A/N *holds up a sign were we can read:"we love the twins"*
Where can I get a beta reader? Anyone? Please?
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"Ahh!!"
Elladan awoke with a start when he heard the shriek, loud enough to wake the dead. First he did not know here he was. He lay in the middle of a bed, which not was his, in the middle of a large room, which was not his either. He rubbed his eyes sleepy and looked around in the dark room. His gaze fell upon a figure, lying on the floor next to the bed. The figure was trying to sit up with a great effort. Elladan swallowed nervously when he realised that the figure on the floor was his brother.
Elrohir tried to sit up. He had awaked by a push in the back, and suddenly he lay on the floor, next to the bed, with an aching arm. He looked over the brink of the bed, and immediately he knew why he was on the floor. On the bed his brother Elladan sat and stared amusingly at him.
/ Oops, not good. / Elladan thought when he saw his brother's angry features. Although it was not funny, Elladan could not suppress a little chuckle. His brother looked utterly funny. His dark hair stood on its end and his eyes looked like they would pop out of his head any minute.
"Elrohir.. Um.. I.." Elladan started, when Elrohir finally managed to stand up and speak.
"I demand for you to apologise!" Elrohir cut him off with a hiss.
"For what?" Elladan asked mockingly and with a mischievous glimpse in his eyes.
"For you, pushing me out of bed! I knew I would regret letting you sleep in my bed!" Elrohir replied and narrowed his eyes.
"I am so sorry, dear brother. It was not my.. intension to push you out of the bed, and I will not do it again if I can remain sleeping here. Is that enough?" Elladan said and looked sweetly at his brother.
"I hurt my arm. It aches terribly."
Elladan sighed, and said, defeated:
"You can have all five pillows, except for one."
"Perfect!" Elrohir said brightly, forgetting his aching arm.
He was just about to jump into bed again, when the bedroom door opened. Quickly the twins turned their heads to the figure in the doorway.
"Ada?" Elrohir asked hesitantly.
"Yes, it is me." Elrond answered.
He closed the door and approached slowly the twins. He obviously came directly from bed, for he wore his nightgown loosely. Though his raven hair was as smoothly combed as usual.
"Who was it that screamed?" Elrond demanded to know with a slightly worried voice. "What has happened?"
Elrohir squirmed.
"It was me." But you need not to worry. I fell out of bed, after being.. pushed, by Elladan."
"Pushed?" Elrond repeated, tying to hold back a smile.
"It was not my intention to push him, Ada. I slept, so I could not control my own movements." Elladan tried to defend himself.
Elrond went closer to Elrohir, touched one of his shoulders and asked gently with glittering eyes:
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am." Elrohir replied, trying not to blush. This was embarrassing.
"Good. Then I can go back to my own bed. Good night, my sons." Elrond said, heading for the door.
"Good night, Ada." The twins said with one voice.
Elrond stopped in the doorway, smiled and turned around.
"Speaking of beds.. Why in Arda are you two sleeping in the same bed? To my knowledge you have not done that for many years."
Elrohir opened his mouth, but could not come up with a good explanation, for he did not really know the answer either. Why were they sleeping in the same bed? Good question.
Elladan shook his head at his twin, and said to their father:
"Actually.. I do not know. We just felt for it, I guess. And it is so much cosier."
Elrond smiled knowingly, and closed the door after him. Elrohir went to bed again, and stole the five pillows, which now belonged to him. The twins pulled a while in the sheets, so they would get exact as much each. Under many mumblings, they could finally lie down. Elladan sighed.
"Elrohir, you do realise how loud you screamed, huh? Just like a girl.. I mean, if even Ada could hear you!"
"Well, if you were me, you would have screamed even louder. And it would not have surprised me if you had cried as well." Elrohir answered stubbornly.
That started a small pillow fight, Elladan trying to choke his brother with a pillow. When that did not work, Elladan changed tactic, and tried to strangle Elrohir with his bare hands instead.
