Chap. 2

Recovering

A few more days had past and Tauriel found herself sitting up on her cot, dreading what was to come next. She had decided it was time to say goodbye. She wasn't leaving, Valar knows she was not in any shape to physically go anywhere. Elves tended to heal faster but her mind was in a dark place. Tauriel knew she would need to speak with Lord Elrond today at some point about it. Something was not right and she did not like the feeling that she seem to lose herself over to darkness when she fell asleep. Her fears at this moment, however were not from the shadows that haunted her at night but from the aftermath of the battle. Having told her three royal "guards" earlier that she would be fine and that she really wanted to get cleaned up, Thorin called on Lord Elrond to provide a wash basin and a couple of elf maids to help Tauriel with the task she desired. It wasn't until they were alone that she told the two elf maids the other half of her plan. If she had told Kili and the others before they left the tent, she probably would have cried. She found it hard just now thinking about it and was pretty sure she got a look or two from both Fili and Kili when she momentarily got choked up as they headed out of the tent. Veren, who was a tall, lanky maid with rich brown hair and ice blue eyes had just left to get all the items required by Tauriel for the undertaking ahead. Lalaith, the other maid, was short like Tauriel. She had bright green eyes, black hair and more curves than a normal elf usually had. Helping Tauriel carefully stand, the first item for Lalaith to accomplish was getting her out of the medical gown and into the warm water of the basin. Once submerged in the water, the clear liquid immediately turned copper from all the dried blood and dirt that remained from the war. With a soaped-up sponge, Lalaith carefully began to wash over Tauriel's back and shoulders. Mindful of the injuries the auburn elf had succumbed to in the fighting. She picked up a pitcher of warm water, helped Tauriel to carefully lay back on a bathing pillow, and poured the water over her head and hair. After a through wash and rinse that turned the water a darker shade of copper, Lalaith picked the hair from out of the tub, wringed out as much excess water as possible and then laid it over the edge to the right.

"Are you sure milady that you want to do this?" she asked.

"There is nothing for it Lalaith," Tauriel sighed, "It's very damaged from the fighting and when I was captured." The elf maid nodded her head in understanding and then continued to help Tauriel finish washing up. A short time later Veren walked back into the tent with several items in her hands. Towels and herbal lotions, ointments for cuts and bruises, wraps, bandages and a sling, several practical dresses, tunics and leggings in wonderful shades of browns and greens, a bottle containing an unknown liquid, and lastly the one item that gave her the most trepidation laying on the top of all the rest. It was a pair of cutting sheers. Seeing them now she wasn't sure if she could go through with the task but it had to be done. Her hair was in very bad shape and the only thing left to do was to cut it. As she got out of the water, her helpers applied the items in order as they came. Gingerly drying her off to avoid aggravating her healing shoulder and collarbone. They applied the herbal lotion, which smelled like the forest, to most of the body only leaving the injured areas for the healing ointment. Once everything was delicately applied, Tauriel's arm and wrist was snuggly wrapped up and then she was helped into a soft pair of olive leggings, a dark green tunic and basic tan corset. Protesting, she put on the sling to help stabilize her arm and keep the collarbone from shifting as it healed. She knew she had no right to complain when she'd been harping on Kili and even Fili about the same things. The last item, before she cut her hair, she found out was a bottle of tonic.

"Lord Elrond asked what the sheers were for when I happened to pass by him. He thought this might help with your nerves." Veren said handing over the clear liquid. Tauriel smiled at the elder elf's insight and accepted the bottle as she sat down one of the wooden chairs in the tent. She sniffed at contents in the bottle briefly, it smelled of peppermint, and drank the sweetened substance all at once. Lalaith and Veren proceeded to take a couple of wide tooth combs to brush out her hair. As they started to get all the knots and tangles out a voice floated from outside the tent.

"Amralime? How are you fairing?" Tauriel went white at the sound of Kili's voice and she found herself unable to answer. Seeing that she was struggling to respond, Veren answered for her instead.

"She will be finished soon master dwarf. I will come find you when she is done." Kili spoke his thanks and once he was no longer near the tent Tauriel spoke her thanks as well. Maybe she needed another dose of that tonic.

