Chapter 1: Trouble Arrives
Ai! You THOUGHT I would have shut up by now with the elfling stories? Nope. I just could not forget about the twins! And of course... Legolas!
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"Elladan, Elrohir, come here." Lord Elrond of Rivendell gestured for his two twin sons, his little children, both only eight in mortal years.
"Yes daddy?" One of the raven-haired elflings looked up at his father, his twin quickly following. Elrond, looking at the one who had spoken face, knew at once it was Elladan, for just recently Elladan had gotten into a fight with his twin, and now Elladan had a fair bruise on his forehead.
"We are about to enter Lord Thranduil's courtyard. What did I say the rules of this visit where?"
"No pranks, no mischief or disobedience." The two said together. "And you will obey these rules?"
"Yes."
"And you know VERY well that you will be punished in whichever way suits you two best, if you break these rules?"
"We know."
Elrond patted Elrohir and Elladan on each of their heads. "I hope I can trust you." Elrond looked down at each of them. "And don't you two play too harshly with young Legolas, he is still only half your age!" Elrond said.
"Yes Ada." Elrohir nodded. "Yes." Elladan said.
As the three entered the courtyard of the king, Elladan and Elrohir spoke with each other.
"Ada will never learn about our pranks we shall play, for we will be careful this time. We will not be caught!" Elrohir whispered so quietly that Elladan barely heard.
"Yes, for I remember how many slaps on my backside I received for our last prank."
"I got ten slaps." Elrohir grinned. "I got five." Elladan muttered. "Maybe Ada thinks you're not as bad as me." Elrohir smirked. "That's not true!"
"Oh yes it is!" Elrohir laughed at his brother quietly.
Elladan ran to catch up with his father.
"Ada?"
"Yes, my dearest little Elladan?"
"Do you think I don't act as bad as Ro?"
"I think you both act just as bad."
"But who acts badder?"
"No Elladan, who acts worse, not, who acts badder." Elrond corrected.
"Well, who acts WORSE?" Elladan asked. "Neither. You both act just as terrible, but you are both just as sweet." Elrond grinned, then suddenly tickling Elladan.
When Elladan was no longer giggling, Elladan kissed his father's hand as Elrohir ran up to the two whom where quite far ahead of him.
A small blond elfling sat, waiting for someone, on the top of the flight of stairs to the palace.
"Dan, look, it's Legolas!" Elrohir excitedly ran to Legolas. Elrond picked up Legolas just before the twins tackled him.
"Don't play harshly, eh?" Elrond looked down at the two. "Sorry..." the two muttered quietly, as Legolas was placed back on the ground and received an embrace from each twin.
"Legolas, where is your father?"
"Inside. He said I could wait fow Dan an' Ro here." Legolas said, feeling quite proud that his father trusted him enough to wait on the stairs on his own, not knowing that Thranduil watched him from a window, making sure he did not get hurt.
Thranduil then emerged from the palace door. Elrond smiled and shook hands with his friend.
"Good day, Lord Elrond. And good day, little lords, Elladan, Elrohir." Thranduil smiled at the two children who where chatting with Legolas, but quickly bowed to Thranduil.
"Quite polite." Thranduil smiled. "Why don't you two go play inside?" Thranduil asked, the twins eagerly nodded and they and Legolas ran into the palace.
"I do hope they behave themselves... I apologize in advance for whatever they break." Elrond said, sighing quietly. Thranduil smiled. "I forgive them in advanced." Thranduil chuckled as he and his old friend entered the palace.
To Be Continued
What will the twins do to their innocent elfling friend and his father? Keep on reading, and hit that review button... This new account of mine is inspiring all these sweet stories, YAY!
Ai! You THOUGHT I would have shut up by now with the elfling stories? Nope. I just could not forget about the twins! And of course... Legolas!
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"Elladan, Elrohir, come here." Lord Elrond of Rivendell gestured for his two twin sons, his little children, both only eight in mortal years.
"Yes daddy?" One of the raven-haired elflings looked up at his father, his twin quickly following. Elrond, looking at the one who had spoken face, knew at once it was Elladan, for just recently Elladan had gotten into a fight with his twin, and now Elladan had a fair bruise on his forehead.
"We are about to enter Lord Thranduil's courtyard. What did I say the rules of this visit where?"
"No pranks, no mischief or disobedience." The two said together. "And you will obey these rules?"
"Yes."
"And you know VERY well that you will be punished in whichever way suits you two best, if you break these rules?"
"We know."
Elrond patted Elrohir and Elladan on each of their heads. "I hope I can trust you." Elrond looked down at each of them. "And don't you two play too harshly with young Legolas, he is still only half your age!" Elrond said.
"Yes Ada." Elrohir nodded. "Yes." Elladan said.
As the three entered the courtyard of the king, Elladan and Elrohir spoke with each other.
"Ada will never learn about our pranks we shall play, for we will be careful this time. We will not be caught!" Elrohir whispered so quietly that Elladan barely heard.
"Yes, for I remember how many slaps on my backside I received for our last prank."
"I got ten slaps." Elrohir grinned. "I got five." Elladan muttered. "Maybe Ada thinks you're not as bad as me." Elrohir smirked. "That's not true!"
"Oh yes it is!" Elrohir laughed at his brother quietly.
Elladan ran to catch up with his father.
"Ada?"
"Yes, my dearest little Elladan?"
"Do you think I don't act as bad as Ro?"
"I think you both act just as bad."
"But who acts badder?"
"No Elladan, who acts worse, not, who acts badder." Elrond corrected.
"Well, who acts WORSE?" Elladan asked. "Neither. You both act just as terrible, but you are both just as sweet." Elrond grinned, then suddenly tickling Elladan.
When Elladan was no longer giggling, Elladan kissed his father's hand as Elrohir ran up to the two whom where quite far ahead of him.
A small blond elfling sat, waiting for someone, on the top of the flight of stairs to the palace.
"Dan, look, it's Legolas!" Elrohir excitedly ran to Legolas. Elrond picked up Legolas just before the twins tackled him.
"Don't play harshly, eh?" Elrond looked down at the two. "Sorry..." the two muttered quietly, as Legolas was placed back on the ground and received an embrace from each twin.
"Legolas, where is your father?"
"Inside. He said I could wait fow Dan an' Ro here." Legolas said, feeling quite proud that his father trusted him enough to wait on the stairs on his own, not knowing that Thranduil watched him from a window, making sure he did not get hurt.
Thranduil then emerged from the palace door. Elrond smiled and shook hands with his friend.
"Good day, Lord Elrond. And good day, little lords, Elladan, Elrohir." Thranduil smiled at the two children who where chatting with Legolas, but quickly bowed to Thranduil.
"Quite polite." Thranduil smiled. "Why don't you two go play inside?" Thranduil asked, the twins eagerly nodded and they and Legolas ran into the palace.
"I do hope they behave themselves... I apologize in advance for whatever they break." Elrond said, sighing quietly. Thranduil smiled. "I forgive them in advanced." Thranduil chuckled as he and his old friend entered the palace.
To Be Continued
What will the twins do to their innocent elfling friend and his father? Keep on reading, and hit that review button... This new account of mine is inspiring all these sweet stories, YAY!