Summary: HP/LOTR Crossover. Planning a prank, Fred and George knock into a tapestry that they've never seen before. Hitting it, they are taken to Rivendell...and it meet its worst nightmare as Fred and George duke it out with Elladan and Elrohir to be the most annoying twins in the city.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter OR Lord of the Rings. I WANT MY ELLADAN! Sob

Here we go...longer than I thought.

"Is it just me or are they a little...too into annoying people?" Elladan whispered from the corner, watching as Fred and George went up and down, jumping on the bed while listing off every disgusting flavor of something they called 'Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans'.

"There's no way they can be more obnoxious then us," Elrohir disagreed in a whisper as he followed his brother's gaze. "We just need to figure out something to do...preferably to them. Maybe then they'd take it as a warning and stay away from our turf."

"Yes, marvelous idea," Elladan nodded, pulling a smirk onto his face. "But nothing with the hair...theirs is much too short. I wonder why it is that short, I mean...people don't have it like that in the future, do they?"

Elrohir shuddered slightly at the thought of his hair being cut to such a length and shrugged. "Probably. But then there must be something else we can do. How about we start out small, just to give them a taste?"

"Small...right," Elladan grinned slyly. Their version of slow was a whole lot different then others. "Ahem...excuse me, Fred...George. We must attend to some...business in the, erm...stables. We will be back as quickly as possible. You have as much fun as you can...bouncing."

"Righties," George gave a thumbs up sign, slapping high fives with Fred who gave an unnoticed wink to his twin.

Nodding to their two guests, Elladan and Elrohir quickly left the room, a mischievous plan formulating in their head.

Elladan and Elrohir's POV

"The kitchen, right?" Elrohir asked Elladan, trying his best not to laugh out loud.

"Of course," Elladan snorted as he crept into the kitchen, nodding to his brother to let him know the coast was clear. "What we need is just a few eggs and floor. Not too bad," he commented, digging around through the cupboards, watching out of the corner of his eye as his brother followed in pursuit. It had been a while since they had done so.

"Here we go," Elrohir muttered, pulling out a large bag. "Just a bit more," he continued speaking with himself before he cried out slightly, the bag tipping backwards towards his head.

"Will you mind being careful?" Elladan questioned as he managed to catch the bag in time before it hit his brother on the head.

"Right...I did that on purpose," Elrohir declared quickly as Elladan rolled his eyes and brought up a grin.

"I'm sure. Well, good news. Found the eggs," he commented, setting the bag down and pointing to the good dozen he had on the counter.

Fred and Georges' POV

When the other set of twins had left the room, Fred and George immediately plopped onto the bed and brought their heads together.

"They're so up to something," Fred whispered, glancing at the door.

Nodding in agreement, George grumbled slightly. "Yes, I think they think they're better than us. Ha! Well, I say we be on extra guard while we're around them and plan some sort of thing for them in return. I mean, come on. We're the ones with the magic," he said gleefully, pulling out his want from his pocket.

Grinning along with him, Fred took out his as well, inspecting it slightly. "You are correct...about everything. For once, atleast," he joked, looking at George's pouty expression. "But yes, we have to be on watch at all times...I don't know about you, but I really do not want to be made a fool of, even if it's on someone elses' turf. We've never been bested at by anyone before, and I don't intend for it to start now."

George nodded in agreement as they sat there in silence, expecting to hear the arrival, when they suddenly heard loud trampling of feet coming towards the door.

"Bingo..." Fred murmured, looking towards the door and ready to spring when he heard a voice calling for him. It was Elladan, he noted, from the little bit deeper speech.

"My friends, father has sent me to come for you. It is time for our dinner, and he wishes you to attend," came the voice from the other side of the door, and the two twins on the inside nodded, getting up slowly before deciding to cause a little more trouble. They remembered one rule: no running.

"Tag, your it," George whispered to his brother before speeding for the door, almost ripping it off its hinges, and stepping out the door, quickly pursued by Fred.

Then their feet were swept from beneath them, and they heard small cracks as they his the ground in a cloud of white, gooey material beneath them.

"Good work, big brother," Elrohir nodded to his brother, grinning at the two forms on the ground.

"Why, I could not have done it without you, little brother," Elladan laughed, bending down to look at the very white figures of Fred and George.

"Welcome to Rivendell," he whispered before hopping off, running towards the dinning room.

"That's it...we're getting them back," Fred declared, glaring after the pair. "Tonight. And something...worse than this. After all, bro...they're in their home town. They'll have to live with the embarrassment forever!"

A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews, guys! I've only had it up for about two hours! Huggles my few reviewers and chokes them to death. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

Comments to Reviewers:

Spezlee: Thank you! It's the first non-original character story I've made so far...or atleast originals as a main character...so it means a lot. (Yes, this means I have another account. Lol.)

siriuslupin2002: Lol, more you shall have...soon. As soon as I can bring it. You see, my dad's sort of cough cough getting rid of the internet and it's like trying to push a concrete wall by asking my mom to get on at her house.

Tinne: That being what I'm aiming for, lol. I've never done a straight out funny one, yet, so I'm hoping this goes well.