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Lord of the Rings Movies › General › Lord of the Ring Stars
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
29
Views:
2,706
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is work of fiction! I do not know the celebrity(ies) I am writing about, and I do not profit from these writings.
Let the games begin
Let the games begin
Summary: Preparations for Eliza Jane’s 5th birthday.
Disclaimer: I don’t know anythng about the people mentioned herein and I know even less about their families.
Notes: I changed Eliza’s age for this fic. I think she is about 2 years old, but I thought 5 years would fit better. The clowns were inspired by David’s costume in Van Helsing.
Dedicated to Tarlwen. Thanks to her brother we’ll be able to finally watch “The Price of Milk” tonight! I’m dying to see that bathtub-scene!!
Thank you to everybody for their kind reviews! *hugs* BTW, “Harry” is Harry Sinclair, the guy who played Isildur in The Fellowship. He is a New Zealand director and Karl Urban was in his film “The Price of Milk” (Karl’s naked ass on screen! Thank you, Harry!). In my opinion those two so belong together! They’d make a really beautiful couple. Karl/Harry is my OTP – together with Monaboyd of course!
Let the games begin
“What do you mean with I am overreacting?” Dave nearly screamed at Kate, holding his crying daughter in his arms. He had stood up immediatly, banging at the door of the guestroom after Eliza had appeared in his room until Kate and Stuart woke up. “I mean what do you think? Of course I’m bloody overreacting!” Dave silenced his voice a little and started to stroke Eliza’s hair soothingly. “Jesus, Kate! My daughter comes to me in the middle of the night and tells me she thinks I’m being pushed out of her life! All I’m asking you for is to be allowed to spend more time with her!”
“David...” Kate finally sighed, raising her hands in defeat. “I’m not saying it’s wrong that you want to see her more often, I just think Eliza needs a real home, something stable. And you cannot give her that. Stuart and I will take good care of her...”
“Stuart and I!” David mimicked her tone.
“Hey!” Stuart now interrupted Dave. “That’s enough, David! Nobody wants to take Eliza away from you!”
“That’s right,” Kate tried to soothe her former boyfriend. “David, it’s three o’clock in the morning. Can’t we talk about it in the morning like civilised people?” She pulled her dressign gown tighter around her slim form.
Dave clenched his teeth and nodded curtly, swallowing whatever he ahd wanted to say.
~*~
But eventually they didn’t talk in the morning. It was Eliza Jane’s 5th birthday and while Kate and Stuart moved out of Dave’s guestroom and into a hotel, claiming that they didn’t want to invade David’s personaö space any longer, Dave did the last preparations for the party with his daughter, enjoying the rare moments they could spend alone. With Eliza sitting on her father’s shoulders they decorated the rooms, hanging up the balloons the little girl had blown up the day before.
“Daddy, STOP it!” Eliza laughed in a shrill voice when Dave decided it was time for a little tickling.break. She tried to push her father away with her little legs and arms, but failed and after a while Dave had pity with his daughter and pulled the girl into his arms.
“Bad daddy,” Eliza mumbled, trying to look as angry as she could and did the worst thing a 5-year-old can possibly do: she showed Dave her pink little tongue.
Dave tried not to laugh out loud, but instead asked her for forgiveness with a kiss onto her head. “Frogive me?” he smiled. “I promise to never ever do it again!”
Eliza frowned. “Never ever?”
Dave nodded. “Promise.”
Eliza still didn’t look quite convinced. “And you didn’t cross your fingers behind your back?” she asked severely.
Dave showed her his big hands, the fingers uncrossed. “Never ever.”
Eliza giggled and snuggled into his arms. “When will my guests come?” she asked very adult-like, but then with the next sentence showed the impatience of the small girl she really was. “And when will I het my presents?” she exclaimed.
Dave grinned. “You’ll get them as soon as your guests arrive.” He pulled back his sleeve to look at his watch. “And that will be in about two hours...”
“That feels to me like forever,” Eliza grumbled and again Dave had to smile down at the small girl. What would he do without his daughter? She gave his life a meaning he hadn’t known before she was born.
~*~
“We’ll look so stupid!” Karl whined, but let Harry paint his lips red. When the other man was finished he continued speaking. “I mean, look at my feet! Am I a bloody Hobbit or what? I’ll trip over them!”
“At least you’re not the only one to look stupid!” Dave grinned, wearing see-through white tights. He reached out for his wide bright yellow shorts. “Never forget, we do this for our kids...”
Karl snorted. “Yeah, the things we do for the love of our children...” He turned around to look into the mirror and started giggling hysterically at the reflection of his wildly colored face. “Oh my god!” he exclaimed when he had calmed down a bit. “I look even more stupid than I could’ve thought is possible!”
“I think it’s cute,” Harry smiled, putting on a green wig that made Karl luagh even more loudly. He showed Karl his tongue. “I don’t have an explanation for this,” Harry mused. “I don’t have any children...that I know of...” Harry handed Karl a blue wig and Dave a red one.
Karl grimaced, but accepted the wig. “Well, you’re kinda Hunter’s stepmom,” he offered with a shrug.
Harry held his arms up in defeat. “Fuck. I must be the ugliest stepmother on the planet...” he sighed, pouting when Dave confirmed his statement.
“Fuck!” Dave looked at his watch. “Hurry up, guys! Everybody will be arriving in 10 minutes!”
“Alright...” Karl stood up, nearly tripping over his oversized shoes. Pressimng back a laugh he put on his blue wig. “Let the games begin, gentlemen...um...gentleclowns!”
