"I am taller then you now." Legolas pointed out, a smug smile etched on his face.

Thranduil blinked slowly, turning to look at his son, settling his ever present glare on him. "Excuse me?"

"By three inches!" He grinned, gesturing at the slight size difference between them.

Thranduil scowled, his eyes narrowing as he stared down his ecstatic son. "You will not speak of such things."

Legolas smirked. "You're just jealous."

Thranduil's scowl deepened. "Do not push me, Ion."

Legolas raised his hands, feigning innocence. "I have not laid a finger on you, Ada." He said, grinning.

Thranduil stepped closer to his son, his eyes narrowed. "You are banished."

Legolas blinked, the grin disappearing from his face. "Ada, w-what?"

Thranduil smirked, turning to the guard who had been silently watching the affair from the door. "Please send word to the shire, I shall be adopting Frodo as my son, he is less then half my height."

Legolas panicked slightly. "Ada, you cannot be serious?" A frown had appeared on his face, his eyes wide.

"Love you for life, Ion." He stated before ascending the stairs to his thrown room, leaving a very concerned Legolas at the bottom.

Legolas tilted his head slightly, staring at the house in front of him. This is where Gandalf had sent him, on his quest to shrink 4 inches in the hopes of reclaiming his fathers love.

Frodo had been understandably confused when a troop of Mirkwood soldiers had shown up to escort him to Thranduil, although he knew better then to protest.

Legolas sighed, stepping up to the stone house slowly, knocking gently on the door, stepping back slightly as he heard a hurried 'One second!'

The door flung open, revealing a old man dressed in midnight blue robes.

"'Ello there, Starswirl the blue at your service! How could I help you?" The man said with a grin.

Legolas raised a brow slightly at the mans overly cheery attitude, but answered non the less. "Gandalf sent me... he said you could help me with a very, um, specific shrinking potion..."

Ten minutes later Legolas was on his way, a whole 4 inches shorter then when he arrived.

Legolas walked up the steps to the Mirkwood palace with a determined look on his face, nodding curtly to the guards on his way.

"ADA!" Legolas yelled, his voice echoing off the walls of the cave as he made his way to the throne room, there sat his father and a rather excited looking Frodo, who was surrounding by much more food then someone of his size should be able to consume.

"I have taken a shrinking potion, and am now a whole inch shorter then you." Legolas said, standing straight to prove his point.

Thranduil raised a brow, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk. "Very well, Frodo you may leave now." Thranduil nodded slighty at Frodo.

Frodo smiled. "Thank you kindly for all the wonderful food, Lord Thranduil." He said with a nod before hopping up, following a guard out of the room.

Thranduil settled his gaze on Legolas, his small smirk shifting into a cheshire grin. "Dear Ion, you do know I was joking! You could have returned at anytime!"

Legolas threw his quiver at his father, leaving a nasty bruise on his forehead.

A documentation of the ridiculous things Legolas gets banished for part 1 of 76,138,296,492

-Ro