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And I'm still without a beta...
Author's note: I got reviews! Woohoo! I just wanna say a quick thanks to othrilis, TrekieGreenieShannaraElfOfME, and Karin for reviewing so thank you! And one last note... please review. I love getting reviews, as I've said before, its like Christmas for me. Ahem, anywho, onto the story.
The heat still continued into the day and well into the evening. At evening meal, the twins were exceptionally silent not saying one word to anyone except each other. They felt their nervousness growing within each other as their Ada, Amme, and Glorfindel acted as if nothing had happened. They had not even been questioned by their elders about Glorfindel's sticky yet sweet smelling hairdo or had they addressed the ear-piercing scream that sounded like a banshee from the night before.
It was too odd. Elrohir and Elladan had at least suspected someone would mention something but no one had even though Glorfindel shot some very nasty death-like glares towards the two little elflings. But the twins dropped the whole idea of someone plotting against them and excused themselves quickly in order to prepare for the next prank upon their next victim, Erestor.
Evening had now arrived. Many inhabitants of Imladris were in the Hall were at one of Elrond's Bacchus wine parties. But the twins were already put the bed but neither one could sleep.
Elrohir paced their room lightly. "Don't do that," complained Elladan.
"Do what?" his brother questioned, continuing pacing the room.
"That. You're pacing the room. It makes me dizzy and annoys me, especially in the candlelight. It reminds me of when Ada is thinking up a punishment for us, a really bad punishment. Punishment is something I do not need to be reminded of," said Elladan. "We've been lucky so far. Don't ruin it."
"Huh? Were you talking to me?" asked Elrohir, startled out of a daze.
"Did you not hear what I just said?" Elladan rolled his eyes. "You were never a good listener..."
"I was thinking, 'Dan in case you care," he stated. "But we need to do something..."
"Something involving the mice..."
"Something that will..." Elrohir begin to snap his fingers. "Something that'll-- I just had it!"
Elladan went to the bookshelf and took down the box and opened it. The two mice found the night before scurried restlessly in circles. "Tiro (Look.)," he said. "Our little micey friends are even restless. They want to embarrass 'Estor as badly as we do. Just look at these faces, 'Ro!" Elrohir still continued to pace, ignoring his older twin. His face was scrunched up with deep thought. "Amme said that if someone keeps their face like that for so long it will stay like that forever..."
"You know that's not true," replied Elrohir. "Amme tells us stories so we'll behave and be "good little elflings" so we won't get into trouble like we usually do."
"How do you know?" Elladan replied sarcastically. "I'm older."
"But how do you know? I could be you and you could be me. We are one in the same," replied Elrohir crossing his arms to prove his point.
"What did you say?"
"I dunno. I read it in a book somewhere or something. I just thought it sounded really good." Elrohir went back to his bed and sat against the wall. "I can't think of anything!"
"Don't try so hard then, 'Ro. You don't hafta come up with all the ideas," said Elladan good-naturedly.
"But you came up with the last idea with Glor, especially with the honey in Glor's hair. That was genius, 'Dan!"
"But the mud was your idea and that was genius too. How about we do the same and come up with an extra prank together?"
"An extra prank for each new victim?" Elrohir grinned evilly as his twin did the same. "Mice in the bed."
"Put ink in the tea he drinks before he goes to bed. I bet that'll make his teeth black for a month!" suggested Elladan.
Elrohir erupted in laughter at the thought. "Original yet tasteful, dear brother. That makes two pranks. We now need one more. Something that hasn't been done before."
"Something that people will name it after us," said Elladan sitting on his bed opposite of Elrohir. "Something unique." He scratched his chin in mock thought.
"Don't do that, 'Dan. That annoys me," Elrohir said. "How about... no."
"How about waking him in the middle of the night and causing him to make a fool of himself?" "Perhaps but how?" Elladan shrugged. Elrohir started to pace again. "More mice or better yet spiders."
"Spiders and mice I think is a much better combination, 'Ro. I mean, who can stand both mice and spiders? Certainly not 'Estor."
The next night...
The heat was still persistent but that did not detour the twin sons of Elrond.
