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FIC: Drabble: Bilbo's Magic Ring (lotr)
Mar. 7th, 2010 05:33 pmTitle: Bilbo’s Magic Ring
Fandom: LOTR
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 250 Word Double and a half drabble!
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sally_daer, who asked for Elladan and Thranduil.
Summary: Elladan has a question for Thranduil
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BILBO’S MAGIC RINGS
Thranduil had never met Elrond’s sons, either of them, but he was about to whether he wanted to or not. Elladan, the eldest, was here to talk about that business with the hobbit, Bilbo Baggins.
Thranduil had suspicions about how the little fellow had helped that bunch of dwarves to escape but he was not about to say a word until he knew what the Half-elf’s son wanted.
“Welcome to the Greenwood, Elladan of Imladris.” My, the boy was handsome. He certainly did not favor his human ancestors.
“I have come on behalf of my father to inquire about one Bilbo Baggins of the Shire.”
“What of him? He is named elf-friend by me for his deeds in the downfall of Smaug the dragon.”
Elladan said nothing for a bit then he looked Thranduil in the eye. “How did he come to help the dwarves escape your dungeon? Was he aided by magic?”
Thranduil snorted. “Certainly not! He was just so small that he could get into tight places and get out of them as well. Is that why you came all this way?”
“Indeed, Sire.”
“Since your question was answered so quickly, you have time to join us for dinner.”
Elladan nodded. He had his answer. Bilbo had the One Ring. His father suspected as much when he’d heard the tale. He could tell Elrond that their worst fear was about to come to life once again.
The One Ring of Power was awake and searching for its Master.
~end~
Fandom: LOTR
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 250 Word Double and a half drabble!
Note: For
sally_daer, who asked for Elladan and Thranduil. Summary: Elladan has a question for Thranduil
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BILBO’S MAGIC RINGS
Thranduil had never met Elrond’s sons, either of them, but he was about to whether he wanted to or not. Elladan, the eldest, was here to talk about that business with the hobbit, Bilbo Baggins.
Thranduil had suspicions about how the little fellow had helped that bunch of dwarves to escape but he was not about to say a word until he knew what the Half-elf’s son wanted.
“Welcome to the Greenwood, Elladan of Imladris.” My, the boy was handsome. He certainly did not favor his human ancestors.
“I have come on behalf of my father to inquire about one Bilbo Baggins of the Shire.”
“What of him? He is named elf-friend by me for his deeds in the downfall of Smaug the dragon.”
Elladan said nothing for a bit then he looked Thranduil in the eye. “How did he come to help the dwarves escape your dungeon? Was he aided by magic?”
Thranduil snorted. “Certainly not! He was just so small that he could get into tight places and get out of them as well. Is that why you came all this way?”
“Indeed, Sire.”
“Since your question was answered so quickly, you have time to join us for dinner.”
Elladan nodded. He had his answer. Bilbo had the One Ring. His father suspected as much when he’d heard the tale. He could tell Elrond that their worst fear was about to come to life once again.
The One Ring of Power was awake and searching for its Master.
~end~