tAN: This is the first time I have ever collaborated. It was a great deal
of fun. It involved Arómenë writing the first bit, panicking and sending
it to me. I then got hit with a bolt of lightning, and many online
conversations later, during which time we often had the same ideas
simultaneously, the story emerged.
About the Time: After much deliberation, we elected to set this story around 300, with Elrond's little indiscretion taking place in an early year of the Second Age.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of them.though I wish I did.
Summary: In which Elrohir plots, Elladan is sly, Arwen joins the family business, and Glorfindel catches it right between the eyes.
OK, not literally, but I found a rhyme and got a little carried away.
* * * * * *
~Penchant for Your Thoughts?~
"What do you think?"
Elladan looked sidelong at his brother. "I think you've hit a new low, toron."
"Nonsense; it's the perfect idea. He'll never see it coming," countered Elrohir.
Elladan seemed to consider this for a moment. But only a moment. "You're right, he won't see it coming. But he'll see us leaving and that would mean trouble. Don't you think we've been in enough trouble this month?"
Elrohir apparently didn't think any such thing, but he wasn't about to answer a clearly rhetorical question. He wasn't stupid, after all.
Though, he was currently crouching in the rose bushes at the edge of the family garden observing his father and Glorfindel on a morning walk, and planning the best path of revenge to use on the Balrog Slayer for a small incident the week before. Most would think the utter thought stupidity, but he wasn't most, and his pride had been firmly squashed into the mud by the blond, and he wasn't about to let that slide. Stupid revenge plans aside.
"So, what do you think?"
Elladan sighed in utter exasperation.
* * * * * *
"Aren't you even the least bit worried they might try something?" Elrond asked his friend.
Glorfindel appeared deep in thought, but the half-elf was sure he had heard the question.
"Oh, I know they're planning something. But as you are aware, very little worries me. And two elflings planning schemes of revenge for something that was rightly deserved, barely requires my attention much less my concern," he replied.
"Very well, so long as you are sure. The twins can be very ingenious when they wish to be. I hope this does not come back to haunt you at a future date, mellon nin."
"You'll see Elrond; there's nothing to worry about. I'll catch them long before they are ever able to pull a prank off. They may be smart for such a young age, and may have inherited your penchant for mischief, but I am millennia old and have seen more things even than you. I cannot be outsmarted by two children." He nodded his head to Elrond and left his lord standing in shock in the center of the roses.
"I do not have a penchant for mischief!"
* * * * * *
Elladan snickered so loudly he was sure for a moment his father would overhear. But thankfully Elrond was already moving off towards his study.
"Did you hear what Glor said?" Elrohir was grinning as if he'd just landed the biggest buck of the hunt.
"Yes, Ro, I heard him. I'm sitting not ten feet away after all."
"But do you know what this means?" his twin emphasized.
"Ada got into trouble when he was younger?" Elladan answered.
Elrohir stared at him for a long moment. "Yes..." he started; obviously expecting his twin to continue.
"And he got into trouble when he was younger?"
Elrohir sighed in exasperation. "Don't you see? All those times Ada told us he was never as poorly behaved as we are, and when he said that we should act more mature for our age like he did when he was young: he was lying."
Had Elladan been years younger, the utter thought of his father lying to them would have rendered him speechless in betrayal. But he wasn't younger, though his twin was certainly acting as if he was, and he was quite well aware his father, and everyone else for that matter, did not always speak the truth if they thought it for the best. And not informing his sons he was a troublemaker when he was young definitely qualified as 'for the best' in Elladan's opinion. But apparently Elrohir was beyond being reasonable or looking at the whole situation logically; so Elladan simply ignored him.
This wasn't at all what Elrohir had been hoping for, of course.
It was going to be a long day.
About the Time: After much deliberation, we elected to set this story around 300, with Elrond's little indiscretion taking place in an early year of the Second Age.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of them.though I wish I did.
Summary: In which Elrohir plots, Elladan is sly, Arwen joins the family business, and Glorfindel catches it right between the eyes.
OK, not literally, but I found a rhyme and got a little carried away.
* * * * * *
~Penchant for Your Thoughts?~
"What do you think?"
Elladan looked sidelong at his brother. "I think you've hit a new low, toron."
"Nonsense; it's the perfect idea. He'll never see it coming," countered Elrohir.
Elladan seemed to consider this for a moment. But only a moment. "You're right, he won't see it coming. But he'll see us leaving and that would mean trouble. Don't you think we've been in enough trouble this month?"
Elrohir apparently didn't think any such thing, but he wasn't about to answer a clearly rhetorical question. He wasn't stupid, after all.
Though, he was currently crouching in the rose bushes at the edge of the family garden observing his father and Glorfindel on a morning walk, and planning the best path of revenge to use on the Balrog Slayer for a small incident the week before. Most would think the utter thought stupidity, but he wasn't most, and his pride had been firmly squashed into the mud by the blond, and he wasn't about to let that slide. Stupid revenge plans aside.
"So, what do you think?"
Elladan sighed in utter exasperation.
* * * * * *
"Aren't you even the least bit worried they might try something?" Elrond asked his friend.
Glorfindel appeared deep in thought, but the half-elf was sure he had heard the question.
"Oh, I know they're planning something. But as you are aware, very little worries me. And two elflings planning schemes of revenge for something that was rightly deserved, barely requires my attention much less my concern," he replied.
"Very well, so long as you are sure. The twins can be very ingenious when they wish to be. I hope this does not come back to haunt you at a future date, mellon nin."
"You'll see Elrond; there's nothing to worry about. I'll catch them long before they are ever able to pull a prank off. They may be smart for such a young age, and may have inherited your penchant for mischief, but I am millennia old and have seen more things even than you. I cannot be outsmarted by two children." He nodded his head to Elrond and left his lord standing in shock in the center of the roses.
"I do not have a penchant for mischief!"
* * * * * *
Elladan snickered so loudly he was sure for a moment his father would overhear. But thankfully Elrond was already moving off towards his study.
"Did you hear what Glor said?" Elrohir was grinning as if he'd just landed the biggest buck of the hunt.
"Yes, Ro, I heard him. I'm sitting not ten feet away after all."
"But do you know what this means?" his twin emphasized.
"Ada got into trouble when he was younger?" Elladan answered.
Elrohir stared at him for a long moment. "Yes..." he started; obviously expecting his twin to continue.
"And he got into trouble when he was younger?"
Elrohir sighed in exasperation. "Don't you see? All those times Ada told us he was never as poorly behaved as we are, and when he said that we should act more mature for our age like he did when he was young: he was lying."
Had Elladan been years younger, the utter thought of his father lying to them would have rendered him speechless in betrayal. But he wasn't younger, though his twin was certainly acting as if he was, and he was quite well aware his father, and everyone else for that matter, did not always speak the truth if they thought it for the best. And not informing his sons he was a troublemaker when he was young definitely qualified as 'for the best' in Elladan's opinion. But apparently Elrohir was beyond being reasonable or looking at the whole situation logically; so Elladan simply ignored him.
This wasn't at all what Elrohir had been hoping for, of course.
It was going to be a long day.