A/N I just figured out that I suck at computers. Btw, I have no idea how an Elven bathroom looks like, so it won't be so many details... Thank you for the reviews! :D *does the happy dance*

Disclaimer: I keep forgetting this… I don't own anything; everything belongs to our hero J.R.R Tolkien. I'm just playing around with his creation.

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"Well, I guess we should try to find Glorfindel's bathroom…" Elrohir answered, but he did not move. He just stood there and looked around in the room. They had never been in Glorfindel's bedroom before, just simply because they had nothing to do in there. If he knew they were in there now without his permission, he would be very angry.

The atmosphere was airy, easy to breathe. In the other side of the room there were two glass doors, with long draperies at each side. On of the doors was open a bit and the cool night wind blew into the room, and even reached the twins. Elladan was the first to move. He walked hesitantly further into the room. When he noticed that Elrohir still stood at the same spot, he waved impatiently at him.

"Hurry! I do not want to linger here longer than necessary!"

Finally Elrohir moved. He smiled slightly at his brother's impatience and walked towards him.

"Which door leads to the bathroom?" Elrohir asked, looking around. There were a few doors to choose between, and they all looked the same.

"How would I know? I have never been here before." Elladan replied pointedly.

Elrohir furrowed and shook his head to get his raven hair away from his face. The cool breeze from the glass doors, blowing through his hair made him regret that he had not braided his hair earlier that night. He looked around again and his eyes fell upon Glorfindel's unmade bed. It looked so soft and inviting… He put down the candle he held in his hand.

"Perhaps this…" Elladan said, opening a wooden door. But it turned out to be a closet, full to the edge of clothes. "Oh, a closet."

He tried another door, but it was a study room. He turned around to see if his brother had had any success. Elladan dropped his jaw when he saw what his brother was doing. Elrohir was jumping in Glorfindel's large bed, with a big, happy smile on his face. In every jump he almost touched the ceiling with his outstretched arms. Elladan could not believe his eyes.

"Elrohir!!" he hissed angrily and walked up to the bed, grabbing his brother at the wrist and pulling him down at the floor again.

"Sorry." Elrohir mumbled when he could stand up straight again. "I could not resist."

"Well, you should have! While I am looking around for the right door, you are jumping in Glorfindel's bed?! Do I have to remind you that this originally was your idea?"

"I know perfectly well that it was mine idea…" Elrohir said and opened a random door, so he would give the false impression that he knew exactly what he was doing.

To Elladan's big irritation it happened to be the right door, the door to the bathroom. But when he saw Elrohir's winning smile, he could not be angry so he just chuckled.

"That was just luck. As always when it comes to you."

The twins walked into the bathroom and started search for Glorfindel's shampoo. Elladan opened a small wooden locker and searched through it. Eventually he found a small bottle. He opened the bottle and it had a lovely smell of honey.

"Elrohir!" he said urgently. "I have foun- Stop look at yourself in the mirror and come here!"

Elrohir mumbled something and walked away from the mirror, taking up the berries from a pocket in his nightgown. Elladan gave air to a sudden thought.

"How can only seven berries make Glorfindel's hair all red? Should it not be more?"

"No, it should be enough with seven." Elrohir said and shook his head. "A friend once told me how he had tried to dye his brother's hair red, just like this. And he only used five berries!"

"Five? How is that possible?"

"I do not know." Elrohir smiled. "But I know one thing; his brother used to have black hair, just as you and me, and after… His hair was as red as blood. I almost felt sorry for him." Now Elrohir's smile was evil.

"But do you not think it is a pity to dye Glorfindel's hair? I mean, his hair is perhaps even more beautiful than..than... Grandma's!"

"Sure, I see what you mean. But think of how funny he will look! And do you not want to get a revenge on him? I surely want to…"

"Well, as I said; I was not involved in the wine-bottles-incident. You were on your own, so why would I want to get a revenge on him?" Elladan said, lifting an eyebrow.

"Then pretend you have, so we can get this done!" Elrohir hissed, tired of all talking, which anyway only would lead to that his twin had the last word.

Elrohir took the first berry between his thumb and index finger and carefully squeezed it, so the fruit juice dropped into the bottle he held in his other hand. He repeated the procedure until all the berries was emptied out from fruit juice, and his fingers were slightly red. Elladan looked down in the bottle.

"I cannot see anything; it is too dark in here." he said and walked up to the only window in the bathroom and gazed down in the bottle again. "Look Elrohir!"

"What?"

"The liquid has almost kept its former golden colour. It has just gone a shade darker, hardly visible!"

Elrohir came closer.

"Yes, that was what he said…" he mused, looking in the bottle.

"Who?"

"My friend! Do you ever listen to me?"

"Well, you talk a lot… It is difficult to always remember what you say. And it is in the middle of the night now."

Elrohir snorted loudly and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Sorry. Well, let us at least hope that Glorfindel will not notice anything."

"Yes, and I think we should leave now." Elrohir said and put the bottle back in the locker.

"Good idea. Our mission here is fulfilled." Elladan said with a smile and directed his steps to the closed door. "You know, dear brother… I actually never thought we would manage to do this without being cau-"

He froze with his hand on the doorknob. He heard how the door into Glorfindel's bedroom was being opened, and steps coming into the room. Elrohir heard it as well, and he did not move. The brothers exchanged terrified looks and Elladan put one of his ears onto the door and listened carefully. Then he pulled in his brother's collar to draw him near, to whisper in his pointed ear:

"Glorfindel is back. And he has got company."

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A/N I disrespectfully used the idea I got from your latest review, Tamzin. I hope it's okay! :)