"No thanks are needed mellon nin. I understand your plight right now but let us see what can be salvaged, yes?" Tauriel nodded her agreement and her new friends began to look over her hair. It took longer then expected because, while in the end they all agreed that the longer they could keep it the happier Tauriel would be, as they looked over her long locks they kept finding areas that needed to be cut as you went up. Elf hair took time to grow, and while Tauriel had plenty of time to grow it back, she loved her long hair. In the end it was determined that it would have to be cut a few inches above her hips and layered to blend in the areas that got damaged higher up. Tauriel nodded her consent. She kept her eyes closed as the sounds of snipping reached her ears. Thirty agonizing minutes later Lalaith announced they were done. Veren asked Tauriel if she wanted to see, "It is shorter but I think we did a wonderful job, if I do say so myself." Tauriel gave her a small smile.

"I'm sure you did but I think I need a moment." Tauriel walked over to her cot and sat down. She could feel how light it was just by walking. Looking over to where she just lost a part of herself, Tauriel tried not to cry out in surprise. On the floor surrounding the chair she just vacated was a pile of her precious hair. She instinctively reached for her head and felt the shorter locks fall through her fingertips. She would get used to this eventually, right? Veren came over to join her, holding a mirror and some clips.

"Would you like me to braid it?" Tauriel nodded her head yes and Veren quickly set to work putting in a traditional elven braid and fastening it with a silver clasp. Tauriel held up the mirror and just stared. She was trying hard to recognize the elf in the mirror.

"Why am I being so silly over hair?" she asked to no one in particular.

"You know what. I'm going to get Prince Kili. He will make this better." Lalaith got up and left before Tauriel could protest. Veren gave her a reassuring smile seeing the panic in her eyes but went over to finish cleaning the mess strewn around the tent. After what seemed like just seconds, Lalaith returned with a confused Kili in tow. Tauriel watched with trepidation as he came into the tent and surveyed the scene around him. Towels and tools were now in a basket and Veren was sweeping the final chunks of Tauriel's hair lay as the rest lay in a bin. Seeing the wayward hair made him look towards Tauriel and she saw the surprise reflected in his eyes.

"You cut your hair?" he asked as he walked over to inspect her. Tauriel could only nod in confirmation. He picked up a strand of hair and let it fall from a finger. Then he gently combed his fingers through the hair at the base of her nape. Tauriel was sure he could see the distress in her eyes but he seemed to know exactly what to say to make her feel better.

"It is short but it is no less beautiful," he stressed and then looked at her in the eyes, "It still curls around my fingers, it is softer now that the unhealthy strands are gone, and it is still the beautiful auburn, red that makes you shine bright as any star." Tauriel couldn't help the tears that welled up in her eyes as he spoke. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips and spoke once more, "Next time you decide to do something like this, please, let me be there for you. I fear Veren and Lalaith might not survive all your emotions again." That made Tauriel smile and she began to relax as Kili continued to run his fingers through her newly shortened hair. Veren and Lalaith finished cleaning up from Tauriel's bath, placing her new cloths into an intricately woven basket given to her by Bofur. She noticed that while they emptied the washing basin they did not remove it. Instead, another basin was brought in by two elf males and the now two empty basins were filled up with steaming hot water. She could only venture a guess as to why.

"Are you and Fili to get a bath as well?"

"When you mentioned getting cleaned up, uncle felt it would be a good idea for us to get a soak too. Apparently, we are starting to smell." Kili laughed as did Tauriel. A few moments later her new elf-maiden friends bid their leave as the male elves, who were there to help the princes, brought in privacy screens. Just behind them Thorin walked in with Fili at his side. Kili gave her another soft kiss before reluctantly getting up to join them in the middle of the tent. The screens were placed in front of the tubs so they were out of Tauriel's view.

"Thorin, I can leave." She said not wanting to make things more difficult then need be. She could see that Kili was holding back a snarky comment, which was probably for the best, while Fili just waved her offer off. They each grabbed a chair from the table and pulled them behind the screens. She could hear the grunts and groans as they started to disrobe. Thorin walked over to her, inspecting her hair just as Kili did.

"Nonsense. You need to rest. I will not have you over exert yourself for those two." He said taking several pillows to help her get positioned sitting up. Content she was comfortable he ran his fingers through her hair once more, a gesture Tauriel knew was for her comfort. One of her friends must have mentioned something to him. Thorin kissed her on the forehead and made his way over to the cushioned chair, which was now by the little tent stove, lighting his pipe as he sat down and got relaxed.

