Glorfindel secured the sword at his side and looked around for his quiver. He scolded himself for ever thinking that it could just 'disappear' but is seemingly had. The Balrog Slayer could not believe that he had forgotten where he had put it, but he had been so sure that it was on the table just a moment ago. Elladan and Elrohir couldn't have it, they hadn't come in, or if they had, Glorfindel hadn't known it. Though he went outside to look for them just in case. Then he saw the twins, looking up at the roof of the armory, odd. He squinted against the bright sun and he saw what they were looking at. A scrawny lad of about eight was standing on the roof, holding . . . . no, it couldn't be. Could it? But it was, it was his quiver. The boy waved it in the air, causing the twins to cheer.

"I do not think that is funny." Glorfindel said.

Elladan and Elrohir paled, and Elladan gulped. Though their plan would have worked had Elrohir not made the remark about 'That little monkey' which caused Glorfindel to just see the young boy jump up into the trees and virtually disappear into the foliage.

"Get back here!" Glorfindel yelled, but the kid had already taken off, causing the twins to choke back laughter. Then the golden-haired Elf turned to them, "I . . . . I'll . . . I'll deal with you two later." he said, pointing a menacing finger at them before he went in search of his quiver.

Elladan and Elrohir sat around a small fire in the woods, with Mirkwood wine they 'borrowed' from their father. They only heard a slight rustle of leaves as their newest accomplice came into the meadow. "Hello there Elros." Elladan said.

The Elf child sat down beside Elrohir, "Did I do good?"

Elrohir put his arm on the youth's shoulder, "You did almost as good I could have!"

Elladan smiled, "Almost as good as the Master himself."

"Who's the Master?" Elros asked, intrigued.

"Have you not heard the tale? Well, I'll tell you. Long ago, before even Erestor or my father were born, there was Feanor. The Master of all tricks and pranks . . . ." then he went into a long tale of how the Elf was the greatest prankster that ever lived, and how they should all follow his example. Though Elros wondered how much exactly was fact. Then Elladan stopped, "How about now, brother, a Wild Hobbit thanks to the generosity of good Lord Elrond."

"What's a Wild Hobbit?" Elros asked, confused.

"Well, another name for unlimited wine is a Wild Hobbit. Wild Hobbits are scary creatures, with dripping fangs and matted hair on their feet and heads." Elros trembled, the exact effect Elladan wanted. "Yes, boy, they are evil creatures. They will roast you on a spit over a blazing fire. Hobbits, my friend, beware of Hobbits." Then Elrohir jumped on Elros from behind, causing the boy to scream loudly. Both of the older Elves burst out laughing.

Before long, the twins were quite drunk and soon they just nodded off. Even though the young Elf had drank his share, he was not effected as much by the strong wine, so, he figured, it was time to show the twins exactly what they had taught him.

It was early the next morning and Lord Elrond had not seen his sons. Go figure. Then he heard a strange sound, then the opening of his door. Two undistinguishable wads of, he didn't want to know what, drug themselves in. They looked pitiful, poor creatures, whatever they were.

"Look what the cat drug in!" Elros said, popping up from behind Elrond's desk where he had been hiding. He shook his head and crossed his arms. "What are they, I wonder, Lord Elrond? Do you know?" He asked sarcastically.

"You little turncoat!" One of the blobs said, its voice hardly recognizable as Elladan.

"Goodbye, my lords." Elros said before leaping out the window and scampering away from the furious twins. Leaving Elrond to clean up the mess.

He ran as quickly as possible to Glorfindel. "Okay, now what?" He asked approaching slowly.

"Did you get them?" the older Elf asked.

"I got them good."

Glorfindel laughed.

"What's so funny?" Elros asked.

The Balrog Slayer smiled, "I never thought I'd see the day when Elladan and Elrohir got beat at their own game."