*dances* Yay! You liked the other one! (yes, it’s repetitive, but I am really glad you guys do like the succeeding chapters. ^_^)
*bows to those who reviewed, and hands out sacred Raspberry Flavored Starbursts* Thank you!! ^_^
Disclaimer: Razzy-berry flavored Starbursts, Chibi Elrond, Chibi Gil Galad, the plot, and several Enya CD’s are mine. Everything else isn’t.
Timeline: A few weeks after the party.
Warnings: Nongraphic slashy-ness. (Slash haters: Run!) Swearing. OOC. One male original character, but rather minor. Spying Fingon. A giddy Gil Galad (hey, an alliteration! Hehe ^_^; ).
*swings gold watch on a chain* Canon doesn’t exiiist. Canon doesn’t exiist~!
Author’s Notes: *stares at Silent Assassin’s question about Aragorn.* Gah….uhm…. I like Aragorn/Legolas slash (some, anyway), but I like keeping Legolas as a single, unattatched child-like supporting character (and I like child-like*coughbutnotbrattycough* Legolas ^_^). This is how I decided to debate on this, and how it was solved.
*holds out hands*
*stares at one hand* Include Aragorn? *stares at the other hand* Don’t include Aragorn?
*repeats about a billion times*
Kivan: OH JUST SAY ONLY IMMORTALS CAN GO IN IT ALREADY!!
Dragonphyre: SILENCE, MUSE, OR I WON’T WRITE A SLASH FIC ABOUT YOU AND XAN!
Kivan: I’d prefer it if you didn’t, actually.
Dragonphyre: …You’re the most counter-productive muse I’ve ever met.
Kivan: And damn proud of it.
Dragonphyre: O.o;
I apologize to the Aragorn/Legolas lovers out there. I prefer keeping Legolas single for this fic. Besides, I think the Aragorn/Arwen pairing is working out alright for this fic. (even if I’ve never mentioned Aragorn in the first few chapters. ^_^;)
WARNING: This chapter is extreeeeemely serious. Thus, it is boring. I suggest skipping and wait for another chapter. But you have a free will, do what you will.
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<HighKingFingon has entered “Castle Lindon” chatroom.>
HighKingFingon: *looks out of his window* Haha~! My plan is working!
HighKingFingon: Hm… *looks out through telescope at his son and Elrond*
<SilverShipBuilder has entered “Castle Lindon” chatroom.>
HighKingFingon: Maybe I should have sent some spies with them…
SilverShipBuilder: Greetings, King Fingon.
HighKingFingon: Hello Cirdan.
SilverShipBuilder: Sending spies? On whom?
HighKingFingon: Not telling. *sticks tongue out at Cirdan*
SilverShipBuilder: It wouldn’t happen to deal with Elrond visiting Lindon and you trying to help Gil Galad get together with his long-time crush, would it? *knowing smile*
HighKingFingon: Oh, fine. Yes, it does. -_-
HighKingFingon: And I hate your deductive skills, Cirdan.
SilverShipBuilder: Bah. I only put the fact that Elrond was visiting Lindon after an entire age and that you’ve always been asking Ereinion about that crush of his together.
SilverShipBuilder: Really, I expected you to do this earlier, if it weren’t for your son’s unease after the party.
HighKingFingon: True. Ereinion ended up missing dessert for the whole week because of that party.
SilverShipBuilder: …o.o; Okay…
SilverShipBuilder: So what was your plan in order to get Gil Galad to ask Elrond out?
HighKingFingon: Simple. I was well aware that Elrond has not left Rivendell for quite a long time after the Last Alliance.
HighKingFingon: So I sent an invitation to Elrond to visit Lindon for a while.
SilverShipBuilder: About time he got out from Rivendell. He really needs a vacation.
HighKingFingon: Exactly!
HighKingFingon: Of course, I wrote the letter so that he is coming as an “ambassador” from Middle Earth to keep his suspicions low.
SilverShipBuilder: Good idea.
SilverShipBuilder: You didn’t write Ereinion’s name on it, though, I hope?
HighKingFingon: Well, I WAS going to, but I don’t think Ereinion would have been able to handle it.
SilverShipBuilder: Hehe, I can picture his reaction if you did.
HighKingFingon: *as Ereinion* “You did WHAT?!! WAH~! NOW I CAN’T FACE HIM!! FATHER, WHY?!! WHY?!!!! I’M GOING INTO MY ROOM AND BURY MY HEAD INTO MY BOOKS FOR ABOUT FIVE HOURS! AFTER THE FIVE HOURS, I’LL GO OUT AND MEET ELROND, BUT DON’T EXPECT ME TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT MY CRUSH ON HIM, IN WHICH YOU WILL OBVIOUSLY BOTHER ME AFTER ELROND LEAVES BY SAYING ‘NOW WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING TO HIM?’ FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE UNTIL THE NEXT SCHEME YOU’LL EVENTUALLY PLAN OUT TO MAKE ME ASK HIM OUT!!!!”
