Title: Pink Forks Part Two

Discalmer: see chapter 1

Summery: Elladan and Elrohir come back from Lothlorein with Haldir his brothers - funny tales of forks ensue.

"There!" Estel said as he put the finishing touches on his 'welcome home' banner. Elladan and Elrohir were coming home from Lorien tomorrow after visiting their sister and Estel had decided to make something special as a welcome home present. Estel snickered. At least, that was what he had told his ada. Glancing down at the banner one last time before giving it to the elf that would put it up, Estel grinned evilly at the pink forks sewed onto the banner. "Oh, this will be fun," he thought to himself.

The Next Morning

At the edge of the woods surrounding Rivendell, five elves were bickering. "Come on Rumil, that incident in Lothlorien was all your fault."

Rumil glared at his older brother. "Haldir, may I remind you, you were the one that tripped, sending the water flying into Lady Galadriel?"

"Wasn't that the whole point?" Elladan spoke from his horse behind the two brothers.

"They weren't supposed to see us!" four elves screamed back at him.

"It's a good thing that you were going back to Rivendell today," stated Haldir, "otherwise we would have had to explain to Lord Celeborn why we were all carrying buckets of cold water."

"Can we stop arguing about this?" Elrohir spoke up, "We might be overheard by patrols, and if they hear about this, Estel's sure to find out, and then we'll never live it down."

"He can't be that bad, Elrohir." Said Haldir, "He can't be as bad as Orophin."

"Hey!"

"He's right, little brother. No one can be as bad as you."

Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other over the arguing elves. With a smirk, they spoke at the same time, "No one is as bad as Estel."

Three hours later, they arrived in Rivendell. Elladan was the first to spot the 'welcome home' banner that someone had made for them. He was about to point it out to his companions when he spotted something sewed on to it. Groaning he sank back onto his horse, muttering.

Elrohir turned to face his twin. "Dan? What's…" He stopped when he heard what Elladan was muttering. Turning quickly he glared at the banner in front of them, and then searched for a face in the crowd. Sure enough, there was his human brother, standing next to their father, who looked like he was trying to hide his amusement.

Orophin then spoke up. "Why are there pink forks on your welcome home banner, Elrohir?" The innocent look on his face didn't fool anyone and just made the twins look even redder then before, if possible.

When they got into the courtyard, Elladan slid off his horse with a look of death in his eyes. Glaring at the three brothers behind him that were muffling laughter, he smirked at Estel.

"Thank you ever so much for the 'welcome home' banner," Elrohir said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Elrond surveyed the seen before him, holding in his laughter. Five elves and one human were sitting around the fire in his study. After being introduced to Haldir, Rumil, and Orophin who had come home with the twins (and Elrond was still trying to figure out why those three were here), Estel had gone into hiding, which was probably not the wisest thing he could have done. All Estel really had to do was keep around people, but when Elrond had commented on this, Estel had said "hiding is more fun."

Elrond shook his head. After the twins finally cornered their human brother, Haldir, Rumil, and Orophin had rescued Estel from certain tickling and teasing by threatening to tell annoying stories about a 'certain time, in a certain place, pertaining to your horse.' Right now, though, all six had told at least one embarrassing story about the others. Coming closer, Elrond could hear their conversation.

"--and then Haldir came around the corner a bit to quickly, tripped over his own feet, and splashed the water all over Galadriel from behind!" Elladan told his youngest brother. "We all had our buckets still in our hands, so naturally the thing to do was drop them and run. And that, that is why we ended up having these three tag-a-longs."

Estel could barely move he was laughing so hard. One look at Haldir's face though, convinced him that the marchwarden was not enjoying the story as much as he was. Wanting to prevent an argument, Estel quickly searched his mind for something to say. Remembering the 'welcome home banner' he grinned.

"Haldir?" Elrohir looked at Estel's seemingly innocent face and groaned. Someone was not going to like whatever he had come up with now.

"Why pink forks?"

Elrohir's face fell. Why did it have to be that?

Haldir sat back in his chair and grinned. "Why pink forks you ask? Well that's because Ga-" Haldir was stopped with a hand clamped on his mouth.

"Why Haldir, you must go in the right order of things!" exclaimed Orophin, "you have to tell the story from the beginning!"

Haldir glared at Orophin. "Then Mr. Know-it-all why don't you tell the story?"

Orophin grinned. "Sure thing brother."

"I guess it started when Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn decided to visit Rivendell. Afraid to leave us in Lothlorien without people we were moderately afraid of, they took us with them…

"Rumil. Rumil. Rumil!" Haldir glared at his sleeping brother, before putting his mouth next Rumil's ear. "RUMIL!" Crash. Haldir looked down. "Looks like the sleeping one fell off of his horse?"

Rumil groaned, and tried to rub his ear and his back at the same time. "What do you want, Haldir?" He managed to get out, still trying to wake himself up.

Orophin rode up behind them. "We're here, you idiot. See?" he said pointing to the north, where they could just see Rivendell over the horizon.

"That's not what happened, Orophin! You were the one who fell of your horse, sleepyhead! Not me!"

Orophin stuck his tongue out as his brother. "Then you tell the story Rumil!"

Still glaring at Orophin, Rumil started to talk.

