A/N: Sorry this chappy took so long, but school was just horrible. Plus, to make things worse, I fell into a bit of Writers Block, sort of. I just saw TTT on Wednesday!!! I've gots to see it again! I'm so suffering!!!!

Puck - It didn't affect my writing? Great! Usually flu's either affect two things: my writing or my saneness. Well I guess I now know which one was sacrificed, don't we preciouss.

Nili - I'm glad you liked the opening, and I'll try to make it as viole-I mean interesting as possible. *evil grin*

ThE iNsAnE oNe - Thanxes so much for the hug! *gives hug in return*

Lina Skye - Hope this was soon enough!

JKB -I probably should say this is AU. Ok, I'll say it now. *holds sign that say: 'Beware of AU!'* The orcs aren't in Rivendell, so don't worry. The orcs are somewhat near the Bruinen, but since Estel was so focused on his dream-which involved orcs-he could hear them. I know it sounds odd, but it's true that if you focus on something, you're bound to hear it. Everyone else probably did too, but they knew the orcs couldn't get near them, so they didn't worry. I hope that made sense; if it didn't, then I send 1,000 chocolate brownies covered in M&M's as an apology! ///_^

Phoenixqueen - Thanxes for putting my fic on your favorites list *gives chocolate brownie*

Elanor - Yay, I can build up tension! And my English teacher says I'm a pathetic excuse at building up tension! ///_^ Sorry, but I have absolutely no idea at how to put puck back in her proper place. ( I'm glad you like the title. I spent hours trying to come up with one!

Please See Chapter 1 For Disclaimer & Summary

Dreams Are Reality

By: Kawaii BlueBear

[Chapter 2]

*blah, blah* equals italics

It was a clear day. The sun was shining, big puffy clouds were floating in the sky, and the sounds of running feet whisked through the house of Elrond.

"Help! Help!" came a running voice.

"Estel get back here! You deserve your punishment after what you did to my tunic!" followed another voice.

"And my tunic!" followed the previous one.

"But it wasn't my fault! How was I to know putting blueberries in your pockets would make them blue?" Estel shouted back at his brothers.

"It's not just putting blueberries in the pockets; it's squishing them *then* putting them into the pockets that dyes it blue!" yelled Elrohir.

"Which gives us all the more reason to tickle you!" declared Elladan as he caught up with Estel and tackled him.

As soon as Estel hit the floor with a big *oof!* Elladan carried out his actions and tickled the squirming boy. Soon after Estel began to laugh hysterically, Elrohir joined his twin. Poor Estel was laughing his head off at that point! He tried to tickle both of them back, but it was proven then that two against one was certainly not fair!

"Th-that's *Laughs* n-not f-f-fair!" Estel protested. But just because he protested, it didn't mean Elladan and Elrohir obeyed him.

"Not in a million years!" Elrohir declared loudly.

"The same goes for me!" Elladan also declared. "That was my favorite tunic!"

By now, Estel was laughing so hard everyone in Rivendell must have heard him.or at least Glorfindel.

"*Ahem*. What is going on here?" as soon as his voice was released, the 'war' stopped.

"Glorfindel!" yelled Estel while running behind him. "Dan and Ro were being mean to me! They were tickling me two against one just because I put blueberries in their dirty not-white tunics!"

Glorfindel looked at the 'guilty criminals'. "Is this true, Elladan? Elrohir?"

"First of all, those tunics were brand new almost! And second of all, the only reason Ro and I were tickling Estel two on one was so we made sure we got what he deserved!" Elladan said fuming.

"There's no need to get so upset, Elladan. Estel was merely having fun. Besides, both of those tunics *were* filthy."

"They were not!!!" Elrohir and Elladan yelled simultaneously.

"Take that, Dan and Ro!" Estel yelled.

"Wait just a minute." Glorfindel said, gently pulling Estel from behind him. "One thing is for sure: you shouldn't have put blueberries in your brothers' tunic pockets. Second of all, you should be inside with Lord Elrond; your studies await you."

With slumped shoulders, Estel trudged back inside. Glorfindel made sure he was inside before turning back to the twins to deliver his message

"Now that he's gone, I have a chance to tell you what I need to tell you."

"What must you tell us that could not have been said in front of Estel?" Elrohir asked while getting up, Elladan soon following.

"Your father sent me to confirm your departure." replied Glorfindel.

"Tomorrow morning, 6:00 in the morning." confirmed Elladan.

"Departure?! Where are you going?!" came a voice making everyone turn their heads to the source.

"Estel! I thought you were to go inside!" said Glorfindel.

"Well, I was and still am! But, I heard Ro ask what couldn't be said in front of me and I got curious." explained Estel, looking at his boots.

Elladan whacked Elrohir lightly upside the head.

"Ow!" Elrohir exclaimed in surprise. "What in Middle-earth was that for?!"

"For you and your loud mouth, that's what!" explained Elladan.

Estel giggled at the elf-twins' antics before gathering up the courage to ask: "Can I go with you now I know about your departure tomorrow?"

Of course, the direct answer was: "No." from all three elves.

"But why? I'm nearly seven years old!"

"Which is still considered *very* young, even in human terms. Besides, you don't even know where or what we are going to do." said Elrohir.

"True, but I still want to come with you!"

"Why?" asked Elladan.

"Why? Well, because.because."

"Exactly, you only want to go because we're going. If we weren't going anywhere, you'd be perfectly content to stay here." said Elrohir.

"That's not true!"

"Then why *do* you want to go?" asked Elladan, already knowing the answer.

"Because.because.just because!"

"That's not an answer!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!!!"

"Is not!!!"

"IS TOO!!!"

"IS NOT!!!"

"BOTH OF YOU STOP NOW!!!"

All eyes, including the excluded-out-of-the-argument Elrohir, turned to the annoyed Glorfindel.

"Why is your face all red, Glorfindel?" asked Estel.

"Never mind that now. Elladan and Elrohir are right; you cannot go on the trip." Glorfindel said.

"But-" Estel protested.

"No buts! Now go; your father is waiting for you." Glorfindel ordered, watching as Estel glumly made his way to Elrond's study.

It wasn't fair! He was old enough to go on a whatever-trip with his brothers into the wilderness, right? It didn't matter. What did matter was finding a way to go on the whatever-trip.

TBC.