aragorn confessed. Legolas just smiled and pushed his husband back into the kitchen.
"Come on, we have to get to work."
"Work?" Aragorn asked in confusion.
"Yeah, we gotta make up for those butter tarts you made up don't we?" Legolas said innocently and dragged his husband towards the cupboard.
"Awwww...."
~THREE HOURS AND A HELLUVA LOTTA FLOUR LATER~
"Meleth?" Aragorn asked slumped against the counter.
"Mmm?" Legolas turned from where he had set the pan to cool and turned to look at Aragron, and began to laugh.
"It's not funny." Aragorn said indignantly. He was covered head to toe in flour and had some filling in his hair.
"Yes it is." Legolas managed between his laughter, "How on earth did you get that way when you didn't even make anything?" He looked down at his own spotless clothing and then back to Aragorn.
"So I'm not as good as Fatty in the kitchen." Aragorn said defensively.
"Don't worry, I still love you honey." Legolas said draping his arms around his husband.
"Hm, maybe I should clean off." Aragorn sniffed.
"You, want to be clean?" Legolas asked in shock. Aragorn sighed, and pulled his husband out of the kitchen.
"No, but I do wanna get YOU naked, and I'm willing to sacrifice a lot for that."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
***Whew! That was long, but not as good as I may have hoped. Well for all you Frumpy lovers, we are going to visit Sam, Frodo, Pippin, Merry, and a surprise guest in the next chapter.....so be sure to review***
"Excuse me, but what is it exactly that you think you're doing?" Aragorn looked up and saw a tall blonde figure towering above him, with a little toddler in his arms.
"Eating lunch, it's rather good darling, you've truly outdone yourself." Aragorn said happily munching away on a mouthful of butter tarts.
"You just don't get it do you?" Legolas hissed, "That food was not for you it was for a bake sale."
"Well why didn't you say so in the first place." Aragorn retorted as he polished off the remains of the tarts. Legolas turned a rather nasty shade of eggplanty purple, and slammed his fist on the table.
"I did tell you!" yelled Legolas, upsetting the little Galáril in his arms who hid his face in his father's shoulder.
"No darling, I'm sure I would have remembered if you'd told me." Aragorn said easily, getting up from the chair to stretch, and was stunned when Legolas shoved him back down.
"I told you at least five times this week, and then a good three times this morning. You even agreed to take care of Galáril while I dropped it off. It just proves that you never listen to anything I said. " Legolas said angrily. Aragorn shrugged and squirmed a little in his seat.
"No, not necessarily. It could just mean that I was a little er...*drunk* this morning." He mumbled.
"Drunk?" Legolas asked incredulously.
"Erm...it's my birthday?" Aragorn offered weakly. Legolas simply continued glowering at him, and shifted the toddler in his arms.
"You know very well it isn't your birthday for another 4 months." Legolas said icily.
"Well you knew my habits when you married me." Aragorn said sharply.
"Yes I did and I was a fool to ever marry you. God knows why I ever did." Legolas shot back.
"Hmmm, I wonder," Aragorn said sarcastically, "Could it be because YOU KNOCKED ME UP!"
"Well then get a divorce!" Legolas said heatedly, though he paled considerably as he realised the words that had come out of his mouth. Aragorn however was still engrossed in the argument.
"Even better I want an annulment." Aragorn topped. Colour came back to Legolas' face as he stared at his husband in disgust.
"We can't get an annulment you idiot, if we could, Galáril wouldn't be here, and I never would have been stuck with a fool like you." Legolas said, not bothering to feign the regret in his voice.
"SO JUST KILL ME WHY DON'T YOU?!" Aragorn roared, causing little Galáril who had done his best to block out the argument to lift his head sharply.
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" The cry brought both Legolas and Aragorn back to earth and each forgot everything and began to comfort their son.
"Oh sweety don't cry, daddy will make it up to you. Today we'll go buy some toys." Aragorn soothed, while Legolas rocked the child, murmuring sweet nothings into his ear. When the boy's eyes began to droop, they both broke off and looked up at each other.
"Guess we have something in common after all." Aragorn said wryly. Legolas nodded, looking down at his son, before he spoke.
"You know, I may have overreacted a little Aragorn, I'm sorry. It's just that with the stress of moving, and Galáril teething, I just don't know what to do anymore. Anyways, after over 2000 years of freedom I'm finally tied down to something." Legolas said softly.
"I know what you mean. I'm sorry too." Aragorn nodded in understanding, and put his arm around Legolas' shoulder.
"But you know what Aragorn?" Legolas asked, leaning his head on Aragorn's broad shoulder.
"What?"
"I don't know any two people I would rather be tied to."
"Same here doll."
"Did you just call me doll?" Legolas said, a giggle rising.
"Uh...no....I called you....erm.....OK so I called you doll, big deal." Aragorn confessed. Legolas just smiled and pushed his husband back into the kitchen.
"Come on, we have to get to work."
"Work?" Aragorn asked in confusion.
"Yeah, we gotta make up for those butter tarts you made up don't we?" Legolas said innocently and dragged his husband towards the cupboard.
"Awwww...."
~THREE HOURS AND A HELLUVA LOTTA FLOUR LATER~
"Meleth?" Aragorn asked slumped against the counter.
"Mmm?" Legolas turned from where he had set the pan to cool and turned to look at Aragron, and began to laugh.
"It's not funny." Aragorn said indignantly. He was covered head to toe in flour and had some filling in his hair.
"Yes it is." Legolas managed between his laughter, "How on earth did you get that way when you didn't even make anything?" He looked down at his own spotless clothing and then back to Aragorn.
"So I'm not as good as Fatty in the kitchen." Aragorn said defensively.
"Don't worry, I still love you honey." Legolas said draping his arms around his husband.
"Hm, maybe I should clean off." Aragorn sniffed.
"You, want to be clean?" Legolas asked in shock. Aragorn sighed, and pulled his husband out of the kitchen.
"No, but I do wanna get YOU naked, and I'm willing to sacrifice a lot for that."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
***Whew! That was long, but not as good as I may have hoped. Well for all you Frumpy lovers, we are going to visit Sam, Frodo, Pippin, Merry, and a surprise guest in the next chapter.....so be sure to review***