A/N: Hello again, everyone who reviews! This is all for you!

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Elrond smiled as he walked out onto the porch. It was such a beautiful day and he was in a good mood. Frodo had wakened earlier, and he was looking forward to the feast that would surely be held that evening. The elf lord relaxed to the sound of birds prancing through the forest, leaves cavorting on the rocks, and the screaming waterfalls.

Screaming waterfalls?

Elrond sat straight up and listened. Yes... through the spray and crash of water he could faintly hear a glurgling scream- make that two glurgling screams. They stopped within seconds, however, and Elrond shrugged and went back to his meditating.

Presently, Frodo and Sam strolled out. They paused to look at Elrond, suspended by... tie-dyed suspenders from the balcony railing.

"Mister Elrond?" Sam asked tentatively.

"What?" Elrond snapped out of his reverie to find the hobbit looking at him curiously. "Oh." He flipped onto the balcony. "How are you doing, Frodo?"

Frodo had his head cocked, listening to something in the distance. "Um. Mister Elrond, I think I hear something."

Elrond listened. "You're right. What is it?"

"Oh... I know. It's Merry and Pippin."

"Those two fool hobbits? What are they up to now?'

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"Mister Legolas!" Pippin yelled into the waterfall. "Please don't die! You won't get to see Arwen again."

Merry regarded him somewhat pensively. "You know, Pip, sometimes you're rather intuitive." He grimaced. "And don't forget that Elrond would kill us if we hurt his son-in-law."

"Oh. Mister Legolas!" Pippin called again. "Please don't die, and please rescue Strider while you're at it! Mister Elrond would kill us if you didn't!"

"Pip?"

"Merry?"

"I don't think that's going to work."

"Oh." Pippin pouted. "Well, it's worth a try."

"Fine. Just be careful that no one hears us, or we're dead."

"I know, I know. I'm not stupid."

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Legolas was dimly aware of floating... floating, until abruptly he bumped into a sandbar. He sat up, and started to cough out water and sand and... pebbles. Gross. Legolas waited until the spinning in his head stopped, and opened his eyes.

He was at the edge of a shallow pool, connected to a river that was very close to a waterfall. Legolas gulped. Now he remembered... something about falling off a waterfall with Aragorn...

Aragorn! Where was Aragorn? Legolas stood up and looked around frantically. There was no one in sight.

"Oh, no," Legolas muttered to himself. "What do you want to bet that I killed off Isildur's heir? Oh great... Dad always said I was clumsy. Oh, where is he? I don't care if he's dead or alive, but where is he?"

On cue, a body floated, face-down, into view. Legolas bounded over and turned the body on its back. Yup. Aragorn.

"Oh... I didn't mean that... no, oh great, he's dead... *I'm* dead... he's dead... *I'm* dead..."

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Elrond, Frodo and Sam went to investigate the noise. After climbing past a few rapids and floundering streams, they reached the spot where Pippin was sitting in the tree looking down at the waterfall thoughtfully and Merry was pacing.

When Pippin saw Frodo, he cried in relief, "Frodo! You're awake! You've got to help us. Legolas and Strider fell off the waterfall and we have to get them back before Mister Elrond notices!"

Frodo sighed. "Use your eyes, Pippin." Pippin looked around and saw Elrond staring at him incredulously.

"Oh. Ah... hello, ah, Mister Elrond."

"YOU LED MY SON TO FALL OFF A WATERFALL?!"

"Ah... we didn't actually do-"

"Don't be stupid. Aragorn could not have fallen off a waterfall all on his own."

"He didn't," Merry interjected. "Legolas sort of... helped him."

"Legolas." Elrond fumed. "I see. That little... little... argh! He's an elven disgrace! Just wait until I speak to his father!"

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Legolas gulped and vigorously thumped Aragorn on the back. "Come on, now. Don't die on me... please? Please?"

Aragorn coughed out a stream of muddy water and blinked.

"Yes!" Legolas cheered. He leapt up and did a little dance. Therefore dropping Aragorn's head. The Ranger fell back again, knocking his head on a sharp rock.

Legolas slapped himself on the head. "Not again! Come on, Aragorn..."

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Elrond whistled impatiently, and a little bluebird flew up to him.

"Get Thranduril," Elrond said none too patiently. The bird chirped in curiosity. "I'll tell you later," Elrond replied testily. "Just... get that father of a fool over here now!" He sent the bird off with a wave of his hand.

Presently, the hobbits noticed a dark mass flying towards them. As it came closer, they could see it was an elf, suspended in the air by multitudes of bluebirds, sparrows, hawks, cardinals... and pigeons.

"Was this really important, Elrond?" the elf yelled. "I hear it's about Legolas."

"Yes, it's about your dolt of a son Legolas."

"What's the matter now?" he called as the birds let go all at once and he fell ungracefully to the ground. "I was just having my tea and crumpets."

"To hell with your tea and crumpets!" Elrond fumed. "Your IDIOT son killed MY son by pushing him off a WATERFALL!"

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A/N: This is really drawing to a close. Just a few more chapters... and what will happen when Legolas takes Aragorn back?