Author's Note:

1. This is my first time writing a Silmarillion fanfic.

2. A Disclaimer: This is part of the Plush Toy Collaboration. The idea comes from CrackAndProudOfIt and Duilin, not me. Feanor and Fingolfin are from The Silmarillion, and belong to J. R. R. Tolkien.

3. I may have grammar mistakes since I am not really good at writing.

4. Hope you enjoy this fanfic!

Monday, 17th April 2017 - 18:00 - Our Flat

I opened the door and entered the flat. The TV was playing some drama series that I've never heard of, and I didn't want to care about it either. The lights in the living room weren't on, nor the ones at our bedrooms. The smell of shallow-fried fish was pleasant and made me hungry. I thought Gabriel was cooking our dinner.

"Echo, you're back," Gabriel called when he saw me. "I hope you're going well today. There's a present for you, on your desk."

This was Gabriel, my caring elder brother. He was a grown-up, and he cooked well. He worked in a Chinese restaurant, and he had to work five days a week. When it was weekdays (Because I got to school, and he got to work), our flat was empty until I came home. Although we were busy, we always had time to play together.

I entered my messy bedroom and approached my white studying desk. Among the books stacked on my desk, there was a box. It was pale brown in colour and was tied with a red ribbon. I slowly sat down on my chair. Then, I untied the box. There was a letter on the box cover. It wrote:

Dear Echo,

Two years had passed since you came (From the moment you picked up The Hobbit.). How's life? I hope everything is going well. This gift is to let you remember this moment. I hope you like them.

P.S. Please keep it whatever you like or not. Also, prepare sets of new clothes.

King of Arda

Manwe Sulimo

After reading it, I placed the letter aside and opened the box carefully. It was nothing much, just two plushies lying in there. The left one had a pale, v-shaped face. It had long black hair, which stretched to his back. Its eyes were closed like it was sleeping deeply. It wore a red robe, with golden patterns at the edges of the sleeves. The right one also long black hair, and a fair face. Its eyes were also closed. It wore an ice blue robe, with white sleeves and silver patterns at the edges of them. They both had pointy ears.

I gently picked them up, and placed them at the corner of my bed, just next to my pillow. Gabriel was still cooking in the kitchen. However, I couldn't wait to have dinner.

I lied on the bed, mouth grinning. I decided to observe the plushies. They wore headbands on their heads, a jewel was in the middle of each of it. At their belts hung swords, which were sharp and mighty.

Suddenly the elves grew in height, and that shocked me. Their legs were no longer, their fingers became long and slender, not short and fluffy. Slowly, the elf in a red robe opened his eyes, there was strength in his silver-gray eyes. "Who are you? You don't have elf-ears. Where are we, mortal?" He spoke in fluent tongue, his gaze was on me.

"I am Echo and this is my flat. Who are you then?" I replied, looking at the wake elf gently. When I once looked at him, it was hard to put the gaze away from him.

"I am Feanaro. The elf who is still sleeping is my half-brother, Nolofinwe-"

At the same time Feanaro spoke, the elf in a blue robe opened his eyes. He quickly noticed Echo's existence, so he nodded politely towards her, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Nolofinwe, she is Echo, and we are now in her flat," Feanaro told his half-brother.

"Echo, dinner is ready! Who are you talking to?" Gabriel called at the dining room.

"Oh brother, remember the present I receive today? They're plushies which are alive! Meet Feanaro and Nolofinwe. They are the plushies," I told my brother, then paused a second, I continued, "Or we say, they are The Silmarillion characters who were turned into plushies?" Next, I turned to the elves and introduced Gabriel to them, that "He is my brother, and he is a great chef" or something similar. Gabriel started at the elves with wonder.

"Let's have dinner then. I am pretty sure that you'll like the food he makes!" I told the two elves. In fact, Gabriel and I were quite proud of his cooking skills, as he made awarded food. The elves walked away from my bedroom and looked at Gabriel. He had short, brown hair, his eyes were dark brown in colour. "I'll show you the seats," He told the newcomers. I helped Gabriel to set the table and place the utensils onto the right place. Gabriel scooped rice into the bowls. When he was giving rice to the elves, he asked, "How much rice you want to eat?"

"Not too much," Feanaro replied. Nolofinwe looked at Gabriel, pondered a bit, then answered, "Mine's same with Feanaro."

I sat down on the chair, then closed my eyes, whispering a prayer. "Dear God, thank you for giving us food. Hope you bless our food, then we'll have the strength after eating. Amen." After that, I looked at everyone, and shouted, "Let us eat!"

