A Hundred Random Drabbles

by LadyLindariel

COMPLETE (NOW COMPLETELY REVISED)This is my attempt to tackle the 100 Drabble Challenge given by NirCele. I will place warnings only if needed and they will contain most of the LotR characters and characters from the Silmarillion. Enjoy Rated K-T. If any of you are interested please PM me as NirCele has passed the torch to me while she is on hiatus.

60. Snow

#56 Snow

Thranduil groaned as he finished donning his winter robes. Today was the first snowfall of the year, and as he suspected his young son, Legolas was eager to go out and play well before any of the other elves had even risen.

"Ada, hurry up! I want to go out and play!" Legolas shouted from outside his father's rooms.

Thranduil rolled his eyes as he approached the door. Would the never-ending energy ever cease? "I am coming, ion-nín. Patience please," he answered with as much enthusiasm as he could muster.

"I am patient!" Legolas cried.

Thranduil barely made it out his room when Legolas grabbed his father's arm practically dragging him outside. "Yes, I can see that," Thranduil said with a half grin. Oh, how his son reminded him of himself when he was that age. His father warned him his son would be just like him, but Thranduil had not believed it until now.

When they made it outside into the frigid cold, Legolas squealed happily and began jumping in the snow. Thranduil couldn't help but smile as he watched his son play with such innocence. It was times like this, Thranduil cherished the most. He would quickly forget all of his duties as king and enjoy his time as a father.

Thranduil was so lost in thought as he sat watching his son play he failed to see a snowball come flying out of nowhere smacking him in the side of the face. Quickly brought back to the present he turned to the source of the attacker and saw his young son trying not to laugh as he held another snowball ready to launch.

"Oh, so it is going to be like that is it?" Thranduil asked packing snow together to form a missile of his own.

Legolas barely had time to flee when his father threw the snowball in his direction almost hitting him in the arm. Legolas giggled and threw another ball of snow at his father who in return threw another one at him.

For hours, the two were seen from afar by a set of fair green eyes. Siladis smiled softly at the sight of her husband and young son before she quietly retreated inside the palace. She knew it was only a matter of time before they would no longer be able to let their son play freely outside as the darkness was slowly creeping back into their forest, but for now, they would enjoy every moment they had. After all, you are only a child once.