A/N: Yes, I am well aware that Greenleaf isn't Legolas's surname; Greenleaf gang just sounds cool, ok? So STOP BOTHERING ME! Remember to review, please, it makes my day a happy one.

"Hey, stop it!"

"Cut that out!"

"C'mon, over here!"

"Daro! Daro!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"You are so slow!"

"Get them!"

King Thranduil sat in the gardens of Lasgalen, watching his children play. He had many children. The residents of Lasgalen said it was a curse. Since his first elfling was born, he had had eighteen wives, nineteen in all. They had all died. In Lasgalen, they said that this was the curse: Marry the king, bear a son, die. It certainly went that way. He had twenty-two elflings:

Adraodon, the eldest, 25,
Asynad, 24,
Baekor, 24,
Blaletram, 23,
Caroesean, 22,
Chust, 20,
Dardow, 19,
Diradd, 18,
Ocigothian, Triplet #1, 17,
Oloidan, Triplet #2, 17,
Onendawyth, Triplet #3, 17,
Rhyst, 16,
Edalilowyn, 16,
Takka, The only female, 16,
Fedrind, 15,
Edorenad, 14,
Lyredel, 14,
Nydaromar, 13,
Hirajan, 12,
Lomavis, 11,
Wicomali, 10,
And Legolas, 8, the youngest and the Kings most treasured son.

Right at the moment they were all running around the courtyard of the palace like mad.

"Children! Children! It's time to come in now!" Thranduil yelled.

With very little whining, they all complied, filing into the palace with orderly chaos. The King took Legolas from Rhyst, who had been carrying him. There was a feast that night, because some visitors were coming from Ilmadris, and the elflings couldn't wait for that, because Glorfindel was coming, and he was just so unbelievably fun for an older elf, they all loved him.

Glorfindel was kind of like an uncle. He watched Legolas, Wicomali, and Lomavis sometimes when the others went out on a hunting trip or something, and he told very good bedtime stories. He was also always sympathetic when someone got in trouble, and someone always was around the elflings. He was a good listener if you need to talk to somebody. All in all, they were very fond of him.

So everyone went to get cleaned up for the feast. The triplets smiled evilly. They had a plan.

A/N: I had an excellent idea, just now. All of the wonderful elflings need girlfriends, so if you have a character, review and tell me about her, so I can put her in my story, and the wonderful elflings can meet her, and fall in love with her. You can just tell me about yourself, if you like. REMEMBER TO REVIEW! Bye all!