Finishing Elwen and Elrohwen
A LotR fan-fic by Elwen_a_Elrohwen Chapter One: Disturbing News Disclaimer: Don't own 'em but wish we did. We just changed Elrond's twins to girls is all. ((Looks around)) what? My co-author and I have concluded that we are the twins in female form; we act alike, finish each other's sentences, etc. Summary: You'll find out soon enough. *****
"What!" Two voices chorused loud enough for all of Imladris (Rivendell) to hear. Elrond had just told them what he considered a blessing in disguise.
"Adar, how could you do this without asking us? We don't want to go to some fancy-pants finishing school!" The older twin shouted, flicking some irritating hair out of her eyes, blazing in ferocity.
"Elrohwen's right!" The other twin piped up, "We're perfectly content with hunting and having adventures. You know how much we hate formal balls and such!"
"Yes, I do," Elrond replied calmly, "and for the heirs to my lands, I would expect better! Your manners are atrocious, and you are always injured when you come back from those adventures. You leave tomorrow morning for Mirkwood."
"But Adar-"
"No 'buts,' Elwen, you need this and will someday thank me for it." With that, he turned and left the garden in which they had been talking. The younger twin, Elwen, pushed her hair back and glared daggers at her father's retreating form.
"Elrohwen," she began, "I don't want to go to finishing school. All it will do is turn us into mindless zombies they call 'proper ladies,' like Arwen (Their younger sis.)!" Both shuddered at the thought of such torture.
"Speaking of Arwen, isn't she going to marry Estel sometime soon?" Elrohwen asked.
"Yeah, pity we'll be missing the wedding."
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
"Estel's wedding, sister."
*****
"I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I have to go to the bathroom, are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet?" The twins chorused. Their goal was to annoy the escort Elrond had sent along to keep them from leaving early; it was successful. Dolen, the escort, had decided in his first glance at the twins, that this would be a long trip. They had already cut his hair irregularly while he slept, filled his food bags with rocks, and poured honey all over his seat in the carriage.
He turned to them and barely managed to keep from slapping them. Instead, he said, "Ladies, I do not want to here another peep out of you until we arrive, understood?" They calmly met his glare with innocent twinkles in their eyes.
"Of course, Dolen," they said in unison. As soon as he turned back out the window, they started to moo loudly. Smiling, they said, "You said not another 'peep.' Nothing was said about 'mooing.'"
"Let me re-phrase that: Not another sound out of you!"
"Okeey-dokeey!" They chorused. Both turned and stared out of their windows.
'Boring,' Elrohwen thought, 'maybe if I can reach Dolen's bag I can mess with something in there.' She reached silently for her escort's bag and began searching through it for something to fiddle with. Finding some parchment, a pen, and ink, she prodded her sister's shoulder. 'This sitting and looking out the window is boring,' she wrote in her messy handwriting. 'Do you think we could convince Dolen to let us ride a horse for a while?'
'Most likely not.' Wrote Elwen. 'It's worth a try though.' She quickly scribbled a note to Dolen.
"Do you think I'm insane?" He asked after reading the note. "The reason we're in this carriage in the first place is that Lord Elrond doesn't trust you on horses."
'Are we close to the school?' Elrohwen wrote.
"Yes, we are just arriving."
A LotR fan-fic by Elwen_a_Elrohwen Chapter One: Disturbing News Disclaimer: Don't own 'em but wish we did. We just changed Elrond's twins to girls is all. ((Looks around)) what? My co-author and I have concluded that we are the twins in female form; we act alike, finish each other's sentences, etc. Summary: You'll find out soon enough. *****
"What!" Two voices chorused loud enough for all of Imladris (Rivendell) to hear. Elrond had just told them what he considered a blessing in disguise.
"Adar, how could you do this without asking us? We don't want to go to some fancy-pants finishing school!" The older twin shouted, flicking some irritating hair out of her eyes, blazing in ferocity.
"Elrohwen's right!" The other twin piped up, "We're perfectly content with hunting and having adventures. You know how much we hate formal balls and such!"
"Yes, I do," Elrond replied calmly, "and for the heirs to my lands, I would expect better! Your manners are atrocious, and you are always injured when you come back from those adventures. You leave tomorrow morning for Mirkwood."
"But Adar-"
"No 'buts,' Elwen, you need this and will someday thank me for it." With that, he turned and left the garden in which they had been talking. The younger twin, Elwen, pushed her hair back and glared daggers at her father's retreating form.
"Elrohwen," she began, "I don't want to go to finishing school. All it will do is turn us into mindless zombies they call 'proper ladies,' like Arwen (Their younger sis.)!" Both shuddered at the thought of such torture.
"Speaking of Arwen, isn't she going to marry Estel sometime soon?" Elrohwen asked.
"Yeah, pity we'll be missing the wedding."
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
"Estel's wedding, sister."
*****
"I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, I have to go to the bathroom, are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet?" The twins chorused. Their goal was to annoy the escort Elrond had sent along to keep them from leaving early; it was successful. Dolen, the escort, had decided in his first glance at the twins, that this would be a long trip. They had already cut his hair irregularly while he slept, filled his food bags with rocks, and poured honey all over his seat in the carriage.
He turned to them and barely managed to keep from slapping them. Instead, he said, "Ladies, I do not want to here another peep out of you until we arrive, understood?" They calmly met his glare with innocent twinkles in their eyes.
"Of course, Dolen," they said in unison. As soon as he turned back out the window, they started to moo loudly. Smiling, they said, "You said not another 'peep.' Nothing was said about 'mooing.'"
"Let me re-phrase that: Not another sound out of you!"
"Okeey-dokeey!" They chorused. Both turned and stared out of their windows.
'Boring,' Elrohwen thought, 'maybe if I can reach Dolen's bag I can mess with something in there.' She reached silently for her escort's bag and began searching through it for something to fiddle with. Finding some parchment, a pen, and ink, she prodded her sister's shoulder. 'This sitting and looking out the window is boring,' she wrote in her messy handwriting. 'Do you think we could convince Dolen to let us ride a horse for a while?'
'Most likely not.' Wrote Elwen. 'It's worth a try though.' She quickly scribbled a note to Dolen.
"Do you think I'm insane?" He asked after reading the note. "The reason we're in this carriage in the first place is that Lord Elrond doesn't trust you on horses."
'Are we close to the school?' Elrohwen wrote.
"Yes, we are just arriving."