House and Home Series
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
4,318
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Dinner Conversation
Title: House and Home~Dinner Conversation
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . Read my stories in an easy format at this archive: http://swoon.dreamelf.com/viewuser.php?uid=42 . Read all of my Erestor/Glorfindel only stories here: http://ressandfin.queencheetah.com/viewuser.php?uid=23 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Pairings: Implied Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: Dinner with the family. Follows “House and Home~Home Coming”. Elven ages of 12 and 10 translate to human ages of 7 and 6.
Erestor smiled as his children and his husband settled around the dinner table. His two eldest children, both daughters of twelve and ten respectively were in the process of tormenting each other, obviously a carry over from before he had arrived home for the evening.
“Aaadaaa, she’s picking on meeee!” whined Aiwë, his second oldest.
“Darling be quiet and eat your dinner,” said Glorfindel as he spooned out steamed and buttered peas to his family. Erestor chuckled and started doling out the roast.
“OW!” yelled Pearl, the oldest. “ADA SHE KICKED ME!”
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
Erestor put down his cutlery and said with the patience of a saint, “Both of you will mind your manners at the dinner table, or you will both go to bed early.”
Silence reigned for a moment before Pearl asked very sweetly and primly, “Ada, may I please throw my peas at Aiwë?”
Glorfindel glared at his daughter while Erestor stifled a snort. Glorfindel flipped his head to glare at Erestor instead. Erestor shrugged and said, “Well, she did ask politely.”
Aiwë = Small bird.
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Author: Lynsey
Websites: Read updates and much more first at my livejournal: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/ . Read my stories in an easy format at this archive: http://swoon.dreamelf.com/viewuser.php?uid=42 . Read all of my Erestor/Glorfindel only stories here: http://ressandfin.queencheetah.com/viewuser.php?uid=23 . **To join my mailing list go to: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Fiction_by_Lynsey/ and join the group
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Drabble
Pairings: Implied Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Do not sue, all I got are college loans, and this isn’t helping to pay them off.
Summary: Dinner with the family. Follows “House and Home~Home Coming”. Elven ages of 12 and 10 translate to human ages of 7 and 6.
Erestor smiled as his children and his husband settled around the dinner table. His two eldest children, both daughters of twelve and ten respectively were in the process of tormenting each other, obviously a carry over from before he had arrived home for the evening.
“Aaadaaa, she’s picking on meeee!” whined Aiwë, his second oldest.
“Darling be quiet and eat your dinner,” said Glorfindel as he spooned out steamed and buttered peas to his family. Erestor chuckled and started doling out the roast.
“OW!” yelled Pearl, the oldest. “ADA SHE KICKED ME!”
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
Erestor put down his cutlery and said with the patience of a saint, “Both of you will mind your manners at the dinner table, or you will both go to bed early.”
Silence reigned for a moment before Pearl asked very sweetly and primly, “Ada, may I please throw my peas at Aiwë?”
Glorfindel glared at his daughter while Erestor stifled a snort. Glorfindel flipped his head to glare at Erestor instead. Erestor shrugged and said, “Well, she did ask politely.”
Aiwë = Small bird.