Title: There's An Orc Under My Bed
Author: Mayetra
Fandom: Tolkien Fandom
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All things Tolkien belong to his estate; I only borrow them on occasion and always return them in good working order. I write fan fiction solely for my own enjoyment and do not claim any copyright or ownership of his works nor do I have intent to make financial gain. All original concepts and characters are from my own twisted plot bunnies and remain my property. Hwest is all mine!
Timeline: Early Third Age - AU - After First Kisses
Author's Note: These stories are for my son and I am take poetic license with the Elven Plumbing. The complete series can be read here:
Summary: Orophin is afraid of the Orc under his bed.
*~*
20 Coirë* 170 T.A. - Caras Galadon, Lórien
Orophin awoke in the middle of the night with a problem. He had to pee. Normally, he would just get up and go to the bathroom, but that was before the Orc moved in under his bed.
So, he lay huddled under the coverlet and tried to slip back into reverie. He wasn't worried about the Orc crawling out from under his bed and getting him for two reasons. One, everyone knew that bed blankets could stop an Orc attack in its tracks. It was impervious to blades, arrows and clubs. Two, the Orc could only reach out the length of its arm; the rest of his body was bound by the magic spell that trapped him under Orophin's bed in the first place.
He still had to pee and the urge was getting worse. He wasn't able to slip back into reverie. So he rolled onto his back and looked over at Hwest*, who was looking back at him. Hwest, unfortunately, didn't have any suggestions. Orophin briefly considered calling out and waking up Rúmil, but didn't. Haldir was a much lighter sleeper than Rúmil and his cry would surely wake him. Orophin was sure that Haldir knew nothing about his fear of the Orc under his bed and for good reason. His eldest brother would probably take great delight in teasing and tormenting him.
Orophin rolled onto his side and stared at the wall. The ache in his bladder was getting worse and worse. He tried to concentrate on the shadows on the wall, picking out shapes in his mind. He began to wiggle his leg in an effort not to think about his urgent need.
Haldir blinked once and wondered what had awakened him from reverie. Something was wrong he could feel it. He sat up and looked around the room, listening intently for any sound that would alert him to the source of the trouble. Then he spotted it, the slightly wiggling figure of his little brother. He smiled reasonably sure he knew what the source of Orophin's distress was. He slipped from his bed and padded over.
Orophin grew still as he heard the light footsteps coming towards his bed. For a brief second, he wondered if the Orc had figured out a way to escape from under the bed, but then recognized the light tread as his brother's. He tried desperately not to move, not wanting Haldir to have another reason to torment him.
"I know you are awake, Orophin."
Orophin sighed dejectedly and rolled over to face his brother. He was in a terrible situation. If he told his brother about the Orc under his bed, Haldir would probably tease him or worse, try and scare him. If he didn't say anything, he was in serious danger of wetting the bed. Haldir would never cease his tormenting if that happened. Orophin's need was almost unbearable now.
Haldir took in the pained expression on Orophin's face and sighed. He held open his arms. "Let me help you, Brother."
Orophin knew that Haldir knew and his face burned with shame. He reached over and grabbed Hwest, then stood up and wrapped an arm around Haldir's neck.
Haldir didn't say a word, but carried his brother to the bathroom. He waited outside the closed door while Orophin took care of his needs.
Orophin took longer than necessary to wash his hands. He knew what was waiting for him on the other side of the closed bathroom door - Haldir. He wondered briefly which was worse: Haldir or the Orc under his bed. Finally, unable to delay any longer, he grabbed Hwest and opened the door, his head hung in dejected shame.
Haldir watched Orophin slink from the bathroom looking completely crushed. He dropped to a crouch, so that he was closer to eyelevel with his youngest sibling.
"Why did you not leave the bed, Orophin?"
Orophin cringed. He couldn't lie, not even to his brother. "There is an Orc under my bed and if I got out of bed, he would get me." He waited for Haldir to laugh at him.
"I remember the Orc that lived under my bed when I was younger," Haldir said quietly.
