Disclaimer: Not mine. Tolkien's

No one knows Legolas's age, so it may be AU, maybe not. In this fic, Thranduil married Celeborn's other daughter (which is an OC even though she doesn't appear in here) so he and Elrond are brother-in-laws. Elrond is about 1500 years older than Thranduil. Elladan, Elrohir, and Legolas plan revenge, sweet revenge Set in the 3rd Age

The trumpets blared as the Lord of Imladris and the King of Greenwood arrived in the Golden Wood.

The Lord and Lady of Lorien greeted at the gates of Caras Galadhon.

"Always a pleasure to see you again Lord," Elrond and Thranduil both said to Celeborn. The only

reason they both said the same thing at the same time was because Celeborn had sent them a letter telling

them what to say, when to say it, and how to say it. It was Elrond's idea for Thranduil and himself to meet

and practice it. Celeborn did so to please Galadriel, who thought that Elrond and Thranduil were idiots.

"Likewise friends," said Celeborn. Crap, he thought, they were supposed to say Lord AND Lady.

Continuing, he said "Guards will lead both you and your sons to your chambers." Gliding past them, he

hissed at his son-in-laws, "Next time make sure you rehearse better." Galadriel sweatdropped, she had heard

and figured it out.

Elladan and Elrohir followed Elrond, who followed one of the guards. Legolas followed Thranduil,

who followed another guard. When they arrived to their chambers, Elladan and Elrohir were told that they

smelled like filth and to take a bath. Thranduil told Legolas to never trust Elrond's plans. Legolas, confused,

cocked his head to the side. Thranduil could just picture millions of question marks coming out of his son's

head.

Later, on that evening, the twins were wrestling in the forest when they saw a figure coming towards

them. Elrohir, scared, jumped into his bothers arms. When he figured that it the figure was no taller than

him he quickly jumped down.

"Are you sure that you can handle seeing the terrifying shape of an elfling?" Elladan teased. Blushing,

Elrohir said nothing. As the figure get closer, the twins each hid behind a bush. When Elladan whistled, they

would pounce onto the elfling. The figure got closer and closer until...

TWEET!!!!! All that Legolas remembered was two elves, both slightly taller and stronger than him, jumped

out of nowhere and pounced on him.

"Let...*gasp...me...*gasp...up..."Legolas managed to get out.

"It's just the kid with Thranduil, Elladan. Do we let go?" asked Elrohir.

"Yeah. OK." Legolas was finally able to get up. Elladan asked him for his name.

"Legolas. Yours?"

"Elladan"

"Elrohir" A few seconds went by, minutes, half an hour, hour...Still no one said anything.

"ELLADAN? ELROHIR?"

"LEGOLAS?" The three elflings jumped up. They had forgotten to go back. All three started to run

to the voices. Legolas tripped and fell into Elrohir, who fell into Elladan. As they tried to untangle

themselves, they suddenly saw an Elven Lord and King. Both looked angry, very angry.

"Why did you two not come back when you were supposed to?" asked Elrond.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh..." Elladan tried to explain. Elrond grabbed Elladan and Elrohir's ears and dragged

them back. Thranduil did the same to Legolas.

Should I continue?