Demon Child
3: Silly Elf
The Fellowship was determined to teach this women-child their names. Gimli was the first to try.
"I am Gimli," he said very slowly, "I am?" he asked her. She stared at him blankly and answered with her signature 'haaa-looo'. He sighed but however was very patient about it, "I'll try again."
"No Gimli let someone else try," Legolas intervened.
"Stupid elf," the dwarf muttered.
She giggled as if happy with all the attention. Pippin tried but even before he could say 'Pip' she blurted "STU-PEED". The hobbits all gave Gimli the evil eye. "You don't teach your students mean words," Pippin protested.
Gimli shrugged. "Hey you got to learn sometime eh?"
Gandalf went next. He first pointed to himself and then said his name.
She hesitated for a moment then said :"Gan-dalf."
"Excellent," Gandalf commended. The rest of the fellowship followed suit until they reached Legolas.
"Le-go-las," he enunciated, quite confident since she learned Aragorn she could be easily taught Legolas.
"Sil-ly Elf," she said innocently.
Gimli was about to die laughing.
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Legolas gestured to the piece of bread he was holding. Slowly he put it in his mouth and began to chew. He took another slice and handed it to her.
She cupped her hands together.
"What's my name?" Legolas asked before giving it to her.
"Silly Elf," her cerulean eyes widen. She simply ignored the food and started tugging on his hair.
"My name is Legolas . . .and - what are you doing?" He noticed her stroking his hair in the most scrupulous manner. She matched strand by strand with hers. "Hair," Legolas explained, "You have some too."
"Ha-aire, hair?" she giggled, "Hair too," she pointed to her tousled blonde hair. She seemed so fascinated with the smallest little things.
"Do you have a name?"
"Naw," she answered and pounced on the sitting elf, "Silly Elf!" She snatched the bread out of his unsuspecting hands. Her nails accidentally left a mark on Legolas hand. "Elf okay?" she asked quite concerned. She blew on the little scratch.
He laughed heartily, "You worry over nothing. You know what? . . . I should give you a name."
"Okay," she said enthusiastically while devouring her slice of bread, "Yum, yum." When she finished she wiped her hand on the pristine grass to rid all the flaky crumbs. She noticed something. "Silly! Look!"
"What?"
"Four!" she shouted. She pointed to the patch of clovers. "All three pieces, it four!" She carefully picked it up and showed it to him.
"Wow," he said sounding impressed, "How lucky." Legolas explained, though sure she would not fully understand him, how a four leaf clover was auspicious. "Lux is a pleasant name. Short enough for you to remember and easily rolls off the tongue."
"Lux," she said before beginning to giggle. She showed him how she just wrapped the ends of one leaf together with a clover.
"Clever," Legolas said hiding the two separate pieces in his hand.
The Fellowship was determined to teach this women-child their names. Gimli was the first to try.
"I am Gimli," he said very slowly, "I am?" he asked her. She stared at him blankly and answered with her signature 'haaa-looo'. He sighed but however was very patient about it, "I'll try again."
"No Gimli let someone else try," Legolas intervened.
"Stupid elf," the dwarf muttered.
She giggled as if happy with all the attention. Pippin tried but even before he could say 'Pip' she blurted "STU-PEED". The hobbits all gave Gimli the evil eye. "You don't teach your students mean words," Pippin protested.
Gimli shrugged. "Hey you got to learn sometime eh?"
Gandalf went next. He first pointed to himself and then said his name.
She hesitated for a moment then said :"Gan-dalf."
"Excellent," Gandalf commended. The rest of the fellowship followed suit until they reached Legolas.
"Le-go-las," he enunciated, quite confident since she learned Aragorn she could be easily taught Legolas.
"Sil-ly Elf," she said innocently.
Gimli was about to die laughing.
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Legolas gestured to the piece of bread he was holding. Slowly he put it in his mouth and began to chew. He took another slice and handed it to her.
She cupped her hands together.
"What's my name?" Legolas asked before giving it to her.
"Silly Elf," her cerulean eyes widen. She simply ignored the food and started tugging on his hair.
"My name is Legolas . . .and - what are you doing?" He noticed her stroking his hair in the most scrupulous manner. She matched strand by strand with hers. "Hair," Legolas explained, "You have some too."
"Ha-aire, hair?" she giggled, "Hair too," she pointed to her tousled blonde hair. She seemed so fascinated with the smallest little things.
"Do you have a name?"
"Naw," she answered and pounced on the sitting elf, "Silly Elf!" She snatched the bread out of his unsuspecting hands. Her nails accidentally left a mark on Legolas hand. "Elf okay?" she asked quite concerned. She blew on the little scratch.
He laughed heartily, "You worry over nothing. You know what? . . . I should give you a name."
"Okay," she said enthusiastically while devouring her slice of bread, "Yum, yum." When she finished she wiped her hand on the pristine grass to rid all the flaky crumbs. She noticed something. "Silly! Look!"
"What?"
"Four!" she shouted. She pointed to the patch of clovers. "All three pieces, it four!" She carefully picked it up and showed it to him.
"Wow," he said sounding impressed, "How lucky." Legolas explained, though sure she would not fully understand him, how a four leaf clover was auspicious. "Lux is a pleasant name. Short enough for you to remember and easily rolls off the tongue."
"Lux," she said before beginning to giggle. She showed him how she just wrapped the ends of one leaf together with a clover.
"Clever," Legolas said hiding the two separate pieces in his hand.