Author's Note: Aww I feel so loved over 50 reviews! Giggle squee yay… An all the positive responses to last chapter. Well I owe you guys this quick update. However I would like to give an extra special huggly shout out to Princess SammO who's been diligently reviewing and even drew me fanart… And I must say they are amazing! I adore them so go look at them now… THEN you can read the chapter… but look at them and tell her what you think… I adore them to no ends and I must say she captured their dresses perfectly. Way to go sammO!

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Things Get Worse

Elladan and Elrohir rushed forward in fighting stance and the girls rushed right back. It was three on one and surprisingly the girls were strong and in no time had the Elves pinned to a wall. Unfortunately, they didn't count on the twins being able to communicate mentally and thought they had won when they turned to each other and just looked not saying a word.

"Well this sucks…" Elladan sighed mentally.

"You think?" Elrohir narrowed his eyes

"What do we do now?"

"I do not know… you were the one that spent the day with them…"

"But it didn't help me all they did was talk about Leg- That's it! I have an idea... Just follow my lead…"

"Dan, the last time you had an idea we were grounded for three months until Ada's eyebrows grew back…"

"Well Ada's eyebrows were not pulling out a large knife now where they?"

"Oh dear… that dose not look like it is going to cut us cake…"

"Cut us cake? Where did that come from?"

"I can see a giant cake under the balcony…"

"Oh… I see it too… Ada never bakes us giant cakes…"

"Yes, we shall have to have a word with him… now back to the matter of true importance…"

"The knife?"

"No, Dan, they're pulling my hair…"

"Yours too?"

"I was being sarcastic…"

"Ah… So now their advancing on us… what should we do?"

"Umm…"

"'RO… I don't think this is a good time for you to be brain dead..."

"I'm thinking I'm thinking…"

"Well whatever you come up with it has to be well thought out, cunning, and subtle."

THWACK

"That works too…" Elladan followed his twin's example pushing off of the ground with his feet and kicking the captor in front of him squarely in the stomach, causing the two holding him to let go and back away slowly.

"Get back to the wall if you want to live…" They turned their heads to see Prithit and Fwethia holding cross bows and Trinil passed them out from a chest at the foot of the bed.

"Okay… we're dead again."

"Shut up, Dan."

"Did you actually think you were going to escape? Two little princesses from Isrealastanburgia? Ha!"

Elrohir moved his hands to where his hair was tied.

"Follow my lead."

"Whatever you say." His twin did the same.

"No… We think we are going to escape." They both let their hair fall and with his normal voice. "Two Elves from Rivendell!"

The girls looked blank but Orliwa broke the silence. "Wait… what's the difference?"

"We're Men too!"

"No way!"

"Yes Way! We definitely look like men!" Elladan made a face.

"Nu-uh!" The girl shot back. "You definitely look like a cupcake!"

"Why you little…"

"Not now, Dan…"

"Did you actually think you could win?" Prithit sneered.

"Until now, yes."

"Quiet… well you were wrong…"

Elrohir cocked his head. "When were we wrong before or now?"

"Before… I think… Now be quiet or we'll shoot! We're in charge here…"

Elladan mimicked his brother. "But I thought you said earlier that King Frenit told you to do something and you obviously did… doesn't that make him in charge?"

"Do you want to hear our evil plan or not!"

They answered together. "Sorry."

"Now… Where was I?"

"'Did you really think you could win?'"

"Thank you Trinil…"

She cleared her throat and continued looking 'menacing.'

"Did you really think you could win? You have King Frenit against you… he knows Githil can't give him the heir he wants… and chances are he knows that Leggy was pretending to be her… that surprise he's planning… It's sharp… literally… If Githil gets wiped out he has a reasonable reason to get another wife and produce said heir… however if he were to be found out that he was going against our beloved queen he wouldn't be king anymore…"

"But if you're queen's so beloved than why are going with Frenit?" Elrohir asked innocently.

"Because we want a change… She's been with us to long and we want something new…Something nicer… Now… if you don't mind… you know too much… you must die…"

And they fired.