"It wasn't too long until we were introduced to Elladan and Elrohir, who at the time were trying as hard as possible to make it difficult to tell them apart…

Rumil watched the twins thoughtfully. They looked too innocent to be what they had been made out to be. "But then again," he thought as he saw them put some itching herbs on Lord Celeborn's seat, "maybe they are as bad as Lady Galadriel says…"

During the dinner, Rumil discretely touched Haldir's arm. "Look at Celeborn."

Haldir turned to look to his left too see. Then he turned back to Rumil, obviously trying to stifle his laughter. "Did you do that?" he mouthed.

Rumil shook his head and then motioned towards the twins. "They did."

Haldir scoffed at him. "No way. They couldn't have pulled that off. They're just elflings. Don't lie to me, Rumil."

With that he turned back to his dinner. Rumil shook his head and then glanced at the twins. They quickly turned back to their meal. Rumil groaned. They had obviously heard the whole thing.

Estel doubled over laughing. "You didn't!" One look at Haldir's face convinced him that this time Rumil was telling the truth. "You did!"

The twins looked like they were remembering this part fondly, and started to grin wildly as Rumil started telling the next part.

"The next day, Imladris was awakened by Haldir screaming bloody murder. Literally…"

"Really Haldir," Orophin was saying to his brother who was bearing down on him, "I swear, I didn't do it. Really, I went straight to bed last night, there was no time for me to prank you. Besides, I have no clue where the blue dye is in this place. I only know where it is at home!"

Haldir turned to his other younger brother who was snickering next to him. "And what do you have to say for yourself?"

"Absolutely nothing, considering that I didn't do it. It was probably those twins. After all, you said, and I quote, "No way. They couldn't have pulled that off. They're just elflings."

Just then the twins, still trying their hardest to look exactly alike, came down the hall and stopped in front of the three brothers.

"Look El! A blue haired elf!" one said.

"Who could have dyed his hair, I wonder? Did he have it done professionally?" said the other.

And with that they ran off, while Rumil and Orophin tried to hold Haldir back. After staring at the hall where they ran off, Haldir turned to his brothers. "Are you going to help me get back at them, or not?"

Rumil and Orophin shrugged. "Why not? But what do we do to them?"

Haldir grinned. "Lets go into my room, away from prying ears. I have an idea."

"So what's your great idea?" Orophin asked once they were in the room.

"Well, you know those things the girls tie their hair back with? If we get a lot of them, we can hide them in different places where the twins will find them, and then get them down to the great hall where we can humiliate them in front of people."

"Just one problem," Rumil spoke up. "Where do we get all those hair tie things?"

"We could ask Lady Galadriel."

Rumil and Haldir looked at their brother like he was crazy and shook their heads.

Never the less, two hours later found them standing outside the door to Lady Galadriel's room shifting their feet nervously. Slowly the oldest brother lifted his hand and knocked on the door. There was a small noise from within the room, like someone was getting of their bed and then the door opened so the three brothers could see Galadriel's face. She smiled, and said plainly, "Would pink forks do?"

"You mean to tell me that -

- SHE was behind the pink forks?" Elladan and Elrohir managed to get out between outraged noises.

"I'm afraid so, you two." Rumil shook his head. "Though I think it was more revenge for something else… but I will tell you everything in good time my friends."

"We were still very shocked as we dragged the bag back to our room…"

"I can't believe that." Haldir whispered to his brothers.

"Neither can I. She seemed almost glad to give these to us."

All Orophin said though, was "I told you so."

That night they stole Elrohir's boot and put one pink fork in it.

The next morning, Haldir snuck into the room to drop off four more pink forks.

The morning after that, Orophin quietly hid ten forks where Haldir had put his.

After dinner, Rumil snuck in and put twenty more forks in Elladan's boots.

The next night the three pulled off one of the hardest parts of the prank and stuffed a total of thirty forks in Elrohir's pillowcase while he was asleep, to be found the next morning.

Then, while the twins were at lunch the three brothers carefully stuffed forty forks into Elladan's boots with a note, and positioned the rest of the forks in the closet so they would fall on the twins when they went to get their clothes. Snickering, they ran off to the Great Hall to set up the last part of their prank, which included some string, and a bucket of water.

Haldir, Orophin, and Rumil didn't have long to wait because less than an hour later Elladan and Elrohir came running into the great hall, where they tripped over the string, spilled two hundred pink forks on to the floor, and got thoroughly soaked by three buckets of water.

"Before long everyone in the hall was doubling over with laughter, but the thing that always struck me as odd was the horrified look on Lord Elrond's face and the smug look on Lady Galadriel's." Rumil ended.

"Funny. Because the thing that always struck me as odd was the elf maiden, who said in my presence, that (and I quote) "Although personally I still think Haldir looks cute in blue hair."

Everyone stared at Orophin who was giving Haldir a cheeky grin. "Who said that?" Haldir managed to get out between gasps.

"I believe her name was Sio."

THE END

(unless, of course, someone wants a sequel)

A/N- and thanks to all of my reviewers! Tara, Gianna, Spaztic Arwen, Dragon Confused, Neoinean, Xylem, and Catmint, and S. Eerandgel, and of course, the MC list!!!!