Legolas paced his room. How could he tell his father? But his father needed to know. Especially if Legolas was already in a relationship. There was a sudden knock on his door.

"Come in."

Thranduil entered his son's room.

"Legolas, I want to talk to you. You've been acting strange and want you to know that you can come to me with anything that's bothering you."

Legolas had a moment of apprehension, and then let it fly out the window.

"I know. Dad, I have to tell you something."

"Yes?"

"I'm dwarfsexual."

Thranduil's breath caught in his throat, "Anyonw specific?"

Legolas prepared himself for the onslaught of rage that was sure to come, "Fili Durinson."

~Thank You