... eh, I'm not gonna put the title and whatnot anymore. Its too much of a hassle. Here's the next chapter! Enjoy! And REVIEW!

It was three minutes after 8 PM and Legolas was driving home, after a full day of hearing nothing more than Jemini chatting away and talking as if he had nothing better to do. Sure, it was kind of entertaining at first, but after the second hour, he just wanted to strangle someone. And he was too much of a gentleman to ask her to be quiet. He had even been gracious enough to take her out to lunch. At least then she had food to put in her mouth.

He patiently waited as the light stayed at red. He sighed, running his hands over the steering wheel. He did have a certain fondness for this little automobile. He had had it for quite a few years now, and it was old, and dirty and the handling was bad, but it reminded him of Arod, who had been killed tragically when they had fought with Alexander the Great. He looked up and saw the light was green. He was spending too much time on memory lane.

He drove into the parking lot and locked his car up, before entering the building. His apartment was on an upper level, but even from the lobby, he thought he could hear some loud rap music being played. With his elvish ears, he could detect a slight Indian beat, so he assumed that one kid on the first floor was blasting his Tobymac CDs again. This was not untrue. But then it got louder as he went up to the second floor.

He froze. He had forgotten about Elladan and Elrohir for a moment. And they'd probably have eaten him out of apartment and home. They had appetites enough for thirty-four teenage boys. Sure, thirty-four was a random number, but it summed up their hunger enough. He was trying not to complain about having his friends near him, since he had gone so many years without them, but the fact didn't diminish that they were hard to take care of.

He sighed and pulled his cell phone out. "Yeah, can I get seven orders of Chinese food delivered. Yeah, Ernie, its me, Luke. Just send it to my apartment, okay? Thanks, man." He was a lover of chinese food and frankly, those twins would eat anything, so he didn't have to worry.

Legolas knocked on the door to let the two know he was there, but his gesture was unnoticed because of the music that was unnaturally loud. He winced as he closed the door and covered his sensitive ears. He had never been much of a music fan, having opted for Josh Groban, for he sounded a lot like Lindir. It was the music he listened to when he was depressed.

He saw the two twins jumping up and down and walking like rap stars do. They looked amusing making the 'West Side' sign to each other and mouthing the words to the song. They even had cheap 'bling' around their necks. He rolled his eyes and turned off his stereo. Elrohir looked around for a second before realizing it was Legolas who had done it.

"What was that for?" Elladan protested childishly. He was quite the music junkie and would kill anyone who stopped his music before he was done.

Legolas took the CD out and looked at it. "Fifty-Cent? I would have thought you were rock fans." He said with a small smirk on his face.

"I am!" Elrohir raised his hand like a first-grader. He was still six years old (by mortal standards… Legolas had gotten used to using mortal methods). "He made us listen to this crap. I wanted to hear Pillar." He pouted. "You can't have crap without rap." He smirked at his brother.

"Okay, children." Before the twins could protest, he continued. "I ordered us Chinese food."

Elladan and Elrohir high fived.

"So, what did you guys do today?" The ex-king of Mirkwood sighed.

Elladan looked at his brother and he spoke up, "Well, we looked up on the Internet for anyone who looked like an elf, so we could all stick together. Then we looked up concerts and there's a few coming up. We should totally go to one!"

"Totally." Elrohir echoed.

"Cool." Legolas walked over to the computer and pulled up the minimized page. It was a whole listing of concerts:

Josh Groban- 7th Avenue Concert Hall Date TBD

12 Stones- City Gardens

Without Josh- Dr. Hamilton's Library

Jeremy Camp- Church for All Nationalities

Briar Rose- Jameson Hall

My Chemical Romance- SOLD OUT!

He nodded, shrugging. "I don't know."

Elladan sighed, with a grin. "So, how's work?"

Elrohir sniggered. "Yeah, did you help all those teenage girls who needed their split ends cut?"

Legolas looked at them strangely. "Okay, whatever... well, work was okay. I have a new partner. Jemini Walters, she's called. Talks waaaaay too much."

Elrohir giggled, in a manly way, of course. "Thats a sign she likes you. I bet she can't wait to get on patrol, at night, with you."

"Sometimes I wonder about you."

"EW! I didn't know you were like that."

"SHUT UP! I'm not gay." Legolas insisted.

"Sure."

"Really."

"I agree."

"No you don't."

"True."

"SHUT UP!" Elladan shouted. He panted and then grinned. "How about you ask her out?"

"What!" Legolas couldn't believe this. Jemini wasn't a horrible person, but he wasn't going to ask her out! He didn't want to lead her on, and anyway, he didn't want any attachments to this place when it was time to go. "You know I can't."

"Oh come on. One time, only." Elrohir put on his irresistible puppy dog eyes that so many elleths had fallen for centuries ago.

"No."

"Fine." Elladan pouted. "Then lets watch some 80s horror flicks! And then watch the Labyrinth! And Bill and Teds!" He grinned at the look of horror on Legolas's face. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just going to go drown myself in the shower."