"Uff! It was a joke! Oww..!" Elrohir managed to say between the attacks.
When Elladan felt satisfied with his revenge, they lay down again properly, ready to fall asleep. Elrohir shifted position a couple of times and sighed. He was not tired at all. And it was uncomfortable in the bed with two persons lying in it, too little space, although he had the best pillows. He waited a couple of minutes.
"Elladan?"
"Mmm?"
"Are you sleeping?"
"I almost was thank you very much."
"Sorry."
Elrohir sighed again, pulling slightly in the sheets so it would cover his feet. He did not want to fall a sleep, which was good because he could not have done it, even if he wanted to.
"Elladan..?"
"Whassit?"
"I cannot sleep."
"I feel so sorry for you, Elrohir. Can you just let *me* sleep now? I really need to, you know." Elladan said tiredly.
"No."
"And why is that?"
"Because I cannot sleep.." Elrohir began slowly. "..Then you should not sleep either."
"And since do you decide whether I should sleep or not?"
"Since now."
"Why cannot you just be quiet and.." Elladan began, but was rather brutally cut off when Elrohir used all his strength to draw the sheets from Elladan. "Stop that!"
"Shh! We are now going to plan what we are going to do the rest of the night." Elrohir said and smiled at his brother.
"I do not see anything wrong with sleeping. Like normal people." Elladan grumbeled.
Elrohir sat straight up in the bed, with his legs crossed. Elladan followed his example.
"What time is it?" Elladan asked and yawned.
"I think it is a half hour past midnight. Or something like that."
Elladan frowned, irritated.
"Then we have not slept for a long time, just an hour or so.. And now you want to sneak out of bed again? Is it not enough with the expedition to the kitchen, and be caught by Glorfindel?" Elladan said, taking a deep breathe to continue: "Why do you always have to do in the opposite way everybody wants you to do? You always break every rule and.. and.." Elladan paused, temporarily not remembering what he was going to say.
"Are you finished?"
"No. And every time Ada catch you doing something forbidden, like that time you stole six wine bottles and got ridiculously drunk and Glorfindel told Ada.. And somehow Ada always thinks that if you have broken some rule, *I* am involved too.. Always!"
"Is this some form of speech or..?" Elrohir asked acidly.
"Perhaps. You always keep getting me in troubles." Elladan said, stretching his legs. "I will not follow you out of this bed, I want to sleep."
"Why not?!"
"What part of: 'I want to sleep' do you not understand, Elrohir?"
Elrohir, who did not want to sneak around in the corridors of the Last Homely House alone, decided to change tactic. He pouted, looked down at his hands and frowned slightly.
"So you will not come with me?"
"No."
Elrohir looked at Elladan miserably, with quivering lips. Elladan glared sternly back, trying not to give in. But it became very hard when he saw glittering tears well up in his brother's eyes. / No. He is just faking it. I will not give in. / he thought stubbornly.
"Saes?" Elrohir begged with a little voice, tears slowly running down his cheeks.
Elladan sighed and gave up. He could not bear to see his twin's face so sad, even if he knew perfectly well that Elrohir was not crying genuinely. But what difference did it made? He did not want his brother shed a tear, genuine or false. Elladan leaned over to his brother and wiped away the tears from the pale cheeks.
"As you wish, I give up. I will come with you. Just for your knowledge, you can be such a pain in.."
Elrohir smiled, and suddenly his face was happy again, not showing any signs of tears in his eyes.
"Thank you. You know, Elladan.. You have always been my favourite brother!"
"I am your only brother." Elladan smiled wryly.
"Yes, and therefore you are my favourite. And?"
"'And' what?"
"Are you not going to tell me that I am your favourite brother as well?"
"Elrohir, you are definitely my favourite brother." Elladan sighed, pretending he said it against his will. But he really meant it.
"Now, will you hear my plan for to night?" Elrohir smiled widely. "It is very clever!"
"Tell me." Elladan answered and leaned back against the bedpost.
