*because it's been /way/ too long since we had a party.*

[whitetreehugger]

*enters and looks around, a tad nervously

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[_one_white_tree]

What do you mean I'm not here?

*grins*

[whitetreehugger]

*blinks* Father! * - runs over and hugs him, all dignity forgotten* Forgive me! I hadn't seen you in so long, I thought you had left...

[_one_white_tree]

*hugs back, grinning*

Well, I was a way for a few months. I don't mind a celebration. Why should I mind?

[whitetreehugger]

*blushes slightly* I didn't think you would. I thought it would be in your spirit. ... oh dear, that sounds as though you were dead! I am glad that you're not...

[_one_white_tree]

I may as well have been dead. I feel quite alive right now.

I didn't mean to worry you, son.

*grins more*

[whitetreehugger]

*sighs* Well, I'm quite used to that by now, eh?

*can't help but grin too, though, eventually*

[_one_white_tree]

Why are you so used to worry?

*studies*

[whitetreehugger]

*blinks* - well, it's been a worrisome life, hasn't it?

[_one_white_tree]

Even here?

[whitetreehugger]

Well, not here, not really. I've been around far too little for that...

[_one_white_tree]

We really need to talk, I think. What went wrong?

[whitetreehugger]

Back home? Oh, lots of things. Here... I just didn't get out much. The typist is obsessed with the mad elf, you know. There wasn't much to do this long winter, anyway...

[_one_white_tree]

You could tell me these things. I'm not all-knowing like Eru.

So you just lazed the winter through? I did, too, mostly.

[whitetreehugger]

I'm not sure you'd really want to know them... *embarassed look*

Yes, I suppose you could say so.

[_one_white_tree]

Maybe not, but it's better than secrets... isn't it?

[whitetreehugger]

*sighs* Well, I suppose you could always check the history books, anyway. ... what do you want to know, then?