"So are you going to tell us what happened or not?" Elladan asked, clamping one arm around Legolas' shoulders to keep him from running away the second she turned the corner.
Immediately the prince's ears turned a bright red color and he struggled to get out of his friend's strong grasp when the other twin slammed into his other side. "Or not."
"What?" They both cried out, appalled.
Legolas rolled his eyes, "Maybe later."
"Later?" Elladan asked.
"Why not now?" Elrohir exactly a second after his brother, "You must be joking."
Legolas struggled half-heartedly to get out of their grip once more but failed, "Do I look like I'm joking?"
Elladan squeezed him a bit tighter, "You look like someone who wants to tell his two best friends about his - maybe - date."
"Neither of you is my best friend." Legolas snorted.
Elrohir matched his brothers iron grip," Galion doesn't count."
"Just because I like him better than you does not mean you need to hurt his feelings."
"Does he even have feelings?" The twins asked together
Legolas tilted his head to the side, "Does 'Revenge' count as a feeling?"
The twins decided to ignore him and continue on with their own conversations. He often wondered why Elladan was almost always the first to speak.
"It would seem we are heading towards where our father is staying ."
They both gasped, and then spoke as one, "Are you telling us that you will not tell us anything until you tell your father?"
This time, Legolas successfully broke away from them and corrected, "Cannot tell you anything until I tell my father."
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Thranduil took one look at his son's pink ears and Elrond's sons hovering like vultures nearby and nearly burst out laughing. He looked back at Elrond over their unfinished chess match, "I think I'm going to have to admit defeat, it would seem my son has something to tell me."
Elrond looked between where Legolas stood to wait for his father and then at his own sons, and then back to Thranduil. "How do you get him to do that?"
The king frowned, "Do what?"
"Just," Elrond gestured somewhat with his hands at nothing in particular, "tell you things. All the time, without you having to ask or to pry. How? Everyone keeps telling me its phase with the twins but it does not seem like a phase."
Thranduil thought about it for a moment but honestly did not have a good answer, "I hope it's because he knows he can tell me anything and everything without judgment and receive all the support I can give him. I hope it's because he knows that I love him more than anything and if something significant has happened in his life I want to hear every detail. I hope it's because he likes telling me."
The king knocked over the king piece on the board with a careless flick of his finger, "I don't know, Elrond, but I hope it never stops."
Elrond seemed to accept this and then glanced at Legolas who was still getting harassed by his offspring. He was genuinely surprised that Arwen had not yet appeared to help terrorize him for information. "What do you think it's about?"
Just picturing how red Legolas' ears had been when he walked actually did make him laugh this time, "A girl. If you would excuse me."
With that he left the game, leaving the king fallen on the table for he had more important matters to attend. With one single sweeping glare, the twins were sent scattering and Thranduil and his son passed peacefully away into the hallway and began whispering the very instant they were out of earshot.
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And so, our 30 (ish) days have come to an end.
This was slightly harder than I expected it to be, but much more fun.
Thank you all for all the love and support, I couldn't have done this without you!
And now, for the last time I would love to hear from all of you.
Keep on keeping on
