LotR christmas drabble
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meretriculaI wrote this for sylvie_the_elf, but I figure she probably won't mind if I share it. also this is the only non-academic writing I've done in months, so...
Holiday Spirits
"On the fifth day of Yuletide, my true - "
"If you do not stop singing that wretched song, Glorfindel, I can assure you that you will not live to see the first day of Yuletide, let alone the twelfth."
"Erestor, you are a horrible killjoy. Where is your holiday spirit? 'Tis the season and all that." Glorfindel beamed over the rim of his half-empty wine-glass.
"My holiday spirit, you say?" Erestor set down his quill and put aside his parchment with terrifying precision, rose and stepped directly into Glorfindel's personal space, towering over his seated companion as the diminutive elf rarely could. "Let us consider the matter of holiday spirits. The holiday spirits you hold in your hand were purchased by - who was it again? Oh yes, me. From Thranduil, who grows more unpleasant in direct proportion to the general rejoicing of the populace. And those holiday spirits will be served at a party tonight organized by - let us think. Might it have been me once again? Which organization has consumed my every waking moment, and many that I would have preferred to spend sleeping, for nigh on a month. And this party will be tidied up after, in the wee hours of the morning, by... goodness, could it be me? Why yes, I suppose it could! Because our noble Lord Elrond has seen fit to give our entire staff a holiday, so that they may celebrate with their families. And so, my darling Glorfindel," he continued, voice dripping with sarcastic menace, "would you tell me, if you please, where exactly I might have misplaced my holiday spirit, for by all Valar great and small, I have no idea!"
Glorfindel considered this for a moment, then rose to his feet and swung Erestor up into his arms. Erestor immediately began to splutter, "Glorfindel! You overgrown goblin, put me down! Where are you taking me?!"
"To bed," Glorfindel replied serenely. "Where else would we look for your holiday spirit?"
sylvie_the_elf, but I figure she probably won't mind if I share it. also this is the only non-academic writing I've done in months, so... Holiday Spirits
"On the fifth day of Yuletide, my true - "
"If you do not stop singing that wretched song, Glorfindel, I can assure you that you will not live to see the first day of Yuletide, let alone the twelfth."
"Erestor, you are a horrible killjoy. Where is your holiday spirit? 'Tis the season and all that." Glorfindel beamed over the rim of his half-empty wine-glass.
"My holiday spirit, you say?" Erestor set down his quill and put aside his parchment with terrifying precision, rose and stepped directly into Glorfindel's personal space, towering over his seated companion as the diminutive elf rarely could. "Let us consider the matter of holiday spirits. The holiday spirits you hold in your hand were purchased by - who was it again? Oh yes, me. From Thranduil, who grows more unpleasant in direct proportion to the general rejoicing of the populace. And those holiday spirits will be served at a party tonight organized by - let us think. Might it have been me once again? Which organization has consumed my every waking moment, and many that I would have preferred to spend sleeping, for nigh on a month. And this party will be tidied up after, in the wee hours of the morning, by... goodness, could it be me? Why yes, I suppose it could! Because our noble Lord Elrond has seen fit to give our entire staff a holiday, so that they may celebrate with their families. And so, my darling Glorfindel," he continued, voice dripping with sarcastic menace, "would you tell me, if you please, where exactly I might have misplaced my holiday spirit, for by all Valar great and small, I have no idea!"
Glorfindel considered this for a moment, then rose to his feet and swung Erestor up into his arms. Erestor immediately began to splutter, "Glorfindel! You overgrown goblin, put me down! Where are you taking me?!"
"To bed," Glorfindel replied serenely. "Where else would we look for your holiday spirit?"
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Date: 2008-01-13 10:54 pm (UTC)Hugs Binky x x x
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Date: 2008-01-13 11:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-14 07:51 pm (UTC)Good luck with exams and papers!
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Date: 2008-01-14 08:57 pm (UTC)and same to you! I'm all done with the papers, it's just the exams that remain to ruin my life. ugh, why did we decide to go to an academically-rigorous school?
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Date: 2008-01-15 03:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-15 05:09 am (UTC)waay to go
Date: 2010-01-14 03:01 am (UTC)Re: waay to go
Date: 2010-01-14 03:04 am (UTC)