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Who: Fingon
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Hotel Corona, locations open to requests!
When: Sometime during the last week of December.

It happened by accident. The young Elf had intended to get on a shuttle back to the Huntress but instead ended up somewhere else. Instead of staying on the shuttle though, Fingon went exploring, wide blue eyes peeking around corners and so curious! So many new things to see!

He was small even for an Elfling his age {though older than he looked compared to that of humans, as an example} but was well used to adjusting to any difficulty his size might create. There was a bit of fear in his mind the longer he wandered, but he was determined to keep looking for a familiar face.

The communicator went forgotten.

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Well, a familiar face there would be. Arthur had taken a day or two to settle in after getting his new ship assignment before taking advantage of the shuttles to start a little exploring himself. And while he wasn't actually staying at the hotel, the museum had attracted his interest. It had been a long time sine he'd run into a culture that didn't have his own hand in at some point.

Which, of course, was where he stopped to examine a small statue not far from the little elfling.

The wing Fingon found reminded him a little of his grandfather's rooms of memories, which he took comfort in until he saw someone who looked familiar. Relief flooded his small face and he started toward Arthur before stopping, brow furrowing. He'd thought this was perhaps one of the Men the Valar spoke of, but he felt much more like his grandfather! But not quite.

Which left the Elfling staring up at Arthur with a small frown and his head tilted to one side as he absently fiddled with the hem of his tunic.

Feeling eyes on him, Arthur looked up from the statue. He didn't see himself right away until he lowered his gaze a foot and some. And was in or a surprise.

"Fin-de-káno? What are you doing here, little one?" he asked, turning to him directly.

Fingon blinked innocently at him, still rather confused by what he was feeling from Arthur. But nothing threatening, so he smiled hesitantly.

"I got lost."

"Would you like me to help you find your way back?" the nation asked, protective feelings rising up immediately for the little elfling. He squatted down and held a hand out to him. "Or you could just stay with me until your guardian finds us."

"Finno!"

Exasperated older cousin is exasperated.

"What did I tell you about wandering off without telling grandfather?

Rather than attempt to flee, Fingon sigh gustily and ran to his cousin. "I meant to go back to our ship! I just got lost..."

Maglor bends to pick him up, shaking his head at him with a sigh in return.

"Next time, call him, if you get lost. Or me, or Mae... Maitimo. You had us all worried."

Fingon snuggled into his cousin's arms, tucking himself in close.

And flushed, burying his face against Maglor's neck. "I forgot," was the muffled answer. "I'm sorry..."

Maglor runs his fingers through Fingon's hair soothingly.

"I forgive you. But you really must learn to be responsible about this - the ships are large, the Hotel moreso - what if we did not find you? Call grandfather, and if he sets any punishment, you are not to complain, understand?"

"Findekano!"

The Elfling moved fast when he wanted to explore. It reminded him when his second son liked to run off to explore and he wasn't surprised his grandson had the same tendency.

He frowned as he lost sight of his grandson, trying to determine which way he could have gone. He decided to head towards the direction of where he knew there was a pool, wondering if his mischievous grandson had decided he wanted to go for a swim.

Like father like son! Only Fingon slipped once he neared the pool, hearing his grandfather call for him, and there was a splash and a yelp.

"Anatar!" He cried as loud as he could, hoping Finwë would hear and get to him.

He quickly hurried to where he heard the splash, kneeling by the pool to catch his grandson.

"I have you, little one," he said as he gathered the wet Elfling into his arms. "Did you want to go swimming?"

He was skilled in finding young Elves; a large ship or hotel could not interfere with his abilities! As Fingon rounded a corner, he would find himself swept into loving arms.

"Finno, what are you doing by yourself? Grandfather and Kano must be worried!" he smoothed his hand over the little one's hair, "You know well that you cannot hide from me if those were your intentions." his mock frown was not very convincing.

A very useful skill! Fingon squeaked happily and snuggled into his cousin's arms with relief. "I did not mean to! I got distracted," he flushed cutely, curling against his tall cousin. "And when I turned around I was alone. I tried to find someone but you found me first!"

Maedhros beamed at the squeak and kissed Fingon's forehead, tucking him safely against his chest.

"There is much to see and do! I cannot hold you accountable for being misguided." he too had been drawn to the hotel, amazed at what he saw, "Let us send a message to Grandfather and Kano, hm? Then you and I can explore together."

Fingon hummed happily, eyes closing contently. Fingers curled gently in his cousin's tunic, some catching red hair that the Elfling loved so much, but not tugging.

His eyes flew open wide and he looked up at Maedhros guiltily. "I forgot about that." But the look vanished quickly as he brightened and practically bounced in his cousin's arms. "Can we?"

He could happily stand, simply holding his precious cousin for hours. It had been so long since he had seen Fingon so bright and sweet and small. He was not certain he ever wished to let him go.

"Mm but I did not." he pulled out his communicator and sent a message to Finwë and Maglor, clumsily recording a video to set their minds at ease, "Wave to them, Finno, and then we will be on our way."

Ending the feed, he grinned at the bouncing. "Of course! I have wanted to spend time with you since you arrived!"

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Fingon was happy to tuck himself in close until his cousin told him to wave, and he smiled brightly at the screen, waving cheerfully as he held on to make it easier on Maedhros to hold him.

Then promptly wrapped his little arms around his cousin's neck to snuggle in close. He had no objections to this! "Where do you want to go?"

Always thoughtful. Maedhros tucked his mechanical hand under Fingon, hoping it wasn't too uncomfortable, while he relayed the message to their family. Then he tucked the communicator away and held the Elfling with his good arm.

"There is a pool, a place where small ships ram into one another for fun, I think, and another area where we can take a ship into the stars..." his low voice was tender as he let Fingon choose.

Nothing was uncomfortable when family was around to snuggle with. Fingon listened raptly, clear eyes focused on Maedhros.

"Into the stars?" Excited awe touched the Elfling's voice. Swimming and watching things run into each other didn't sound fun at the minute.

"Yes! You could be surrounded by them." he nudged their foreheads together affectionately and began to walk towards where the small ships were docked, "I was thinking of taking one up by myself, but I would love your company even more."

The excited bounce and bright smile should be answer enough! "Then I will gladly go with you!" Fingon would go anywhere with Maedhros. "You should never be alone if you do not want to be."

"You are too kind, cousin!" Maedhros gave Fingon a rare, soft smile, a certain sadness in his eyes. But the shadow passed quickly.

"To the stars we shall go, my Finno." he carried them to a small ship and tucked Fingon into one of the seats, "Be still while I learn the controls."

Such sorrow was alien to little Finno and the look went unnoticed. He tucked himself in close with a happy hum, looking forward with anticipation.

He nodded and watched, holding as still as any Elfling could - though it helped watching Maedhros work!

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