I redid this chapter cause I hated how it turned out. I even made another chapter to go with it. :D Hope it reads better and is funnier. Enjoy
Legolas looked down at the little dwarf. "Did you want to go first?"
"Doesn't matter. I'll win." Kili smirked back at him he was feeling confident in himself. "You go."
Legolas smiled down at the small dwarf. "Let the best one win." He was starting to like the dwarf he reminded him so much of a human or elf more than a dwarf. But then again he was the youngest dwarf he had ever met.
Kili nodded up at the elf then went over to stand next to his brother. "I can't believe this."
"Me either. Why didn't uncle ever put me in a contest? You're clearly his favorite." He kept his eyes on his uncle as he spoke. Thorin had taught him everything he knew pretty much and he was a great fighter. He almost wished Thorin had put him up against others to see who would win.
"I am not. He favors us both. If that nasty big elf wouldn't have challenged uncle then we wouldn't be in this mess." He looked over to his brother.
"You mean you in this mess. Not us. All I have to do is stand hear and look handsome." Fili smiled the braids from his mustache moving on his chin.
Kili shook his head trying to ignore that last part. "Hey."
Fili looked over at Kili. "Yes?"
"Do you think I'll win?" He wanted his older brother's opinion since he looked up to him and all. And he knew Fili would tell him the truth, or he hoped he would.
Fili smiled. "Of course you will! How can you not? I mean with a lovely brother like me? You had to have taken after me somehow. And I win everything." He smirked. "I have the looks, the wits, the strength and the all-around greatness."
Kili puffed out a breath and rolled his eyes. "Are not! We're equal." His brother could be so annoying sometimes but he still loved and looked up to him.
Thorin walked over to his nephews. "You got this son." He looked down at Kili so proudly knowing that no matter how it turned out he would still think the best of his nephew.
Fili and Kili were just like his sons since he helped raise them. He was just so proud of them both but he would never tell them…unless he was on his death bed. "You're going to win. And when you do, Thranduil will be so ashamed he will hide in his moldy mud house forever."
Kili's heart felt so warm, his uncle's words meant the world to him. And it was rare that Thorin told him and Fili anything like that. Just mostly when they were smaller. "Thanks uncle."
Fili smiled at the two of them, reaching up to play with the braid in his beard. He rapped it around the end of his finger. "I think I'll let it grow out a little longer…since I can. What do you think Kili?"
Kili looked over at Fili. "I don't care. It's your face." He wished his brother would leave him alone about beards since he had trouble growing one.
Legolas looked at his father, seeing the look on his face. He looked as if he knew what the outcome would be. He didn't want to do this contest. Why would he? He knew it was an unfair contest. He had better eyesight, better arms and he was taller than the young dwarf. Maybe he should get on his knees?
Legolas lifted his bow grabbing an arrow from behind him. He shut one eye and squinted the other one taking in a breath.
"Legolas! What are you doing?" Thranduil suddenly called out.
Legolas turned to his father. "What?"
"You are messing up your face. Why are you squinting? Did you get sand in your eye?" Thranduil grabbed his son's face and looked it over.
"No, I was trying to even the odds a little father. Perhaps I could move further back. Maybe kneel on the ground?"
"What and get your pants dirty? Nonsense son. You're superior to that midget, show him. They have no feelings except for the desire for treasure and themselves. So you don't need to feel bad for them. It would be wasted." Thranduil knew he was being harsh but he didn't care. He didn't like being called out by a dwarf.
Legolas looked at Kili. He thought that his father was wrong. He could see the little Dwarf had feelings, and he sure could feel hate and hurt. He could see Thorin watching Thranduil with hateful eyes, it seemed all the Dwarves were.
He would talk to Elrond later, see what he thought about the dwarfs. He seemed very wise, and he liked him. He liked it here. He had never seen anything like this place. Not at all like his home. Why couldn't they live in a home like this? Ah well.
Legolas fitted the arrow, and aimed. He fired, watching his arrow flying towards the target. When he saw another Dwarf down by the target, he ran to the right, and fired off another arrow. Elrond yelled at the Dwarf to move. The arrow knocked the first one off course and it hit a tree instead. The Dwarf looked up surprised, as he munched on a sausage. Then looked over at the others.
