Chapter 7
Tom had decided that Legolas was even nicer than Stuck. Sadly Logolas was a prince, just like in a fairy-tale Legolas had confirmed when Tom asked. Therefore, Legolas could not afford to spend much time with Tom. However, Legolas had taken the time to show Tom the armoury, in which Tom had seen lots of pretty pointy things, which would paint his hands in a pretty red colour when he touched them. When he went to show Legolas his glistening red hands, however, Tom had hastily been taken to the halls of healing again. Luckily he only had to spend a short time there. Sadly Legolas never agreed to take Tom to see the pretty glittery objects again.
Most times, however, Tom was stuck with Stuck, which was not as bad as it sounded. They spent lots of time in the gardens. Tom really liked the gardens. Maybe he could ask Pretty Man if he could not give them to Tom. Tom was sure there was a rule somewhere that said that rich, pretty, blond men were supposed to give Tom whatever he wanted.
Stuck would also easily answer almost all of Toms questions! Tom did not have to….. to.. he did not have to pretend or wink to get Stuck to answer his questions. Most of the time that is. Sometimes Stuck replied but did not say what Tom wanted to hear. Like that time when Tom had wanted to know what happened when one swallowed the pretty pink seven petaled flower in the flowerbed behind the glittering fence. Instead Stuck answered Tom 'That is not something someone as young as you should trouble your mind with childe' and made Tom promise 'To stay far away' from that particular flowerbed.
Tom was exploring the gardens on his own today, Stuck was stuck behind some bushes, over which Tom could only see the top of his hair. Actually Stuck was not really stuck, just talking to the female who found Tom.
After a short chase the blue butterfly Tom had been pursuing disappeared. When he sat down of the soft, soft grass to look at his surroundings Tom recognised the flowerbed of the pink flowers. Bearing in mind his earlier promise, Tom made sure that his body was as far away from the flowers as possible, while he squeezed his hand between the glittering sticks of the fence, snatching a few of its petals. Excitedly, Tom turned toward Stuck to brag about his latest acquisition. But before he reached the elf, he noticed the blue butterfly he earlier had been chasing sitting innocently on the leaf of a nearby tree. Eagerly he rushed to catch it, following it deeper into the gardens. The petals of the pink flower where absentmindedly put into his pocked, so that both of Tom's hand where free to catch the butterfly.
While chasing the butterfly, Tom speculated on what he should do after he caught the butterfly. Maybe if he ripped of its wings, it would not be a fly anymore, as all the flies Tom had ever seen had wings. Without its flies the butterfly would be reduced to butter. Maybe Tom could then eat it on his bun at breakfast?