A/N: So. How I'm going to start this is I'm going to do getting ready for the feast from each perspective so everyone is introduced to the characters (In any order I darn well feel like!). Remember those female characters! (Or if you'd like to date one of the boys, that's good to!) What I really need included when you tell me about your girl (or yourself!) is how old they are and who they want to date. I really really need ones for:

Any of the triplets

Nydaromar

Edalilowyn

Hirajan

Fedrind

Thanks,

ElladanandElrohirrock.

Greenleaf Gang, Chapter 2

Edalilowyn looked at himself in the mirror, thoroughly displeased with what he saw. He looked… so… feminine. It was the only way to describe it. He had abnormally long hair for a male elf; it went all the way down to his lower back. His whole body was slim and small, including his face, and his jutting cheekbones made him look cute. Even his name was sickly female. Edalilowyn. His brothers all called him 'lil, or even worse, 'lillie.

And that was not all he disliked about himself. He was the most ridiculously sensitive person you could ever meet. He cried over everything. Not just alot, mind. Constantly. As in three or four times a day at least. Over every little thing that happened. Lately, it had been getting even worse. He rarely ever stopped crying now. When he wasn't crying, he had either obviously just began to recover, or about to start, or both.

After dressing in his sky-blue outfit (to match his eyes) he began to walk down to the banquet hall. On the way down the stairs, he saw Ocigothian fighting with Diradd, with Asynad struggling to break it up rather unsuccessfully. Only Adraodon had enough power to really control his brothers.

And, as it happened, Adraodon came along that very moment. Radiating superiority, confidence, and sheer regal splendour. He said nothing, but looked from one to the other, in the piercing way he had.

"Do I need to go get adar?" He said simply. Oci and Dir shook their heads and quickly broke it up. Ocigothian, who was the slightly more cynical triplet, then spotted Edalilowyn.

"Wow. Is it just me or is the cry-baby not crying?" He said in his typical mocking tone.

Such a petty comment would ordinarily not have bothered 'Lil, but now he burst into tears and ran into the hall, hands over his face. 'Dra paused only to scold Oci before running after him.

"Lil." He said when he reached his brother, "Lillie." He tried to grab the sixteen year old to comfort him, but Edalilowyn squirmed away.

"Go away" He sobbed through his tears, "Leave me alone!"

Adraodon had a worried expression on his face. "Is something wrong, little brother? You seem to be more easily upset then usual as of late."

"Nothing's wrong." Edalilowyn said resolutely.

"Nothing?"

"I'm fine!" But they both knew he wasn't.

"Tell me. Please."

"Go away!"

"Something is the matter, Edalilowyn, and though you know it, you refuse to admit it, even to yourself! Now, what's wrong?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Edalilowyn yelled, before tearing out of the hall. He went to the nearest washroom, dried his eyes and waited for the red blotches on his face to recede, and made his way down to the great hall.

He didn't know what was wrong, and that was the truth.

That was the truth.