WHERE's MY ERUFUCKING SWORD?!?!?!?!

*twitch*

I have a son. :o

*figures he should let his mother and The Asshole know about Aredhel*

*sends a servant over to ask someone to come to the House of the Golden Flower*

*isn't going to leave Anarion on his own*

*finds this protective instinct very strange indeed*

:D

<3

*likes having another brother*

*especially one who attracts the wrath of Fingolfin*

*who is no longer any relation, by the way* >:|

*decides to call around to the House of Fingolfin to tell his Nana about Elenwë maybe possibly being pregnant* :D :D :D

*has Glamdring and will not hesitate to use it on his so-called father*

*takes in what Elenwë says*

*goes to the House of Fingon/Maedhros to apologise*

*doesn't want sex to be witheld*

*has Idril back*

*doesn't have Glamdring back*

*doesn't appear to have an older brother anymore*

Well, one outta three ain't bad.

Sorry to Ada's mun for use of the word "ain't". Don't kill me. You're very pretty, really, and lovely and stuff.

*isn't upset by this*

*not at all*

*nope*

*is rocking himself backwards and forwards post the encounter from HELL with Mummykins*

*roots around in his cupboard for his childhood comfort blanky*

*can't find it*

*does however find Fingon's old journal*

*curls up on his bed clutching Glamdring and having a good laugh*