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grundyscribbling) wrote2019-08-05 11:10 pm
grundyscribbling) wrote2019-08-05 11:10 pm
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Fic A Day, Day 5 - Fantastic Beasts (and Where To Find Them)
Title*: Fantastic Beasts (and Where To Find Them)
Rating: FR7
Crossover: LotR/Silmarillion
Summary: Some of Tindomiel's relatives are having a hard time knowing when she's joking about California...
Word Count: 525
Note: Long day, it's late, and I had to fight with LJ to boot because apparently I don't remember my password. That was too my password, LJ, you baboon's backside. So it's short inconsequential fluff, I'm afraid. I'll do better tomorrow.
Arakano looked from his younger brother to Turukano’s great-great-granddaughter. (He was still having trouble with that concept as it was, to the point that he was considering asking if he could just go with ‘cousin’ also. Tinwë was right, it saved time and bother. It also was easier on his poor newly returned brain.)
His little brother looked on the verge of laughter, which didn’t help convince him that any of what he’d just heard was serious. He was still trying to wrap his head around the bewildering idea that Tindomiel, her older sister Anariel, and mother Celebrían (who was Artanis’ daughter) had all lived in a world that was not part of Arda. It sounded impossible, but he’s been assured several times and by people who wouldn’t play jokes that California was indeed real.
California was the cause of his current predicament.
It had started out normally. In addition to all the other things he had to catch up on, having died almost immediately on reaching Beleriand, he was curious about the animals. His father had laughed and assured him there were any number of them, and directed him to the library, where he found to his shock there was a whole section devoted to the subject, organized by geography and time period.
He’d still been marveling at that when Tindomiel and Anairon happened across him. (Them in the library wasn’t necessarily suspicious, but he still had made a mental note to mention it to his parents. Apparently the last time the two of them researched anything unsupervised had caused quite the uproar and resulted in both of them being grounded. He needed to worm that story out of his brother.)
They’d asked what he was reading about, so he’d told them, with much marveling about the great variety of animals he’d missed out on seeing. That was when he’d made the mistake of asking Tindomiel about animals in California.
She’d brightened at once and started telling him about remarkable birds, varieties of sea creature, and a large cat called a cougar. (Or was it a mountain lion? He was a bit confused on that point. Maybe there were two different varieties?)
Then Anairon had brought up the ‘platypus’.
Things had gotten rather unbelievable from there. He’s almost sure Tindomiel made it up – or if she didn’t, his brother had and she was going along with the joke.
Both of them were getting rather indignant that he didn’t believe them.
He liked having a little brother – it made a nice change from being the youngest son and one of the youngest of all the cousins – but there are times he’s tempted to march back to Mandos and drag Finno out to deal with this. If Tindomiel could do it, so could he!
Arakano sighed.
“Let’s say I agree for the moment that platypuses are real-”
“Which they are,” Tindomiel interjected, sounding rather cranky about it.
“What other animals are found in this ‘Australia’ region?”
“Wombats,” Tindomiel announced with a wicked grin. “They look fairly ordinary, but they’re the only animal with cubic poo.”
Arakano sighed. He knew she was having him on now.
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Rating: FR7
Crossover: LotR/Silmarillion
Summary: Some of Tindomiel's relatives are having a hard time knowing when she's joking about California...
Word Count: 525
Note: Long day, it's late, and I had to fight with LJ to boot because apparently I don't remember my password. That was too my password, LJ, you baboon's backside. So it's short inconsequential fluff, I'm afraid. I'll do better tomorrow.
Arakano looked from his younger brother to Turukano’s great-great-granddaughter. (He was still having trouble with that concept as it was, to the point that he was considering asking if he could just go with ‘cousin’ also. Tinwë was right, it saved time and bother. It also was easier on his poor newly returned brain.)
His little brother looked on the verge of laughter, which didn’t help convince him that any of what he’d just heard was serious. He was still trying to wrap his head around the bewildering idea that Tindomiel, her older sister Anariel, and mother Celebrían (who was Artanis’ daughter) had all lived in a world that was not part of Arda. It sounded impossible, but he’s been assured several times and by people who wouldn’t play jokes that California was indeed real.
California was the cause of his current predicament.
It had started out normally. In addition to all the other things he had to catch up on, having died almost immediately on reaching Beleriand, he was curious about the animals. His father had laughed and assured him there were any number of them, and directed him to the library, where he found to his shock there was a whole section devoted to the subject, organized by geography and time period.
He’d still been marveling at that when Tindomiel and Anairon happened across him. (Them in the library wasn’t necessarily suspicious, but he still had made a mental note to mention it to his parents. Apparently the last time the two of them researched anything unsupervised had caused quite the uproar and resulted in both of them being grounded. He needed to worm that story out of his brother.)
They’d asked what he was reading about, so he’d told them, with much marveling about the great variety of animals he’d missed out on seeing. That was when he’d made the mistake of asking Tindomiel about animals in California.
She’d brightened at once and started telling him about remarkable birds, varieties of sea creature, and a large cat called a cougar. (Or was it a mountain lion? He was a bit confused on that point. Maybe there were two different varieties?)
Then Anairon had brought up the ‘platypus’.
Things had gotten rather unbelievable from there. He’s almost sure Tindomiel made it up – or if she didn’t, his brother had and she was going along with the joke.
Both of them were getting rather indignant that he didn’t believe them.
He liked having a little brother – it made a nice change from being the youngest son and one of the youngest of all the cousins – but there are times he’s tempted to march back to Mandos and drag Finno out to deal with this. If Tindomiel could do it, so could he!
Arakano sighed.
“Let’s say I agree for the moment that platypuses are real-”
“Which they are,” Tindomiel interjected, sounding rather cranky about it.
“What other animals are found in this ‘Australia’ region?”
“Wombats,” Tindomiel announced with a wicked grin. “They look fairly ordinary, but they’re the only animal with cubic poo.”
Arakano sighed. He knew she was having him on now.
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