~*~*~*~
Elladan, Elrohir, and Pippin headed out into the surrounding woods of Rivendell. The twins had finally decided to take the youth out for a picnic and swimming. Pippin bounced alongside the elven twins listening enrapt as they reencounted tales of battle and intrigue.
Pippin tugged at the basket Elrohir was carrying. The younger twin lowered the basket making it easier for the hobbit to reach inside. "What are you searching for aier?"
Pippin picked out a red apple looking up curiously at the elf. "What does aier mean?"
Elrohir smiled. "It means little one."
"Oh."
"Do you mind me calling you that?" Elrohir asked cocking his head inquisitively.
"Oh no," Pippin laughed, "I am smaller than you after all."
Elladan smiled and added. "And I dare say younger."
Pippin studied the two elves in front of him. "You don't look that old. Although Bilbo says that most elves are older than the Shire. Are you really that old?"
Elrohir raised an eyebrow. "I do not know how old your Shire is but my brother and I are well over two thousand years."
Pippin's eyes widened in surprise.
"Come," Elladan called gently. "We are almost there."
~*~*~*~
Glorfindel knocked on the door to the dwarf's room.
"Enter." The deep bass voice rumbled.
Glorfindel stepped into the room to find Gimli standing waiting for him. The dwarf seemed all right from last night's excursions. The dwarf wore a heavy robe and his beard was braided. Glorfindel eyed him shrewdly noticing a pale tinge to the skin. So the dwarf wasn't feeling as well as he pretended.
"Master Dwarf," Glorfindel bowed respectively. "I was sent to see if everything is well?"
Gimli nodded. "Yes everything is quite well, thank you."
"Would you like me to have brought breakfast up to your room?"
The dwarf visibly paled at the mention of food. Glorfindel hid a smirk.
"No thank you Master Elf." Gimli finally managed to whisper. "Are we to be having any meetings today?"
Glorfindel shook his head. "No, my Lord Elrond has decided that everyone should have a day of rest."
Gimli relaxed visibly muttering thankfully under his breathe.
"If you would have any need of assistance please let me know and I shall arrange whatever I can."
"Ah, thank you," Gimli replied.
Glorfindel nodded. The dwarf's posture suddenly stiffened a heavy hand moving to his stomach. "Are you well Master Dwarf?"
Gimli straightened nodding as he led the elf towards the door. "Come to think of it Master Elf, I could use some tea if it is available."
Glorfindel choked on his laughter as Gimli urged him out the door. "Very well then I will return momentarily."
Gimli nodded before shutting the door rather abruptly. Glorfindel walked down the hall laughing softly to himself. Mortals.
~*~*~*~
Elrond rubbed his forehead wearily as he exited the infirmary, a kettle of raspberry tea in one hand. Ihunaew had finally calmed down after Elrond had continually reassured the cook that there would be no more missing food and everything would be replaced. He really hoped that he would not be turned into a liar on this matter.
He had better talk to the twins when they get home.
Elrond looked up from his musings and stopped dead, a grin plastering itself to his face. "Mithrandir? Are you alright?"
"Do I look alright to you?"
Elrond's grin got wider. "Do you want an honest answer?"
"Oh be quiet youngling." Gandalf growled. He sniffed the air. "Ah that smells like Raspberry tea."
"It is. The hobbits are unwell from last night's drinking. Would you like some tea?"
"Yes. The hobbits are unwell?"
Elrond nodded. "Nothing a little rest and tea won't cure."
Gandalf grunted. "Well I'm sure they will be fine in your capable hands. Now if you would be so kind as to pour some of that tea Elrond."
Elrond nodded. "Would you like to sit in the lounge?"
"That would be nice."
Elrond looked over at the wizard, raising an eyebrow. "Would you like me to guide you there?"
Elrond could see the wizard glaring at him from under the heavy veil. "Don't be impertinent Elrond."
~*~*~*~
"Elvs don get schick."
Legolas gave a choked laugh at his friend's statement, which ended in a groan as he felt his stomach roll. "Well I am."
Aragorn pulled the covers down further as he looked over his friend.
Legolas continued, "Lord Elrond informed me that I have a hangover from last night's wine."
A nagging suspicion began to circle in Aragorn's pounding head. There was only one wine that he knew of that could cause a hangover in the elven race. He swore loudly and colorfully, realizing what his brothers had done.
Legolas raised a cultured eyebrow. "Such vulgarity Aragorn."
