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Beauty is thy key to all evil
Arwen had heard about the success of Merry and Pippin's toffee scheme. However, unlike them, she did feel a little sympathetic for her father. It had formed itself into a battle inside her brain.
*He's your father!* one side protested, *you shouldn't be doing that sort of stuff to him!*
'Why not?' interrupted the other side, 'think of all the things he's done to us' *You betrayed his confidence! How could you!*
'It's pay back for not letting Legolas and us go to the Busted concert in Belfast together. And that was recently; think about long ago when we were just kids!'
*Of course I remember him. A kind loving father, never too busy to help us with our math homework.*
'You lie other side of my brain, he never helped me! In fact he never even paid attention to me!'
*He's still your dad! You owe your existence to him!*
'Some existence that's been! Three thousand years of being ignored by your dad! When we were six Elladan and Elrohir put glue in my hair! He didn't do anything except saying, "...did you do something with your hair?"'
*Well.....well....h..He is your father.*
'Ha! You're out of ideas! I still love him of course I do, but think about it! You love Aragorn as much as I do right?'
*Right*
'WELL HE'S STOPPING US FROM MARRING HIM!!!'
* Hey you're right! Down with dad! Down with Dad! Down with-*
"ARWEN!"
Arwen woke from her trance with 'down with Dad' still ringing in her ears. "What," she said dully.
"Arwen," Pippin was standing in front of her looking exasperated. "I was calling you for ages, away in the undying lands were we?"
Arwen blinked at him, "That's one place I'm never going!" recalling the brain battle in her ears. "Well, hopefully."
Pippin dismissed the comment. "Follow me, we have another plan but it needs a woman's touch."
He darted up the path. Arwen hesitated and then decided the second side had won the battle.
'After all,' she thought as she sped after Pippin, 'it's only a bit of fun!'
"I AM NEVER INVITING THOSE TWO........... THINGS TO MY HOME EVER AGAIN!"
Elrond had had a tiring day. The combined effort of chasing Lindir around Imladras and running away from people who were suggesting new nick-names. He was also trying to figure out which one of his family members had chosen to divulge such personal information. Elladan and Elrohir.... They were not due to arrive for a day or two, Aragorn didn't know...........but that only left.........No, Not Arwen! His little angel! She would never betray her daddy. One of the twins must have told someone, who in turn passed it on to those little hairy toed brats!
But he couldn't be bothered to find out whom right now. In fact he couldn't be bothered to do anything right at that moment. He rang a bell in the corner of the room to summon the maid. He ordered a large brandy and then sat on his bed with his head in his hands. He was in for it. What he couldn't tell, but he was. Maybe if he hadn't been so tired he would have checked his drink before he swallowed it, in a single gulp. But as it was, he didn't even feel the drug taking effect. He collapsed on to his bed fast asleep.
As midnight struck, Arwen stuck her head round the corner. The corridor was deserted so she crept forwards, Merry and Pippin following behind. The trio were dressed in black complete with black balaclavas. The hobbits clothes were a bit over sized but still looked authentic. Arwen was carrying a backpack.
"Merry?" asked Pippin. "Is there really a need for the black garments?"
"No," admitted Merry. "But it gets us in the mood!"
Arwen ducked low, rolled across the corridor, stood up and flattened herself against the opposite wall.
"Arwen's defiantly in the mood!" said Pippin, amused.
"What?" said Arwen, innocently. "I've never done this before, so let me have a bit of glory." Then she snuck silently into Elrond's chambers.
Merry and Pippin walked across the corridor, with Merry muttering, "Honestly! There's no need to be so dramatic!"
Once they were inside the room, Arwen pulled a large box out of her backpack. She handed it to Pippin.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Look at all the pretty colours!" he whispered. "What one are we going to use first, Merry?"
"I like the look of this one," smirked Merry.
The first thing Elrond did when he woke up was put a hand under the sheets and check that they were dry. They were. Next he placed a hand in his mouth. Good, there were teeth there. But a horrible taste had entered his mouth, it was despicable! He spat on the floor. He cracked open one of his eyes... then the other... and looked down at his hands. Two inch, purple, glittering fake nails stared up at him, each more hideous than the last.
Fearing the worst he sprang out of bed and sprinted across to the mirror.
He was too appalled to scream. Mascara, lip-stick, eye-shadow, blusher and foundation, everything! His hair was in corkscrews and had blond highlights in it!
He struggled to get any words out. "Wa... na...ga...fwa-wa..."
He was too busy staring at his own reflection that he didn't hear a few clicks from under the bed.
Yes, Merry and Pippin, armed with a camera, were on stakeout duty, underneath the bed.
When Elrond recovered enough to move, he rushed into the bathroom to remove all traces of make-up, wrench off the fake nails, straighten and at last dye his hair, Merry and Pippin crawled out of the room. They hurried to inform Arwen of their latest success.
"This is gold Pip!" cried Merry as they ran through the halls, "if we ever need to blackmail Elrond in the future this is the answer!"
