The Yule Ball

"Now that I have to see." Elrohir laughed

Sonia laughed softly. "That sweetie, will be saved for my wedding night."

"Aww. I can't see it?" Elrohir pouted.

"Sweetie, unless your virgin eyes want to bleed, no." Sonia taunted playfully.

Elrohir stuck his tongue out at her. "Fine. You still up for lunch?"

Sonia nodded. "Of course. Maybe I'll show ya later."

"You don't have to." Elrohir chuckled as he buttoned his shirt again. "Where'd I put my cloak?"

Sonia laughed. "Hmm, I am not sure." she says cheekily looking around.

"Maybe it's in your pocket." Elrohir suggested, putting a hand in her pocket.

Sonia giggled. "Hey." she laughed.

Elrohir laughed and put his hand in her other pocket "Not there either. Where'd you put it?"

Now they were really close and this only made her laugh nervously as a small blush crept across his face.

Elrohir touched his forehead to hers and smiled softly. "Can I have my cloak now?

Sonia smiled. She cheekily reached into his back pocket and pulld it out. "Yes."

"Thank you." Elrohir replied, taking it fom her. "See? You DID have it in your pocket!"

Sonia laughed. "So THAT'S my back pocket now?" she says with a mischevious smile.

Elrohir stuck his tongue out at her. "You probably put it there!"

Sonia laughed softly. "A magician never reveals her secrets."

"You're a brat." Elrohir smiled, putting his cloak around his shoulders.

"Now, now, now, just for that, I'll be telling daddy what you said." she says with a mock pout.