"Besides, what you can't see you should still hear. I'm sure we are in for some wonderful entertainment." Indeed, at that moment she could hear the two dwarfs complain as the servant elves attempted to help them out of their remaining clothes.

"We can do it ourselves!" Fili protested loudly only to witch one of the elves replied back, "Not if you want to reinjure your side more master dwarf. Our orders are to help you." More complaining followed and Tauriel could see four silhouettes move around from behind the screens. At one point an elf popped into view to discard soiled bandages into a bin and grab a tray with soaps and medicated slaves. The other elf put their clothes into an empty basket near the entrance of the tent only to pick up another basket housing new clothes and bandages.

"How are their wounds looking?" Tauriel asked. The blonde elf tending to Kili replied.

"They seem to be healing well my lady. After the bath we will look at them more in detail but as long as they don't do anything foolish over the next several weeks all should be good." He emphasized foolish making both her and Thorin laugh. After a few more moments, the next loud sounds of protest came from both Durin princes when they swore loudly entering the basins of water.

"Maker it is hot! Do you wish to boil us?" This time it was Kili's turn to vocalize their complaints. Tauriel could not hold back her giggles as the brunette elf noted in Sindarin that he never knew dwarfs to be such children. "Tauriel! What did he say?" Fili whined at her. Tauriel did her best to compose herself before answering.

"It was nothing."

"That was not nothing. Amralime, they are rolling their eyes at us!" Kili countered back. Thorin grinned at the exchange being passed back and forth. Tauriel gave him an amused smile and replied once again to her handsome dwarf, not at all missing that he tried to use his term of endearment towards her to get his way.

"They are not trying to boil you Meleth nin. The water will cool down soon enough to your liking."

"You're avoiding Fili's question,"

"I'm not avoiding it. I am choosing not to answer it. Now behave and enjoy your bath." They stayed mostly silent after that, mostly. There was some minor grumbling at one point about the fruity smelling soap being used to wash their hair and then said hair being pulled out of their head. Tauriel just repeated her previous comment to behave and to let the elves get the tangles out of the dwarf's knotted hair. Tauriel still heard them mutter in Khuzdul but for the most part they kept their complaints to a minimum. When the bath was done and the elves started to dry off the now clean princes, Thorin took to questioning the elves more on his nephews' injuries in specific. For each question the tall, blonde explained how well something was healing and what needed more time. The first injury to be addressed was Kili's shoulder. They originally worried more about his leg but now the arm was becoming worrisome. They could see that the wound had been very close to bleeding out. The elf explained that while the leg was healing to their satisfaction, he wanted to speak with Oin and Lord Elrond about getting advanced healers from Lothlorien. Mixed emotions went through Tauriel all at once. She was pleased to hear that Kili was being well taken care of but nervous to hear his shoulder was worse off than Kili let on. She would be having a talk with him later about it. What seemed to be concerning for Fili was his broken leg. The elf explained to Thorin that while it was indeed healing, it was taking longer than it should be.

"He needs to limit his activity. I am aware for a dwarf that sitting still is a difficult task but he will heal faster if he rests more. He also needs to use his cane when he walks." Tauriel shook her head as she heard Fili grumble at the elf's instructions and then grumble even more at Thorin's acceptance of said instructions. She looked over to what was once his crutch, until Bifur got a hold of the boring wooden pole, propped up on the side of the left partition. She saw a new adornment on his cane, an image of a dwarf and an elf seeming to fly through the air. She wondered which dwarf was brave enough to carve that. Over the past week his company had taken to carving designs into the long piece of wood. Most of the pictures depicting tales from the journey. She voiced her thoughts out loud.

"Fili, I see a new image has appeared on your cane. Who, may I ask, is the artist?" Fili gave Thorin a sour look and all Thorin could do was laugh, loudly. Tauriel's eyes widened and she couldn't help but laugh as well. She would have expected Bofur, Nori or even her Kili but not Thorin.

"Has your brothers handy work graced that cane yet?" She asked next.