"I knew it! Those stinking Dwarves cheated!" Thranduil yelled running at the fat dwarf. "What are you doing?!" His eyes had fury in them.
Bombur was about to throw the sausage he held at Thranduil but decided to eat it instead, not wanting good food to go to waste. Since it took him hours to find some meat. "Come near me and I'll bite you!"
Thranduil looked down at him in disgust. "You filthy thing. Don't you dare come near me. What are you doing out here?"
"Going for a walk, what does it look like?" The fat dwarf replied as he looked up at the elf that stood proud.
"Looks like you're feeding your face. And helping your friends win!" He turned to look at Thorin. "Cheaters!" He roared.
The fat dwarf had a confused look on his face. "Win what?"
"Bombur, Come here!" Thorin shouted to the dwarf as he looked to the sky. Thick gray and black clouds were closing around them. "Great." He said to himself as Bombur walked over to him. "Rain."
"What's going on?" He said licking his fingers free of the tasty grease.
Thorin filled him in on what was happening.
"Let's just start again." Elrond said shaking his head. He seemed to be getting embarrassed by Thranduil's behavior, he was acting more like a small child than a king elf.
Legolas started again not squinting his eyes this time so his dad wouldn't think his eyes caught some dirt. Letting the arrow fly, he watched it go. Why couldn't the contest be between him and Elrond's son, or other elves. He watched it hit dead center, and quiver it hit so hard. He turned to the others. Elrond just nodded at him, as though he understood what Legolas was feeling. Maybe he did.
"That's my boy!" Thranduil almost jumped with joy.
A gust of wind blew suddenly causing the dwarfs hair to fly in their eyes. The elves however, their hair stayed perfectly against their head not moving an inch.
Elladan looked at Elrohir. "He acts like us elves don't know how to use arrows all of a sudden. That was an easy shot for any elf."
Elrohir nodded in agreement as he thought about leaving. He didn't want to be caught in the rain and he knew his brother didn't ether. For a battle yes, but not for a stupid contest.
"I'm still going to root for the dwarf. Since I put money on him and all." Elladan said watching the dwarf walk to his shooting mark.
Kili pulled out an arrow from his sheath and looked over at his brother and uncle.
Thorin mouthed 'you've got this' at him while Fili stood smiling.
He took carful aim at the target and let the arrow go. His arrow hit the tip of Legolas' and splinted it hitting it dead center. He smiled to himself feeling like he had achieved something big.
"Tie!" Lord Elrond shouted smiling glad that it was over.
"No. They must go on till one wins." Legolas' dad was not too pleased with the result of the contest.
Fili ran over to his brother clapping. "See told ya you wouldn't lose."
"But I didn't win either." He looked down sadly. He knew he couldn't beat the elf even on a good day since he had like a thousand years on him.
"Better for it to be a tie than to loose and look bad." He smiled at his brother putting a hand on his shoulder. "You're a winner in my eyes."
Kili's eyes shone with glee. "Really?"
"Nope." He looked so serious.
Kili looked down hurt being seen all over his face. "Oh."
"I'm just teasing brother. You really are." He smiled almost feeling bad for teasing his little brother but Kili had it coming with that really remark. He ruffled his hair. "Don't worry Kili, you are a winner."
Kili smiled lightly punching his brother in the arm. "You are one mean brother."
Lightning started to flicker in the sky along with thunder. The rain suddenly started coming down so fast and heavy it was hard to see. All being drenched. Lightning struck a tree near them, causing the Dwarves to jump and run towards the buildings.
Elrond smiled and started back to his home with his sons following.
Thorin and Thranduil looked at each other as rain started to pour.
"This isn't over yet you know." Thorin told him pushing his wet hair out of his face. "I bet Fili could beat Legolas in a battle."
"You're outrageous you know that! No one won this. It was a tie. And that's only because my son took it easy on your nephew." He stood proud once again rain barely touching him.
"He did not! I could tell by the look on his face." Thorin looked over at Legolas. He didn't much like Legolas but he really didn't like his dad. Maybe he could end him in his sleep. It would serve him right for insulting everyone.
"We shall have another contest tomorrow morning!" Thranduil announced looking back to his son and the dwarfs.
I will post the next one ether later today or early tomorrow. You should all enjoy the next one...Legolas gets a pimple!