Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing! NOTHING! The 2nd chapter was not mine! My sister posted it when I was at baseball practice Ellen, if you are reading this, you are EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVIL And concertmasters suck Trumpets are the best Thoughts are in

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Elrond was trying to stay calm, but that was becoming difficult. He faced his two not-so-

good adivisors.

"Erestor, Glorfindel, forget about the Orc report. I'll just get Elladan and Elrohir to do

that. Anyways, Celeborn will be arriving tonight for a banquet. I trust you two to

plan it. * Don't * mess this one up."

"Of course not, Elrond." Glorfindel replied. Erestor did the same. If Elrond had known

what was going to happen, he would have planned the banguet himself.

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"My lord Celeborn, it is wonderful to see you again." Elrond said with a bow.

"Indeed, Elrond. It has been many years since I have set food inside Rivendell"

Celeborn replied while bowing as well, if not as much.

"And it is * always * a pleasure to see you again, milady." Elrond said to Galadriel.

"The same to you, Elrond * Peredhil *" Galadriel replied, mockingly. Elrond grimaced.

"Erestor, Glorfindel, please show Celeborn and Galadriel to their room." He said.

"Of course, right this way"

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Erestor and Glorfindel led the Lord and Lady of the Golden Wood down the corridor.

"So how is Elrond doing?" Celeborn asked, trying to break the silence.

"He is the same Elrond Peredhil," said Erestor

"With a history of thumb-sucking and bed-wetting," finished Glorfindel. Celeborn

raised an eyebrow while Galadriel mentally laughed. What a great thing to tell Cirdan

and Thranduil at the next Elvish Council...wait, Thranduil has a history of bed-wetting

too. I should know, I fostered the brat for ten years.

"Anything else you would like to tell us?" Galadriel asked.

"Yes, Elrond used run around Lindon without any clothes," Erestor answered.

"Along with Elros" Glorfindel stated.

"And he used to-" Erestor was cut off by Celeborn.

"I think that's enough" he said.

"Oh, well, here we are. I hope you find your room enjoyable."

"I sure we will, thank you"

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"Tonight, we celebrate the day of the victory against Sauron. This day, so many years

ago, my good friend Gil-galad fell in the Battle of the Last Alliance. But his death was

not in vain, for Sauron was destroyed. To Gil-galad, and all the Elves that died in the

Last Alliance." Elrond finished and took a sip from his goblet. The others in the hall did

the same. The Elves started to eat, and some got up to sing and dance. Elrond told

Glorfindel to bring Celeborn more wine, and he was about to hand it to the Lorien lord,

then he tripped. The wine splattered against Celeborn and Galadriel, who was just about

to make an * important * announcement. Elrond silently cursed. Elves immediatly went

to help Galadriel, and ignored Celeborn.

"Hey! What about me? Aren't I important?" No one heard him, they were too busy

listened to Galadriel say,

"Your Lord Elrond has a history of thumb-sucking and bed-wetting"