The food cooked by Gabriel was always nice and delicious, this was also not an exception. The fish skin was quite crispy, while the meat was smooth. The eggs were perfect matches with the tomatoes, I enjoyed the meal greatly. The dishes he cooked were totally my favourites.

After the meal, Gabriel and I tidied up the dining table, while Feanaro and Nolofinwe sat on the sofa comfortably. Gabriel washed the dishes quickly when I walked towards Feanaro and Nolofinwe.

"Now you know who we are," I said, "I think it's time to tell you something about us."

"Go ahead," Feanaro said.

"Okay. Gabriel is a chef, and he worked at a restaurant five times a week. From Monday to Friday. Every day, he'll wake up early, at 7'o clock I guess, then he'll get to work."

"Waking up early is a good thing," Nolofinwe said.

"I am a student, so I'll go to school on weekdays, but I'll wake up more early. At 6. Now I'm on holidays, but I will need to go to school two days later. This flat locates at Fanling, in Hong Kong." I continued.

"But I think you should change your clothes first," Gabriel interjected. "You cannot wear these outside. Other people will think it's weird."

"I don't think so," Feanaro said. "Can't we wear these beautiful robes outside? Or other people are just envy of us?"

"No, Feanaro," Gabriel answered. "We wear more casual clothes. I mean, the short ones. For example," He grabbed a t-shirt from his chair, "Like this."

"Gabriel, I think we need to buy new clothes for them. You know, they are tall, so they need to wear extra size clothes, not your small-sized clothes. And the shop is still opening," I whispered.

"Okay, Echo," Gabriel nodded and replied, "I will do the shopping. You stay with them."

"I don't say I need new clothes! My robes are fine!" Feanaro interjected.

"Okay you can still wear the robes if you want to," Gabriel tried to calm the shouting elf down. Then he turned his gaze to Nolofinwe. "What about you?"

"You decide. You can get the clothes for me."

Gabriel looked at him. "What colour of clothes do you want?" He asked the king.

Nolofinwe answered, "I would like blue, or silver is also fine."

Gabriel nodded, then he took his wallet, his phone and a pack of tissue, and left the flat. Now only me and the elves are at here. I wanted to open my mouth and say something, but I couldn't. Nolofinwe broke the silence. "Can you tell us more about here?"

"Certainly! We always use Chinese as our main language, but we speak Cantonese. We also use Mandarin and English." I pause for some seconds, then spoke, "Why can you speak English then? I thought you only can speak Elvish."

"We were sent English knowledge into our mind before we came to here," Nolofinwe explained. "We can read, speak and write English, but not Chinese."

"Oh, I see," I replied, "How's life in Arda?" Soon, I realised that I had asked such a stupid question. I could find the answers in the book!

"Fine, before Melkor spread lies," Fingolfin replied, next he let out a long sigh. "We were supposed to live in peace. After lies, then my father's death. He was finally defeated."

"Now there is really peace in Halls of Mandos," Feanor added. "Everyone does their own stuff. I was there too. At least there are no Morgoth there."

"Very true, my brother. One day, Manwe found us and he brought us into a box. He even didn't explain." Fingolfin continued.

"If I see him, I will ask him to explain why!" Feanor added.

Suddenly, a message was sent to my phone. I opened the app and read it. The message was written by Gabriel. He wrote:

I decided to buy clothes for both Fingolfin and Feanor, just in case if he changed his mind. But if he didn't care, I will put them in his room secretly!

Nice job brother.

Monday, 17th April 2017, 19:00 - Our Flat

"I'm home!" Gabriel announced as he returned home. He placed a t-shirt and a pair of trousers on Fingolfin's lap. The t-shirt is ice blue in colour, like the colour on his robe. The trousers are navy blue in colour. Fingolfin picked up the clothes and looked at them, then he spoke, "Thank you, Gabriel."

Feanor didn't look like he cared. He just glanced at the clothes, then turned back to his own position. He just looked at a flat box. A box that was placed in the cupboard. He picked it up and looked at the cover. It was some people playing sports. He went to me and asked, "What is this?"

"Open the box then you'll know," I answered.

Feanor opened the box and saw a round, flat, shiny thing in it. He wanted to pick it up, but he couldn't. "Really, you say that I will know after I opened the box, but I don't know even I have opened the box!" He said.

"This is Wii Sports Resort, a game disc for the game console called Wii," I explained, then I lifted up my voice, let everyone to hear it.

"Do you want to play it?"