Chapter Three - Pranked
Elrohir and Elladan were not in the mood to go to sleep at all. Yet Glorfindel insisted. They grumbled as they glanced around the room in search of what they deemed to be 'interesting'. Most of what they found was tapestry and other things that would not be good to ruin, especially since they were guests. It was then that they heard Glorfindel speaking with Elrond outside the room.
"What do you mean, the Prince is to be a companion for Elrohir and Elladan while they are here?"
"It was Thranduil's decision not mine. He said it was punishment for the Prince, but I think it was meant to keep him out of trouble."
"It will turn into a major punishment. I don't think what he did deserves that. Maybe writing pages of letters, but this?"
"Thranduil does not know my sons."
"Then why did we come," There was a pause of silence. "Of course. Why else. She has a great hold over you."
"Well, at least she can't argue for anything through my wife, as much as I do love the both of them,"
"Love goes deep." Glorfindel said sarcastically.
"We'd best rest old friend. It was a long journey," At this they heard Glorfindel laugh.
"Old friend. You know. I could be old enough to be your father. Or your grandfather. Or even your great-grandfather,"
"Very funny Glorfindel. Very funny."
When they heard no more, the twins began to talk to each other through their minds.
"We have to spend time with that brat?"
"Perhaps he isn't that bad Elrohir"
"Not that bad? Didn't you see the tantrum the elfing prince threw when we met him? That elfing is a spoiled brat,"
"Do you think any of the rumors about his father having a temper are true?"
"Just look at the fact that the female elfing said he would kill Ada if he harmed the prince, many times fold. ," Elrohir's tone was worried.
"I think that was an exaggeration."
"Father like son. His son has a temper"
"We aren't like Ada."
"Well, who should our first target be tomorrow? Glorfindel? Ada? Arwen?"
"How about Prince Legolas?"
"And risk the chance of him throwing another tantrum."
"Let's do it!" Both said at the same time.
"Elrohir! Elladan! Go back to sleep!" The two then began to hatch their plan.
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Legolas was not expecting what the twins planned when he got to breakfast that morning. His father was speaking with Glorfindel and Elrond in private. They were trying to convince him out of having Legolas spend time with Elrohir and Elladan. They were not witnesses to the scene that was to take place.
Arwen giggled when she saw Legolas.
"Glo-in-el," Legolas just stared at her. "Glo-in-el"
"She thinks you're Glorfindel,"
"Hey, aren't you going to talk to us,"
"Would you tell us why our Ada is so late,"
"He is in a meeting with Lord Thranduil," Legolas looked down at his porridge.
"Why don't you call him Ada, your father?"
"We never have to call our Ada Lord Elrond,"
"..." At this bit of silence Elrohir scooped some porridge and flung it at Ellodan. In turn his twin did it back to him. It was then that Legolas spoke up. "Why do you act like elflings?"
"Because we are elflings,"
"As are you,"
"Foods fight!" Both of the twins shouted. Thus, began the one-sided food fight.
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Thranduil stood behind his desk, still not comprehending what the two elves were telling him. This was partly due to the fact they wouldn't emphasize on what the problems with the twins were.
"Ada!" Thranduil tensed as he heard his son's voice. Glorfindel looked at Elrond knowingly.
"The twins?"
"Unfortunately," The three elves hurried to the dining room where the servants were cowering behind the door.
"Ada!" Thranduil opened the door and gasped. He then began to laugh. The entire place was covered in porridge. So was Legolas. Lord Elrond just stared at the elven king.
"Elrond? This is the trouble your two sons get into. It's obvious their target in this was my son, else little Arwen would have been covered." At this, Legolas threw a look at his father and stormed out. Thranduil however could not stop laughing and had to sit on the ground.
"Thranduil?" Elrond could only shake his head.