This drabble sparked from a conversation between me and my friends. Enjoy. :)
24.) High Elves
Story: Celeborn's Parrot
Word Count: 275
Celeborn, the golden-haired elven lord, and husband to Galadriel, one of the High Elves of Middle-earth, from the elven realm Lothlórien, loved his red parrot. Oh, his parrot could do all sorts of tricks! Like sneak into Galadriel's office and annoy her. Or the time when he shocked Elrond, while the elven lord of Rivendell was in his study! Yes! Celeborn's parrot was awesome! But he was also gone.
Wait. Where could that blasted parrot be?
Oh! There he was, attempting to flee Caras Galadhon. Celeborn chased after him, hoping the parrot to come back to him! No! It was too late to prevent this! His parrot flew away, free as a bird! Now, the elven lord was left with no one and nobody to spend time with. Oh, woes him! Woes him!
Ooh, look, a giant boar! Maybe he could befriend him. Nope. This was an awful turn of events, one he hoped would never happen to him again!
"Celeborn!" Galadriel screamed in his ear. "What are you doing?"
"Galadriel, my love!" Celeborn looked at the boar in vain. "Oh, what have I done?" He perked up. "Say, do you want to hear this lovely tale about my parrot. My parrot is the best bird there ever was!" His voice carried on as he told his heart-wrenching tale, full of angst and wonder. The cycle would never end, would it? It was just a game between peoples and animals. Celeborn hoped this boar wouldn't give him a lot of trouble… rats! There goes the boar!
Oh well. Back to Phase 1: Finding Another Pet to Love! Oh boy! What was he getting himself into?