"No, not yet. He will be the last and I dread to think what he may put on it." Tauriel knew Kili was probably grinning at his brothers own trepidation. The servant elves at that moment took down the privacy screens to reveal two half-naked dwarfs. Both Fili and Kili had on light brown pants. Tauriel could tell through the thin material that Kili's leg was still being bound. She sucked in a sharp hiss at the sight of Kili's bare chest. In normal circumstances she would have found it exciting to see the exposed muscles of chest, shoulders, arms and back. Not to mention the dark hair peppering along his skin. It was something all elves lacked but Tauriel found to be enticing. However, as Kili turned around, a bright pink and very irritated patch of flesh on the back of his shoulder halted any other roaming of Tauriel's eye over his figure. The stitching was holding up nicely and she knew medication was being applied daily but it should have been healing faster than what it was.

"His shoulder, how dire is it really?" She asked is Sindarin, not able to keep the concern out of her voice. Kili looked towards her but he did not request for a translation this time.

"Until a healer from Lothlorien can look at it, he needs to take care. Like his brother, he needs to limit his activity and rest more," the brunette tending to Fili answered for her in the common tongue so everyone would hear. He was putting healing ointment on Fili's side. That wound, too looked irritated but nothing like Kili's shoulder. The blonde tending to Kili added in.

"Once done we will talk to Master Oin and to Lord Elrond as mentioned before. I assure you we will get word to Lady Galadriel." He finished wrapping Kili's shoulder and then spoke to her in Sindarin again, "Please do not fret. From what I've seen dwarves are stubborn creatures. Kili being one of the most stubborn. It will take more than this wound for him to leave you." The endearment in the elf's voice and the slight jest towards Kili made Tauriel feel better.

Kili was slightly annoyed. Tauriel and Fili were both sound asleep next to him in their cots. Fili was snoring so loudly he wondered how Tauriel could even enjoy her midday nap. Kili, unfortunately, was not allowed to take naps yet. Oin felt he should still limit how much time he slept after hitting his head so hard. So, while annoyed he couldn't sleep, in a way Kili was grateful. Thorin took to heart everything the two servant elves said a few days back about resting. Once he found out the servants were some of Lord Elrond's highly trained and most trusted medical elves, Thorin quickly squashed any quarrels that came up with his nephews. They were limited to staying in or around the tent and to very short walks. Thorin decided it would be prudent to include Tauriel in that mandate. Tauriel quickly saw the stern side of Thorin yesterday when she attempted to persuade him otherwise. That she was capable of handling a longer walk. The argument lasted barely five minutes and Fili was quick to point out that Thorin was still not as harsh on her as them. The only thing making up for the fact he was not getting to nap during the day was he could at least watch over her and in general just get to watch her overall. Thorin was off with Balin starting to make preliminary plans for talking to potential allies from the past battle, mostly a treaty that would please Thranduil. With the elves help from Rivendell, all of the enemy's corps had finally been disposed of. They were now working to help rebuild both Dale and Erebor. Though it took a bit of convincing by Thorin and Balin for Dain to allow any help from "those pointy ears" as Dain liked to call them. For the moment, Kili sat in the coveted blue chair which was placed next to Tauriel's side. Ori found a lot of books on Sons of Durin history that he gave to them yesterday. One of the books about fighting styles was propped open on his good leg which in turn was propped up on the stool. He found out that he was quite content just getting to watch his elf sleep. Compared to his brother, it was a nice change to watch someone sleep with such a natural grace. She liked to have something grasped in her left hand and Kili at times found himself wanting it to be his shirt as she rested against him. His shoulder would need to heal more before she could even fully hug him so for now it would have to be just a thought. He was distracted from his reading when Tauriel started to weep loudly next to him, both hands beginning to grasp and twist the bedding.

"I'm right here Amralime." He whispered loud enough for her to hear but quiet enough not to wake her up. His soft words were enough to ease her back into a calm sleep.

"She's still not sleeping well I see." Kili looked up startled to see Lord Elrond enter through the tent. Closing his book, Kili tried to turn and get up to properly greet him but the elf requested for him to stay seated. Kili briefly looked back to the other elf resting next to him and responded.

"No but I like to think my presence helps."

"Indeed. I might have to agree with you, young prince. She seems most at ease when you are near." Elrond had a light and amused tone in his voice, "How do you fair?"

"My leg is healing well and while my arm is not getting any better it at least is not getting worse." Kili turned his attention back towards his new guest.

"That is why I have come to see you. I've gotten word from Lady Galadriel. She has sent one of her best healers. An apprentice of her own making I believe. Alwiel will arrive within a fortnight or sooner."

