Chapter 8: The two elflings Rumil and Orophin

Haldir was grinning excitedly as his brothers carried out the baked cake. Neither of the brothers wanted to sing their brother 'happy birthday' but ending up being forced to, and they had to sing it in a polite manner or they had to start over.

When the brothers' song was over, Mallriel served cake, Haldir getting, like tradition, the first cut slice.

"Thank your mother, Haldir." Illiendal whispered to the elfling. Haldir smiled at Mallriel with a mouthful of cake, chocolate around his lips, and then resumed his eating.

Everyone was given a slice afterwards, aside from Orophin.

"Nana, you did not serve me." Orophin stated, ogling the last remaining piece of cake.

"Well dear, you told me not that long ago when I had made my roast that you where dieting. Now if I gave you a piece of cake, it would throw your diet right off, it's very fattening sweetheart." Mallriel said as she ate her cake.

"I just said that so I did not have to eat your roast!" Orophin exclaimed before throwing a hand over his mouth. "It slipped nana. Sorry."

"If you think that I will give you cake now, you must be drunk." Mallriel said. Orophin gloomily looked at his empty plate and smiled when a piece of cake appeared.

"I can't help but give you a piece, a small piece." Mallriel muttered softly, giving her second born son a gentle smile.

"Thank you." Orophin mumbled through a mouthful of cake.

"Chocolate!" Haldir giggled and gurgled, pointing at Rumil. "Chocolate!"

"What is the little thing talking about?" Rumil asked. Mallriel, Arhael, Illiendal and Orophin all knew that Haldir pointed to a drop of chocolate on Rumil's chin, but no one spoke up.

Since Rumil, and to Haldir, everyone else was oblivious to the chocolate; Haldir decided that he could have it. Haldir jumped off his chair and climbed onto Rumil's lap.

"Yummy!" Haldir said before he licked the chocolate off Rumil's chin.

"Ew! Disgusting, don't lick me, lick your wife, not me!" Rumil shoved Haldir, Haldir being caught by Orophin and Illiendal.

"Rumil, don't push Haldir!" Arhael said, putting a firm hand on Rumil's shoulder.

"He licked me ada! Why on earth did he lick me?" Rumil exclaimed.

"There was chocolate on your chin, Rumil, he wanted to eat the chocolate!" Orophin grinned.

"Oh… I could have ate that chocolate…" Rumil mumbled sadly.

"But I did!" Haldir giggled, cuddling up against Orophin. Orophin carefully held Haldir.

"If you boys cannot get along then I don't think you can all go to Mirkwood tomorrow." Mallriel warned.

"But nana!" Rumil cried.

"Now Rumil, don't act like an elfling, just please act your age!" Mallriel said softly. Rumil nodded his head.

"I'm not an elfling and I won't act like one, nana." Rumil whispered.

"And you, Orophin?" Mallriel looked at her second born.

"I was not acting like an elfling just before nana! But I won't start to act like one, either." Orophin made clear.

"Now nothing can be said to Haldir, I don't think it's his choice that he is acting like an elfling, it's that wretched Saruman's fault." Mallriel said, trying to hide all the anger she felt towards the wizard who did this to her dear eldest child.

"Oh." Haldir said, making a very funny but upset face.

"What's the matter love?" Illiendal looked at the face Haldir was making. She could not help but smile.

"Poo… In… Pants…" Haldir mumbled, blushing when Rumil began to laugh.

"You… You… On me?" Orophin lifted Haldir off his lap.

"Orophin, you wet yourself on my lap all the time, and Rumil, I would not laugh if I where you…" Arhael said, taking Haldir.

"I will go get Haldir a new diaper. I will be back soon." Arhael said as he carried Haldir away.

When Haldir was brought back with Arhael he only wore a diaper. Mallriel smiled and opened her arms, Arhael letting her hold him.

"Once Arhael and I decided Rumil would be our last child, I never thought I'd see one of my elflings in a diaper again." Mallriel said, letting Haldir lay his head on her shoulder and suck his tiny thumb.

"His bottom is so adorable in the diaper, Arhael." Illiendal smiled.

"Yes, but you'd much prefer to be staring at his adult rear, no?" Orophin smiled. "Though, elflings in diapers has to be one of the cutest things I've seen."

"Aw, gee Orophin, thanks." Rumil smiled. "You thought I was cute as a baby!"

"No, I said 'elflings', in general, are cute. You where as ugly as-

Before Orophin could finish, Rumil had run up to him and knocked him and his chair to the ground, tackling Orophin.

"Boys!" Arhael jumped up from his seat.

"Get off me!" Orophin wrestled with Rumil, rolling around on the floor until Arhael pulled the two apart.

"We where just playing, ada." Rumil smiled.

"Playing? Rumil, Orophin is bruised." Arhael pointed to a bruise on his second born son's elbow.

"Don't be mad with Rumil…" Orophin shrugged, dusting his tunic off.

"I'm mad with both of you!" Arhael said. Orophin lowered his head.

"Arhael, sit down. Boys, I am serious. If you cant behave then Illiendal cannot go to Mirkwood, and that means you will need to help deliver her child." Mallriel stated. Rumil and Orophin sat down, muttering a sorry to each other and their parents.

"Alright, I think it's time Haldir and I return home, especially if we will be leaving for Mirkwood tomorrow. I will need my rest just as much as Haldir will." Illiendal said. "Come on Haldir, sweetheart." Illiendal beckoned Haldir forwards. The little elfling followed, his backside still looking adorable especially as he followed in the diaper.

"I can escort you home, Illiendal." Orophin stood up. Mallriel, Arhael and Rumil said goodbye to the she-elf and elfling as Orophin opened the door for her.

"Sleep well, Illiendal." Orophin said as they arrived at her home. Orophin kissed his brother's wife on her cheek and kissed his brother on his brow.

"Rumil and I will come here to get you tomorrow, right after lunch. Is that good with you, Illiendal?" Orophin asked. The princess nodded and watched Orophin leave.

"Come on Haldir." Illiendal ordered, bringing the child by his hand to the bedroom. Haldir climbed onto the bed and jumped on it happily as Illiendal left the room to change. When Illiendal returned, she lay in bed and sat the elfling down.

"Let me take out the braids in your hair, Haldir." Illiendal ordered, spinning the elfling around so she could reach the back of his head with no difficulty.

Once Illiendal had taken Haldir's braids where out, the young boy cuddled up with his wife. Illiendal blew out the candle and gently caressed the elfling's silky hair as the child dozed off.

To be continued…

I was supposed to be babysitting my friend's fish, Goldilocks. It died today because it was swollen and sick… Oh and I did not reply to reviews like "update soon" just because there is not much more of a response to that, the author alert you get (if you do get one) should do as a response.

Mistopurr: Well I have to wait until next January for a birthday cake.

A. NuEvil: Yea, especially Haldir's little diapered bottom, aww! I don't think it has the same effect when Haldir's an adult, though.

Haldir's Heart and Soul: Always good in chocolate!

Mesozoic Flower: Well, this time Haldir has discovered poop and well, in his own pants.

CapriceAnn: Of course you would want a big Haldir again, but little Haldir's cute little bottom in a diaper is also very lovable.

Bberry06: Yea, it is.