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A/N: So, Elladan and Elrohir are real pranksters...Hehe! I just thought that it would be funny to see what happened if they played a trick on Legolas when he was in Rivendell for a visit...Please read and REVIEW! Flames will be used to burn old homework! This will probably only be a one chapter story unless people give me ideas for more! Thanks!







Elladan and Elrohir sat down to breakfast with Elrond, Aragorn, Gandalf, and several others, blinking the last bit of sleep from their eyes. Aragorn glanced around the table curiously, "Where's Lego-?" His question was cut off by a furious roar from down the hall, "ELLADAN! ELROHIR!" The Mirkwood prince came storming into the dining hall, a murderous glare fixed on the twins. The entire table took one look at the prince and burst into laughter.



*******************The night before***********************





Elladan and Elrohir glanced at each other despairingly. It seemed that none of their clothes had survived the trip down the river clean. The only thing left in the twins' closets was a set of dresses, one pale green, the other blue. They were by no means unattractive, but they were dresses by the Valar!

"Father will be furious if we do not attend the feast tonight..." Elladan said resignedly.

"I know, but dresses?" pleaded Elrohir, "Can we not tell ada we are not hungry?"

"You know he would not accept that! I already asked one of the maids if there was anything else we might wear, but appearantly there is not. We will have to wear the dresses. That or suffer ada's wrath," replied the older twin.

"Oh, Valar no! I will wear the dress!" gasped Elrohir, paling at the thought of Elrond's anger. Reluctantly, the two slowly put the dresses on.

"You know who's fault this is don't you?" questioned Elrohir.

"Of course! Legolas! Who else? He said he would repay us for pushing him in the lake! Now I wish I had believed him..." Elladan replied sarcastically. They had wasted enough time getting ready. Now they were late. They had to go into the dining hall now or be severely lectured by their father. Grimly, the twins entered the hall. All sound and movement ceased as everyone saw their attire. Aragorn inhaled some of the wine he was drinking and began to choke as he laughed. Elrond raised an eyebrow at the two and tried-unsuccessfully-to contain a smile, "Why are you late? And for what reason are you attired thus?"

"Well, ada, you see, we came back from the hunting in good time, but found that somehow our entire wardrobes had been sent down the river in linen sacks...As the hour was late, we could not locate anything but what you see us in...We apologize for our tardiness," Elladan explained as he and Elrohir blushed deep red.

"Well, let us now begin," Elrond said, gesturing for them to sit. They did and glared at Aragorn when he said, "Dan, Ro, you look good! You ought to wear such outfits more often, th-they really show off your figures!"

Legolas snorted, attempting to hide his laughter. Gandalf's mouth twitched with a surpressed smile and his eyes twinkled merrily.

The dinner went well enough, but Elladan and Elrohir did not enjoy any of it. They sat in a corner, trying to stay out of view. But, as was polite, both had to dance with several young Elf-maidens and could not escape the public's eye. Every time they were on the dance floor, their faces burned in humiliation.

Once the dance was over, Elrohir and his twin retreated to their rooms as fast as they could.

"Oh, I will get him for this!" growled Elladan.

"Indeed, brother! We must retaliate!" agreed Elrohir. A very mischievous smile spread across his face and lit his eyes, "I think I know just the thing..."

"What?" asked Elladan. Elrohir leaned toward his brother and whispered conspiratorially in his ear. An identical smile of mischief spread across Elladan's face, "Oh, that is perfect! That'll show him!" With that, the two snuck to their father's herb supplies, seeking a certain few. Finding what they needed, the twins mixed a paste and then snuck into Legolas' room...

***********************In the Morning***********************



Legolas woke slowly. Something felt...wrong...Sighing, he sat up and gasped at what he saw in the mirror across the room, "ELLADAN! ELROHIR!" he bellowed, enraged. He stalked from his room to the dining hall. Everyone at the table burst into laughter. He glared at them.

"Legolas! You, ah, look...nice!" gasped Aragorn between laughs. Legolas gave an especially murderous glare at the young Ranger. The twins laughter increased, "Yes, Legolas, you must tell us what shampoo you've been using!"

Legolas sighed and raised his eyes to the ceiling, feeling the long braid slide down his back. Someone-he was sure it was two someones-had crept into his room during the night and braided his hair. Not only was it somehow fixed in place so he could not un-plait it, the pranksters had even gone so far as to color his once-platinum tresses an eye-smarting shade of fushcia. Despite his attempts to at least undo the braid, his hair was still set firmly in the plait that hung down his back. It seemed to be held in place with some kind of glue. Glaring revenge at the twins, Legolas sat and ignored as best he could the scattered laughter that punctuated the air.

"Revenge is sweet!" Elladan whispered to Elrohir triumphantly. They smiled at each other, knowing that, for now, they had won the ongoing prank war, but realizing that this wasn't the end.













ada: father



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