Title: Master Erestor
Author: Aglarien
Type: FPS
Pairing: Erestor/Glorfindel
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, except for the cat. The great Master Tolkien's
estate owns everything else. I promise to return his elves when I'm
done playing with them.
Warning: AU. Fluff.
Beta: My cat Maxie
Summary: Written for the Lotrallslash Daily Drabble. 3-25-
06 "Master". Erestor needs some help.


"Master Erestor, here are today's reports."

"Master Erestor, Lord Elrond asked that these be done today."

"Master Erestor, I need you to approve the menu for the celebration."

"Master Erestor, you really must come and sort out this trouble."

"Master Erestor, come quickly! There is a fire in the kitchens!"

"Master Erestor, there is a problem with the new shipment of books."

"Master Erestor, I do not know what to do with these."

"Master Erestor, will you help me with these?"

"Master Erestor, there is a trader from Gondor here to see you."

"Master Erestor...."

"Master Erestor...."

It was that kind of a day.again. It started before Erestor had a
chance to even break his fast, kept him from finding his midday meal,
and ran him ragged all the day long. Erestor sank wearily into his
chair, and his head dropped onto his desktop, cradled in his folded
arms.

A sleek black cat leapt from the windowsill to the desk, sniffing at
the dark hair that spread over the strewn papers. A black paw
reached out to gently touch the elf's head, and he meowed softly.
Getting no response, he patted harder and meowed louder. Nothing.
With feline grace, he bounded out through the window and flew to the
barracks, black paws barely touching the ground as he ran.

Glorfindel was just finishing up his reports for the day and looking
forward to joining a certain dark-haired elf for dinner, when the cat
landed on his desk, meowing loudly.

"Hello, Tinnu. I am almost done, and then we will go."

Tinnu meowed again.

"Yes, yes. In just a moment," Glorfindel answered, not bothering to
look up.

Tinnu meowed again and patted Glorfindel on the hand.

"In a moment, Tinnu."

Tinnu's meow became threatening, and he gripped Glorfindel's quill in
his mouth, causing the elf's writing to run astray over the page.

"Tinnu! Stop that! Look what you've made me do!"

The cat sank his teeth into Glorfindel's hand and leapt to the floor,
taking the quill with him.

"Ouch! What are you doing?" The elf rubbed at his hand and glared
at the cat.

Tinnu glared back at Glorfindel and meowed plaintively.

"Oh, all right, since you're not going to let me finish anyway. What
has gotten into you tonight?"

The cat waited to make sure that Glorfindel was following before
scurrying outside. Every so often he would look back to make sure
the elf was coming, and emit a low, rumbling, quivering meow,
impatient that Glorfindel hadn't figured it out yet.

As they drew closer to Tinnu's goal, Glorfindel finally realized what
the cat was trying to tell him and began to run. Passing elves
quickly moved out of the way as the black cat and golden elf rushed
by. Bursting into Erestor's office, Glorfindel's heart stopped for a
moment as he saw the elf's head on the desk. Gently lifting the
exhausted elf in his arms, he whispered, "Come, Master Erestor, let
me take care of you," and bestowed a soft kiss on his beloved mate's
brow.

Erestor murmured in his exhausted sleep and wrapped an arm around
Glorfindel's neck, snuggling close.

Passing a surprised Elrond on the way to their rooms, Glorfindel
glared at him. "Ten days. No more, Elrond. Erestor gets an
assistant tomorrow, or I quit."

Elrond swallowed guiltily, and then nodded, realizing his old teacher
and mentor really was overburdened. He should have done something
about it earlier. Was this really the tenth day that Glorfindel had
found him exhausted in his office? Maybe one wasn't enough. "Done.
Master Erestor will have two assistants tomorrow."

~~~*~~~
Glorfindel lapped a bit of red juice from Erestor's mouth and looked
down at his husband adoringly.

Erestor sighed with contentment and leaned back into Glorfindel's
arms as another strawberry was lifted to his mouth. He loved it when
Glorfindel took care of him, and he was still awfully
tired. "However did you get Elrond to agree to both of us taking the
day off, Fin?"

Glorfindel chuckled. "I did not ask him - I told him. After all, my
love, you *are* Master Erestor."

~end~