SilverShipBuilder: *FALLS ONTO THE FLOOR LAUGHING* Yep! That’s Ereinion, all right! *LAUGHS*
HighKingFingon: *laughs* So much fun to tease, he is.
SilverShipBuilder: *sombers up* Anyway, so you’ve sent the invitation, and Elrond accepted. What then?
HighKingFingon: Well, then I had asked Ereinion to take Elrond out to the market place, the gardens, and whatnot, as Elrond hasn’t been around for some time, and quite a few things had changed.
SilverShipBuilder: And there you are, in your room, spying on them? *laughs*
HighKingFingon: I’d say that my plan is a sound one, thank you. *sticks tongue out at Cirdan*
SilverShipBuilder: Well, what are they doing now?
HighKingFingon: *looks outside* Hm….they’re in the marketplace. It’s not crowded today, so I can see them clearly enough.
SilverShipBuilder: Haha, good. What are they doing?
HighKingFingon: Eh… Not much. It seems that they’re just browsing.
SilverShipBuilder: Oh.
SilverShipBuilder: Are they getting along well?
HighKingFingon: I can tell that Ereinion is happy, that’s for sure. He seems to be nervous whenever Elrond isn’t looking at him, though.
SilverShipBuilder: Hehe, that’s expected. Ereinion used to do that a lot during the Last Alliance. *sad smile*
HighKingFingon: Let us pray that this time, he WILL finish through.
SilverShipBuilder: Indeed.
HighKingFingon: Ooo… What’s this? *evil grin*
SilverShipBuilder: You tell me. I can’t see them from the ship. *laughs*
HighKingFingon: :P
SilverShipBuilder: I would retaliate, but I have more interest in the events in Lindon’s marketplace than battling with you.
HighKingFingon: And you would lose, too. *grins*
SilverShipBuilder: *sighs in exasperation* Would you just tell me already?
HighKingFingon: Haha, alright. It seems that my son and Elrond have stopped at a booth, and it seems that Elrond is looking at something.
SilverShipBuilder: I am willing to bet my best ship that the booth sells books.
HighKingFingon: You have the right to keep that ship, as it is indeed such a booth.
HighKingFingon: Hmm… It appears that Elrond would like to purchase that one blue covered book that’s on display.
SilverShipBuilder: What is Ereinion doing?
HighKingFingon: I think he just offered to purchase that book for the half-elf! YES!
SilverShipBuilder: *cheers*
HighKingFingon: *watches* Argh… I think Elrond is saying no to his offer.
SilverShipBuilder: Drat…
HighKingFingon: C’mon… Be persuasive…but don’t push too much…
SilverShipBuilder: *crosses fingers*
HighKingFingon: YES! He was able to get Elrond to agree!!
SilverShipBuilder: Yes!
HighKingFingon: Ah… now they’re going to the direction of the garden. I’ll watch them there, but I can’t be at the computer.
SilverShipBuilder: I will hope for the outcome to be favorable.
HighKingFingon: So will I.
HighKingFingon: Farewell, Cirdan.
SilverShipBuilder: Goodbye.
<HighKingFingon has left “Castle Lindon” chatroom.>
<SilverShipBuilder has left “Castle Lindon” chatroom.>
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A/N: Haha, did you think I would leave you hanging like this?
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<PrinceGreenleaf has entered “Lyrical Gardens” chatroom.>
PrinceGreenleaf: ~Who can say ~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~when the roads meet
PrinceGreenleaf: ~That love might be~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~In your heart?~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~And who can say~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~When the day sleeps~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~If the night keeps~
PrinceGreenleaf: ~All your heart?~
<HighKingRadiantStar has entered “Lyrical Gardens” chatroom.>
PrinceGreenleaf: ~Night keeps all your heart.~
HighKingRadiantStar: Legolas~!!
PrinceGreenleaf: Hi Lord Gil Galad!
HighKingRadiantStar: Elrond is here! ^_^
PrinceGreenleaf: He’s in Lindon?
HighKingRadiantStar: Yes, on ambassador business to my father.
HighKingRadiantStar: But father let us have the day off so I could show Elrond around! It was great!! ^_^
PrinceGreenleaf: That’s great!!
HighKingRadiantStar: I showed him around the castle itself, such as the new wing that was added, and then we visited the marketplace.
HighKingRadiantStar: I was even able to buy him a book he wanted from a vendor there. He was so happy when he got it! ^_^
PrinceGreenleaf: Aw, how nice of you to do so!
HighKingRadiantStar: Then we went in the gardens. He really liked that.
PrinceGreenleaf: ^_^
HighKingRadiantStar: And the best part was that I finally asked him if he wanted to go to dinner with me tomorrow!!!! AND HE SAID YES!!! ^o^
PrinceGreenleaf: Yay!!!! You finally asked him out!!! *is happy*
HighKingRadiantStar: But I don’t know if he knows it’s for romantic reasons…. *sighs*
PrinceGreenleaf: Aww…
HighKingRadiantStar: But still, it’s something!!
