A small Sansukh-verse drabble for you (featuring Gimris, Thranduil, Frerinith, and Mumblebee the stuffed bumblebee).

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Thranduil looked down from his conversation with his son-in-law’s sister at the insistent tugging on his robes. The small child doing the tugging let go of his clothing and lifted the arm that wasn’t clutching a bumblebee toy to himself in the air. Obviously he wasn’t tall enough to climb on to the couch on his own.

“Uppy!” demanded the tiny dark-skinned child (whose name might start with an F? Or was the middle one the F-child?).

The lady Gimris sighed. “Where are your clothes, Frerin?”

Thranduil carefully noted that this child – who was garbed only in some sort of loosely-fitting undergarment – was, in fact, Frerin.

Frerin grinned. “Gone!”

Gimris scowled. “Did you drop your clothes in the toilet again?”

“Not telling!” Turning back to Thranduil, he insisted again, “Up!”

Gimris turned back to Thranduil. “You don’t have to take him if you don’t want to.”

“It’s quite alright, my lady,” said Thranduil. “I find children … refreshing.”

Giving him a look that might under less charitable circumstances be considered suspicious, Gimris stood up. “If you say so, King Thranduil. If you’ll excuse me, I should see if I can find this one’s clothes.”

“Of course.”

“Bye-bye, Auntie!”

Having some experience with recalcitrant children, Thranduil set aside his wineglass and settled the child on his lap, a process which was spoiled by Frerin’s immediate turning around to look at his impromptu seat.

“Mista elfy king?”

Thranduil looked down to see the child clutching his stuffed toy in one hand and a fistful of his robes in the other.  Joy.

“Yes, child?”

“You like honey candiesh?”

Where was the child going with this?

“I am somewhat fond of them, but I must admi-” His speech was cut off by a small fist unceremoniously shoving a rather sticky candy into his mouth.

Blinking, Thranduil decided that he would rather not think too hard about the provenance of the candy.

“My thanks, child.”


OH K OH MY GOD I JUST LET OUT AN ALMIGHTY

“AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!”

suck it up (literally), Thranduil. XD heheheheheh! Thank you so much, wonderfullest Kailthia! *hugs*

Frerinith is really into tea parties. He has tea parties at daycare and tea parties at home. His family members have tea parties all the time – picture Dwalin shoved into a tiny toddler chair with Frerinith, Wee Thorin, and Mumblebee the Bumblebee as table companions, drinking imaginary tea out of the lovely child-sized (and -proof) tea set Dori gave Frerinith for his birthday. (Dain has totally done a few, and loves it). Thorin is laughing his head off.

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Dwalin would be the best at a child’s tea party, though. He would. He’d be determinedly solemnly committed to the whole thing, drinking the tea and clinking the cups and everything.

(he gets the faint feeling that someone is laughing at him – but damn it, his little pebble wants him to take the “cake and bishcits!” and how can anyone say no to that little face???)

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Frerinith with Mumblebee the Bumblebee

Blame kailthia for bringing up this cute headcanon, and determamfidd for creating so many adorable characters to draw GDI. (One day I may just try to draw them all…)

*SQUEALING*

Oh MY GODDDDD POP HE IS ADORABLEEEEE

he is so sos ossososososoCUTE

mumblebee and Frerinith! mndbfamsdnalm HIS ITTY FACE, HIS CHUBBY LIL TODDLER ARMS, HIS AMAZING HAIR AND HIS CHEEKY LIL SMILE

ohgod I love him he is perfect he is so so so so CUTE thank you so much POP YOU ARE A JOY AND A TREASURE THANK YOU