Oops. Forgot my disclaimer. Uh, I belong to me and the twins belong to
Tolkien. Wish they were mine though. Oh yeah, and the idea belongs to
bratprincess. Completely. Speaking of which, go read her story.
Emerald Griffin- *sob* I wish I could take credit for this, but I can't. It's bratprincess's story. I'm glad you like my version though.
Kcauz- I love the twins too! Pretty, pretty twins. And they were cut out of Return of the King! But I found them. Twice!
Bratprincess- I know you didn't review, but you get special mention anyway. Because, you know, it's your story. And you've helped me so much. FARAMIR!
*
I dragged myself out of bed. This couldn't be happening to me. And maybe, if I told myself that often enough, I'd start to believe it. I went downstairs for some orange juice. The whole time they were still talking to each other; probably still making fun of me.
"Oh, shut up," I muttered.
My brother, standing in the kitchen, looked up at me. "What?"
"Nothing."
"Hey, Alaina?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the bread?"
"On the counter."
"No, it's not."
"Yes, it is."
"Alaina, it's not."
I looked up and picked up the loaf sitting beside him, dangling it in front of his face.
"Oh."
I rolled my eyes and went into the basement to check my email. The twins were STILL talking.
"Alaina?" one of them said. I ignored them. "Alaina?"
"What?" I snapped. They couldn't understand me, but at least I'd responded.
"Nin aranno."
"You do realize I have no idea what you just said, right?"
They said something else- probably the exact same thing I had.
"Who are you talking to?"
I nearly fell out of my chair as my Patrick entered the room. "No one. Are you going to follow me around all day?"
I went upstairs, deciding I needed to take a walk. I left the house and went walking up the street to the park. I stretched out on the grass, staring up at the sky. I guess I fell asleep, because the next thing I knew I was back at the waterfall with the twins.
"Oh great. Peachy keen," I muttered. I looked at them closely, trying to find a difference between them. Impossible. Even their hair was identical- loose, hanging over their shoulders.
The one on the right said something. I, of course, didn't understand a word.
"This must be remedied," I announced. "It's becoming a royal pain in the ass."
Evidently, they agreed. The twin that had spoken pulled me to my feet in front of them. He pointed to himself. "Elrohir."
Then the other twin also pointed to himself. "Elladan."
Not knowing what else to do, I copied their actions. "Alaina." They beamed at me proudly. I have to admit, I was grudgingly starting to like them. How could I help it? They were adorable. If I could just tell them apart...
I suddenly realized my hair was tied back. I pulled the elastic out of it, letting my hair fall free. I handed it to Elrohir. He stared at it for a moment, then seemed to clue in and pulled back a bit of his hair, securing it. There, now I had a way to tell them apart. Of course, it wouldn't do me any good when I was awake, but it was a start.
Elladan picked a daisy from the ground. "Eirien."
Okay. That either meant daisy, or flower. I didn't know the difference. So I picked another daisy. "Eirien?" I repeated. They beamed at me again. I picked a different flower, one I'd never seen before. "No Eirien?" I asked, shaking my head to present my point. I guess they got it, because they both nodded enthusiastically.
Great. I could say daisy. The forms of communication were never ending.
Elladan pointed to Elrohir. "Bauglir."
I stared at him. What the hell did that mean? Elrohir smacked his brother. Elladan looked hurt and I started to laugh. They both grinned at me. "Gladha," Elrohir said.
So now I could say laugh and daisy. And bauglir, whatever that was.
Elrohir pointed to his hair. "Finnel." I figured that either meant hair or black. He pointed to my hair. "Finnel." Okay, I was going to go with hair. He pointed back to his hair and said, "Morn," then mine and said, "Baran."
A butterfly flew by. Elladan began to jump up and down. "Gwilwileth! Gwilwileth!" he shouted. I started to laugh again.
This carried on for some time. I also learned brother (gwador), sun (anor), breeze (hwest), breathe (thuio), branch (golf), blue (elu), grass (thar) and tree (brethil).
I was starting to feel quite proud of myself when Elladan turned to me. He stepped very, very close. I stared at him and started to feel dizzy. After all, he was terribly pretty. He gave me a smoldering look and then leaned over to whisper something I didn't understand in my ear.
"Elladan!" Elrohir began to yell at him in Elvish. The only word I caught was 'mael'. Elladan argued back. They carried on for some time until Elrohir turned to me looking accomplished and said, "Cost."
I had kind of missed what that whole exchange was about, but I assumed that meant to fight, or something like that. I didn't have a chance to learn anymore, because I was suddenly jolted back to reality by someone kicking me rather hard in the side. I didn't move, just opened my eyes to stare up at the person above me. It was the slutty blonde who lived up the street from me, the one who thought she was the queen of everything.
"Get up freak," she said, her voice full of disdain. "My boyfriend's flying in from Tennessee. He'll be here in half an hour and I don't want him to know any losers like you live near someone like me."
I rolled my eyes, slowly getting to my feet. "Of course, your royal majesty," I muttered as I started down the road. I was more or less used to her by now; I'd been living by her since the time I was three. The twins, however, seemed less than thrilled. They were muttering angrily. I couldn't understand them, but I gathered it wasn't something nice. I grinned to myself as I walked. Aw, they cared.
