Hannah: I don't think we need a disclaimer in this chapter. I mean,they could just read this disclaimers in the other chapters.
Elizabeth: But what if they only read this chapter? They might think we're saying we own the Lord of the Rings!
Hannah: Oh! The horrors! I suppose we'd better do a disclaimer after all!
Elizabeth: Ahem...clears throat We own all the characters in the Lord of the Rings, except...
Hannah: Elladan, Elrohir, Aragorn, Arwen, Frodo, Sam, Bergil, Ioreth, Eowyn...
Elizabeth: Eomer, Theoden, Pippin, Merry, Gandalf, Elrond, Glorfindel, Legolas, Gimli, Gil-Galad, Beregond, Faramir, Boromir...
Voices fade off into the distance, as they are dragged off the stage still naming characters
To put it straight, we don't own any of them
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Chapter Five: Many Meetings
Elizabeth's POV:
Elladan walked over to Liz and gently closed her mouth. She looked back and forth from him to Elrohir, then turned to us and whispered, "Well, I agree, the surprise is cute...but I wouldn't say "cute". I would say maybe "good-looking"."
"Liz!" I exclaimed, shocked.
"Well they are," she protested.
The twins stood with their heads cocked, trying to figure out what we were talking about.
"In this case, I have to agree with Liz," Hannah whispered.
I turned to her disbelievingly, and she clapped her hand over her mouth. "I did not just say that," she gasped. I twitched my eyebrows at her and turned to the twins.
"We brought food, courtesy of Liz," I said, motioningy to the bagels and sprite.
"You must be Liz, then," Elrohir said, smiling at her. Liz shook his hand. "I'm Elrohir, and this is Elladan," he added.
Elladan bowed. "How do you do."
Liz was looking back and forth at us in disbelief. "You're who again?"
"Elladan and Elrohir," Hannah said. "We can prove it to you."
Liz turned to Hannah and put her hands on her shoulders. She stared into Hannah's eyes, then said, shocked, "You're telling the truth. I can't believe it, but you're telling the truth! This really is Elladan and Elrohir?"
"In the flesh," I answered.
"Are we going to get this kind of reception whenever we meet anybody?" Elladan whispered to Elrohir.
"Probably." I told him. "You're going to have to get used to it. People have heard of you here, but they think you're just myths. Same with all the elves."
Elrohir closed his eyes. "Eru preserve us," he whispered. "We're myths."
Elladan patted him on the back. "It won't be that bad," he said consolingly. "Just think of all the girls we haven't met." He jumped back nimbly, barely avoiding Elrohir's slap.
Seeing the strange look on our faces, he laughed and said, "I forgot you three wouldn't know this. You see, most people who know 'Ro are aware of his fear of females. He can't stand the creatures."
"Tacful, saying that to three girls," Elrohir mumbled. "What 'Dan means is I don't like women. Little girls I have no problem with," he said, glaring at Elladan.
"Not little, exactly," said Elladan quickly. "How old are you, Liz?"
Liz looked a little freaked out at hearing her name from an elf. "I'm thirteen," she said quickly.
"Like what hobbits would call teenagers," Elrohir commented.
"We call it teenagers too," I pointed out.
"When you say "What 'Dan means is," or "What 'Ro's trying to say is," how do you know the other means that and won't get mad at you?" Liz inquired.
"We're twins. We've been living together all our lives," Elladan and Elrohir answered simultaneously. They grinned at each other.
Hannah cleared her throat. "Anyways, there is food here." She handed a bagel each to Elladan and Elrohir, then demonstrated how to open the sprite cans.
They devoured the bagels with alarming alacrity, then tried the sprite.
"This drink is strong!" Elladan exclaimed, looking at his sprite can suspiciously. "Is it some sort of wine?"
"Not exactly," Hannah replied. "You can't get drunk on it."
"So, how'd you guys get here?" Liz inquired, idly tapping her can.
Elladan and Elrohir looked at each other and shrugged. "We really do not know," Elrohir explained.
"We were walking, there was a flash, and we found ourselves in the bedroom of your friends," Elladan added.
Liz turned to me with one eyebrow raised. "They appeared in your bedroom?"
Hannah nodded. "We were awake at the time, fortunately."
"We were dancing," I added in a whisper. "In our nightgowns."
"And then you attacked us," Elladan complained. "All we did was appear. I barely had time to sit up before you tried to smother me with a quilt!"
"Well, it was their house," Liz said reasonably. "If you were in your nightclothes and someone appeared in your room, wouldn't you attack them?"
"Elves do not wear nightgowns," Elrohir pointed out. "Especially not male elves. Ellyth, maybe, but not us."
Elladan nodded. "But I see your point. I suppose their attack was justified."
"I'll say," I muttered. "So, what now?"
"You guys stay and have a pillow fight or something. I'm going to go get something," Liz said. She took off at a run and was soon lost among the trees.
"A pillow fight? What does she mean by that?" Elrohir asked.
"Like this," I said, clobbering him upside the head with a pillow. He stared at me, shocked, then covered his head as Hannah raised a pillow over it.
"Defend yourself!" I shouted, tossing him a pillow. He looked at it quizzically, then shrugged and threw it at Elladan, who caught it deftly.
Hannah and I juggled two pillows between us, then each caught one and therw them at the twins. Hannah went down under an attack from Elladan, and I hastened to her rescue, only to find myself whacked in the head by Elrohir.
"You seem to be getting the hang of it," I commented, ducking a flying projectile.
"I'm not sure what you mean by "hang", but I understand the gist of it," Elladan answered.
"EAT FEATHERS, DANNY BOY!" Hannah yelled, jumping on Elladan's back and knocking him over. He grabbed her by the feet and stole her pillow.
I grinned at her and tried to trip Elrohir, ending up flat on my back in half a second.
"You guys are good," Hannah grinned.
"I am very glad to hear that," the twins said in unison. They smiled at each other and simultaneously hit us with the pillows.
"To think we have debased the sons of Elrond to pillow-fighting," I whispered to Hannah. "Do you think we'll ever be forgiven?"
"With time," she whispered back.
Suddenly Elladan and Elrohir froze. We bumped into them, dropping our pillows on the ground.
"You're friend is back," Elrohir told us.
A few seconds later, Liz appeared. She had three bowls balanced in her arms.
"I brought ice cream," she grinned.
Rustling was heard behind her and a dark-haired, familiar head poked out of the trees.
"And Janene," Liz added.