Here's the fanfic you asked about
Steve Om: Do you remember?
OFC I REMEMBAH PRETTY JAMIE OFC OFC, MY PRECIOUS JAMIE
S: Of course you do.
Mamma har nu fått en surfplatta från jobbet. Yay ^U^
Fast hon vakar över den som en hök. Man kan inte snudda vid (inte ens nämna) den utan att hennes blick etsar sig fast i dig. Okej, jag blev lite dramatisk där... Hehe
Middle earth, Lothlorien, Gadriels dining hall.
"Would the prince like some dessert?" Asked the elf woman who had brought the first dishes.
Legolas got an eager look in his little face. "Yes, please." He said and brought to the table were bowls of fruit and jars of wine and ice with cream and much, much more. One thing caught Legolas' interest. It was a dark brown thing. Yes Legolas did not know what to call it because it was not a fluid but neither did it look solid. The thing seemed to shiver a little bit when it was put down on the table.
Legolas looked at it with curiosity and wonder. Then he took a spoon and put some of it on his plate. The substance seemed slimy and as Legolas gazed over at the adults he saw that nobody else had chosen it. He started to wonder if it was even edible when Galadriel said:
"Oh, so you have decided to taste the chocolate pudding. It is very good, I can asure you. It was brought here especially for you." All of the adults now turned their heads to look at Legolas. With all eyes fixed on him, he picked up a spoon of the pudding and ate it. The sensation of taste was overwelming but so good.
"It is the sweetest and lovliest thing I have ever tasted." He said and a jingleling sound filled the air when the elves giggled at the little boys enthusiasm. But as Legolas went for the next spoon of chocolate pudding he dropped it and the pudding splattered out on the table and on his shirt. The giggle burst out into laughter and Legolas blushed.
"I'm sorry." He said as he gazed at his father, expecting him to be mad. But Thranduil only laughed and told him not to worry.
"I'm sure they have something that fits you here." He said and patted his son on the head.
Och det är därför de alltid har kläder i Legolas storlek undanlagt åt honom i Lothlorien.
Jag och Sara diskuterade hur Legolas helt plötsligt fick tag på nya kläder när han var i Lothlorien. Vi kom då fram till att det var för att han skulle kunna byta om ifall han spillde pudding på de hn hade på sig (hur chokladpuddingen kom in i bilden minns jag inte). Så nu när jag gjorde det här inlägget fick jag lust att skriva ner en liten fanfic om det. Jag har inte varit så noga med stavning men det får ni ursäkta mig för, jag är trött.
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