Aragorn snorted in disgust before mimicking Legolas' words from last night. "Now we no thed not plannin a prank. They wood not have invit'd the hobbitz odderwize."
The Prince's eyes narrowed. "You're saying Elladan and Elrohir had something to do with this?"
Aragorn quickly re-counted a tale of his youth involving the twins, himself, and a couple of rangers along with a very potent wine. When he was finished Legolas' eyes were flashing angrily and the elf used language that befitted a warrior.
~*~*~*~
"Pippin?"
"Master Took?"
The twin's shouts echoed around the small lake. No answer was forthcoming. Elladan shared a look with his brother. This was not looking good. They had spent most of the last five hours swimming and playing in the water with the young hobbit along with playing games of hide and seek. Only now it seemed as if they had really lost their playmate. The young hobbit was nowhere to be found.
"Pippin?" Elladan called again.
"Ada will kill us if we have lost him." Elrohir muttered.
"I would be more concerned about the hobbit cousins. I do not think they will be pleased with us either."
"What are we to do 'Dan. We've looked everywhere." The younger twin murmured running a hand through his dark tresses. "I can find no trail or tracks either."
"It's getting late too. Let's head home, maybe he headed there and if not we can organize a search party."
"Ada's going to kill us."
~*~*~*~
Ihunaew laughed as Glorfindel told her of the Fellowship's suffering from the after effects of the wine. They were in the kitchen and the golden haired elf was helping the cook prepare the evening meal for the invalids, a mild broth with plenty of stomach soothing herbs.
"You are terrible Glorfindel." Ihunaew laughed as she stirred the both.
Glorfindel chuckled. "Yes I am. But it is amusing, especially seeing Mithrandir walking around with a veil over his face."
"You best be careful or he will turn you into a toad."
Glorfindel crossed his arms leaning back against the counter a smug look on his face. "If he hasn't done it yet I doubt he ever will."
"How is our Estel doing? Any better?"
Glorfindel's brows creased in thought. "Not much I believe. Though he and Legolas have been in conversation since this afternoon. They are planning something."
"And you haven't been my lord? Oh, don't give me that innocent look. You know very well what I am talking about. You are still planning revenge on the twins for the flour incident. I've been the cook here since Imladris was founded and I believe I know the occupants in this house fairly well."
"You wound me my lady." Glorfindel chuckled. "Though I will not deny your accusations."
"I did not think you would." Ihunaew filled a couple of bowls placing them on a nearby tray. "I will take these up to Lord Elrond, you keep stirring the broth."
"Yes Ihunaew." Glorfindel laughed rolling his eyes.
The she elf stopped at the door turning a questioning eye back towards the seneschal. "And Glorfindel none of my cooking supplies had better be missing when I get back."
Glorfindel's rich laughter echoed within the halls.
~*~*~*~
Elladan and Elrohir stood outside their father's lounge. They shared a look with each other bracing themselves before entering to tell him they lost the hobbit. They stopped dead upon entering finding the object of their worry sitting beside their father and sister happily telling them about his day. Elrond looked up as his sons entered raising an eyebrow.
"You are late where were you two?" Elrond questioned firmly.
"We were looking for Pippin!" Elladan ground out dazedly.
"We thought he was lost." Elrohir added.
Pippin looked between the two elves in confusion. "Didn't youse get my note? I left it in the basket. It was growing late and I couldn't find youse two. And you can't be late for dinner. That would be rude and Frodo would have my hide."
Elrohir quickly opened the basket and found a small scrape of paper on the bottom. He shut his eyes with a groan. His twin echoed the sentiment.
"Now that you two are finally home why don't you go down to the kitchen and help Ihunaew serve the trays to the others. Then you and I will have a talk." Elrond commanded firmly.
The twins shared a sigh. "Yes Ada."
~*~*~*~
Glorfindel entered the hobbits' room carrying the serving tray. Three sets of hobbit eyes swung towards the elf. Glorfindel helped the hobbits sit up before setting the bowls in their laps.
Merry looked around a slight frown creasing his brow. "Where is Pippin?"
Frodo's brow wrinkled in displeasure. "He has not been causing any trouble has he?"
"Oh no. Do not worry Master Baggins." Glorfindel reassured. "He has been quite a well behaved little hobbit lad and has taken his dinner with Lord Elrond for the evening."
The three hobbits let out a shared sigh of relief.
"Good." Frodo replied. "I was hoping he would not cause any mischief."
"No all is well I a sure you." Glorfindel smiled. "Now if you are quite settled for a moment I have to take this tray to Master Gimli."
