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In this story, Legolas is roughly the same as being 12 years old in human years!
Chapter Six – Swimming in Summer
The skinny blonde elf crouched in the branches of the tree, watching with ever-watchful blue eyes as two identical elves ran along the track below him. Silently he laughed. Then came Arwen, the younger elf maid was as tall as him and heavier then him. She was also the best at playing hide and seek. Legolas stayed perfectly still as he watched Arwen look up and smile at him.
"Elladan! Elrohir!" she called. Legolas jumped down and placed a hand over her mouth before she could call again. Arwen reached behind and grabbed a handful of golden hair, pulling hard as she bit down on Legolas's hand. The elfling cursed as he let go of her mouth.
"Ow! What was that for?" he asked.
"El I found him!" Arwen called again grinning at Legolas. Legolas went to jump into the tree but found himself jerked to the ground; Arwen was still holding his hair. All he could do was watch as the twins came running back to their sister. Elladan and Elrohir laughed when they saw their sister and friend. Arwen was standing holding Legolas by a handful of hair as the golden haired elf sat on the ground, clearly not happy. Elladan went over and easily lifted Legolas up, slinging him over his shoulder. Ignoring the elf's protests he turned to his siblings.
"I think it is time for lunch!" he grinned. Elrohir and Arwen laughed as they ran ahead towards Imladris.
"What are we going to do now El?" asked Arwen as she finished her lunch.
"Wanna swim?" asked Elladan. He exchanged a look with his twin before turning to Legolas. "Remember when you were really little and it was winter, Liadan and El and I wanted to go swimming and you just had to come?"
"Oh I remember, and you came running back thinking you had drowned Legolas!" laughed Arwen, "You three were in so much trouble that day!"
"I don't remember, where are we going swimming?" asked Legolas.
"Follow us!" giggled Elrohir.
Legolas looked at the lake as memories swirled through his mind. He saw three dark haired elflings splashing in the water. Snow was everywhere and a small blonde elfling was observing his snowman. Legolas blinked and he saw the blonde elfling climbing up the cliff before calling out to his beloved sister. He saw the dark haired elf maid screaming, terrified then he watched as the small elfling jumping. It would have been fine if young Legolas knew how to swim, but being only little he didn't. So he sunk to the bottom, then Elladan had come to rescue him. This time, when he jumped, he would surface. The lake called out to him, welcoming him to the water, encouraging him to swim, to play and forget all else. Grinning, Legolas followed the twins and Arwen up the cliff. Forgetting all else, Legolas jumped…
"Where is he?" screamed Arwen as she searched the edge of the lake.
"Ren, El, I found him!" called Elladan. He emerged from the rocks carrying the limp form of Legolas. The other two came racing over, panic evident in their faces. The hovered over Elladan as he placed Legolas on the ground to check for injuries. Finding none, the elder twin was clearly puzzled. Elrohir turned to watch the lake. It seemed as though the lake laughed at them, taunted them. Shaking his head, the younger twin turned to Legolas.
"He is cold, put this on him!" he said as he gave up his tunic for the elf prince. Sitting back he watched as Elladan carefully dressed him.
"Come, we must get him to father!" his twin said as he lifted Legolas and began to walk. Taking Arwen's hand in his own, Elrohir followed along behind.
It all seemed so familiar. Elladan carrying Legolas, dripping wet. Three dark-haired elflings and one golden haired one. Elrond watched from his window as his children raced inside. He silently made his way to Legolas's room where he knew they would go to. He smiled inside to see Elrohir standing next to the bed without his tunic on. Looking at Legolas Elrond soon located the missing tunic.
"Oh Ada, why does the lake hate him so?" asked Arwen when she saw her father.
"Because he is of the trees, the lake is jealous." Came Celebrian's calm voice from behind Elrond. The elf lord smiled as his daughter raced past him and hugged her mother. Celebrian smiled at Elrond and quietly left the room.
"I do not want Legolas to visit that lake again, it is far too dangerous!" she whispered as she left. Elrond nodded and began to check over the elf prince.
Elladan and Elrohir tried unsuccessfully to smoother their laughter. Legolas had just heard of his ban from the lake and was taking it badly. Never had the twins seen a bigger tantrum. The skinny elf had screamed loudly before throwing anything he could touch at the door Elrond had quickly exited. When the twins had ventured to peek around the door they had been chased out by more flying objects. Now they sat outside the door and tried to not laugh. Eventually Legolas had run out of things to throw and was now screaming insults at anyone who cared to listen. Arwen came and sat with her brothers as the insults quietly died down and eventually it was quiet. The siblings looked at each other before Arwen opened the door and looked inside. When she saw it was safe she motioned for her brothers to follow. Elladan could not help but start laughing at the site before him. Arwen and Elrohir soon joined the laughter. The room was one large area of broken china and ripped sheets and feathers from pillows. The bed was broken and the mattress slashed. In the centre of the room, curled up, was a skinny blonde elfling. Legolas, prince of Mirkwood and beloved son of Elrond was sleeping. Finding a blanket that was mostly good, Arwen placed it over the prince and the tree quietly left the room. Who knew swimming in summer could be so fun!