A/N: Sorry for the long wait guys! I was updating my other stories and then school kinda got in the way for a while. But I'm back, and hopefully I'll update again soon!

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Games. Everyone knows at least one party game, right? I'm sure everyone also knows what charades are, at least, most people do. I can't say for those in Middle Earth, but I think they have a rudimentary understanding of how to play. I mean, I HAVE been playing the game for the past HOUR trying to get the twins to understand me.

They thought it hilarious at first, but when they realized that I really COULDN'T speak, they brought in the big guns. In other words Elrond, Celeborn, and Galadriel.

But the 'wise' beings of Middle Earth ran into a slight problem: they had no idea what had happened! It should have been simple to find out, seeing as how Galadriel is one heck of a psychic grandmother, but even she didn't know what was going on because I didn't know myself!

"She is in perfect health!', Ada frowned, glancing worriedly my way. "Are you sure you have no idea what has happened?"

I shook my head, giving a silent sigh.

"Do you remember anything of last night?"

Uh... nothing past the incident with Glorfindel and Blondie.

"Call Glorfindel and Legolas.', Galadriel ordered, sending me an amused smile.

Noooo! Don't do that

She gave me a look. No, she gave me the look. The look that your mom gives you that says 'clean something or flee.'

"Don't argue, penneth. Whatever happened between the three of you couldn't possibly be worse than whatever has happened to your voice."

"I sense a story!', Elladan grinned. "Something you want to tell us, Rielásse?"

I stuck my tongue out at him, making his smirk widen.

The Night Before...

"Well that was entertaining.', Glorfindel snorted, sipping on the wine that had been passed to him.

Legolas glared at him, rubbing his bruised side with a small wince. The injury was minor, and would would most likely disappear before morning, but it still ached at the moment.

"She has rather sharp elbows.', he muttered aloud.

"And a sharp tongue.', Glorfindel added with a grin.

"That too."

They stood in silence before he noticed the direction Glorfindel was staring in. He felt his eyes widen considerably at the sight that met his eyes.

"Should we do something?', he queried nervously, shifting on his feet slightly.

"I believe the twins have things well under control."

"Control?! They are giving her Dorwinion wine!"

"Gandalf is within three feet of them. If the twins manage to get her drunk, Elrond will take care of things."

"Elrond is busy."

"And you are overthinking things, mellon nin."

"They are going to make her drunk."

"Yes. It will be a most amusing sight, don't you think?"

"Glorfindel!"

"Is this really a good idea?"

"Was that a rhetorical question, or do you wish for me to answer you?"

Elrohir rolled his eyes, watching as his brother handed Riley another glass of wine. His sister looked to be partially inebriated already, her cheeks flushed as she giggled for no apparent reason.

"Ada will not be happy."

"Ada will not find out."

"We are in the MIDDLE of a LARGE room of PEOPLE and ELVES. Of course he will find out!', Elrohir retorted, ever the voice of reason in his brother's schemes.

"Then we should take her outside."

"That is most likely the worst idea you have had yet. Honestly Elladan!"

"We are the champions, my friends! And we'll keep on fighting 'till the end!"

"Cause we are the champions! Of the WORLD!"

"Well this is a sight to behold.', Elladan sniggered, watching as Riley tried to stay on her feet as she twirled through the crowd, dancing and singing loudly as she went, waving a sloshing cup of wine through the air.

"Ada is going to kill us!', Elrohir groaned, rubbing his forehead as he followed his sister through the masses of people, trying not to lose sight of the brunette.

"Valar help us!', they heard someone exclaim. "She is a singing drunk!"

"I am not drunk, you loopy elf!" Riley's affronted voice carried over the wind. "I haven't had anything to drink but grape juice!"

"Oh? And who told you it was grape juice?"

The twins grinned at one another as Lindir continued to ask Riley questions.

"The twins, of course!"

"I would ask if you believed them, but that would seem rather pointless, seeing the state you're in."

"State? What state? Are we in Texas?"

"Er... I suppose. Yes, yes we are.', the heard the bard stammer confusedly.

"All my ex's live in Texas! And Texas is the place I would love to be! But all my ex's—"

"Never mind.', Linder sighed. "We are not in Texas."

"Aww!', she whined. "Where are we then?"

"We are in Gondor."

"Gondor's no fun! All boring manners and stuff! Can't we go somewhere else?"

"We are going to see Gandalf before you offend the locals."

"Gandalf?', Riley slurred. "Why do we need to see Gandalf? Isn't he that grumpy guy with the scary eyebrows?"

The only response from Lindir was another sigh as he dragged her through the streets back towards the Citadel, leaving the twins behind.

"Should we follow them?"

"Lindir will take care of her. I do not want to be anywhere nearby when Ada finds out.', Elladan chuckled. "We cannot be blamed if we are not in the vicinity, yes?"

"No.', Elrohir groaned. "Riley told Lindir who gave her 'grape juice' remember?"

Elladan paled slightly.

"We need to find her, don't we?', he sighed.

"Yes. Lindir will only be able to keep her distracted for so long. If she isn't already passed out, already.', Elrohir reminded. "I wouldn't be surprised if that were to happen, considering how many cups you handed her."

"This wasn't a good idea, was it?"

"Were you not listening to anything I told you an hour ago?!"

Side Note: Okay, I know you guys are excited at the prospect of Riley actually BEING in a relationship, but as of now, that is still a long ways in the future. She is too young and immature at the moment for a serious relationship, so I'm going to play around with my character and let her broaden her horizons, I guess— let her grow, and mature a bit before we get into anything. I want to take this slow so I don't booger it up, m'kay? Once again, thank you so much for sticking with this story! Y'all amaze me! When I first started writing I didn't expect to get any reviews or followers yet here we are: in the sequel of So Not Happening! And it's all because of the encouragement you guys gave me! So thank you very, very much!

Oh! And can anyone guess why Riley can't speak? ;-D I would love to hear your thoughts!