"You have my thanks Lord Elrond. I do hope she does not come all this way just for me."

"While you will be her main focus, I have noted a few others that will do well from her visit." Lord Elrond did not say anything but his gaze did wander towards Tauriel. There was a long pause and then he continued.

"A curious thing." He said it more to himself but Kili felt he needed to respond.

"What is that my lord?" He gave Kili a troubled smile before answering.

"An elf and a dwarf pairing. It is not something I have ever heard of nor have I ever thought I would," he gave pause again then looked directly at Kili, "I am not one to dismiss a bonds as strong as yours is. I have not seen such a connection in quite a few centuries. It is very intense so please forgive my concerns. We elves have accepted various commitments to humans but I was under the impression that dwarves were not allowed to stray outside of their own people?" Kili had wondered when and who would remind him of this, in his mind, archaic notion. He thought it was going to be Thorin when they had first talked about his attachment to the elf after he woke up but nothing more came of it. Instead, Thorin and Fili both have since created their own unique bond with her, along with most of the company.

"I did not attach myself to her lightly my lord. Dwarven laws and customs are old and rarely unyielding. I am sure I have many barriers to overcome. Even then I fear there are things I may not get to partake in because I choose to be with her but that will be for me and Tauriel to face. I will not make rash decisions before discussing things with her or with Thorin first." Lord Elrond's face turned from concern to peaceful, giving Kili a soft smile.

"Wise words young prince. I am glad to hear that."

"As am I but you will need to make sure Dis is involved too." They both turned to see Thorin enter the tent. Kili saw an odd look in his uncle's eye but did not question it. Lord Elrond placed an arm over his chest giving a slight bow to Thorin and Thorin returned the gesture.

"My nephew is lucky to have you in his company today Lord Elrond. May I ask the nature of this visit?" Thorin acquired as he went to sit on a chair from the table.

"I was informing young Kili that I received word from Lothlorien today. A healer is on her way here." He replied, coming over to join Thorin who invited him to sit with a gesture of his hand.

"A healer?" A new voice questioned. Fili was just starting to rouse from his nap.

"Enjoy your rest dear bother?" Kili asked but the tone in his voice was mocking. Fili gave his brother an evil grin back.

"Indeed nadad. I had wonderful dreams of hairy dwarf women bathing."

"Fili! We have a guest. It is not fitting to speak of such things!" Thorin admonished but also trying hard not to laugh, soon failing as an amused look appeared on their guests face. Kili looked wide eyed towards his brother. He was slightly shocked at his brother's candor but before he could tease back another new voice entered the banter between him and his kin,

"He will probably scare them away once they learn of his tremendous snoring." Tauriel too was starting to wake up. Kili looked over towards her in adoration. Pleased with her jab at Fili while he was slow to come up with a witty retort himself. Both Lord Elrond and Thorin laughed out right and loud making Fili grumbled in Khuzdul, words Kili choose to ignore. Tauriel, he noticed, caught a word that she must have been familiar with or she at least got the general jest of the phrase and responded to Fili in Sindarin which made Lord Elrond laugh even louder.

"Suilad nin hir. To what do we owe this visit?" She asked the elder elf after she had stopped laughing herself.

"Suilad hen. I should have waited till everyone was awake. I would not have to repeat myself!" He responded with laughter in his eyes. Kili answered for him.

"A healer from Lothlorien is on their way."

"Oh! I am glad to hear that my lord! Just one?" Tauriel asked.

"Yes, but Lady Galadriel reassured me Alwiel is a skilled healer. She will be able to handle those me and my healers cannot."

"You and yours have done a wonderful job Lord Elrond. You have my thanks and my service if ever a need arises." Thorin put in. Lord Elrond inclined his head in gratitude and looked to Thorin.

"While I have you and your nephews all together in one place there is something I wish to talk to you about."

"Go on." Thorin encouraged. Fili had risen from his bed and now joined them at the table. Kili chose to stay in his current spot while Tauriel sat up to listen.

"I have heard from Master Bard you are hoping to make peace treaties with both him and with King Thranduil. Is that correct?"

"Indeed. While I cannot fully atone for the what the dragon sickness did, my actions now can at least help heal broken ties. At least make some kind of peace."

"What if I had something more in mind?" Lord Elrond asked.

