This is set when Bainil was still in Rivendell, and before Glawen died. Glawen was seven and Bainil was seventeen.

If you haven't read Wrong Victim, Wrong Thief, you must to understand this.

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Bainil had been sitting in her room, all peaceful and quiet, when BOOM! A loud noise came from the hall.

"Awww, what the hell have idiot one and idiot two done this time!?"

She jumped from her bed and opened her door to hell.

The hallway was wrecked to say the least.

There was paint everywhere, and (were those streamers?) hanging from the roofs and walls. And all the furniture in the hallway was broken.

"ELLADAN! ELROHIR! You half elven bitches get your sorry asses out here right now!"

The twins poked their heads around the corner, then stepped out fully. They had paint all over their clothes, faces, and hair. Elrohir, the poor thing, was wrapped in what Bainil thought to be brightly covered streamers. Elladan had a bucket on his left foot.

There went Bainil's day off.

"What...happened?" she asked through gritted teeth. She slowly walked towards them, trying not to step on anything, but her feet still make a sound like she was stepping on glass. Thankfully, she had her boots on.

"Well," began Elladan," we were wanting to baby sit the elfings so all the parents here in Rivendell could have a day off. And we thought it would be easy, since there aren't that many elfings..."

"We were going to do arts and crafts... and this happened!" finished Elrohir.

"You two tried to do something nice, I understand that, BUT YOUR TOTAL MORONS! I don't even get how you two are your father's sons!? Glawen is smarter than you two idiots combined!"

Bainil marched away from the twins, and yelled over her shoulder when she got to the end of the hall.

"Clean this damned mess before I get back after lunch. And Erestor and your father are going to be with me, so I suggest you start cleaning. If its clean and fixed by the time I'm back, I won't say a thing. But if this hall is still wrecked, then I'm gonna talk more than a mockingbird at a party!"

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Erestor, Bainil, and Elrond walked leisurely down the hall. They had been talking about many subject, from the weather, to favorite books, and now orc battle strategies.

"So, when the they come charging, wait until the orcs are in a good range before sending off the archer. Less arrow wasted that way. I have found that orcs burn very quick, so best set a sleeping camp on fire, then douse the flames once they're all dead." said Bainil. Elrond and Erestor highly valued her opinion, and since she didn't like attending council, her opinion was a bit hard to get.

They turned the corner to the hallway where Bainil's private room was at.

And, surprise surprise, the hall was still a disaster.

Elladan was down on his knees scrubbing at some paint, while Elrohir was standing on a stool trying to reach some 'streamers'. Bainil still wasn't sure what those were.

"What happened here!?" yelled Elrond. His twins sons jumped, and looked at their Ada with horror.

"She wasn't kidding!" said Elladan.

"Of course I wasn't kidding! Who do you think I am, Glorfindel? Ha!" she marched to her room, and slammed the door.

She heard Elrond 'sternly' talking to his sons. Erestor slowly crept into he room, and sat next to Bainil.

"They never get into any real trouble, do they?" asked Bainil.

"Nope. If I had a child, he or she would know discipline."

"You sound better than my Naneth. She couldn't give a second damn about me. Just her 'clients'."

"She was a prostitute?"

"Yeah, and that is how I was born. A whore's mistake child."

"You are no mistake! I can assure you of that! But...you know...i was supposed to have a child with a woman I loved. We were going to get married once I found she was pregnant. I was so happy, but then...i found out she was secretly a prostitute. I had no clue! I just loved her for her! Aye, but she left the day before the wedding. I think she may have went to Lindon or Lothlorien. I don't know. But I wish I could have seen my child to the least." Erestor seemed really sad about this.

"Aw, poor thing. If It makes you feel better, I had a serious crush on a bartender. Then he tried to... you know...and then I found out he was married. That bastard..." She growled deep in her throat at the thought Algus. He had been a blonde with blue eyes, broad shoulders, and he had been well toned. But after that happened...well, his wife found him dead in their house with a slit throat the next day, with a note pinned to his chest. It had said "Cheater".

"I guess it can't be helped...you know, I see you and Bainil as the children I never had. Come here!" he wrapped his arm around Bainil's shoulder, and she hugged him.

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