HighKingRadiantStar: So I refuse to feel downtrodden! ^_^
PrinceGreenleaf: ^_^;
HighKingRadiantStar: Oh, and he gave me that account when he came to Lindon. *flips through it*
PrinceGreenleaf: Well, I hope you two have a great time tomorrow! ^_^
HighKingRadiantStar: *reads* “On October 14, 704th* year of the Third Age, Thranduil gave up drinking. In this, Celeborn made the Mirkwood King take up gardening and learn how to knit.”
HighKingRadiantStar: YOUR FATHER KNITS?!! O.O;
PrinceGreenleaf: Well…more like cross-stitching and embroidery.
HighKingRadiantStar: o.O;
HighKingRadiantStar: *flips back a few pages* “January 3, 403th year of the Third Age. It was discovered that Celeborn does indeed wear a pink apron, complete with laced mittens, while baking.”
HighKingRadiantStar: O.O;
PrinceGreenleaf: Uhm… o.o;
HighKingRadiantStar: *flips another page back* “May 23, 402nd year of the Third Age. Haldir has been around Rivendell again, and was flirting with Glorfindel for a while. He also tried flirting with me, but some mysterious potted plant landed on his head before he got any closer.”
PrinceGreenleaf: Uh oh…
HighKingRadiantStar: >o<** I’M GOING TO KILL HALDIR!!
PrinceGreenleaf: But he got hit by a potted plant! The plant stopped him!
HighKingRadiantStar: Grr… That still doesn’t mean I can’t maim him at least.
PrinceGreenleaf: o.o;
HighKingRadiantStar: *flips farther back* “On August 7, 367th year of the Third Age, Galadriel tried to teach Elladan and Elrohir how to properly intimidate orcs by screaming insults at them while drinking a foul ale.”
HighKingRadiantStar: ……………………
PrinceGreenleaf: O.O;
HighKingRadiantStar: *takes book and places it on a shelf* As it has been written by Elrond, I shall cherish it as a gift.
HighKingRadiantStar: But there’s no way I’m going to open it ever again. o.o;
PrinceGreenleaf: Don’t blame you.
PrinceGreenleaf: Has Elrond spoken to Celebrian yet?
HighKingRadiantStar: Not yet… I just…
PrinceGreenleaf: What is it?
HighKingRadiantStar: …I guess I can trust you with this. But don’t tell anyone else…
PrinceGreenleaf: I swear I won’t tell a soul.
HighKingRadiantStar: Good…
HighKingRadiantStar: ….he doesn’t know about Celebrian being in love with my uncle, Turgon, and he with her.
HighKingRadiantStar: What will happen to him if he finds out? I’m afraid for him. He did love her… He may fall to grief. What will I do if he does? *worried*
PrinceGreenleaf: …If anything, all I can tell you is that you should be there for him when he does find out.
HighKingRadiantStar: Perhaps you’re right…
HighKingRadiantStar: It is getting late, and I must leave.
HighKingRadiantStar: Thank you for listening to my thoughts. I appreciate it greatly.
PrinceGreenleaf: You are welcome, Lord Gil Galad.
HighKingRadiantStar: Gil Galad is just fine, Legolas
PrinceGreenleaf: Okay. ^_^
HighKingRadiantStar: Oh, and one thing…
PrinceGreenleaf: Yes?
HighKingRadiantStar: Do you think you or maybe Elladan and Elrohir could get some pictures of Celeborn in a pink apron and lacy mittens? I believe my father will have a nice laugh over them. *grins evilly*
PrinceGreenleaf: *LAUGHS* I believe he would indeed have a nice laugh!! Haha~!
HighKingRadiantStar: I must go now. Farewell, Legolas.
PrinceGreenleaf: Goodbye, Gil Galad.
<HighKingRadiantStar has left “Lyrical Gardens” chatroom.>
PrinceGreenleaf: Haha, I hope everything turns out okay for Gil Galad and Elrond…
<PrinceGreenleaf has left “Lyrical Gardens” chatroom.>
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…. No. Not proud of it…Not at all…but at least it bridges.
Gah….it’s either seriously lousy or seriously stupid whenever I write romance. *bangs her head against the keyboard*
Anyway….I hope you liked this part… if not….. …..don’t blame you.
The next chapter, sadly, may not come out until after next week. I’m going to college, and I’ll be busy trying to find my classes and adjust to dorm room life. But I will try to update it no later than that.
As for the singing brother of Legolas… I have an identity floating around in my head, I just gotta find a name. *flips through an Elvish baby name book*
Please review? *Chibi Elrond and Chibi Gil Galad give Sad-Puppy-Eyed looks with tears threatening to spill*