This was going to be interesting.
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Where can I get a beta reader? Anyone? Please?
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"Ahh!!"
Elladan awoke with a start when he heard the shriek, loud enough to wake the dead. First he did not know here he was. He lay in the middle of a bed, which not was his, in the middle of a large room, which was not his either. He rubbed his eyes sleepy and looked around in the dark room. His gaze fell upon a figure, lying on the floor next to the bed. The figure was trying to sit up with a great effort. Elladan swallowed nervously when he realised that the figure on the floor was his brother.
Elrohir tried to sit up. He had awaked by a push in the back, and suddenly he lay on the floor, next to the bed, with an aching arm. He looked over the brink of the bed, and immediately he knew why he was on the floor. On the bed his brother Elladan sat and stared amusingly at him.
/ Oops, not good. / Elladan thought when he saw his brother's angry features. Although it was not funny, Elladan could not suppress a little chuckle. His brother looked utterly funny. His dark hair stood on its end and his eyes looked like they would pop out of his head any minute.
"Elrohir.. Um.. I.." Elladan started, when Elrohir finally managed to stand up and speak.
"I demand for you to apologise!" Elrohir cut him off with a hiss.
"For what?" Elladan asked mockingly and with a mischievous glimpse in his eyes.
"For you, pushing me out of bed! I knew I would regret letting you sleep in my bed!" Elrohir replied and narrowed his eyes.
"I am so sorry, dear brother. It was not my.. intension to push you out of the bed, and I will not do it again if I can remain sleeping here. Is that enough?" Elladan said and looked sweetly at his brother.
"I hurt my arm. It aches terribly."
Elladan sighed, and said, defeated:
"You can have all five pillows, except for one."
"Perfect!" Elrohir said brightly, forgetting his aching arm.
He was just about to jump into bed again, when the bedroom door opened. Quickly the twins turned their heads to the figure in the doorway.
"Ada?" Elrohir asked hesitantly.
"Yes, it is me." Elrond answered.
He closed the door and approached slowly the twins. He obviously came directly from bed, for he wore his nightgown loosely. Though his raven hair was as smoothly combed as usual.
"Who was it that screamed?" Elrond demanded to know with a slightly worried voice. "What has happened?"
Elrohir squirmed.
"It was me." But you need not to worry. I fell out of bed, after being.. pushed, by Elladan."
"Pushed?" Elrond repeated, tying to hold back a smile.
"It was not my intention to push him, Ada. I slept, so I could not control my own movements." Elladan tried to defend himself.
Elrond went closer to Elrohir, touched one of his shoulders and asked gently with glittering eyes:
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am." Elrohir replied, trying not to blush. This was embarrassing.
"Good. Then I can go back to my own bed. Good night, my sons." Elrond said, heading for the door.
"Good night, Ada." The twins said with one voice.
Elrond stopped in the doorway, smiled and turned around.
"Speaking of beds.. Why in Arda are you two sleeping in the same bed? To my knowledge you have not done that for many years."
Elrohir opened his mouth, but could not come up with a good explanation, for he did not really know the answer either. Why were they sleeping in the same bed? Good question.
Elladan shook his head at his twin, and said to their father:
"Actually.. I do not know. We just felt for it, I guess. And it is so much cosier."
Elrond smiled knowingly, and closed the door after him. Elrohir went to bed again, and stole the five pillows, which now belonged to him. The twins pulled a while in the sheets, so they would get exact as much each. Under many mumblings, they could finally lie down. Elladan sighed.
"Elrohir, you do realise how loud you screamed, huh? Just like a girl.. I mean, if even Ada could hear you!"
"Well, if you were me, you would have screamed even louder. And it would not have surprised me if you had cried as well." Elrohir answered stubbornly.
That started a small pillow fight, Elladan trying to choke his brother with a pillow. When that did not work, Elladan changed tactic, and tried to strangle Elrohir with his bare hands instead.
