Chapter 34: Hair cuts
Legolas was in Arwen's room. A bright, pink little girl's room, with dolls around the room on white shelves, vibrant pink silky sheets on the little bed, a fuzzy soft kitten sleeping on a red, pink and white cat bed, even a pink television. Pink dresses could be seen in her wardrobe along with other outfits.
There were pictures all around the room, a few of Elladan and Elrohir, a couple pictures of Arwen's parents but almost all where of Estel and some with her and Estel as well, many of Estel's pictures where in heart-shaped frames.
"It's… It's all… Pink!" Legolas said, looking around quickly, observing all the pink furnishings.
Legolas was considering all the options he had. He could scream, but then Elrond would find him, he could faint, but then Elrond would find him whilst he slept and he would be caught, or…
He could run around the room and try on all the pretty dresses!
Legolas ran to the closet and grabbed a bright pink and red dress and some little white girl's shoes. His feet did not fit in the shoes like they should, but he did like the soft materials the dress was made of, it was softer than the tunics he wore.
The door slowly creaked over but Legolas paid no attention as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Legolas was pretending that he was a beautiful bride marrying… Well, Legolas was unsure of who he was marrying. He took a dolly off a shelf and pretending that he was marrying the doll, still oblivious to the elf that had entered through the door.
Legolas spun around and screamed when he saw Arwen and Elrond in the doorway, Arwen looking tired and very confused.
"Ada… Why is there a boy playing with my dresses in my room?" Arwen asked her father. Elrond snatched Legolas, dressing the elfling in his proper clothes and bringing his to a trembling Estel. Estel's hair was much shorter, but Estel was still horrified from the soapy experience…
When Elrond came close to Legolas with scissors, Legolas knew what was about to happen, but he had no choice. He could not fight back he would not win… Elrond was going to cut his hair whether he liked it or not.
Legolas had to cry as his blond hair fell onto the ground, but when it was over he found out it really did not hurt that much. Legolas was very glad to find out that the drama meeting had ended and his father was waiting for him outside, his hair covered protectively from Legolas' lice by wearing a hat. Legolas thought the hat looked silly but was sad when his father put a hat on him, as well.
"Now Legolas, we had to take all the toys with fur and fuzzy material out of your room so that the lice don't get into them. If that happened we may have to throw the toys away or keep them away longer. Also, don't share hats or take off anyone's hats… Cield will kill himself before he gets lice in his hair. He's very arrogant when it comes to his hair." Thranduil spoke the truth. Cield had very lengthy hair and he would draw his sword at anyone who would touch it without permission. Even if Cield's mate ran her fingers through his hair he'd pull out his knife, if she had not asked first.
"Okay daddy!" Legolas giggled, following his father to their home.
"Hi Legolas." Firelien pat her brother-in-law on his hat-covered head. "We have good news, Thranduil sir. Cield found a job! He wont tell me what it is though, seems he wants to keep it a surprise." Firelien smiled. Cield ran out when he overheard what his wife had said.
"I just got it, so if you are not satisfied with it then I can go change it." Cield said.
"I will be satisfied with it as long as you're not planning on being a stripper, Cield, though I doubt you-
"Oh… Erm… I'll be back in a few hours with a new job…" Cield grabbed his cloak and left quickly. Thranduil followed him, just to warn Cield of all the other jobs he should not plan on being, such as a hooker. That ruined another of Cield's plans.
"What has happened to my son's mind?" Thranduil muttered as he watched Cield walk down the street.
The next day, Estel could not attend school because of the lice, but Legolas did anyways. He wanted to see what music class would be like.
One thing was for certain, Lindir looked nervous. But, who would not be with thirty little, dirty, annoying children in his study, expecting to learn how to sing, dance and play instruments.
"Hello class, I am- don't touch that! I am Lindir. I will be teaching you music. These are your schedules, what you will be learning this year." Lindir said. Eomer and Eowyn passed the sheets out. The sheets said clearly:
LEARN TO PLAY HARP
LEARN TO SING MERRY HAD A LITTLE PONY
LEARN TO PLAY OLD MC HOBBIT HAD A HOBBIT HOLE ON HARP
CHOIR SINGING
MEET CELEBRITY - JESSICA SIMPS-ELF
SERENADING
MORE CHOIR SINGING
BUILD YOUR OWN FLUTE
END OF YEAR TESTS ON HARP
Also, options to join school junior choir will appear around the time we will be learning serenading.
"Hey! Merry had a little pony! That's my favourite song ever!" Merry screamed in excitement.
"…What's serenading?" Haldir asked curiously.
"Stupid elf! Serenading is how you make elflings and dwarflings!" Gimli exclaimed. Elladan laughed.
"Serenading is not making elflings, see, I know how!" Elladan made his best attempt to show his classmates how you make elflings by using the wall. Lindir just stared at the elfling with his mouth hanging open, not having the courage to pull Elladan off the wall. He knew one thing: he'd need to sanitize that wall and fumigate the room once the students left. Or just demolish the wall completely.
Class did not go well for Lindir. Lindir was pulling his hair out at the end, not out of stress but because he had got lice from Legolas.
Lindir had only one choice… He had to get these children out of his study. A fieldtrip was needed!
To be continued…I will be ending this story, possibly within the next 5 chapters… Ideas are burning out, aside from the suggestions I got in the last chapters…
Laer4572: Yes, it's so popular in elementary…
Romen: Only a trim! You noticed the lost lice… I like you!
Moonlight and Starlight: It might be creepy though, having Galadriel able to read your mind whilst you're in class!
Mesozoic Flower: It's lice; it was bound to happen to someone, eh!
Haldir's Heart and Soul: Exactly, good job.
Melannen Amarie: Another person who figured out the lost lice! I like you, too!
Here comes the hockey puck: Your suggestion shall be used!
Bberry06: I've never had lice either, so it's a bit tricky to write about it.
Manwathiel: I like that idea!