"Yes we are quite well, thank you." Frodo replied.
As Glorfindel exited the room he heard Merry remark. "See I told you Sam. They're elves, handling Pippin would be no problem."
~*~*~*~
Elladan knocked on the door to Legolas room.
"Come in."
Elladan entered setting the dinner tray on the table beside the door. He turned leaning against the doorway arms crossed a pleased grin on his face. He was feeling rather smug about the Prince's current condition. Legolas was seated facing the veranda, his back towards Elladan, and his feet propped up on a stool.
"I thought I taught you to never to sit with your back to a door." Elladan teased the blonde elf. "You never know who may enter."
With surprising swiftness Legolas turned throwing a small dagger at the elder twin.
Thunk.
The knife sunk home quivering slightly in the woodwork. Elladan's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at the dagger embedded in the folds of his tunic. The knife had penetrated the fabric over his shoulder to embed itself deeply into the wall effectively pinning him to the doorway.
"You missed cousin." Elladan replied keeping his voice light. He reached up grasping the hilt of the blade. He found in his current position he was unable to remove it.
"I didn't miss." Legolas hissed softly, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. He reached into his boot pulling out another knife.
Elladan stared at Legolas trying to figure out what the Prince was playing at. "Feeling fae today are we?"
The corner's of Legolas' mouth twitched in a feral smile before he slammed the other dagger home over Elladan's other shoulder. The Noldor elf found himself unable to move.
"Legolas!" Elladan snapped. "What are you doing?!"
"Retribution cousin." Legolas said stepping back to look at his handiwork. "For that lovely party you and 'Ro gave last night."
~*~*~*~
Elrohir stepped out of Aragorn's room and into the gardens his hands held over his ears to keep out the annoyed shouting of his brother. Aragorn had figured out what they had been drinking last night. It was a good thing the man would need another two days before he was up and about. That would be enough time for him and Elladan to figure out how to stay out of the ranger's way until he calmed down.
He stepped under a tree, suddenly feeling something wrap around his ankle, and jerking him up into the air. A flurry of leaves later he found himself hanging upside down by his ankle. He blinked in surprise.
"What the-?" Elrohir muttered. He noticed with no small disgust that the trap was a wood elves snare. Oh no. Legolas knew.
"Legolas?" Elrohir questioned hearing someone move up behind him. That was all he got out as a blindfold and gag quickly descended on him.
~*~*~*~
The next morning the Fellowship gingerly made their way to the dining room for breakfast. No one looked up to a hundred percent but all in all they were moving and on their own two feet, which was a big improvement. Elrond stood at the head of the table joined by Arwen, Glorfindel, Gandalf, and Bilbo. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin sat beside their older cousin. Aragorn had sat beside Arwen then Boromir and Gimli were beside him. Legolas and Rowan hurried into the room then and quickly took two of the four chairs left.
Ihunaew entered the room then and began setting bowls in front everybody while another of the maids filled cups with tea. Elrond looked at the empty chairs were his sons were supposed to be. Those two were really adding to their list of problems. With an annoyed look Elrond turned to Glorfindel slipping into the high tongue.
"Glorfindel have you seen my sons this morning?"
Glorfindel shook his head.
A strangled choke made Elrond look down the table to see Aragorn glancing furtively towards Legolas. Crossing his arms he turned his gaze to the two friends. In Quenya he questioned the two. "Legolas, Aragorn, do you two know where Elladan or Elrohir are?"
"No Ada." Aragorn replied innocently in Quenya.
Elrond narrowed his eyes. Aragorn wasn't lying he knew that but his foster son definitely knew something. Elrond again questioned the Prince. "Legolas?"
A faint pink tinged the high cheekbones.
The rest of the Fellowship had turned curious eyes towards the others. They might not have understood what was going on but Elrond's tone commanded attention.
Legolas quickly in Quenya proceeded to tell Elrond were to find his sons.
Elrond groaned putting his head in his hands. Glorfindel, Arwen, Gandalf, and Aragorn broke into laughter.
"What's going on?" Pippin asked curiously.
Elrond held his hands up for silence before replying in the common tongue. "I apologize to all of you. I was just questioning the absence of my sons. It seems they are a little tied up at the moment, so if you'll please excuse their absence."
The Fellowship nodded before turning back to their meals.
Elrond leaned over to his seneschal. "Glorfindel if you would be so kind as to retrieve my sons."
Glorfindel nodded a pleased smirk on his face. "With pleasure my Lord."
