The More the Merrier

Author's Note: Sorry about this being so late… I really have no excuse for it… its just late… and short… yeah… hope you like it anyway! Thanks to all my reviewers!

Elladan and Elrohir had faced orcs, wargs, even giant spiders, but they had never ever been so scared in their lives. Elladan, however, did deserve more credit for not bursting into tears at the sight of his new enemy.

"It is pink."

"It is your new dress." Lord Elrond held no sympathy for his sons who brought this on themselves. "You will wear it, and you will like it."

"But… but it frilly… and… and… pink…" He stammered, his mouth bandages having been removed long ago.

"And your dress."

"Ada, you can't be serious… Elrohir's dress isn't this… this…"

"Girly?" His twin held up his own gown which was not nearly as feminine as Elladan's.

"Yes!" He pouted. "Ada, you are playing favorites… make his girly too…"

Elrond sighed and moved to the old dresser which held several other dresses, shoes, braziers, and corsets. "I am not playing favorites… you get a worse punishment because you hurt Legolas. Now hurry up and get your corset and underskirts on so we can get started. Breakfast is soon."

The two looked at each other both silently vowing to kill their father in his sleep, before squeezing into the torture devices.

"Wait…" Elladan looked confused. "Is this it? This is not so bad…" He laughed. "Well, I suppose Legolas was always a bit sensiti- GASP…" He grabbed a hold of his twin successfully pulling both of them to the ground as Elrond pulled the corset's ribbons, giving his son curves.

"There we are… Elrohir… your turn." His other son stood and grabbed a hold of the bed post, snapping off its head trying not to fall over. Elrond sighed, Legolas had done that to the other side… at least now there was a sense of cemetery.

"Alright… into your dresses so I can fix you're hair." Elrond crossed his arms and waited patiently until Elrohir had his on and Elladan struggled to tie the hundreds of ribbons and bows adorning the gown.

Soon he had finished with Elrohir and moved onto Elladan. When the two were done he couldn't help but smile. His normally identical twins looked nothing alike. Elrohir's gown was long and slender, flowing and regal. Elladan looked very much like a pink puff ball so decked out in lace frills and ribbons he looked as if he were going to fall over any second.

"You look wonderful!"

"We look…pretty…"Elrohir looked amused.

"I look…like a cupcake…"Elladan looked like he was going to vomit.

"Yes, but a pretty, cupcake."

"Shut up 'ro."

Meanwhile on the other side of the palace, Legolas was just waking up, covers pulled up over his head to hide his open eyes. He pulled them down to see all of his handmaidens and Aragorn full drag standing in front of him.

"Good Morning, your highness." One spoke.

"Err… good morning…" He smiled. "Pardon me dears but may I speak to… you…" he pointed to Aragorn. "Alone…" They nodded and left as his friend came to the bed.

"How are you?" The ranger asked.

"Fine… I suppose… we may have a problem…"

"What kind of problem…"

The elf placed a hand on his stomach. "A… little… problem…"

"Legolas, you didn't…"

"He… he was looking at me..."

"Looking at you…" He narrowed his eyes. "That doesn't sound very dire."

"With his eyes! It was almost like I kicked a puppy…"

"Now, what are we going to do? Lady Githil is not pregnant… Did you try acting crazy?"

"Yes… I sang that song…"

"Which one?"

"The one I sang last time I got drunk and claimed I was Lady Galadriel."

"I feel Pretty?"

"Yup."

"And it didn't work?"

"Nope…"

"Well now we both have a problem." The Ranger looked sheepish.

"Keep talking I am going to get dressed." Legolas stood up and made his way over to the cabinet and squeezing into a corset.

"Well…" Aragorn tied it eliciting a few grunts from the elf as he held onto the bed post managing not to break it. "You have to understand after three hours of hearing about you, one gets tired…"

"Yes…"

"And I had had a rough day…"

"Yes…"

"And was not fully in my head…"

"ESTEL JUST GET ON WITH IT…"

"I kind of maybe, sorta' told the girls you and I were dating…"

CRACK

"YOU WHAT!"

"I had to do something to make them shut up…"

"ESTEL THEY THINK WE ARE WOMEN..."

"No… they think I'm a woman… my woman is dating your man…"

The elf brandished the bedpost head at the ranger dangerously. "WELL TELL THEM YOU LIED…"

"I can't…"

"WHY NOT!"

"Because then they won't like me anymore…"

THWAP

Legolas threw the post head smacking Aragorn in a rather uncomfortable place. He bent down to where the Ranger was crouched red faced and heavily breathing. "Oh, I am so sorry, Estel, I don't know what came over me… it must be the hormones…" He helped Aragorn sit on the bed and finished getting dressed before sitting back down and resting his head on the Ranger's shoulder. "We are-"

"Doomed!" Elladan threw his hands up in frustration. This isn't working at all. He and his brother had been trying to get the hang of female walking for the past fifteen minutes. "We are completely doomed and will never be able to do this."

"Oh, come now, Elladan one more time…" Elrond stood up from his seat on the bed before walking across the room perfectly feminine.

"Ada I don't want to know how you know how to do that." Elrohir shuddered.

"After living for over 6,000 years you pick up a few things. Now, one more time." He pleaded.

They sighed, rolled their eyes and walked across the room swiveling more than the Elven Lord thought possible. "It will have to do, now get off to the breakfast hall quickly…" They nodded and were off still swiveling.

"They are doomed."

Author's Note: I know it's short… I'm sorry, I wanted to say that I may not be able to get updates up as quick because I have preband camp all next week starting Monday. So, yeah… I hope that you liked this chapter even if it is short. Thanks for reading and as Always reviews and comments always welcome. Until Next Time!

Fiery Mango