A.N. What do you think? Please Review! Sweetdeath04
& Thorney
Beauty is thy key to all evil
Arwen had heard about the success of Merry and Pippin's toffee scheme. However, unlike them, she did feel a little sympathetic for her father. It had formed itself into a battle inside her brain.
*He's your father!* one side protested, *you shouldn't be doing that sort of stuff to him!*
'Why not?' interrupted the other side, 'think of all the things he's done to us' *You betrayed his confidence! How could you!*
'It's pay back for not letting Legolas and us go to the Busted concert in Belfast together. And that was recently; think about long ago when we were just kids!'
*Of course I remember him. A kind loving father, never too busy to help us with our math homework.*
'You lie other side of my brain, he never helped me! In fact he never even paid attention to me!'
*He's still your dad! You owe your existence to him!*
'Some existence that's been! Three thousand years of being ignored by your dad! When we were six Elladan and Elrohir put glue in my hair! He didn't do anything except saying, "...did you do something with your hair?"'
*Well.....well....h..He is your father.*
'Ha! You're out of ideas! I still love him of course I do, but think about it! You love Aragorn as much as I do right?'
*Right*
'WELL HE'S STOPPING US FROM MARRING HIM!!!'
* Hey you're right! Down with dad! Down with Dad! Down with-*
"ARWEN!"
Arwen woke from her trance with 'down with Dad' still ringing in her ears. "What," she said dully.
"Arwen," Pippin was standing in front of her looking exasperated. "I was calling you for ages, away in the undying lands were we?"
Arwen blinked at him, "That's one place I'm never going!" recalling the brain battle in her ears. "Well, hopefully."
Pippin dismissed the comment. "Follow me, we have another plan but it needs a woman's touch."
He darted up the path. Arwen hesitated and then decided the second side had won the battle.
'After all,' she thought as she sped after Pippin, 'it's only a bit of fun!'
"I AM NEVER INVITING THOSE TWO........... THINGS TO MY HOME EVER AGAIN!"
Elrond had had a tiring day. The combined effort of chasing Lindir around Imladras and running away from people who were suggesting new nick-names. He was also trying to figure out which one of his family members had chosen to divulge such personal information. Elladan and Elrohir.... They were not due to arrive for a day or two, Aragorn didn't know...........but that only left.........No, Not Arwen! His little angel! She would never betray her daddy. One of the twins must have told someone, who in turn passed it on to those little hairy toed brats!
But he couldn't be bothered to find out whom right now. In fact he couldn't be bothered to do anything right at that moment. He rang a bell in the corner of the room to summon the maid. He ordered a large brandy and then sat on his bed with his head in his hands. He was in for it. What he couldn't tell, but he was. Maybe if he hadn't been so tired he would have checked his drink before he swallowed it, in a single gulp. But as it was, he didn't even feel the drug taking effect. He collapsed on to his bed fast asleep.
As midnight struck, Arwen stuck her head round the corner. The corridor was deserted so she crept forwards, Merry and Pippin following behind. The trio were dressed in black complete with black balaclavas. The hobbits clothes were a bit over sized but still looked authentic. Arwen was carrying a backpack.
"Merry?" asked Pippin. "Is there really a need for the black garments?"
"No," admitted Merry. "But it gets us in the mood!"
Arwen ducked low, rolled across the corridor, stood up and flattened herself against the opposite wall.
"Arwen's defiantly in the mood!" said Pippin, amused.
"What?" said Arwen, innocently. "I've never done this before, so let me have a bit of glory." Then she snuck silently into Elrond's chambers.
Merry and Pippin walked across the corridor, with Merry muttering, "Honestly! There's no need to be so dramatic!"
Once they were inside the room, Arwen pulled a large box out of her backpack. She handed it to Pippin.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Look at all the pretty colours!" he whispered. "What one are we going to use first, Merry?"
"I like the look of this one," smirked Merry.
The first thing Elrond did when he woke up was put a hand under the sheets and check that they were dry. They were. Next he placed a hand in his mouth. Good, there were teeth there. But a horrible taste had entered his mouth, it was despicable! He spat on the floor. He cracked open one of his eyes... then the other... and looked down at his hands. Two inch, purple, glittering fake nails stared up at him, each more hideous than the last.
Fearing the worst he sprang out of bed and sprinted across to the mirror.
He was too appalled to scream. Mascara, lip-stick, eye-shadow, blusher and foundation, everything! His hair was in corkscrews and had blond highlights in it!
He struggled to get any words out. "Wa... na...ga...fwa-wa..."
He was too busy staring at his own reflection that he didn't hear a few clicks from under the bed.
Yes, Merry and Pippin, armed with a camera, were on stakeout duty, underneath the bed.
When Elrond recovered enough to move, he rushed into the bathroom to remove all traces of make-up, wrench off the fake nails, straighten and at last dye his hair, Merry and Pippin crawled out of the room. They hurried to inform Arwen of their latest success.
"This is gold Pip!" cried Merry as they ran through the halls, "if we ever need to blackmail Elrond in the future this is the answer!"
A.N. What do you think? Please Review! Sweetdeath04
& Thorney