THE END
Elladan, Elrohir, and Pippin headed out into the surrounding woods of Rivendell. The twins had finally decided to take the youth out for a picnic and swimming. Pippin bounced alongside the elven twins listening enrapt as they reencounted tales of battle and intrigue.
Pippin tugged at the basket Elrohir was carrying. The younger twin lowered the basket making it easier for the hobbit to reach inside. "What are you searching for aier?"
Pippin picked out a red apple looking up curiously at the elf. "What does aier mean?"
Elrohir smiled. "It means little one."
"Oh."
"Do you mind me calling you that?" Elrohir asked cocking his head inquisitively.
"Oh no," Pippin laughed, "I am smaller than you after all."
Elladan smiled and added. "And I dare say younger."
Pippin studied the two elves in front of him. "You don't look that old. Although Bilbo says that most elves are older than the Shire. Are you really that old?"
Elrohir raised an eyebrow. "I do not know how old your Shire is but my brother and I are well over two thousand years."
Pippin's eyes widened in surprise.
"Come," Elladan called gently. "We are almost there."
~*~*~*~
Glorfindel knocked on the door to the dwarf's room.
"Enter." The deep bass voice rumbled.
Glorfindel stepped into the room to find Gimli standing waiting for him. The dwarf seemed all right from last night's excursions. The dwarf wore a heavy robe and his beard was braided. Glorfindel eyed him shrewdly noticing a pale tinge to the skin. So the dwarf wasn't feeling as well as he pretended.
"Master Dwarf," Glorfindel bowed respectively. "I was sent to see if everything is well?"
Gimli nodded. "Yes everything is quite well, thank you."
"Would you like me to have brought breakfast up to your room?"
The dwarf visibly paled at the mention of food. Glorfindel hid a smirk.
"No thank you Master Elf." Gimli finally managed to whisper. "Are we to be having any meetings today?"
Glorfindel shook his head. "No, my Lord Elrond has decided that everyone should have a day of rest."
Gimli relaxed visibly muttering thankfully under his breathe.
"If you would have any need of assistance please let me know and I shall arrange whatever I can."
"Ah, thank you," Gimli replied.
Glorfindel nodded. The dwarf's posture suddenly stiffened a heavy hand moving to his stomach. "Are you well Master Dwarf?"
Gimli straightened nodding as he led the elf towards the door. "Come to think of it Master Elf, I could use some tea if it is available."
Glorfindel choked on his laughter as Gimli urged him out the door. "Very well then I will return momentarily."
Gimli nodded before shutting the door rather abruptly. Glorfindel walked down the hall laughing softly to himself. Mortals.
~*~*~*~
Elrond rubbed his forehead wearily as he exited the infirmary, a kettle of raspberry tea in one hand. Ihunaew had finally calmed down after Elrond had continually reassured the cook that there would be no more missing food and everything would be replaced. He really hoped that he would not be turned into a liar on this matter.
He had better talk to the twins when they get home.
Elrond looked up from his musings and stopped dead, a grin plastering itself to his face. "Mithrandir? Are you alright?"
"Do I look alright to you?"
Elrond's grin got wider. "Do you want an honest answer?"
"Oh be quiet youngling." Gandalf growled. He sniffed the air. "Ah that smells like Raspberry tea."
"It is. The hobbits are unwell from last night's drinking. Would you like some tea?"
"Yes. The hobbits are unwell?"
Elrond nodded. "Nothing a little rest and tea won't cure."
Gandalf grunted. "Well I'm sure they will be fine in your capable hands. Now if you would be so kind as to pour some of that tea Elrond."
Elrond nodded. "Would you like to sit in the lounge?"
"That would be nice."
Elrond looked over at the wizard, raising an eyebrow. "Would you like me to guide you there?"
Elrond could see the wizard glaring at him from under the heavy veil. "Don't be impertinent Elrond."
~*~*~*~
"Elvs don get schick."
Legolas gave a choked laugh at his friend's statement, which ended in a groan as he felt his stomach roll. "Well I am."
Aragorn pulled the covers down further as he looked over his friend.
Legolas continued, "Lord Elrond informed me that I have a hangover from last night's wine."
A nagging suspicion began to circle in Aragorn's pounding head. There was only one wine that he knew of that could cause a hangover in the elven race. He swore loudly and colorfully, realizing what his brothers had done.
Legolas raised a cultured eyebrow. "Such vulgarity Aragorn."