Tbc
Please leave me a short comment on this! Thank you!
Summary: Preparations for Eliza Jane’s 5th birthday.
Disclaimer: I don’t know anythng about the people mentioned herein and I know even less about their families.
Notes: I changed Eliza’s age for this fic. I think she is about 2 years old, but I thought 5 years would fit better. The clowns were inspired by David’s costume in Van Helsing.
Dedicated to Tarlwen. Thanks to her brother we’ll be able to finally watch “The Price of Milk” tonight! I’m dying to see that bathtub-scene!!
Thank you to everybody for their kind reviews! *hugs* BTW, “Harry” is Harry Sinclair, the guy who played Isildur in The Fellowship. He is a New Zealand director and Karl Urban was in his film “The Price of Milk” (Karl’s naked ass on screen! Thank you, Harry!). In my opinion those two so belong together! They’d make a really beautiful couple. Karl/Harry is my OTP – together with Monaboyd of course!
Let the games begin
“What do you mean with I am overreacting?” Dave nearly screamed at Kate, holding his crying daughter in his arms. He had stood up immediatly, banging at the door of the guestroom after Eliza had appeared in his room until Kate and Stuart woke up. “I mean what do you think? Of course I’m bloody overreacting!” Dave silenced his voice a little and started to stroke Eliza’s hair soothingly. “Jesus, Kate! My daughter comes to me in the middle of the night and tells me she thinks I’m being pushed out of her life! All I’m asking you for is to be allowed to spend more time with her!”
“David...” Kate finally sighed, raising her hands in defeat. “I’m not saying it’s wrong that you want to see her more often, I just think Eliza needs a real home, something stable. And you cannot give her that. Stuart and I will take good care of her...”
“Stuart and I!” David mimicked her tone.
“Hey!” Stuart now interrupted Dave. “That’s enough, David! Nobody wants to take Eliza away from you!”
“That’s right,” Kate tried to soothe her former boyfriend. “David, it’s three o’clock in the morning. Can’t we talk about it in the morning like civilised people?” She pulled her dressign gown tighter around her slim form.
Dave clenched his teeth and nodded curtly, swallowing whatever he ahd wanted to say.
~*~
But eventually they didn’t talk in the morning. It was Eliza Jane’s 5th birthday and while Kate and Stuart moved out of Dave’s guestroom and into a hotel, claiming that they didn’t want to invade David’s personaö space any longer, Dave did the last preparations for the party with his daughter, enjoying the rare moments they could spend alone. With Eliza sitting on her father’s shoulders they decorated the rooms, hanging up the balloons the little girl had blown up the day before.
“Daddy, STOP it!” Eliza laughed in a shrill voice when Dave decided it was time for a little tickling.break. She tried to push her father away with her little legs and arms, but failed and after a while Dave had pity with his daughter and pulled the girl into his arms.
“Bad daddy,” Eliza mumbled, trying to look as angry as she could and did the worst thing a 5-year-old can possibly do: she showed Dave her pink little tongue.
Dave tried not to laugh out loud, but instead asked her for forgiveness with a kiss onto her head. “Frogive me?” he smiled. “I promise to never ever do it again!”
Eliza frowned. “Never ever?”
Dave nodded. “Promise.”
Eliza still didn’t look quite convinced. “And you didn’t cross your fingers behind your back?” she asked severely.
Dave showed her his big hands, the fingers uncrossed. “Never ever.”
Eliza giggled and snuggled into his arms. “When will my guests come?” she asked very adult-like, but then with the next sentence showed the impatience of the small girl she really was. “And when will I het my presents?” she exclaimed.
Dave grinned. “You’ll get them as soon as your guests arrive.” He pulled back his sleeve to look at his watch. “And that will be in about two hours...”
“That feels to me like forever,” Eliza grumbled and again Dave had to smile down at the small girl. What would he do without his daughter? She gave his life a meaning he hadn’t known before she was born.
~*~
“We’ll look so stupid!” Karl whined, but let Harry paint his lips red. When the other man was finished he continued speaking. “I mean, look at my feet! Am I a bloody Hobbit or what? I’ll trip over them!”
“At least you’re not the only one to look stupid!” Dave grinned, wearing see-through white tights. He reached out for his wide bright yellow shorts. “Never forget, we do this for our kids...”
Karl snorted. “Yeah, the things we do for the love of our children...” He turned around to look into the mirror and started giggling hysterically at the reflection of his wildly colored face. “Oh my god!” he exclaimed when he had calmed down a bit. “I look even more stupid than I could’ve thought is possible!”
“I think it’s cute,” Harry smiled, putting on a green wig that made Karl luagh even more loudly. He showed Karl his tongue. “I don’t have an explanation for this,” Harry mused. “I don’t have any children...that I know of...” Harry handed Karl a blue wig and Dave a red one.
Karl grimaced, but accepted the wig. “Well, you’re kinda Hunter’s stepmom,” he offered with a shrug.
Harry held his arms up in defeat. “Fuck. I must be the ugliest stepmother on the planet...” he sighed, pouting when Dave confirmed his statement.
“Fuck!” Dave looked at his watch. “Hurry up, guys! Everybody will be arriving in 10 minutes!”
“Alright...” Karl stood up, nearly tripping over his oversized shoes. Pressimng back a laugh he put on his blue wig. “Let the games begin, gentlemen...um...gentleclowns!”
Tbc
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