One by one the boys finished their dinner. Moria started to clean of the
table. Peter kept the boys entertained.
"Mags hit me!"
"Stop touching me!"
"Give me it Pibs!"
"That's mine!" Moria laughed.
They were no different then children on the mainland. Tinkerbell helped clear the table then the two of them sat in Peter's chair. Tink resting on Moria's shoulder. Moria watched the boys tackle Peter to the ground as he tried to wrestle his way free playfully. Then she noticed the darkness setting in through a hole in the top ground.
"Okay boys. Time for bed." She said.
"Oh... mother please." They all said with disappointment.
"No, no. Early to bed, early to rise. Off with you." She said getting up.
She followed the boys into the small room they shared. Two sets of bunk beds and a small cot took up much of the room. Moria smiled. Each boy climbed into his proper bed and crawled beneath the covers. Moria went around covering them up and wishing them sweet dreams like she knew a mother should. Then she blew out the candles that lit up the room and left. Peter stood tall.
"You may have my bed Moria. I shall sleep with the boys." He said. She smiled.
"I can share." She said. He looked confused.
"I'd feel safer if you stayed with me." She said. He smiled and nodded. Then he escorted her to his bed in the next room.
It was separated from the rest of the room by a bearskin door. She smiled as he moved the skin aside and gestured for her to enter.
A bed sat against the far wall built out of logs and vines. Then a giant throne like chair sat in a corner. She looked it all over with pure excitement. There was a small window that looked into the lake that lie beside the home. Magic kept the water from leaking in.
Moria was in heaven. She'd dreamed up so many different rooms for Peter and none had felt so warm or inviting.
"Mags hit me!"
"Stop touching me!"
"Give me it Pibs!"
"That's mine!" Moria laughed.
They were no different then children on the mainland. Tinkerbell helped clear the table then the two of them sat in Peter's chair. Tink resting on Moria's shoulder. Moria watched the boys tackle Peter to the ground as he tried to wrestle his way free playfully. Then she noticed the darkness setting in through a hole in the top ground.
"Okay boys. Time for bed." She said.
"Oh... mother please." They all said with disappointment.
"No, no. Early to bed, early to rise. Off with you." She said getting up.
She followed the boys into the small room they shared. Two sets of bunk beds and a small cot took up much of the room. Moria smiled. Each boy climbed into his proper bed and crawled beneath the covers. Moria went around covering them up and wishing them sweet dreams like she knew a mother should. Then she blew out the candles that lit up the room and left. Peter stood tall.
"You may have my bed Moria. I shall sleep with the boys." He said. She smiled.
"I can share." She said. He looked confused.
"I'd feel safer if you stayed with me." She said. He smiled and nodded. Then he escorted her to his bed in the next room.
It was separated from the rest of the room by a bearskin door. She smiled as he moved the skin aside and gestured for her to enter.
A bed sat against the far wall built out of logs and vines. Then a giant throne like chair sat in a corner. She looked it all over with pure excitement. There was a small window that looked into the lake that lie beside the home. Magic kept the water from leaking in.
Moria was in heaven. She'd dreamed up so many different rooms for Peter and none had felt so warm or inviting.
