Title: May the mischief be with you

Fandom: Lord of the Rings

Genre: Humour, hint of Romance

Rating: T

Pairings: Arwen/Legolas, Elladan/OFC, Elrohir/OFC, Glorfindel/Erestor (all only mentioned)

Warnings: a bit AU, a bit of slash (nothing explicit)

Disclaimer: If I'd own them, would I still be here writing FanFiction on a computer that has an allergy to its motherboard?

Summary: The Lords of Lothlorien and Imladris and their family ride to Greenwood for a celebration. Elladan, Elrohir and Arwen are with them of course, and they are full of mischief.

Beta: My mum... Thanks a lot!

A/N: I never said I'd never write slash. I remember saying I'd never read slash or write FanFiction. Having proven myself wrong with both, I stopped saying never. I do admit I didn't think I'd write slash that soon. But, well, this is just a bit slashy. The slash is only mentioned. We don't even have slashy flirting in here.

The story is set, dunno, let's say some time between 300 and 500 of the 3rd age. Elladan, Elrohir and Arwen are still young (for Elves), but Greenwood is far from becoming Mirkwood and Aragorn, well, Aragorn... Aragorn is born 2931, 3rd age.

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Elvish: Ada – Dad, Grandnana – Grandma, Grandada – Granddad

Chapter 1 - Greenwood

"So this is Greenwood?", Arwen asked as they stopped their horses to look at the forest in front of them.

"I suppose so, unless Ada held the map the wrong way round and we ended up in, say, Lorien. But I guess grandnana and grandada would have noticed.", Elrohir answered his sister.

Their father gave him a look that could have killed an Orc, but left Elrohir, who was used to them, indifferent.

"'Tis quite big.", Elladan joined the conversation.

"Uh-huh."

"Do you think we can see everything?"

"From here? I don't think so."

"Is there a place from where you can see all of it?"

"Yes, right here. Just ask Ada to give you his map."

This time it was Elladan who gave his twin brother a look that could have killed an Orc.

They were on their way to Greenwood, the realm of King Thranduil for some big celebration. They had forgotten what it was about the moment they were told, but it didn't matter to them anyway. It was a celebration and celebrations were fun and many elves from Imladris and Lothlorien were invited.

The journey had not been that much fun. Lord Elrond had asked his advisor Erestor and the Captain of the Guards, Lord Glorfindel, to help keep an eye on his children. As both of their ex-tutors had been victim to their pranks more than once, they were just too willing to do that. And with four pairs of eyes and ears watching them, it was dangerous to even think of mischief.

Elrond and Celebrían had hoped that once Arwen had reached majority, she would become a bit more sensible and might even stop her brothers from doing mischief, but they had been wrong. It had even become worse.

And now Greenwood was in serious danger, because once the party had reached the palace, it would be impossible to watch over the three rascals all the time.

"Come on, let's get going! What are you waiting for? The weather won't get better!", Arwen said and rode on.

The others followed and soon they passed the borders of Greenwood.