A/N: I know I have not uploaded for weeks. sorry but I think this'll be my last story anyway. no time

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A few days later Merry and Pippin were walking along the halls of Rivendell when they heard Legolas talking. It was the first time they saw him since the "incident" so they went to greet him.

Legolas was talking to man who was very big and carried a round sort of shield on his back. The two were laughing together. Merry and Pippin walked up to them, but neither noticed. Finally Pippin stepped hard on Legolas's foot.

"Ow." Legolas looked down and saw the hobbits. "Oh. It's you people again."

"Hi Mister Legolas," Pippin said. "We haven't seen you for a long time."

"What about me?" Boromir asked.

"Hi Mister Boromir," the hobbits chimed.

Boromir looked at Legolas. "Do they do that to everyone?"

"Only tall people."

"Why were you laughing?" Merry asked. At that Legolas smirked.

"Well, it's really not that funny, but." He grinned. "Oh, why not. See Arwen has to go on a little errand for her father, and Aragorn is behaving like a heartbroken fool, just because he'll have to postpone his romancing until she gets back."

Boromir rolled his eyes. "Well, I best be off now. Nice meeting you children." He sauntered off.

"Everyone calls us children," Merry said gloomily. "It's so depressing."

"Aw, don't be sad," Legolas said. He thought for a moment and then said, "I have an idea. Do you want to do something funny to Aragorn?"

"Yeah!" "What could we do?"

"Um." There was a long silence. "Oh, I know. How about we pretend to Aragorn that Arwen is in love with me instead of him?"

Merry looked at Legolas suspiciously, but Pippin grinned and said, "Sure! How?"

"Arwen will probably write letters to him all during her two day trip, if I know her. We can intercept the letters and replace them with others that are not so. truthful."

"As long as no one gets hurt," Merry finally decided.

"Of course not. It's just a joke."

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That evening, after Arwen had left, Legolas sneaked into Arwen's room while Merry and Pippin kept watch. He rummaged carefully among her belongings, looking for a sample of her handwriting. After that, he realized that he had to make the letter smell like Arwen, seeing how that Aragorn would probably notice if it didn't.

Legolas looked around before his eyes landed on Arwen's closet. He opened it and sniffed his way around the different clothes, closing his eyes with a smile. That distinctive fragrance. He found a good cloak, red and bordered with lace and jewels, and wrapped it around himself. Then he found a nice hair ornament. That would do. Now for the stationery.

Glorfindel was standing in the doorway. And the hobbits were no where to be seen.

"Cross-dressing, are we, Legolas?" Glorfindel commented.

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"Do you suppose Mister Legolas will be angry at us for leaving him?"

"I hope not. That elf was awfully big, though."

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"Ah. ah. um." Legolas stuttered.

Glorfindel smirked. "This is hardly the first incident, Legolas."

"It's not what you think, really. Not this."

"Not this time? Sure, Legolas. But next time, go for the blue dress. Red really isn't your best color."

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The next day, after Legolas had yelled at them proper, Merry and Pippin went off to deliver the letter. Its specific contents shall be left unsaid.

They put the letter on Aragorn's bed and then went up the ceiling, where Legolas was already waiting for them. Only a few minutes later Aragorn walked in and, seeing the letter, raced to it and tore the envelope open.

"After all the time you spent making the letters," Merry said disapprovingly to Legolas.

"Hush. The best part should be coming right up."

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The valley vibrated with a despairing cry.