"What would that be?"

"To gather a council in a month's time. The goal being to create an alliance of all free peoples of Middle Earth. This last battle showed us all how more than ever we need to stand as one. As part of the council you can also do your treaties and deals with Master Bard and with King Thranduil." Kili felt this was an excellent idea but waited for his uncle to speak first.

"Who do you wish to attend this meeting?" his uncle asked.

"All those who wish to show they are part of this world and are willing to fight for it. To show our enemies that we are united together."

"Enemies? But we won! I thought the Lady Galadriel vanquished Sauron?" Fili asked.

"He was not vanquished. With the one ring missing, not truly destroyed, Sauron will never truly be defeated. Until that happens evil will remain and we will need to be prepared. United to fight against it. We need to show him and his allies that we do not hate each other!" Elrond stressed the word hate and looked first at Tauriel and then to Kili. Kili now understood Lord Elrond's earlier questions about his bond with Tauriel. No, he was not expecting humans, elves and dwarfs to actively search each other out. However, if two different beings, who have a history of hating one another, could fall in love then others could learn to at least respect one another. Create different bonds that down the road would lead to prosperity and help protect each another from those that wished to see them harmed. Kili felt he had to speak up on the matter.

"Uncle, Lord Elrond's words are, as usual, wise. Why not push for more than a couple of peace treaties? I would be happy to work with Balin to come up with formal invitations and start an initial alliance agreement." Thorin took a few moments and then agreed.

"If you wish to take up that task then it is yours. I will check with Bard about possible extra space. They have come a long way fixing up the far west end of Dale. People are starting to move in but before we set a date we need to make sure he can house guests."

"It would also be good uncle if after the meeting is done Erebor can host the celebration we've been talking about. Timing would be perfect and amad should be here by then." Fili put in.

"Yes. A large part of Erebor should be done by then from what Dain has been telling me. I will make sure he concentrates on the high hall and finish getting all the gold in vaults by then. As for the celebration I will leave that part up to you and Bofur," Thorin gave his eldest nephew a pointed look, "And Fili, please, please don't let than insane darrow go overboard!" Everyone laughed and then Thorin looked to Tauriel last.

"I have a few personal items I would like for you to help me with but I think I might have you work with Dwalin on security. Word is sure to get out of this gathering."

"I would be honored." Tauriel replied. The conversation changed to more about the repairs of both Dale and Erebor. Thorin noted how things were moving at a fast pace with the help from the Rivendell elves. While it would take time for things to be completely restored, a good amount would be done for dwarves and humans to start living comfortably again. Kili and his brother were very excited that morning when a raven was sent back from Dis. She and a caravan of their Kin would be to Dale in a few weeks.

"Did my elf ears detect blasting this morning?" Elrond asked at one point.

"They did. Balin reported to me today that Bofur and Bifur have buried the Arkenstone deep in the mountain. They are spending the rest of the day blasting various section of the mines and covering up tunnels. I think they plan to blast a few more tomorrow. We have plenty of gold and jewels to last us for centuries, even once we give a portion of that to Dale. One thing I have learned from both being in exile and surviving this last battle," he looked towards Kili and then Fili then finished his thought, "There are other things that are worth more than gold and jewels."

Translations and side notes:

So two new phrases to add….

Suilad nin hir- hello my lord

Suilad hen-hello child

Amad of course is mom/mother,

nadad is brother.

Mellon nin – my friend

Meleth nin- my love

Amralime-my love

The servant elves (one of the males will reappear in the next chapter and he'll have an actual name!) and the healer are all OC's of mine but I did research and look for types of words or names in elvish. In the last chapter I referenced the elvish star Borgil…. wiki/Borgil

I also failed to mention in the last chapter that I did a kind of mash up between the book and the movie. In the movie Thranduil talks to Legolas about Strider, he references him as a man. I like the idea of Legolas leaving and hunting for Aragon. Looking at the books and sense I'm actually trying hard to be more chronologically "Tolkien" correct, Aragorn is really 10 during BOTFA. Living with Lord Elrond under the name of Estel. So I tweaked it a little to send Legolas on a hunt. Maybe I'll do a short spin off on that…. Throughout this story I'm going to throw in legit Tolkien characters and damn it I'm going to use the right ones and their right ages too lol!

Hope you all are having a good week!