Where's Mine? by Erynlinia

Where’s Mine?
Characters: Glorfindel/Erestor
Rating: G
Disclaimer:  The recognizable characters are not mine. They belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. No disrespect is intended and no profit is being made.
Warnings: M/M, slash
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine!
Summary: Just a good old water balloon fight


Giggles and shrieks rent the air as Glorfindel peeked through the hedges. He smiled as he watched Rían and the twins threw water bladders at each other. They had ‘appropriated’ sausage casings from the kitchen and had fashioned a basket full of these water-filled bombs.

All three were soaking wet as they dodged and pitched the watery missiles at each other. Elladan gasped as Rían nailed him in the back of the head with one and Elrohir broke out into hysterical laughing.

It was good to see Rían having fun, the seneschal thought. She had mourned her parents long enough and it was time to enjoy being an elfling again.

“Glorfindel!” Rían shouted when she noticed him. Her smile faded when a water bomb landed on her shoulder, splattering in her face.

“You cannot be on her side!” Elladan pouted. “It would not be fair!”

“I only came to watch, it looks like great fun!” grinned the blonde warrior.

Elladan reared back to pitch one at Glorfindel but over threw it! They watched as it went over the hedges and could here it splat on something.

“Warg’s balls!!!”

The elflings dropped their water bombs, their eyes big with distress.

“That sounded like your uncle,” Elladan whispered.

“You are so going to get a spanking,” Elrohir gasped.

“Yeah,” Rían added, hoping to really scare her friend. “And his spankings are so bad, your bottom will hurt for weeks!”

 Glorfindel eyed the children, especially Rían who was smiling all too innocently. Suddenly, Erestor came into view only to be hit with another water bomb. He gasped in shock, his shirt cold, wet and sticking to his skin!

 He was ready to break loose a tirade on the elflings when he saw Glorfindel. He was holding another water bomb, casually tossing it up in the air and catching it.

 “So….when do I get *my* spanking?” he asked cheekily.



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