Title: LotR Advent
Challenge: Deck the Halls Pt. 15/24
Author: Deathangelgw
Disclaimer: They aren't
mine, but damned if I didn't wish that they were.
Warnings: AU, sap, fluff,
silliness, some angst
Pairings: Thranduil, Legolas
Rating: PG
Summary: Day Fifteen of the
Advent Challenge-> Legolas reminds his father of the joy of the season.
Beta: none since I want to
get this posted right away, so any mistakes are all MINE!
A/N: This is for an Advent
Challenge that I had posted/taken up. Each day will be a different
person/pairing from LotR. I'd like to thank Iniquity for keeping this up and
wish everyone a blessed Christmas! Enjoy! Please review!
A/N2:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh this is so late!! Sorry everyone!!
‘thoughts’
"Ada…come and decorate the
tree with me!" Legolas' voice was cajoling as he sauntered into the study of his
father, smiling sweetly as his father shot him an annoyed look.
(Father)
"I can not at this time, pen
neth. I am busy with these correspondences from Imladris," Thranduil replied
irritably as he waved a sheaf of parchment briefly before gazing at it sourly.
(little one)
"Ada. You know that this is
our favorite time of the year! Are you going to forgo something that has been in
the family tradition since Iauradar?" Legolas demanded good-naturedly as he sat
on the edge of his father's rather large desk, smiling sweetly as he earned a
cocked eyebrow. (grandfather)
"Ion…I must finish these.
You know how important they are," Thranduil answered quietly as he gazed at his
son solemnly. (Son)
"And Ada *you* know how
important it is that you are there with us!" Legolas protested, now becoming
somewhat distressed. Why was his father being so stubborn this year?! He crossed
his arms over his chest and glowered at Thranduil. "I think that Lord Elrond
will quite understand if they are a day late because you were with your
family…with me!"
Thranduil studied his son
silently for a minute, the tension thick between them, but mainly from a
struggle of wills. He sighed and smirked before placing his quill down. "You are
right. Come, let us go and decorate," he murmured as he stood, smiling warmly as
Legolas laughed and bounced to his feet eagerly, lacing his strong arm through
his father's possessively and all but dragged the forest king from the stifling
study. Thranduil laughed and tempered his son's enthusiasm, but felt his own
heart warming and becoming excited. Indeed, this was their favorite time of the
year. Every year they would decorate the halls of the castle for the Winter
Solstice and Yule, making it into a celebration in and of itself with singing,
dancing, wonderful food, and merry making while they decorated. And in the midst
of it all was the King and his son.
As they entered the hall,
cheers rang up from the gathered Tawarwaith as they awaited their King and
Prince for the decorating. As soon as they came in, the music began and laughter
as well as cheerful conversation filled the room while the decorations were
brought out along with the food and drink. Legolas immediately grabbed the box
that he and his father always emptied and began sifting through it before taking
out some of the garland. He went to the largest tree and climbed up the ladder
to start wrapping the garland around it. (Forest Elves)
Thranduil watched his son
and then his subjects with a fond smile before he too took up some of the
garland and went to help his son. The hours passed swiftly and soon the halls
were glowing with decorations and filled with laughter. Thranduil sat with
Legolas and his other children around the fire, regaling them with tales of old
before they all sat down for the feast that had been set up. As Thranduil
followed his children to the table, he was grateful to have this joy to push
away the darkness. As long as they had each other, nothing could harm their
spirits.
~Fin
