Going Home (to a place we’ve never been before.) Chapter Twelve; Tell Me The Rules.

[curiouswombat]

Still managing a chapter a month. 😁😁

You may remember that the last chapter ended on something of a cliff-hanger; now to find out if the twins are hanging on with their finger-nails or taking the plunge!

Chapter Twelve; Tell Me The Rules.
2,500 words.
Rated 15 as usual. Disclaimers as given previously.

Comments

[epiphyta]

there was a long moment during which the two of them simply looked at each other

Talk fast, boys.

it seems as if I come out of this as a winner even though I add no coins to the wager. I approve!

and then . . .

“Next time I think we could use a different wager - I will do my utmost to make each of you fly as many times as I can and whoever cries for mercy first owes me the ten gold pieces.”

If they were brave enough to confer in the moment, the thought would have been "What just happened?" *g*

Both rather skirted around the possibility that, if overhearing their silent conversations was unique to Naltatamë, she might be even more than ‘the most interesting new elleth’.

Galadriel loves her grandsons, she really does, but there must be moments when she considers sharpening their pointy little heads and using them as pencils.

Tindómë, and the seamstress, pointed out that these would probably not be in exactly the style currently favoured by the Noldorin court

[curiouswombat]

Poor lads - they have found not only surfing and beach volleyball, but another whole new ball game as well!

If they were brave enough to confer in the moment, the thought would have been "What just happened?" *g*Oh absolutely

[engarian]

I love this - the mystery, in essence, deepens. LOL

- Erulisse (one L)

[curiouswombat]

:) And now their grandmother is going to insist they leave everything that's happening here and go to see her parents!