*
Nin aranno - sorry Eirien - daisy Bauglir - tyrant, oppressor Gladha - laugh Finnel - hair Morn - black Baran - brown Gwilwileth - butterfly Mael - lust Cost - quarrel
Emerald Griffin- *sob* I wish I could take credit for this, but I can't. It's bratprincess's story. I'm glad you like my version though.
Kcauz- I love the twins too! Pretty, pretty twins. And they were cut out of Return of the King! But I found them. Twice!
Bratprincess- I know you didn't review, but you get special mention anyway. Because, you know, it's your story. And you've helped me so much. FARAMIR!
*
I dragged myself out of bed. This couldn't be happening to me. And maybe, if I told myself that often enough, I'd start to believe it. I went downstairs for some orange juice. The whole time they were still talking to each other; probably still making fun of me.
"Oh, shut up," I muttered.
My brother, standing in the kitchen, looked up at me. "What?"
"Nothing."
"Hey, Alaina?"
"Yeah?"
"Where's the bread?"
"On the counter."
"No, it's not."
"Yes, it is."
"Alaina, it's not."
I looked up and picked up the loaf sitting beside him, dangling it in front of his face.
"Oh."
I rolled my eyes and went into the basement to check my email. The twins were STILL talking.
"Alaina?" one of them said. I ignored them. "Alaina?"
"What?" I snapped. They couldn't understand me, but at least I'd responded.
"Nin aranno."
"You do realize I have no idea what you just said, right?"
They said something else- probably the exact same thing I had.
"Who are you talking to?"
I nearly fell out of my chair as my Patrick entered the room. "No one. Are you going to follow me around all day?"
I went upstairs, deciding I needed to take a walk. I left the house and went walking up the street to the park. I stretched out on the grass, staring up at the sky. I guess I fell asleep, because the next thing I knew I was back at the waterfall with the twins.
"Oh great. Peachy keen," I muttered. I looked at them closely, trying to find a difference between them. Impossible. Even their hair was identical- loose, hanging over their shoulders.
The one on the right said something. I, of course, didn't understand a word.
"This must be remedied," I announced. "It's becoming a royal pain in the ass."
Evidently, they agreed. The twin that had spoken pulled me to my feet in front of them. He pointed to himself. "Elrohir."
Then the other twin also pointed to himself. "Elladan."
Not knowing what else to do, I copied their actions. "Alaina." They beamed at me proudly. I have to admit, I was grudgingly starting to like them. How could I help it? They were adorable. If I could just tell them apart...
I suddenly realized my hair was tied back. I pulled the elastic out of it, letting my hair fall free. I handed it to Elrohir. He stared at it for a moment, then seemed to clue in and pulled back a bit of his hair, securing it. There, now I had a way to tell them apart. Of course, it wouldn't do me any good when I was awake, but it was a start.
Elladan picked a daisy from the ground. "Eirien."
Okay. That either meant daisy, or flower. I didn't know the difference. So I picked another daisy. "Eirien?" I repeated. They beamed at me again. I picked a different flower, one I'd never seen before. "No Eirien?" I asked, shaking my head to present my point. I guess they got it, because they both nodded enthusiastically.
Great. I could say daisy. The forms of communication were never ending.
Elladan pointed to Elrohir. "Bauglir."
I stared at him. What the hell did that mean? Elrohir smacked his brother. Elladan looked hurt and I started to laugh. They both grinned at me. "Gladha," Elrohir said.
So now I could say laugh and daisy. And bauglir, whatever that was.
Elrohir pointed to his hair. "Finnel." I figured that either meant hair or black. He pointed to my hair. "Finnel." Okay, I was going to go with hair. He pointed back to his hair and said, "Morn," then mine and said, "Baran."
A butterfly flew by. Elladan began to jump up and down. "Gwilwileth! Gwilwileth!" he shouted. I started to laugh again.
This carried on for some time. I also learned brother (gwador), sun (anor), breeze (hwest), breathe (thuio), branch (golf), blue (elu), grass (thar) and tree (brethil).
I was starting to feel quite proud of myself when Elladan turned to me. He stepped very, very close. I stared at him and started to feel dizzy. After all, he was terribly pretty. He gave me a smoldering look and then leaned over to whisper something I didn't understand in my ear.
"Elladan!" Elrohir began to yell at him in Elvish. The only word I caught was 'mael'. Elladan argued back. They carried on for some time until Elrohir turned to me looking accomplished and said, "Cost."
I had kind of missed what that whole exchange was about, but I assumed that meant to fight, or something like that. I didn't have a chance to learn anymore, because I was suddenly jolted back to reality by someone kicking me rather hard in the side. I didn't move, just opened my eyes to stare up at the person above me. It was the slutty blonde who lived up the street from me, the one who thought she was the queen of everything.
"Get up freak," she said, her voice full of disdain. "My boyfriend's flying in from Tennessee. He'll be here in half an hour and I don't want him to know any losers like you live near someone like me."
I rolled my eyes, slowly getting to my feet. "Of course, your royal majesty," I muttered as I started down the road. I was more or less used to her by now; I'd been living by her since the time I was three. The twins, however, seemed less than thrilled. They were muttering angrily. I couldn't understand them, but I gathered it wasn't something nice. I grinned to myself as I walked. Aw, they cared.
*
Nin aranno - sorry Eirien - daisy Bauglir - tyrant, oppressor Gladha - laugh Finnel - hair Morn - black Baran - brown Gwilwileth - butterfly Mael - lust Cost - quarrel