Hey! Sorry it's been soooo long since I updated! I just don't have the time these days! Now because this chapter is so short I have decided to put chapter 4 /which I have already written/ on the end. So basically, I'm combining the two short chapters to make it one longer chapter. I do hope nobody minds this!

Review Responses will be at the end!

Written by: Trinilee Greenleaf

Title: The Sniffles

Summary: A young Legolas finds out that even elves can get sick, sometimes.

Rating: K

Disclaimer: I don't own any Lotr characters. Except Legolas! Sigh no I unfortunately don't own him either. But I might soon. If I can just prove that I am a descendant of Tolkein. evil laughter

Note: My elvish is not very good but I do try. Any corrections will be most appreciated.

Second note: Legolas is roughly about the age of nine in human years but for an elf I have no idea how long that would be so … sorry about that.

Rough Translations

Ada - father

Tithen – little

Caun – prince

Chapter 3

After breakfast, it was time for lessons. Legolas had a history lesson with Erestor for an hour before he had an hour of archery with Glorfindel. He really couldn't wait to get back onto the archery field, he needed to practice. His ada always said that practice makes perfect and Legolas wanted to be perfect.

Sitting inside the classroom with the rain, surprisingly, still hammering down outside and Erestor talking about something Legolas really was too tired to comprehend was sending the poor little elfling to sleep.

When Erestor looked up to find Legolas resting his head on his arms clearly asleep, it surprised him so much that he had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't the one sleeping.

Legolas sleeping? But he's my best pupil! He's usually so attentive and willing to learn, so alive and full of questions. How could he be asleep? I shall have to talk to Elrond about this, Thought Erestor.

"Legolas?" No answer. "Legolas?" Erestor said a little louder this time. Still no answer. The brown haired elf walked out from behind his desk over to the sleeping elfling. He was just about to shake the child before he saw something that made him gasp; Legolas' eyes were half closed.

What is it that has made the poor child so tired? I will definitely have to speak to Elrond about this. Erestor made up his mind that as soon as he had time he would talk to his old friend, the lord of Rivendell about Legolas' behaviour.

At Erestor's gasp, the golden haired child had stirred. He blinked bleary eyed at his teacher who stood worriedly over him.

"Is the lesson over?"

"Yes it is. Go off to your archery lesson now, tithen caun. Glorfindel will be waiting for you."

Legolas literally jumped out of his seat and ran out the door, shouting a hasty goodbye to the stunned teacher who stood looking stupidly in amazement at the elfling who he had never seen run so fast out of his classroom.

There is definitely something wrong with him! Thought Erestor.

Notch. Aim. Fire.

Notch. Aim. Fire.

Legolas did this several times, each time moving to the next target that was further away than the last.

After hitting the centre of all the eight targets, twice, Glorfindel said that it was time for a little break.

"You have been practising haven't you legolas? I don't think I've ever seen anyone your age shoot that well."

Legolas blushed at the praise and again twisted his hands nervously behind his back. He was not about to tell the mighty balrog slayer how much he had been practising. No-one would ever know his secret, not if he could help it anyway.

"I think that will be enough for today. That exercise seems to have taken a lot out of you."

Glorfindel looked sceptically at the elfling who, unnoticed to those without elven eyesight, was trembling ever so slightly. Also, and this was what worried Glorfindel, the young prince had small beads of sweat collecting on his brow and his upper lip.

Elves do not sweat, he thought, and they definitely don't shake unless overcome with fever or some illness.

"But Glorfindel," the young child complained, "we've only just started!"

It was true; they still had more than half of the training session left. But Glorfindel was worried about the elfling's health and did not think it wise to carry on.

"Nay, penneth. I am tired; you have worn me out for sure. Go inside and take a little nap before lunch."

The idea of a nap did sound inviting to the young child. Legolas did actually feel a little dizzy and his muscles felt very weak.

"As you wish, hir nin."

"I will see you at lunch, tithen caun."

With this, teacher and pupil parted company. Legolas headed to his chambers where he was violently sick in the washroom. He brought up the little food he had eaten at breakfast that morning and proceeded to dry-heave for a while afterwards.

When he felt like he could move away from the sink that he was currently using to hold himself upright, the woodland prince flopped down weakly upon his bed, too tired to even remove his boots.

He fell asleep instantly, worryingly, with his eyes closed.

Review Responses

Estelle – Ah, so finally someone has joined me from the MC! I will post the others here I'm just being a bit slow as RL is a bit hectic at the moment. NO! NOT THE BALROG/runs away screaming/

Midknightdragonz – Well, I made this chapter longer specially for you! I know you'll probably get annoyed with me as I don't do very long chapters but I do hope that you stay! Don't leave!

Amy – It's okay. Yer, it's only the beginning and it was the first Lotr story I ever posted. On my yahoo group anyway. So, it was my first long story as I have written a lot of short ones like Name Giving and stuff. Ah, you will have to wait and see if Legolas is sick! ;-)

littlesaiyangirl – I'm glad you like it! I hope you like this chapter!

Werewolflemming – Nope, I haven't forgotten! Well, here ya go! I made this chapter a bit longer as I said at the top so I hope it is to your liking!

Theo darkstar – ah, well they'll find out soon enough! I hope you enjoy this update!

A. NuEvil – oh, didn't I say? Ooppss! Well, he's just visiting. I'm actually going to post another little fic like Name Giving soon, called Good Intentions. It explains a bit of the background. Yes, naughty wittle elfling!

Silverstreak Wolf – Well, maybe it has, maybe it hasn't! You'll find out soon though! If RL eases up a bit! Maybe they will, maybe they won't! LOLZZ

Sivan – lolzz, I'd never thought that Elrond would be proud! Thankyou for that, that's a very interesting way of thinking about it/blush/ well, I wouldn't say it was perfect but thankyou very much for the compliments!

Well, hannon le to everyone who reviewed and to all those who read but did not review/please review this chapter though lolzz/ I do hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I will try and get the next one to you as soon as possible!

Stay safe and have fun!

Trini

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