"Do we have the small garden spiders?" asked Elladan. "And the mice you got the mice right?"
Elrohir patted the large box he held smiling. "Right here. Are you sure that 'Estor drunk his black tea this evening?"
Elladan nodded. "Didn't you notice his black teeth? Especially how everyone laughed, including when wine came out of Ada's nose at dinner tonight? Never mine though. Come on, we're wasting time, 'Ro."
Elrohir rolled his eyes. "How come you are always the boss? Why can't I be the boss for once?"
"I'm older," Elladan answered.
Elrohir grunted in disapproval. That phrase "I'm older" had become the bane of his existence but he had to gripe later about that since his brother incessant nagging broke his train of thought and caused him to follow Elladan down the hall into Erestor's room.
Erestor was sound asleep, an effect of all the heavy wine drinking done from that night. His eye glazed over and a look of utter most distressed covered his features. "Look, even when he's asleep he's still upset!" pointed out Elrohir in a whisper.
Elladan jabbed him in the ribs instantly quieting his brother. "Sssh!"
Elladan took the box of mice from Elrohir and stood at the bedside. Elrohir took his place on the opposite side. "All at once, 'Dan," Elrohir whispered.
Elladan nodded and opened the book lid. 'Careful' Elrohir mouthed to his brother. He nodded in agreement. And in one swift, quick motion, the box of mice and spiders were dumped over Erestor's head and the twins quickly ran as fast as their little legs would carry them.
By the time, they reached their room; very sharp screams came from down the hall that sounded very much like a girl's scream and the twins fell to the floor laughing till their faces were red and their sides ached in pain. "'Dan, how many pranks have we gotten away with?" he asked still laughing.
"All of them!"
"At this rate, we are bound to go down into the history books!"
To be continued...
A/N #2: Sorry it took so long on this one. I had a bit of trouble trying to think up some ideas for this chapter... that and I was trying to get some of my other AP assignments done. Anyhow, I'll try to be quicker on the next one. Anyhow, please review and thank you if you do. And now it is midnight and I'm tired. Good night.
And I'm still without a beta...
Author's note: I got reviews! Woohoo! I just wanna say a quick thanks to othrilis, TrekieGreenieShannaraElfOfME, and Karin for reviewing so thank you! And one last note... please review. I love getting reviews, as I've said before, its like Christmas for me. Ahem, anywho, onto the story.
The heat still continued into the day and well into the evening. At evening meal, the twins were exceptionally silent not saying one word to anyone except each other. They felt their nervousness growing within each other as their Ada, Amme, and Glorfindel acted as if nothing had happened. They had not even been questioned by their elders about Glorfindel's sticky yet sweet smelling hairdo or had they addressed the ear-piercing scream that sounded like a banshee from the night before.
It was too odd. Elrohir and Elladan had at least suspected someone would mention something but no one had even though Glorfindel shot some very nasty death-like glares towards the two little elflings. But the twins dropped the whole idea of someone plotting against them and excused themselves quickly in order to prepare for the next prank upon their next victim, Erestor.
Evening had now arrived. Many inhabitants of Imladris were in the Hall were at one of Elrond's Bacchus wine parties. But the twins were already put the bed but neither one could sleep.
Elrohir paced their room lightly. "Don't do that," complained Elladan.
"Do what?" his brother questioned, continuing pacing the room.
"That. You're pacing the room. It makes me dizzy and annoys me, especially in the candlelight. It reminds me of when Ada is thinking up a punishment for us, a really bad punishment. Punishment is something I do not need to be reminded of," said Elladan. "We've been lucky so far. Don't ruin it."
"Huh? Were you talking to me?" asked Elrohir, startled out of a daze.
"Did you not hear what I just said?" Elladan rolled his eyes. "You were never a good listener..."
"I was thinking, 'Dan in case you care," he stated. "But we need to do something..."
"Something involving the mice..."
"Something that will..." Elrohir begin to snap his fingers. "Something that'll-- I just had it!"
