Disclaimer: Don't own anything. :'(
A/N: the twins are very young in this story, only about 6 or so. Oh, and Arwen isn't born yet, just so you know... And yes, this is the result of watching The Parent Trap while think of Lord of the Rings... ;)
It was a quiet day in Imladris. To any visitor that appeared, it would seem like the occupants of the valley were acting odd. Most were hiding in their houses, refusing to come out. Others went about their day acting like a monster would jump out at them at every corner.
To the elves though, nothing was unusual about this day. It had become a daily routine for them, ever since the demon-children had shown their tendency to play pranks. Each day when they got up, they would pause, listening intently. If the shrieks of the elflings playing games were heard, then they would smile and go about their day, feeling relatively safe. If there was silence, then most avoided leaving their house until they could hear the shouts from the latest victim.
On this particular day however, one elf wasn't being as careful as he should have been. Elrond's chief advisor, Erestor, hurried down one of the halls. I have to find Glorfindel... he thought. And then I still have that report to finish... He opened the door to his study, not noticing the pail above him.
He shouted as it tipped its sticky contents on top of him. The residents of Rivendell smiled, thankful it wasn't them, and cautiously left their homes.
Erestor stumbled over to his desk and pulled out a piece of cloth, wiping the glop off his face. Honey? he thought angrily. Where did they find enough honey?
A small laugh behind him alerted him to the elflings presence. He turned around slowly and saw the twins standing in the doorway, watching their latest masterpiece unfold.
"Elrohir!" Elladan yelled. "Why did you have to laugh?"
Erestor lunged forward, intent on strangling the two in front of him. However, they had some experience in the aftermath of their pranks and were already running down the hall. Erestor fell on his face. He could hear them laughing at his latest misfortune from down the hall. He sprang up and the bolted, Erestor right behind them.
The two terrified elflings ran outside, hoping to lose him in the gardens. What they didn't expect to find, was their Ada, walking in the garden they had just ran into. They stopped and stared at him, just as Erestor came up behind them.
"Erestor, why are you covered in honey?" Elrohir asked in an innocent voice that fooled no one.
Elrond looked at his advisor and then at his children. The twins looked at each other and gulped. They were in so much trouble...
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"What do you two have to say for yourselves?" Elrond asked. It was later in the day and, after having been shut in their rooms for a few hours, they now had to face Elrond.
"Sorry Ada." They whispered.
Elrond sighed. "Sorry isn't going to get you out of trouble now." He said. "You've already tripped the cook and rearrange an entire shelf in my library, in just the past few days!"
"You forgot us stealing all of Glorfindel's clothes while he was sleeping." Elladan whispered. Elrohir whacked him on the head.
Elrond glared at them. "This is your last chance." He warned. "If you don't stop this, then there will be serious consequences."
The twins sighed in relief, thinking that they weren't going to be punished for their latest prank. Unfortunately for them, that wasn't the way things worked.
Elrond smiled. "Now, for your punishments…"
His sons looked at each other and groaned. This was not good…