Sprinkles of Snow by Tamatoa

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"Rock, paper, scissors"

From Shadow.


“You are young yet, Elrond, you’ve much to learn of battle and of war—"

“Fight me for it.”

“That’s not how this works, Elrond.”

“Come on, you’re just chicken.”

“First of all, you cannot call your King a coward, as his herald. And second—”

“Rock, paper, scissors, right now.”

“We are not giving military command based on a children’s game.”

“Rock—”

“I’m serious.”

“Paper—”

“Elrond.”

“Scissors—”

“I will demerit you.”

Shoots! Aeglos, I win, I’ll let Celeborn know I’m taking the left flank, your majesty!”

“I—what—where did you get—Elrond! Get back here!”


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