"Uff! It was a joke! Oww..!" Elrohir managed to say between the attacks.
When Elladan felt satisfied with his revenge, they lay down again properly, ready to fall asleep. Elrohir shifted position a couple of times and sighed. He was not tired at all. And it was uncomfortable in the bed with two persons lying in it, too little space, although he had the best pillows. He waited a couple of minutes.
"Elladan?"
"Mmm?"
"Are you sleeping?"
"I almost was thank you very much."
"Sorry."
Elrohir sighed again, pulling slightly in the sheets so it would cover his feet. He did not want to fall a sleep, which was good because he could not have done it, even if he wanted to.
"Elladan..?"
"Whassit?"
"I cannot sleep."
"I feel so sorry for you, Elrohir. Can you just let *me* sleep now? I really need to, you know." Elladan said tiredly.
"No."
"And why is that?"
"Because I cannot sleep.." Elrohir began slowly. "..Then you should not sleep either."
"And since do you decide whether I should sleep or not?"
"Since now."
"Why cannot you just be quiet and.." Elladan began, but was rather brutally cut off when Elrohir used all his strength to draw the sheets from Elladan. "Stop that!"
"Shh! We are now going to plan what we are going to do the rest of the night." Elrohir said and smiled at his brother.
"I do not see anything wrong with sleeping. Like normal people." Elladan grumbeled.
Elrohir sat straight up in the bed, with his legs crossed. Elladan followed his example.
"What time is it?" Elladan asked and yawned.
"I think it is a half hour past midnight. Or something like that."
Elladan frowned, irritated.
"Then we have not slept for a long time, just an hour or so.. And now you want to sneak out of bed again? Is it not enough with the expedition to the kitchen, and be caught by Glorfindel?" Elladan said, taking a deep breathe to continue: "Why do you always have to do in the opposite way everybody wants you to do? You always break every rule and.. and.." Elladan paused, temporarily not remembering what he was going to say.
"Are you finished?"
"No. And every time Ada catch you doing something forbidden, like that time you stole six wine bottles and got ridiculously drunk and Glorfindel told Ada.. And somehow Ada always thinks that if you have broken some rule, *I* am involved too.. Always!"
"Is this some form of speech or..?" Elrohir asked acidly.
"Perhaps. You always keep getting me in troubles." Elladan said, stretching his legs. "I will not follow you out of this bed, I want to sleep."
"Why not?!"
"What part of: 'I want to sleep' do you not understand, Elrohir?"
Elrohir, who did not want to sneak around in the corridors of the Last Homely House alone, decided to change tactic. He pouted, looked down at his hands and frowned slightly.
"So you will not come with me?"
"No."
Elrohir looked at Elladan miserably, with quivering lips. Elladan glared sternly back, trying not to give in. But it became very hard when he saw glittering tears well up in his brother's eyes. / No. He is just faking it. I will not give in. / he thought stubbornly.
"Saes?" Elrohir begged with a little voice, tears slowly running down his cheeks.
Elladan sighed and gave up. He could not bear to see his twin's face so sad, even if he knew perfectly well that Elrohir was not crying genuinely. But what difference did it made? He did not want his brother shed a tear, genuine or false. Elladan leaned over to his brother and wiped away the tears from the pale cheeks.
"As you wish, I give up. I will come with you. Just for your knowledge, you can be such a pain in.."
Elrohir smiled, and suddenly his face was happy again, not showing any signs of tears in his eyes.
"Thank you. You know, Elladan.. You have always been my favourite brother!"
"I am your only brother." Elladan smiled wryly.
"Yes, and therefore you are my favourite. And?"
"'And' what?"
"Are you not going to tell me that I am your favourite brother as well?"
"Elrohir, you are definitely my favourite brother." Elladan sighed, pretending he said it against his will. But he really meant it.
"Now, will you hear my plan for to night?" Elrohir smiled widely. "It is very clever!"
"Tell me." Elladan answered and leaned back against the bedpost.
This was going to be interesting.
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