Chapter 102: Ada is stressed
Thranduil was stressing. Haldir had decided to go explore around Mirkwood, and Legolas' symptoms where getting worse.
Legolas now had just recently vomited on Thranduil, and since no one else wished to stay in the same room as Legolas, Thranduil had to wait for his clothes to come to him, and Galion was taking a while to bring the clothing.
Legolas also now had diarrhoea and that upset him terribly.
"Ada?"
"Yes my son?"
"I'm sorry." Legolas looked at the mess he had caused on his father's tunic.
"Tis alright." Thranduil sighed as Galion handed him his new tunic. Thranduil quickly removed his current tunic and gave him it, then slid on the clean tunic.
"Are you mad?"
"...No..." Thranduil lied.
The elven king pulled a cloth from his pocket and handed it to Legolas.
"This, I believe, is yours."
"I can have it now?"
"Yes. You have earned it."
"Thanks Ada." Legolas smiled innocently as he cuddled against his cloth. Legolas sighed and lay his head down on his pillow. "Boring... Ada I am bored!"
Thranduil smiled and pulled Legolas close to him. "I love you so much Legolas." Thranduil whispered quietly. "So? I don't care! I am bored!" Legolas sighed once more. Thranduil managed a smile, knowing Legolas loved him even if he did not care to tell him or be told.
Legolas grabbed hold of some of his father's hair and twirled it in his fingers.
"Cield!"
Thranduil startled Legolas, but the elfling quickly got over it and continued to twirl Thranduil's hair in his fingers.
"Cield, be a good lad and watch your brother. I am going to go get some milk and I should be back in some minutes." Thranduil said, placing Legolas in Cield's arms.
"Ehhh... ehh... daddy..." Legolas whimpered as he could no longer hold Thranduil's hair, and soon the hair slid from his fingers.
"Where is ada? Key, I want ada!" Legolas stuck out his lower lip and began to pout.
"Ada will be back soon gwador." Cield whispered, sitting down with Legolas in his arms. Legolas sighed and vomited on Cield. Cield called for Galion and once again the butler saved the prince's day and brought him a fresh tunic, and Cield immediately changed.
"Sowwy about that. It was an accident." Legolas muttered. Thranduil came with the milk, and Haldir following behind, with a gash on his face.
"Hal, what happened?" Legolas asked, curiously poking the cut. "Legolas, Daro." Thranduil scolded. "I have learnt that Mirkwood is not the type of forest you travel deep into alone." Haldir muttered. "He was attacked, sweetie." Thranduil said gently, feeling Legolas shivering at the thought of being attacked in the forest such as he and his Naneth had been.
Haldir took the bottle of milk from Thranduil, and took Legolas into his arms carefully. The elfling was comfortable in Haldir's arms since Haldir had experience with Orophin and Rumil, unlike Cield who had no experience since he never wanted to hold Illiendal or Legolas and was clumsy with Legolas. Legolas' head was supported by Haldir's upper arm, and though Legolas was old enough to support his own head, Legolas enjoyed getting treatment like this. Legolas opened his mouth for Haldir, and let the March warden feed him the heated milk.
"Yummy..." Legolas muttered as he sucked at the bottle again.
"M-may, I try to feed him?" Cield asked nervously. Haldir looked up from the elfling and smiled. "Yes you may." Haldir said gently. Haldir carefully transferred Legolas into Cield's arms, and the elfling was no longer comfortable. Cield began to panic as his brother tried to get back to Haldir, but Haldir quickly moved Cield's arms into the same positioning as he had had his. Cield was relieved when Legolas lay down in his arms, and Cield held the bottle for Legolas with quivering hands, which Legolas did not appreciate as they caused the bottle to wobble. Haldir gently held Cield's hand as he fed Legolas the milk, and soon Cield found it easy to simply sit down with Legolas and give him the bottle of warm milk.
Legolas was grateful of the attention, but it tired Thranduil. The elfling cried much because of his illness, and Thranduil's head was sore of that.
Thranduil entered his bedroom to see Legolas. Legolas had asked his father to get him soup, and Thranduil did. But when Thranduil entered the room, he gasped.
Though Legolas was sick, the elfling was capable of destroying anything. And Legolas had done exactly that. The elfling had gotten bored and built a collapsing tent with Thranduil's most expensive blankets, Legolas had vomited on all of Thranduil's clothing, papers where torn, the elfling was covered in ink and had made trails of blue ink everywhere, all leading to spilt blue ink on the carpeting.
Thranduil was furious and pulled Legolas off the floor. Legolas was very amused with himself, until he was stricken across his face by his father. The elfling began to cry as his father tossed him on his bed and gave him his soup. Thranduil was about to go get Galion to clean the mess from his room when Legolas angrily threw his bowl of soup on the floor, smashing the bowl and the soup wetting the floor worse than it already was. Thranduil was so stressed he grabbed Legolas and just before striking him a second time, the elfling grabbed hold to his father's tunic and buried his face in his chest, sobbing out of control.
Thranduil shut his eyes and realized what he had done, and needed to fix his mistake.
To be continued...
I swear I did not just copy you Misto! The chapter was like that when I uploaded it, and I wrote it a long time ago when this was first written! And yes, there was 132 chapters. On my website you can get the first version of them all by clicking "Jedi Gollum's site" then "Stories" then "Haldir's Here" then "Download 132 original chapters"... Then "Save" and save it wherever on your computer. It's only one zipped file and in that zipped file is one file so it's guaranteed not to flood up your desktop with useless icons and text documents.