Aragorn snorted in disgust before mimicking Legolas' words from last night. "Now we no thed not plannin a prank. They wood not have invit'd the hobbitz odderwize."
The Prince's eyes narrowed. "You're saying Elladan and Elrohir had something to do with this?"
Aragorn quickly re-counted a tale of his youth involving the twins, himself, and a couple of rangers along with a very potent wine. When he was finished Legolas' eyes were flashing angrily and the elf used language that befitted a warrior.
~*~*~*~
"Pippin?"
"Master Took?"
The twin's shouts echoed around the small lake. No answer was forthcoming. Elladan shared a look with his brother. This was not looking good. They had spent most of the last five hours swimming and playing in the water with the young hobbit along with playing games of hide and seek. Only now it seemed as if they had really lost their playmate. The young hobbit was nowhere to be found.
"Pippin?" Elladan called again.
"Ada will kill us if we have lost him." Elrohir muttered.
"I would be more concerned about the hobbit cousins. I do not think they will be pleased with us either."
"What are we to do 'Dan. We've looked everywhere." The younger twin murmured running a hand through his dark tresses. "I can find no trail or tracks either."
"It's getting late too. Let's head home, maybe he headed there and if not we can organize a search party."
"Ada's going to kill us."
~*~*~*~
Ihunaew laughed as Glorfindel told her of the Fellowship's suffering from the after effects of the wine. They were in the kitchen and the golden haired elf was helping the cook prepare the evening meal for the invalids, a mild broth with plenty of stomach soothing herbs.
"You are terrible Glorfindel." Ihunaew laughed as she stirred the both.
Glorfindel chuckled. "Yes I am. But it is amusing, especially seeing Mithrandir walking around with a veil over his face."
"You best be careful or he will turn you into a toad."
Glorfindel crossed his arms leaning back against the counter a smug look on his face. "If he hasn't done it yet I doubt he ever will."
"How is our Estel doing? Any better?"
Glorfindel's brows creased in thought. "Not much I believe. Though he and Legolas have been in conversation since this afternoon. They are planning something."
"And you haven't been my lord? Oh, don't give me that innocent look. You know very well what I am talking about. You are still planning revenge on the twins for the flour incident. I've been the cook here since Imladris was founded and I believe I know the occupants in this house fairly well."
"You wound me my lady." Glorfindel chuckled. "Though I will not deny your accusations."
"I did not think you would." Ihunaew filled a couple of bowls placing them on a nearby tray. "I will take these up to Lord Elrond, you keep stirring the broth."
"Yes Ihunaew." Glorfindel laughed rolling his eyes.
The she elf stopped at the door turning a questioning eye back towards the seneschal. "And Glorfindel none of my cooking supplies had better be missing when I get back."
Glorfindel's rich laughter echoed within the halls.
~*~*~*~
Elladan and Elrohir stood outside their father's lounge. They shared a look with each other bracing themselves before entering to tell him they lost the hobbit. They stopped dead upon entering finding the object of their worry sitting beside their father and sister happily telling them about his day. Elrond looked up as his sons entered raising an eyebrow.
"You are late where were you two?" Elrond questioned firmly.
"We were looking for Pippin!" Elladan ground out dazedly.
"We thought he was lost." Elrohir added.
Pippin looked between the two elves in confusion. "Didn't youse get my note? I left it in the basket. It was growing late and I couldn't find youse two. And you can't be late for dinner. That would be rude and Frodo would have my hide."
Elrohir quickly opened the basket and found a small scrape of paper on the bottom. He shut his eyes with a groan. His twin echoed the sentiment.
"Now that you two are finally home why don't you go down to the kitchen and help Ihunaew serve the trays to the others. Then you and I will have a talk." Elrond commanded firmly.
The twins shared a sigh. "Yes Ada."
~*~*~*~
Glorfindel entered the hobbits' room carrying the serving tray. Three sets of hobbit eyes swung towards the elf. Glorfindel helped the hobbits sit up before setting the bowls in their laps.
Merry looked around a slight frown creasing his brow. "Where is Pippin?"
Frodo's brow wrinkled in displeasure. "He has not been causing any trouble has he?"
"Oh no. Do not worry Master Baggins." Glorfindel reassured. "He has been quite a well behaved little hobbit lad and has taken his dinner with Lord Elrond for the evening."
The three hobbits let out a shared sigh of relief.
"Good." Frodo replied. "I was hoping he would not cause any mischief."
"No all is well I a sure you." Glorfindel smiled. "Now if you are quite settled for a moment I have to take this tray to Master Gimli."
