Mayhem
By: Athena Diagon Cat
Disclaimer: I do not own any Lord of the Rings characters, except for Fëawen, Péniel, and Culcairiel.
This is a response to Erestor's challenge:
Glorfindel, Elladan and Elrohir are now on the main character list! So here's a writing challenge for you to celebrate. Write a humorous little story (without slash) in which Glorfindel and the twins are the main characters. Include a tree house, a reference to a drunk dwarf, and Erestor saying, "This is not funny" in your story. No other rules. This is a random challenge.
When Elrond returned to his office, he found Glorfindel slumped in a chair, alternately sniggering and holding his head (as he hadn't gotten the remedy to his hangover yet).
"Glorfindel."
"Yes, Elrond?"
"Why did you paint purple cats on the walls in Elladan and Elrohir's room?"
Glorfindel blanched.
"Actually, Lady Péniel painted-"
"Why, Glorfindel? You know that the twins have hated cats since Culcairiel's kittens attacked them!"
Glorfindel looked very unhappy.
"They screamed in my ear and then trapped me with Isilwen and her friends! Without a shirt, too, I might add!"
Elrond tried and failed to keep his face straight. Glorfindel looked appalled.
"You think that's funny?!"
"Ahem…" Elrond calmed down a bit. "No. But no more pranking them!"
"Fine. May I have my hangover potion now?"
"No. Think of it as a lesson to not prank my sons."
The former Balrog slayer stared at him before storming off to his room, muttering curses under his breath. Elrond waited a moment before doubling over with laughter at the look on Glorfindel's face.
"I must get back at Elrond somehow," Glorfindel whispered venomously to himself that evening.
"For what?" asked Lindir from his seat by Péniel.
"For laughing at me! Evil half-elf… That's it!"
Giggling madly, Glorfindel started to write something on a sheet of parchment. Lindir and Péniel exchanged wary glances.
"He's gone mad," Péniel whispered. Lindir nodded.
Elrond looked over his reports from Glorfindel and Erestor. One fell to the floor. Leaning over to pick it up, he saw the writing.
"GLORFINDEL!"
Lord Elrond strode into the Library, fuming.
"Glorfindel!"
"What?" asked Glorfindel innocently.
"What did you write that for?!"
"You laughed at me. I do not permit anyone laughing at my expense."
Elrond hissed something through his teeth that sounded suspiciously like 'Balrog's student', and left.
"What did you do?" asked Erestor.
"Wrote him a letter in the Black Speech," said Glorfindel, examining his fingernails.
"What did it say?" asked Fëawen.
"'The mayhem has begun again.' And indeed, it has…"
THE END
Yes, it's over! Finished! Finally, I might add. Now I can think about a new story…
And thank you to all of my reviewers! You know who you are.
See you!
-ADC