Elladan went to the bookshelf and took down the box and opened it. The two mice found the night before scurried restlessly in circles. "Tiro (Look.)," he said. "Our little micey friends are even restless. They want to embarrass 'Estor as badly as we do. Just look at these faces, 'Ro!" Elrohir still continued to pace, ignoring his older twin. His face was scrunched up with deep thought. "Amme said that if someone keeps their face like that for so long it will stay like that forever..."
"You know that's not true," replied Elrohir. "Amme tells us stories so we'll behave and be "good little elflings" so we won't get into trouble like we usually do."
"How do you know?" Elladan replied sarcastically. "I'm older."
"But how do you know? I could be you and you could be me. We are one in the same," replied Elrohir crossing his arms to prove his point.
"What did you say?"
"I dunno. I read it in a book somewhere or something. I just thought it sounded really good." Elrohir went back to his bed and sat against the wall. "I can't think of anything!"
"Don't try so hard then, 'Ro. You don't hafta come up with all the ideas," said Elladan good-naturedly.
"But you came up with the last idea with Glor, especially with the honey in Glor's hair. That was genius, 'Dan!"
"But the mud was your idea and that was genius too. How about we do the same and come up with an extra prank together?"
"An extra prank for each new victim?" Elrohir grinned evilly as his twin did the same. "Mice in the bed."
"Put ink in the tea he drinks before he goes to bed. I bet that'll make his teeth black for a month!" suggested Elladan.
Elrohir erupted in laughter at the thought. "Original yet tasteful, dear brother. That makes two pranks. We now need one more. Something that hasn't been done before."
"Something that people will name it after us," said Elladan sitting on his bed opposite of Elrohir. "Something unique." He scratched his chin in mock thought.
"Don't do that, 'Dan. That annoys me," Elrohir said. "How about... no."
"How about waking him in the middle of the night and causing him to make a fool of himself?" "Perhaps but how?" Elladan shrugged. Elrohir started to pace again. "More mice or better yet spiders."
"Spiders and mice I think is a much better combination, 'Ro. I mean, who can stand both mice and spiders? Certainly not 'Estor."
The next night...
The heat was still persistent but that did not detour the twin sons of Elrond.
"Do we have the small garden spiders?" asked Elladan. "And the mice you got the mice right?"
Elrohir patted the large box he held smiling. "Right here. Are you sure that 'Estor drunk his black tea this evening?"
Elladan nodded. "Didn't you notice his black teeth? Especially how everyone laughed, including when wine came out of Ada's nose at dinner tonight? Never mine though. Come on, we're wasting time, 'Ro."
Elrohir rolled his eyes. "How come you are always the boss? Why can't I be the boss for once?"
"I'm older," Elladan answered.
Elrohir grunted in disapproval. That phrase "I'm older" had become the bane of his existence but he had to gripe later about that since his brother incessant nagging broke his train of thought and caused him to follow Elladan down the hall into Erestor's room.
Erestor was sound asleep, an effect of all the heavy wine drinking done from that night. His eye glazed over and a look of utter most distressed covered his features. "Look, even when he's asleep he's still upset!" pointed out Elrohir in a whisper.
Elladan jabbed him in the ribs instantly quieting his brother. "Sssh!"
Elladan took the box of mice from Elrohir and stood at the bedside. Elrohir took his place on the opposite side. "All at once, 'Dan," Elrohir whispered.
Elladan nodded and opened the book lid. 'Careful' Elrohir mouthed to his brother. He nodded in agreement. And in one swift, quick motion, the box of mice and spiders were dumped over Erestor's head and the twins quickly ran as fast as their little legs would carry them.
By the time, they reached their room; very sharp screams came from down the hall that sounded very much like a girl's scream and the twins fell to the floor laughing till their faces were red and their sides ached in pain. "'Dan, how many pranks have we gotten away with?" he asked still laughing.
"All of them!"
"At this rate, we are bound to go down into the history books!"
To be continued...
A/N #2: Sorry it took so long on this one. I had a bit of trouble trying to think up some ideas for this chapter... that and I was trying to get some of my other AP assignments done. Anyhow, I'll try to be quicker on the next one. Anyhow, please review and thank you if you do. And now it is midnight and I'm tired. Good night.