Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: Thranduil, Erestor
Prompt: #14 Green
Word Count: 321
Summary: Formal Robes
Author’s Notes: Erestor (8), Thranduil (10)
” But its green,” Thranduil whined for the third time in as many minutes.
“You are prince of Greenwood of course its green,” the tailor pointed out.
“But its GREEN.”
“Thran shut up or we’ll never go play,” Erestor snapped and the prince stared at his friend.
“If I hear the word green out of your mouth one more time I will do violence against your person.”
“I’ll tell Ada,” Thranduil said.
“He likes me,” Erestor pointed out. “He will say you deserved it.”
Thranduil frowned, Erestor had a point that had been in fact what happened when he had been shoved in a mud puddle by Erestor after splashing him with a little mud and laughing at his friend. Erestor ended up with a streak of mud on his leg and Thranduil was covered nearly head to toe and His father had simply shook his head and asked what he had done to deserve it.
“That’s not fair.”
“Stop whining, its not like you have to wear it everyday, besides plenty of your stuff is green.”
“That was when I was little and couldn’t tell ada it was ugly.”
“Well then when you are king you can change the color to orange for all I care,” Erestor said the kite in his hand a blinding shade off orange so it would not get lost if it ended up in a tree.
“I won’t be king until I’m an adult, and Ada doesn’t want to anymore.”
“Well then you will be wearing green.”
“I bet you wouldn’t act this way if you had to wear it,” Thranduil said and Erestor rolled his eyes.
“I like green,” Erestor pointed out and Thranduil sighed.
“All done,” the tailor said finally done with the picky prince and planning to get a remedy for a headache.
“Good,” Thranduil said pulling off the robes and slipping back into his blue tunic as Erestor shook his head.