Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to us! If they did you would never have heard of them because we don't possess the unique writing abilities of J.R.R. Tolkien. Please don't sue!

Let thy senses guide you

The next day, Elrohir was very quiet. Elrond would have felt bad for killing his son's pet, had it not been for the fact that it was a giant spider.

Luckily for the hobbits, Elrohir did not blame them for Suzie's death. Most of that day they spent sitting with the distraught elf, trying to comfort him, at the grave side.

They finally convinced him that he could gain revenge on his murderous father by helping them with their plots and schemes. However, Merry and Pippin were suffering from pranksters block. It was a terrible thing to happen to them at such a crucial stage in their career.

"...Well.... what if we sowed the bottom of his pyjama legs together?" suggested Pippin.

"No," replied Merry, thoughtfully. "I think he wears a nightgown anyway. If we sowed that up it would be a bit weird."

"We could put a pickled egg in the microwave and give it to him? Whenever he bites into it, BANG!"

"Nah. We don't want him to get hurt at this stage in the operation."

"Well you think of something then, as all mine seem to stink!"

Merry's eyes opened wide. "Stink..." he repeated.

"What about it?" questioned Pippin.

"Pippin............I think I have an idea.............."

Elrond couldn't find it. The source of that disgusting smell. It was in his room, in the library, in his study in the dinning hall, in the gardens...........it was everywhere! He strode around his house room by room but no joy, luck or discoveries came his way.

Elrond was so busy wandering around that he didn't notice the looks people were giving him, the way they were holding their noses and whispering things like

'When was the last time he had a bath?'

He had attempted to talk to Elrohir but every time he tried his son ran off with a look of disgust on his face.

Finally he gave up his search of the smell and of his son.

Legolas came upon him in his hour of need.

"My Lord...Ugh!" he pinched his nose.

"So you can smell it too!" said Elrond, then turning away from Legolas and looking up he yelled to the sky;

"YES! I'M NOT GOING INSAIN!!!!"

"No but you're starting to rot!" said Legolas before he could stop himself.

Elrond glared at him.

"Do you have any idea where this despicable smell is coming from?" Elrond questioned, accusingly.

True Legolas had assisted in the distraction of Elrond while Merry, balancing on Pippin's shoulders had placed the slimy kipper in Elrond's hood. He was amazed they had got away with it and he was even more amazed that Elrond had not noticed the smell was coming from him self.

"Something sure smell's fishy around here," said Elrond raising his voice, so that Pippin and Merry, who happen to be passing, they were making sure their plot was going to plan.

Poor Elrond had no idea how close he was to the truth.

It wasn't until late, that he discovered the horrible fishes corps in his robes.

Because of a fish............he'd had suffered all day.

In addition all the elves in Rivendell thought he didn't know how to have a bath. Still considering some of the hobbits other pranks this one was relatively small.

Elrond had a feeling this was the calm before the storm.

A.N. We are sorry that this chapter is pretty rubbish on comparison to our others. We have a touch of Writers and Pranksters block! But the next chapter, oh, the next chapter..... MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Where did that come from? Thorney
& Sweetdeath04