Author's Note: This story came into my head while I was in the shower. I don't know if it'll be a one-shot or not, but I sure enjoyed writing this. This is intended to be humor, so don't take this seriously. Flames will be used to roast my marshmallows and make s'mores out of.

One Day the Leaders of the three great Elven Realms of Middle Earth were all gathered in the House Of Elrond to discuss important political matters. All of them, that is, except for Glorfindel of Rivendell. The Elves went on with the meeting without him, but in the back of their mind they could not help but wonder where the Balrog slayer was.

"Lord Elrond" Thranduil finally spoke up, "Do you have any idea where Glorfindel is? Should he not be here at the meeting as well?"

"Indeed he should" Elrond replied.

"Where is he then?" Celeborn asked.

"He said he had pressing matters to attend to" Was Elrond's curt reply.

The Elf Lords dismissed the subject and continued on with more important affairs that needed to be tended to. This went on for several minutes in peace until a loud, strange sound erupted throughout the halls.

HONK!

In surprise the Elf Lords jumped up in the air, several of them falling out of their seats and hitting their heads on the floor. Several moans and even a few curse words filled the air of the once peaceful meeting room.

"What was that?!" Celeborn asked.

"I don't know" Elrond replied, worry smeared across his face.

"It sounded like it came from outside!" Thranduil said.

Thranduil ran out of the room with Celeborn and Elrond following closely behind. They went just outside of the House of Elrond and found the origin of the noise. But it was NOT what they expected.

"Hey guys" Glorfindel waved at the staring Elf Lords.

Glorfindel was standing there clad in tight, black leather pants, a blood red shirt, a black leather jacket, his golden hair tied in a loose ponytail and a black helmet on his head. But that wasn't the thing that shocked the Elf Lords the most, although his wardrobe was pretty surprising. What shocked them was the strange contraption that stood behind Glorfindel.

"Glorfindel" Elrond gasped, " What is that thing behind you!"

"This…" Glorfindel grinned proudly, "is a Harley-Davidson FLSTN-i Heritage Softail Deluxe Injected 4th age Model with Twin Cam 88B™ (balanced) EFI engine"

The Elf Lords gave him several blank looks.

"It's my new motorcycle" Glorfindel explained.

More blank looks.

"You know? A motorcycle, motorbike, bicycle, Harley, Honda, roadhog, it has a motor, you ride it!?" Glorfindel stared at the confused elf lords, " Man you guys are dense! It's the 4th age! Don't tell me you've never heard of horseless carriages!"

"How do you ride a carriage without a horse?" Celeborn asked, " Do you use oxen?"

Glorfindel stared at Celeborn like he just grew another head, " Oh. My. Gosh."

He gaped.

"Glorfindel" Elrond stepped forward, trying to sound reasonable, "Neither I, nor Thranduil, or Celeborn, nor any other elf in Rivendell I'd imagine, has ever seen anything like this before."

"Hey Glorfindel" A voice shouted from one of the upper balconies, "Nice new wheels!"

Everyone looked up to see Elrond's twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir. The two elves slid down the staircase, past the three Elven Lords, and right in front of Glorfindel and his new Harley.

"Whoa, that's one sweet ride" Elladan said.

"Where did you get it?" Elrohir asked.

"I bought it in Gondor" Glorfindel replied, "They're very popular over there"

"Cool…." Both boys stared in fascination at the motorbike.

" You mean you boys have heard of these mo-tur-cy-kle things?" Elrond said.

"Well, duh" Was Elladan's courteous reply.

"Like, who hasn't" Elrohir added.

Elrond, Celeborn, and Thranduil stared at Glorfindel, then the twins, then at the motorcycle, utterly flabbergasted. They couldn't believe they had been left in dark about the motorcycles.

"Well then" Elrond managed to compose himself, " Tell me Glorfindel, what exactly does this motor thingy do?"

Glorfindel grinned, " I was afraid you'd never ask" He jumped onto his new bike and gripped the handlebars, "Hop on"

"You can't be serious" Elrond stared.

"Come on" Glorfindel said, "It won't bite"

Sighing, Elrond crawled onto the motorcycle behind Glorfindel. Glorfindel gave him a helmet and showed him how to hook it up. Then, after instructing Elrond how to hold on, he turned the keys. The Harley made a load roar as the engine started.

"Ackkk!" Elrond screamed and tried to jump off, but Glorfindel held him on.

"Come on" He pulled Elrond back to his seat, " Don't be such a baby. It's just the motor"

"It growled at me" Elrond said accusingly, "I refuse to ride on anything that growls at me"

Glorfindel sighed, "It's didn't growl at you. It's not even alive. It's nothing more than metal and mechanics. Now just relax and enjoy the ride"

Grumbling, Elrond wrapped his arms around Glorfindel's waist. Glorfindel pulled out a pair of dark shades and put them over his eyes. His turned and grinned at Thranduil, Celeborn and the twins. To show off, he accelerated his motor but kept the clutch on, causing it to make several loud roars that made Elrond even more nervous.

"Here we go" Glorfindel warned Elrond.

He released the clutch and went on into drive. In an instant the Harley zoomed off at 80 miles an hour, riding past the twins and the remaining elf lords. A cloud of dust appeared behind the motorcycle, Elrond's robes flapped through the wind, and his scream could be heard for miles away.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Author's Note: Well, whaddaya think. Should I continue? I tried to be accurate on everything, from Elf Lords to Motorcycle parts. Bear in mind I know next-to-nothing about motorcycles. The bike Glorfindel got is an actual 2005 Harley. I went on EbayMotors and selected a random bike that looked right. From there I copied and pasted. Let me know if I made any mistakes so I can correct them. And does anybody have any suggestions for me to add if I do continue? Let me know in a review if you don't mind.