It's Complicated.

[forging_gold]

_{WARNING: LONG.}

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Elros: *elaborate toy battle in the living room*

Maglor: *amused, scribbling some notes on a few sheets of music*

Elros: Oh no! The hippo is working with the terror bird now! How could this happen!

Maglor: Oh dear. Good thing a unicorn is worth ten hippos.

Elros: It is? *waves the unicorn* Hahaha! I can fight you off!

Maglor: Did you enjoy your afternoon with uncle Maedhros yesterday?

Elros: *holds up the elephant* Can't we have peace!?
Elros: Huh? Oh yeah.
Elros: Uncle Maedhros is nice.

Maglor: *nods*

Elros: He's kinda weird. Did making his hand come back do somethign to him?

Maglor: *amused at the irony* Well... *decides it's too complicated to explain* Essentially, yes.

Elros: 'Cause he doesn't seem to remember me that well. *sounds hurt*

Maglor: *knew this would be an issue; speaking gently and carefully* Sometimes...things happen to us that make us forget what we used to know. It is not your uncle's fault.

Elros: Where's Elrond?

Maglor: *sighs* I don't know.

Elros: *abandons his toys to climb up on Maglor*

Maglor: *sets his papers aside* Hello, little one.

Elros: *hugs Maglor's chest, misses his twin*

Maglor: *strokes his back* I know.

Elros: Did something happen to him?
Elros: Like my real parents?

Maglor: No... No, nothing like that.

Elros: *curious look up at Maglor, Maglor knows everything*

Maglor: He...is probably going to show up any day!

Elros: Really!

Maglor: I'm not promising anything!

Elros: *convinced Elrond will be there the NEXT DAY now*

Maglor: *feels sorry for the kid*

Elros: I can't wait to show him my new toys!

Maglor: *hopes for Elros's sake Elrond does appear*

Elros: *settles down in Maglor's lap and details what he's gonna do when Elrond shows up right away*

Maglor: *listens idly*

Elros: And I'll clean my room today for tomorrow.

Maglor: *chuckles* Oh really?

Elros: Yeah!

Maglor: *kisses the top of his head*

Elros: Elrond'll love it!

Maglor: Of that I have no doubt.

Elros: Will he come in the morning or the night?

Maglor: I don't know.

Elros: I hope it's in the afternoon so I can make sure everything's right!

Maglor: *soft chuckle; still, fears he will be sorely disappointed*

Elros: *SO EXCITED*
Elros: *more plans! A billion plans!*

Maglor: >.>

Elros: It'll be so much fun.

Maglor: Elros...

Elros: Yes, Ada? *sweetest little Elros smile!*

Maglor: What if Elrond does not appear tomorrow?

Elros: But he will!

Maglor: You don't know that. I don't know that.

Elros: But you said...

Maglor: *pets* I said maybe. I can't promise. If I could... I would. But it's not up to me.

Elros: o.o *face crumples*

Maglor: I'm sorry, darling. *hugs* But we can still hope for him to come.

Elros: *cries*

Maglor: *sighs and rocks*

Elros: *wears himself out and just lays against Maglor*

Maglor: *keeps petting quietly*

Elros: I don't wanna be without Elrond.

Maglor: I know. *kisses* I know.

Elros: *sniffs and hides his face against Maglor's shirt*

Maglor: *cuddles, sad for him*

Turgon: *knocks*

Maglor: *mentally groans*

Elros: o.o *gets off Maglor and tries to look like a tough little elf*

Maglor: *small smile* Go wash your face, there's a good lad.

Elros: *darts off*

Turgon: *waiting at the door with Idril3 and a box of blocks*

Maglor: *straightens his clothes and goes to answer the door*

Turgon: Hi!

Maglor: Hello, Turgon. And my little buddy! *reaches to ruffle Idril3's fur*

Idril3: *ecstasy*

Maglor: Come in.

Turgon: We need to talk.

Maglor: *somewhat taken aback by the straight-to-the-point statement* Sure.

Turgon: *steps inside* Where's my grandson?

Maglor: Great-grandson. *ahem* He'll be along any moment.