Luckily for the Elves the handmaidens were lousy shots and the arrows landed harmlessly around them in the walls. The twins took this opportunity to make their escape. The door was locked, however, the doors to the balcony weren't and the two ran onto it balancing easily on its edge. The girls were right behind them brandishing short swords and knives so, seeing no other choice, the twins joined hands and jumped… aiming for the cake.

During all of this was happening Legolas and Aragorn were having problems of their own. The Elf had easily out run his human friend and was a good ways ahead. He sped around a corner down the stairs and into the main hall where he ran through the large oak door to the outside staircase and the gardens where the ball was being held.

The light music that echoed through the courtyard came to an abrupt halt as the Elf stumbled down the steps most unlady-like.

"Hey! Why'd ya stop… that was pretty…" He drawled, slurring his words. "But everything here is pretty, what'd I expect? An orc?" He giggled madly. "Anyway…I just wanted to say how… touched… I am… that you all elected me as prettiest fairy of the mushrooms…" He walked over to an elf lady holding a bouquet of flowers and took them. "For me?" He then adjusted his crown and staggered along waving to the crowed.

"Thank you, Thank you…. I love you too…"

"Err… Lady Githil, maybe you should be seated…" Glorifindel approached the wood elf cautiously.

"I told you people… 'm not You're Lady or You're Highness… and Githil is a stupid name… 'M just…"

"TIRED!" Aragorn yelled. He had just made it to the stairs as the Elf began his parade. "She's just tired…"

"Whatever you say bulky…" he dropped the flowers and turned to Glorifindel. "Where have you been? It seems like Mr. 'I'm a reincarnated Balrog Slayer' you'd think that when there's a big 'ol conspiracy going on you'd be called not little Greenleaf…" he hiccupped and stumbled over to where Erestor was standing wide eyed.

"And you! Lord Elrond sure could use some advising and I don't see you providing it… He seems stressed… that can't be good… but I can't imagine why he would be…"

"Lady Githil I really think that you should-"Elrond tried but was soon cut off.

"I'm not done with you, eyebrows! … You seem so eager beaver to get poor little Leggy out and into a corset… I still can't breathe by the way… and I don't see you doin' much to protect the queen… I mean come on, Ellie… You're gonna blow our cover or something…"

"Milady… sit down…" Aragorn had managed to get up behind the raving prince.

However the elf was once again to fast and before the Ranger knew what was happening he had world around and planted a big wet kiss right on his lips.

"There… happy… In case you din't know ladies and gents our bright little Estel here told the crazy loo loo's that are probably tryin' to kill me, that we're dating… isn't that rich… so… I figured… what the hay, I'll reinforce it." He stopped to giggle madly again. "Where was I? Oh yeah…" He bent down and picked up his now wilted flowers. "Thank you… thank you…"

No one in the crowed moved. No one spoke. Every single elf was too stunned to do anything. The only thing that broke the silence was Legolas' teary thanks and Aragorn spitting trying to get the taste of Wood Elf out of his mouth.

"Errm… I think some explanations are in order…" Elrond stood up. "You see-"

As Elrond began his rather uncomfortable story of what was going on, Legolas made his way over to the ice sculpture sitting by the cake. It looked yummy… So, he stuck his tongue out… reaching just barley… and licked it. Then went to move back over to Aragorn… however he was having some difficulties unsticking his tongue. On top of that… he heard something… is sounded a lot like screaming… and it was getting louder… fast… he looked up as best he could given his current position and saw a most peculiar sight.

Elladan and Elrohir falling quite fast… right smack dab in the middle of the seven layer chocolate cake.

The substance splattered everywhere but mostly on Legolas and the twins who were right by it… but on almost all of the party goers and on a very angry looking Lord Elrond. On the bright side, the force of impact was enough to shatter the ice sculpture and free the prince's tongue… however it had also alerted a hidden King Frenit that his chances for fulfilling his plan were running low.

He stepped out of the clearing holding a crossbow aimed straight for Legolas' heart. While Elladan pried his frosting covered face out of the cake bottom.

"Hello, Ada… did we miss the party?"

Author's Note: He He another cliff hanger… I'll do my best to get the next chapter up as soon as I can… I'm afraid dear readers that there will most likely only be one or two more… but fear not, for my brain is bursting with new idea's… anywho… I hope you enjoyed and as always feedback warmly welcomed.

Fiery Mango