A/N This is probably one of my favorite humors I've written. It was a blast. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Elrond's nerves will never be the same.
Prologue
It all started, really, with an innocent prank.
Really, it was completely innocent.
Really.
The morning Estel woke up upside down, hanging from his ceiling Valar knows how, and covered in little painted-on purple flowers, he vowed revenge so sweet it would go down in history.
The twins laughed.
Glorfindel warned them. Then Erestor warned them. Even Legolas warned them.
They still laughed.
The years went by, and no incredibly out-of-the-ordinary prank took place, no prank crafty or sinister or utterly genius enough to go down in history. And even the Elven memories of Elladan and Elrohir forgot their younger brother's vow.
What they didn't know was that he had merely been biding his time, waiting for their most vulnerable moment….