Orophin looked up at him to see if Haldir was serious.
Haldir smiled at his brother. "I used to have to call for Mama, if I woke in the middle of the night. Finally, she told me the secret to get rid of the Orc."
"What is the secret?" Orophin was desperate.
"Do not be afraid of him."
Orophin sighed. "That is easier said than done, Brother."
Haldir nodded solemnly. "I know. It took me a long time to work up the courage to not call for Mama and to just get out of the bed. Until then, Orophin, just call to me and I will carry you."
Orophin shot Haldir a suspicious look.
Haldir was taken aback by the expression on Orophin's face. Was his brother really so afraid of him that he was willing to suffer? "I will always come if you call, Orophin. You need never fear that."
Orophin slumped his shoulders and refused to look at his brother's face. "And tell the others and laugh at me too."
"Look at me, Orophin," Haldir commanded.
Orophin did.
"We are family and family always helps each other. I will not tell the others and I will not laugh. You are my youngest brother and I love you."
Orophin threw his arms around Haldir's neck, Hwest slapping against the older boy's back. "Thank you, Haldir."
Haldir hugged his brother in return. He lifted his baby brother into his arms and started back toward their bedroom.
Orophin stopped Haldir at the entrance. "Put me down, Haldir."
Haldir set his brother on his feet and waited to see what would happen.
Orophin considered the shadowy depths under his bed for a long moment. He consulted quietly with Hwest, whispering in his ear. Finally, he looked up at his big brother. "Hwest suggests that I hold your hand the first time, just in case I am not brave enough."
Haldir managed to keep a straight face. Orophin's face was so serious that it was comical. "Very well."
He took Orophin's small hand into his and they walked to Orophin's bed. Haldir helped his brother get settled. He sat for a long time after Orophin slipped back into reverie. He resolved to treat Orophin better in the future. He padded back over to his own bed, but not before dropping a kiss on his brother's brow.
The End
20 Coirë - 20 February
Hwest - Sindarin for Puff
Author: Mayetra
Fandom: Tolkien Fandom
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All things Tolkien belong to his estate; I only borrow them on occasion and always return them in good working order. I write fan fiction solely for my own enjoyment and do not claim any copyright or ownership of his works nor do I have intent to make financial gain. All original concepts and characters are from my own twisted plot bunnies and remain my property. Hwest is all mine!
Timeline: Early Third Age - AU - After First Kisses
Author's Note: These stories are for my son and I am take poetic license with the Elven Plumbing. The complete series can be read here:
Summary: Orophin is afraid of the Orc under his bed.
*~*
20 Coirë* 170 T.A. - Caras Galadon, Lórien
Orophin awoke in the middle of the night with a problem. He had to pee. Normally, he would just get up and go to the bathroom, but that was before the Orc moved in under his bed.
So, he lay huddled under the coverlet and tried to slip back into reverie. He wasn't worried about the Orc crawling out from under his bed and getting him for two reasons. One, everyone knew that bed blankets could stop an Orc attack in its tracks. It was impervious to blades, arrows and clubs. Two, the Orc could only reach out the length of its arm; the rest of his body was bound by the magic spell that trapped him under Orophin's bed in the first place.
He still had to pee and the urge was getting worse. He wasn't able to slip back into reverie. So he rolled onto his back and looked over at Hwest*, who was looking back at him. Hwest, unfortunately, didn't have any suggestions. Orophin briefly considered calling out and waking up Rúmil, but didn't. Haldir was a much lighter sleeper than Rúmil and his cry would surely wake him. Orophin was sure that Haldir knew nothing about his fear of the Orc under his bed and for good reason. His eldest brother would probably take great delight in teasing and tormenting him.
Orophin rolled onto his side and stared at the wall. The ache in his bladder was getting worse and worse. He tried to concentrate on the shadows on the wall, picking out shapes in his mind. He began to wiggle his leg in an effort not to think about his urgent need.
