Title: The Telltale Orc
Author: Two Hours of Fish
Rating: G
Summary: Glorfindel's trip through the gardens is anything but peaceful.
Author's Notes: Salutations everyone!! This fic was written after Billy requested one... and after a few hours of running children's birthday parties! And a special thanks to Kurai for looking this over for me!
---
The sun was high over head by the time Glorfindel had ventured out of the confines of the house of Elrond and into the gardens on a beautiful spring day. After checking his room, study, and the library, he was sure he would find the Lord of Rivendell outside somewhere with Estel and the twins. As he heard voices in the distance, his thoughts confirmed, he began walking in the correct direction.
Straining with his elven hearing, he tried to make out what was being said. Stork? Dork? What was that word that they keep repeating? There was a long pause, and then another word was said in quiet voice. Quick footsteps could be heard as well as shouts and screams.
His pace quickened as the screams died down and the repetition continued. Fork? Orc? Cork? He paused and backtracked. He listened carefully – sure enough the word was orc. He grew worried, what were orcs doing inside Rivendell? There had been no reports recently... had there been? The patrol that just returned the day before and hadn't said anything about any orcs. But sure enough, he heard a steady chant. Orc, Orc, Orc, Orc...
Glorfindel quickly reviewed his options. In most cases, he would have charged into the fight without an instant. But he was weaponless - would it be better to go back and inform the guards to get reinforcements. Or more importantly – the healers?
His mind was made up the instant the screams began again. Breaking out into a sprint, he raced to the scene. The screams stopped and he pushed himself even harder, was he too late? Estel was too young to be much use in a fight, and the twins and Elrond could only do so much, especially if they were caught off guard by so many.
He burst into the clearing, hands up ready to begin a fight. His eyes scanned the scene looking for his best opportunity. He came to a stop and reexamined the situation. It was not what he had expected.
Estel, Elrohir, and Elladan were sitting in a large circle. Elrond was walking around them, patting each one on the head with while saying "orc." They all turned and stared at him strangely. He lowered his arms and Elrond slowly began walking again. After making one more revolution of "orcs," he patted Estel on the head and said, "Goblin!" Instantly, the young boy jumped to his feet and began chasing the Lord of Rivendell around the circle, trying to tag the elf before he could complete a full revolution.
Glorfindel shook his head in disbelief. Orc Orc Goblin. After another long glance, he turned and walked away. Who would have thought...
---
Comments appreciated!