Disclaimer- I don't own this and I don't own the bag of Candy Corn anymore. This is depressing.

Erestor- What do you expect?

Do I have to talk to you like I talked to Glor?

Erestor- you're the one that caused him to stop talking. Good job.

Thank You.

Haldir's Heart and Soul- I have decided that I am going to write a diary of all the pranks that have caused mayhem in Imladris.

TrojanElves- I am glad you liked it. I am going to try to update often.

Elrond was bellowing at the top of his lungs. Not that anybody could understand him over Erestor's wails. Finally giving up he turned to Lindir who was standing near the door with an amused smirk on his face. Elrond had the great pleasure of watching the smirk melt on his face into a puddle on the floor.

Elrond put on his 'I am a lord and you have to do whatever I say or suffer the consequences' look, and strode with as much dignity as one could have while wading through an ocean of slugs. "Lindir, Stay here with Lord Erestor, I have to attend to some, uh, official business."

Without another word, Elrond hurried away down the hall as fast as an elf could go.

The recruits pretended to be ignorant to the sudden change in attitude that had taken over their captain. It was as though he had suddenly sprouted horns and fangs.

Glorfindel was biting his tongue to keep his laughter under control. He was thinking, 'This has got to be my best prank yet. I have to think of a good follow up prank or else my reputation shall be ruined. I think Elrond needs a bit of humor in his life; he is getting to be entirely too much of a bore for his own good. Wait is that Elrond?'

Elrond pulled his horse to a halt in front of Glorfindel. He spoke in a pained voice, "Glor, you must stop it. It will not be quiet."

"Elrond, What is 'it'? Is it some sort of animal or maybe a thing? I heard a wail when I came to find them." He gestured half-heartedly to the recruits who were waiting behind their captain. "Does it have something to do with the cries?"

Elrond shifted on his stallions back and fiddled with its reins. "Glor, How about you go placate Erestor and I will take them wherever they need go."

After a few seconds, Glorfindel nodded in agreement. "I shall go slay the murderous beast that dares to plague the valiant Lord Erestor. Think well of me Lord Elrond, if I should not return. Good- bye, My Lord, Good- bye."

With Glor gone and the recruits standing behind him, Elrond turned and said, "Where were you off to?"

Lindir was standing in a pool of slugs. He had them in his hair, on his legs, on his face and arms, and even down his shirt. As of yet, he had failed in his mission to quiet the morbid yowls of the tormented advisor. He was ready to give up when Glorfindel showed up in full battle armor.

"My Lord, Have we been attacked? Where is Lord Elrond? Does he know? How did they get in?"

Glorfindel ignored the bard's queries and drew his sword. Putting on a dangerous face, he strode heroically on, amid the sea of slugs.

With a horribly dramatized voice, he spoke, "I have come to conquer thee. Erestor kindly shut thy mouth so I may rescue thee from the horrible beast that is plaguing thou sleep. Show thy face, beast!"

Upon hearing Glorfindel, Erestor quieted immediately and watched the warrior look around as if expecting a troll to come charging at him.

"Glor, They are on you, me, Lindir, the ceiling, the floor, the door, and everywhere else your eyes can see."

Glorfindel smiled apologetically and began again, in the same highly dramatized voice, "Be gone, you vast army of, uh, SLUGS?"

He blinked as if not believing what he saw, but he was really thinking, 'This is my best prank yet! My armies of pet slugs are really doing their job. Now for the icing on the cake.'

Putting himself in a position that all but screamed, ' I am courageous and I shall conquer you!' He picked Erestor up and slung him over his shoulder. Spinning on his heel he marched out into the hall where Asafaloth was waiting. Mounting up with Erestor hanging over the stallion's withers, he galloped out of the Last Homely House and past Elrond while screaming, "VENGANCE IS MINE!"

It was as though something had fallen on Erestor when he finally understood. Struggling to pull himself up he cried, "You are the one who put the slugs in my room. You shall pay for disturbing my sleep you stubborn son of Morgoth. Ughh."

Glorfindel had pushed him off his horse and galloped towards the ford. Erestor chased after him yelling obscenities that made every elf present wince. The twins, who had been hiding in a tree nearby, exchanged looks. Smiling evilly both fixed this event in their minds forever.

Done with the first prank. I think this one will be the longest out of them all. Suggestions are welcome. Ill try to update soon.