CHAPTER TWO – MORE PINK DRESSES...

Disclaimer: See chappie one

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When Elwen finally got to her room, she found Arwen sitting on her bed already changed and had yet another pink, frilly dress on the bed with her. She groaned. "How in Arda did you get here so fast?"

Arwen smiled. "I ran. Now put this on."

"You have an endless amount of dresses that color, don't you?" Elwen asked, avoiding the dress and going to her closet, choosing out a nice and fancy green and brown tunic.

"Yes." Arwen grabbed the tunic from her and shoved the frilly thing in Elwen's arms. "I have them custom made for you."

The older growled. "I have my own clothing; I do know how to dress myself, regardless of what you think."

The other just held out the dress, waiting. "Put this on."

"I'm not going to. I'm wearing my formal wear... for a warrior."

"You're a lady." Arwen pressed, still attempting to hand the female the dress.

"A female warrior who could kill you if she wished." Elwen muttered.

"Adar will ban you from Rivendell."

"Meh. Fine." She had not given up, but the elf knew that there were other times to argue... and seek revenge. She put the dress on under Arwen's direction. "Remind me again – why do I have to wear a dress when the dance isn't till tonight?"

"So you can look nice."

"Arwen!" She said in exasperation. "I'm already married! Why do I have to look nice!?"

"It is my wish."

"Estel isn't married... go bug him about looking nice! Beside, who would want to obey your wishes?" 'Other than every male in existence...' She added quietly.

"No. I will not go bug him."

"May I ask why not?" She narrowed her eyes. "Is he not as entertaining? Or is he just so entranced by you that you could tell him to jump off a cliff or run to Mordor stark naked and he'll do it?"

"No, it's not that." Arwen was now avoiding her eyes. It came to mind how short she was compared to the other. Before Elwen could ask again, she hurried out of the room, leaving the elf to her own devices.

Elwen watched her go, an evil smile on her face. "You are dead." She whispered, before shutting the door

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The elf came down to the Great Hall... in a tunic and leggings. Old tunic and leggings, as they had mud on them from the many adventures they've endured. She glanced around, trying to see if Arwen was there.

"El!" A voice called.

"Glor." She smiled.

"I see you got out of that dress." There was a twinkle of amusement in his gaze.

She gave him a light whack. "Don't you start that mel."

Glorfindel smiled. "Start what?" He replied innocently.

"El!" Another voice cried, relieving Elwen the necessity to reply back. "You coming? We were just about to leave and I though I'd come and get you. The twins was looking foreword to leaving you here though."

"Were they?" The female snickered. "Oh, they will regret that."

"Do I want to know?" Glorfindel inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't think so." Lin chuckled. "Better hurry El, or they will leave you!"

"I'm coming!" Elwen started off for the courtyards. "Will see you when we return." She told the elf lord, before disappearing through the doorway.

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Arg... they took out my little stars... so will have to use instead.

TC: WHOO! You're my first reviewer! /hugs and gives you an Aragorn plushie/ P Yes, I believe it did cross Elwen's mind at one point... but she does get revenge. /g/

Nevweh: Oh yes. That was my impression of her too. I hated the movie Arwen. /kills her/

Chianna: LOL! I think I'm writing about Arwen...

ElveNDestiNy: Thank you! I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long... kind of lost interest. And this is only a revised version. Will work on next chapter, I promise.

Fuujin-no-mai: Why, thank you! However, if you expect me to take it down, laughs Good luck! Also, one does not know how Arwen is like: The book only has her sitting there, looking pretty. And talking with Estel. So... this is my version of her. If you don't like it... Too bad.

Sorry that it was so short. I felt like it was a good place to stop. Please R/R!

Elwen