Haldir blinked once and wondered what had awakened him from reverie. Something was wrong he could feel it. He sat up and looked around the room, listening intently for any sound that would alert him to the source of the trouble. Then he spotted it, the slightly wiggling figure of his little brother. He smiled reasonably sure he knew what the source of Orophin's distress was. He slipped from his bed and padded over.
Orophin grew still as he heard the light footsteps coming towards his bed. For a brief second, he wondered if the Orc had figured out a way to escape from under the bed, but then recognized the light tread as his brother's. He tried desperately not to move, not wanting Haldir to have another reason to torment him.
"I know you are awake, Orophin."
Orophin sighed dejectedly and rolled over to face his brother. He was in a terrible situation. If he told his brother about the Orc under his bed, Haldir would probably tease him or worse, try and scare him. If he didn't say anything, he was in serious danger of wetting the bed. Haldir would never cease his tormenting if that happened. Orophin's need was almost unbearable now.
Haldir took in the pained expression on Orophin's face and sighed. He held open his arms. "Let me help you, Brother."
Orophin knew that Haldir knew and his face burned with shame. He reached over and grabbed Hwest, then stood up and wrapped an arm around Haldir's neck.
Haldir didn't say a word, but carried his brother to the bathroom. He waited outside the closed door while Orophin took care of his needs.
Orophin took longer than necessary to wash his hands. He knew what was waiting for him on the other side of the closed bathroom door - Haldir. He wondered briefly which was worse: Haldir or the Orc under his bed. Finally, unable to delay any longer, he grabbed Hwest and opened the door, his head hung in dejected shame.
Haldir watched Orophin slink from the bathroom looking completely crushed. He dropped to a crouch, so that he was closer to eyelevel with his youngest sibling.
"Why did you not leave the bed, Orophin?"
Orophin cringed. He couldn't lie, not even to his brother. "There is an Orc under my bed and if I got out of bed, he would get me." He waited for Haldir to laugh at him.
"I remember the Orc that lived under my bed when I was younger," Haldir said quietly.
Orophin looked up at him to see if Haldir was serious.
Haldir smiled at his brother. "I used to have to call for Mama, if I woke in the middle of the night. Finally, she told me the secret to get rid of the Orc."
"What is the secret?" Orophin was desperate.
"Do not be afraid of him."
Orophin sighed. "That is easier said than done, Brother."
Haldir nodded solemnly. "I know. It took me a long time to work up the courage to not call for Mama and to just get out of the bed. Until then, Orophin, just call to me and I will carry you."
Orophin shot Haldir a suspicious look.
Haldir was taken aback by the expression on Orophin's face. Was his brother really so afraid of him that he was willing to suffer? "I will always come if you call, Orophin. You need never fear that."
Orophin slumped his shoulders and refused to look at his brother's face. "And tell the others and laugh at me too."
"Look at me, Orophin," Haldir commanded.
Orophin did.
"We are family and family always helps each other. I will not tell the others and I will not laugh. You are my youngest brother and I love you."
Orophin threw his arms around Haldir's neck, Hwest slapping against the older boy's back. "Thank you, Haldir."
Haldir hugged his brother in return. He lifted his baby brother into his arms and started back toward their bedroom.
Orophin stopped Haldir at the entrance. "Put me down, Haldir."
Haldir set his brother on his feet and waited to see what would happen.
Orophin considered the shadowy depths under his bed for a long moment. He consulted quietly with Hwest, whispering in his ear. Finally, he looked up at his big brother. "Hwest suggests that I hold your hand the first time, just in case I am not brave enough."
Haldir managed to keep a straight face. Orophin's face was so serious that it was comical. "Very well."
He took Orophin's small hand into his and they walked to Orophin's bed. Haldir helped his brother get settled. He sat for a long time after Orophin slipped back into reverie. He resolved to treat Orophin better in the future. He padded back over to his own bed, but not before dropping a kiss on his brother's brow.
The End
20 Coirë - 20 February
Hwest - Sindarin for Puff