Turgon: Do you object to me telling him?

Maglor: I... *pauses* I hadn't thought about it.

Turgon: Well, you are his 'ada'.

Maglor: I did tell him, the first time around. But that was different. I suppose he was older, or doesn't remember, or hasn't put two and two together if I have told him before he appeared here...

Turgon: He doesn't seem big on listening.

Maglor: *grins a bit* No. That was more his brother's forte.

Turgon: *tactfully as he can* I do want to know my great-grandson.

Maglor: *nods* Of course. I don't object to that.

Turgon: And about us...

Maglor: *carefully* What about us?

Elros: *comes out* O.O MY BLOCKS!

Turgon: *turns quickly to his great-grandson* Yes! I brought you some. *crouches down to present them*

Elros: *excited and digging through it immediately*

Idril3: *bark!*

Elros: o.o What is this?

Maglor: *glad Elros seems happier*
Maglor: That's...*cringes inwardly* Idril3. Turgon's puppy. You can call him Alfie.

Turgon: Call him Idril3.

Elros: *face of confusion!* My gramma is named Idril, I think.

Turgon: It's a good name.

Elros: *cautiously pets the creature going hurf hurf*

Idril3: *loves on Elros*

Elros: *cheers*

Maglor: Yes, she is, Elros. Very good.

Elros: *beams and plays with the dog*

Maglor: ...Do you remember your great-grandfather's name? Your grandmother Idril's father? *since Elros brought it up*

Elros: Huh? No. *on his back with Idril3 licking his face*

Maglor: *helpless shrug*

Elros: His face is all squishy!

Maglor: *laughs* Yes it is.

Elros: What kind of dog are you!

Turgon: I'm not sure.

Maglor: Humans call them 'pugs'.

Elros: Puggggg.

Turgon: *sits to play blocks with Elros*

Maglor: *knew he'd enjoy that word*

Elros: *telling Turgon all about Elrond*

Maglor: *wistful look*

Turgon: Wow, you guys sound like you have a lot of fun where you live.

Elros: Ada and Uncle Maedhros are great!

Maglor: *wry smile*

Elros: Even when Ada makes us go to bed early.

Maglor: Oh really.

Elros: So early.
Elros: Before the sun's even down!

Turgon: I knew he was wicked.

Maglor: *eyeroll*

Turgon: So mean to little elflings. *grins up at Maglor*

Maglor: Oh yes, cruel.

Elros: *sets his blocks aside and goes to grab his unicorn to show Turgon*

Turgon: Ah, I was wondering if you could come see me while he's being babysat, Maglor.

Maglor: *arches an eyebrow* Sure. Why?

Turgon: Well, I can't go all red and run away while a child can witness, can I?

Maglor: *smirks a little* Then maybe this is a preferable scenario.

Turgon: “Sometimes, Elros, your great grandfather likes to kiss your Ada…”

Maglor: Alright, alright, I see your point.

Turgon: “Sometimes, he likes to get really close to your Ada and—“

Elros: I brought the hippo too!

Turgon: Very good.

Maglor: I'll see if Ar will watch both for awhile.

Turgon: I'm sure she would.

Elros: She's the one who has the kid I can play with, right?

Maglor: That's right!

Elros: Yes!

Maglor: Anyway, I'll arrange it with her.

Turgon: Good man. *plays with Elros*

Elros: *tries to get Maglor to join in*

Maglor: *oh alright*

Elros: *climbs into his lap and has the hippo chew on Maglor's face* It's an elf eating hippo now.

Maglor: Augh! Where's that unicorn?

Turgon: It's trapped in the dungeon, I think.

Elros: The unicorn was bad. *big eyes up at Maglor*

Maglor: Oh dear... I suppose the hippo is bound to win...

Elros: Yes. It is very sad, but sometimes hippos win.

Maglor: *ruffles his hair* You're a rascal.

Elros: *so pleased with himself*

Turgon: *doing the 'oh god so sexy when he parents' face at Maglor*

Maglor: *raises his eyebrows questioningly*

Turgon: *blank look!*

Maglor: *well. they'll talk later, he supposes*