(A/N hi everybody, I don't have anything that could be at all interesting write now in the way of amusing authoress notes so I'll just get straight on with the chapter. Oh and this is the last chapter that will feature a story about Arwen in so we will be moving onto Legolas next I think.)

"The day before this very important party Arwen had decided to embarrass me in front of someone so I decided that this would be a very good way of getting my own back. At lunch I slipped a mixture into her drink that would make her fall asleep an hour later. I knew that she would go up to her room straight after dinner to get ready for the party, because she always takes ages."

"I don't take ages, that's a lie" muttered Arwen, plotting horrible deaths for her brother.

"Yes you do" Elladan said smoothly, not seeing the murderous glint in his sisters eye. "And don't interrupt, its not polite."

"Neither is insulting your sister and telling embarrassing stories about her but you five are still doing it."

"Shh" the others said, wanting to hear the rest of Elladan's story, they all had an inkling of what might have happened next and it sounded funny if their notion's were correct.

"When I knew that the drug would have come into effect I went up to her room and sure enough she was laying passed out on the bed. Luckily I had came prepared with a pair of very sharp scissors and got to work immediately. My plan took a while though, and by the time I had finished there was only about ten minutes left till she would have woken up again. For that reason I left extremely quickly and began to get ready myself.

Ten minutes later the loudest scream I have ever heard sounded through Rivendell, in fact I expect the inhabitants of Strayton could hear it as well, it was so loud. Then something that sounded a lot like a heard of mumakil came thundering down the stairs and every elf that was in Rivendell at that particular moment came out to see what it was.

We all ran into the hall, and promptly burst out laughing. I had shaved all her hair off, and both of her eyebrows. She looked a lot different to how she had before, I can promise you that."

By this time they were all fair screaming with laughter, well except for Arwen whose hand was once more creeping along the floor towards the story teller as if she had no control over. In fact, this time, it seemed that she didn't have any control over it. All of a sudden, faster than anyone could see, she leapt for her eldest brother and grabbed at his throat.

This of course only added to the hysterics being produced by the rest of the group, and the other inhabitants of the hall looked on in shock at the behaviour of the normally graceful Lady Undominal. Finally however, deciding that for the most part he rather liked having a twin brother, Elrohir leant forward and separated his two siblings in a very motherly fashion. After a spluttered thanks to Elrohir, Elladan said.

"Luckily for Arwen her grew back rather quickly, it would seem that the Valar were being particularly merciful that day because it was back to normal in a matter of weeks, anyway" he finished hurriedly, Arwen's hand had once more seemed to have come alive. "Let's tell stories about someone else now yes?" the others, having also noticed Arwen and not wanting to become her latest victim hastened to agree.

(As this was another short one I will yet again give you another story before the end of this chapter, you lucky lucky people)

Aragorn stared thoughtfully at the fire before grinning slightly and looking up.

"I have a story to tell" he said, causing the others, barring Haldir as they had only met once and he didn't think that the ranger knew anything bad about him, to look up worriedly.

"It happened to one of you when they were visiting me with the rangers" At that Arwen heaved a sigh of relief; she had never visited Aragorn with the rangers before.

"Just put us out of our misery and tell us Estel" Elrohir said, willing the valar that he wasn't the victim, he could think of several exploits that he didn't want to be mentioned that had occurred when he had visited the rangers.

"Fine, this happened when Legolas visited me."

"No, Estel please don't, if you are truly my friend then you'll spare me this cruel fate."

"Don't worry Legolas, I really think you're overreacting, it's not that embarrassing. So, I was staying with the rangers, and we were currently situated in and around Bree. Legolas heard, from ada I would imagine, where I was and he decided to come and visit me. When Legolas arrived we were in the Prancing Pony celebrating the fact that we had destroyed the latest threat to Eriador, not that it was particularly threatening, but I don't think the inhabitants of the area would have been very sufficient in getting rid of them."

"You were hardly celebrating Strider, you were sitting there drinking, and that's not my idea of a celebration."

"Well we rangers get enough attention as it is, I think if we started rowdy parties celebrating an event that they weren't even aware of the villagers would probably banish us from their home.

When we had each had a couple of pints Legolas entered the pub. Being the stupid elf he is he didn't remember anything that I told him about not letting on you're an elf when in human settlements, therefore everyone turned to look at him as soon as he entered the bar.

I called him over and he came and joined us at the table, looking around the bar in disgust, using his high and mighty elf look. Well I decided that he wasn't enjoying himself so I bought him a pint of the strongest ale. Now Legolas had never experienced ale before and after his fathers wines he didn't think any of them would be strong enough to affect him. Sadly he was incredibly mistaken.

After his second pint he had stopped looking around in disgust. By the time he had finished his third he was talking happily with all the rangers, I rather think he was talking about the different breeds of trout you could find in the river Running, but by that time the other rangers were slightly intoxicated themselves so they didn't find anything strange about that.

At the end of the fourth pint Legolas had persuaded one of the younger rangers, Idrilien, to dance a jig with him and so the pair were hopping merrily around the tables of Bree, well I say around but for the most part they were just crashing into them. The bill that I had to pay that night was huge.

Finally Legolas finished what must have been at least his eight pint. He decided that the bar was much to quiet so started singing a song to 'liven things up' I should probably tell you that by now the other inhabitants of the inn were rather on the tipsy side so it was anything but silent. That didn't phase our gentle prince hear, oh no.

Before I could stop him he was up on the table, dancing a jig that reminded me a lot like a hobbit dance. Then he started singing the barrel rolling song that's sung often in Mirkwood. Clapping his hands in beat with the music and dancing as he went. It was definitely one of the funniest sights that I have ever had the privileged to see."

Aragorn had to stop there; he could barely hear himself speak over the sound of hysterical laughter of the others. Aragorn's story telling skills were very good, all of the avid listeners had an extremely clear picture of Legolas dancing a hobbit jig and singing the ridiculous song of the woodland elves at the same time, and all of them were finding it an exceedingly humorous sight.

"And that" he finished, when the elves had settled down again, and when he had moved himself out of arms reach of Legolas. The elf was looking very similar to how Arwen had during Elladan's tale, and the outcome of that was not something he wanted repeated on himself.

"And that is why you should never let an elf near ale, they just cant handle their alcohol."

Sadly even the distance he had put between Legolas didn't help him, and with a cry of

"Elf Pile" from Elladan, all five elves leapt onto Aragorn, squashing most of the air out of him before Elrond, Glorfindel and Erestor sighed, got up, and dragged the elves of the now flattened human.

"You know, all six of you have reached adulthood, it would be so nice if you could act like it for once" commented Glorfindel dryly before the three elf lords returned to their places next to one of the fires.

Calming down slightly they sat back and watched each other wearily, looking for signs of who would tell the next story.

They didn't have to wait long, Legolas finally stopped glaring in Aragorn's direction as an impish smile slid slowly across his face, he had found away to avenge himself on the young human.

"I think I would like to tell the next story" he said, smiling eerily at Aragorn.

"I think you'll find it rather amusing, I know I did."

"You know Legolas, I'm very sorry about telling you that story, I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me and not exact...your...revenge..." he trailed of, catching the look Legolas was giving him, sighing he gave up hid attempt, knowing it was useless.

As if to confirm his thoughts Legolas started telling his story, grinning wickedly at the memory.

(Well, I am listening to Into the West right now, and am feeling depressed, I love this song so much. So yeah review please, I will give you all cookies, replica rings, elves, other characters or anything that you so desire if I get reviews so it really is in your best interest to review)