"Yes we are quite well, thank you." Frodo replied.
As Glorfindel exited the room he heard Merry remark. "See I told you Sam. They're elves, handling Pippin would be no problem."
~*~*~*~
Elladan knocked on the door to Legolas room.
"Come in."
Elladan entered setting the dinner tray on the table beside the door. He turned leaning against the doorway arms crossed a pleased grin on his face. He was feeling rather smug about the Prince's current condition. Legolas was seated facing the veranda, his back towards Elladan, and his feet propped up on a stool.
"I thought I taught you to never to sit with your back to a door." Elladan teased the blonde elf. "You never know who may enter."
With surprising swiftness Legolas turned throwing a small dagger at the elder twin.
Thunk.
The knife sunk home quivering slightly in the woodwork. Elladan's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at the dagger embedded in the folds of his tunic. The knife had penetrated the fabric over his shoulder to embed itself deeply into the wall effectively pinning him to the doorway.
"You missed cousin." Elladan replied keeping his voice light. He reached up grasping the hilt of the blade. He found in his current position he was unable to remove it.
"I didn't miss." Legolas hissed softly, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. He reached into his boot pulling out another knife.
Elladan stared at Legolas trying to figure out what the Prince was playing at. "Feeling fae today are we?"
The corner's of Legolas' mouth twitched in a feral smile before he slammed the other dagger home over Elladan's other shoulder. The Noldor elf found himself unable to move.
"Legolas!" Elladan snapped. "What are you doing?!"
"Retribution cousin." Legolas said stepping back to look at his handiwork. "For that lovely party you and 'Ro gave last night."
~*~*~*~
Elrohir stepped out of Aragorn's room and into the gardens his hands held over his ears to keep out the annoyed shouting of his brother. Aragorn had figured out what they had been drinking last night. It was a good thing the man would need another two days before he was up and about. That would be enough time for him and Elladan to figure out how to stay out of the ranger's way until he calmed down.
He stepped under a tree, suddenly feeling something wrap around his ankle, and jerking him up into the air. A flurry of leaves later he found himself hanging upside down by his ankle. He blinked in surprise.
"What the-?" Elrohir muttered. He noticed with no small disgust that the trap was a wood elves snare. Oh no. Legolas knew.
"Legolas?" Elrohir questioned hearing someone move up behind him. That was all he got out as a blindfold and gag quickly descended on him.
~*~*~*~
The next morning the Fellowship gingerly made their way to the dining room for breakfast. No one looked up to a hundred percent but all in all they were moving and on their own two feet, which was a big improvement. Elrond stood at the head of the table joined by Arwen, Glorfindel, Gandalf, and Bilbo. Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin sat beside their older cousin. Aragorn had sat beside Arwen then Boromir and Gimli were beside him. Legolas and Rowan hurried into the room then and quickly took two of the four chairs left.
Ihunaew entered the room then and began setting bowls in front everybody while another of the maids filled cups with tea. Elrond looked at the empty chairs were his sons were supposed to be. Those two were really adding to their list of problems. With an annoyed look Elrond turned to Glorfindel slipping into the high tongue.
"Glorfindel have you seen my sons this morning?"
Glorfindel shook his head.
A strangled choke made Elrond look down the table to see Aragorn glancing furtively towards Legolas. Crossing his arms he turned his gaze to the two friends. In Quenya he questioned the two. "Legolas, Aragorn, do you two know where Elladan or Elrohir are?"
"No Ada." Aragorn replied innocently in Quenya.
Elrond narrowed his eyes. Aragorn wasn't lying he knew that but his foster son definitely knew something. Elrond again questioned the Prince. "Legolas?"
A faint pink tinged the high cheekbones.
The rest of the Fellowship had turned curious eyes towards the others. They might not have understood what was going on but Elrond's tone commanded attention.
Legolas quickly in Quenya proceeded to tell Elrond were to find his sons.
Elrond groaned putting his head in his hands. Glorfindel, Arwen, Gandalf, and Aragorn broke into laughter.
"What's going on?" Pippin asked curiously.
Elrond held his hands up for silence before replying in the common tongue. "I apologize to all of you. I was just questioning the absence of my sons. It seems they are a little tied up at the moment, so if you'll please excuse their absence."
The Fellowship nodded before turning back to their meals.
Elrond leaned over to his seneschal. "Glorfindel if you would be so kind as to retrieve my sons."
Glorfindel nodded a pleased smirk on his face. "With pleasure my Lord."
THE END