-Chapter 32: Brothers…-

-By Shawna D-

Aradwyn had finally fallen asleep after staring at the ceiling for what seemed like forever. Arwen and her brothers quietly tiptoed into the room after a long conversation of how the twins, Elanor and Anna thought he was drunk. Anna and Elanor had both stayed in the hallway, watching from the door. They both remembered that Aradwyn was a Prince of Mirkwood; and not just A prince, but the Crown Prince of Mirkwood, and it was not right for them to bother him.

"Prove he's drunk." Whispered Arwen in Elladan's ear. Elladan nodded nervously and looked at Aradwyn. The Crown Prince was shaking oddly and sweat covered his forehead. What was Aradwyn dreaming about that disturbed him so?

"Aradwyn…" muttered Elrohir as his twin shook him gently. Slowly the Crown Prince opened his eyes, panting heavily. He looked around at the 3 elves that surrounded him and shook his head. Now why people bothering him? Footsteps pounding outside the door caught his attention and he looked up just in time to see Legolas run past, tears falling as he ran. Then a door slammed. (Which wasn't a surprise to any of them)

Aradwyn sat up and leapt to his feet. Seeing that Aradwyn was awake the younger elflings fled back to Arwen's room. Arwen ran and blocked the door. "Aradwyn, my brothers need to ask you something." she said swiftly turning to the twins.

"Oh." He paused as if pondering whether to answer them or push her out of the way. He knew he couldn't push her out of the way, she might cry again.

"Aradwyn, are you…?" began Elrohir.

"…drunk?" finished Elladan.

Aradwyn froze in surprise, then sighed heavily. By now all of Imaldris might has well have known!

"It wasn't a headache, was it? It was a hangover, wasn't it?" demanded Arwen sharply, tears of hurt shining in her eyes.

Aradwyn felt anger burning inside his chest. Look at how much trouble his father had gotten him into! What more could go wrong?

"Arwen…saesa, I must go speak to my brother…!"

"Why Aradwyn? Why were you drinking? Y-you're just as bad as Rogir!" she cried running out of his room crying once again. The twins gave Aradwyns a disapointed look and followed their sister. Aradwyn wasn't sure who to confront first; Legolas or his Ada. He decided he had to help his brother; after all, wasn't that what older brothers' were for?

Legolas was lying on his side on his bed staring at the wall, and Admir was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I…I was so mean to Aradwyn…" muttered Legolas fighting back tears.

"So was I, mellon-nin, we were not aware of it." Comforted Admir.

Legolas sighed. "But it wasn't Aradwyn's fault! And I blamed him!"

"So did I Legolas! All we can do is appologize!"

"He'll never listen…"

"Why?" asked Admir puzzled.

"I threw one of his favorite books…"

"You threw it…?"

"At the wall…"

Admir frowned. She, like Aradwyn, was fond of reading and liked books to be kept neat, and nothing made her more angry than Estel messing up her books.

"Well why did you do that?" she asked forcing her voice to remain calm since he knew she too cared for the well being of books. The Sylvan elf shook his head.

"I want to know, Legolas." She said a bit harshly, but when she got no response she added, "Saesa, mellon-nin, I am not mad, I just want to help you."

Legolas sat up and moved to sit beside her, once again placing his head on her shoulder.

"I demanded to know what happened, and Aradwyn said he could not tell me…then he tried to change the subject by asking if I wanted him to read to me…I was just so mad…I…" he broke off as he heard a door down the hall open. After waiting to make sure no one was coming he looked up at Admir sadly and sighed.

"I just wish I could tell him…I'm sorry…"

The door opened quickly. "I forgive you, gwador-nin." Replied Aradwyn coming into the room. The younger Prince turned his gaze to his brother, but did not move.

"Aranna nin, Aradwyn," Said Admir, "we did not know."

Aradwyn looked at the two elflings confused. Legolas wasn't one to talk to anyone about his problems or feelings, yet twice he had gone to Admir. Or had she come to him? From the looks of things he seemed to trust her, which made Aradwyn feel better. Legolas was worried about befriending Admir because of her close relationship with Rogir. Rogir used to get along with Legolas, but that was before he changed. Ever since he changed, Admir was one of the only people that ever went near him by choice, and Legolas was aware of it. Sometimes he'd thought if he tried to be friends with Admir, Rogir would accuse him of trying to steal Admir from him. And for Legolas, Rogir was quite frightening when he was angry. One time he had even punched a hole in the wall in his room because of something Aradwyn had said!

"Aradwyn?"

"Yes Admir?"

"Would it be best if I left?"

Aradwyn turned to his brother, still leaning on her shoulder. "That is up to Legolas."

Legolas imediately shook his head. He wasn't sure why, but he felt safe having her nearby.

"Aradwyn it was Ada's fault! Why didn't you tell me?"

Aradwyn groaned. "You went to Ada…? I was afraid of that…"

"Why?" Admir blurted out before she could stop herself.

"Saesa, don't be mad at him gwador-nin."

Legolas frowned. "Why shouldn't I? Aradwyn, he made you sick…!"

"No, Legolas there was a reason for it."

"To help Rogir! I know!"

"Legolas! Rogir learned an important lesson!"

Legolas turned away angrily. "So did I!" he yelled, "Never trust your own family!" he hid his face in Admir's shoulder.

"I…aranna nin…" said Aradwyn turning his back to the younger elves. "I understand. You do not have to listen to me, gwador." He said, then left the room. As soon as he was gone the door was opened yet again and in staggered Rogir. Admir felt Legolas shiver violently.

"Rogir! You're supposed to be in bed!" snapped Admir.

Rogir shrugged weakly. "And I always do what people tell me." He said sarcastically. He noticed the position the two elves were in a smirked. "Did I interupt something?"

Admir glared at him. Rogir could be such a jerk at times!

"Go back to bed." She commanded.

"I just want to talk." He replied feigning hurt. Admir rolled her eyes as Rogir moved to sit next to them.

"Admir, I don't know-" he began but she cut him off.

"You're lucky I'm still speaking to you!" she said icily. "You not only tried to kill me; you nearly suceeded in killing your brother! And then you defy your father when he tells you to stay in bed and rest!"

Rogir rolled his eyes. "What are you, my nana?" he asked sarcastically shooting his brother a threatening look.

"Daro ha Rogir…" mutter Legolas. Rogir turned to him smirking evilly. "Oh I forgot, you don't like it when I talk about naneth, do you?" he asked feigning surprise.

"Enough Rogir! Leave him alone! He hasn't done anything to you!"

Rogir smiled evilly at her. "Oh yes he has, and he knows that of which I speak."

Before Admir could reply, Legolas had pushed her away and was face to face with his brother. "I have not done anything to you, gwador." He insisted.

"Shut up you whiny brat!" snapped Rogir pulling his brother's golden blond hair. Admir couldn't watch anymore. "ARADWYN!"

Almost imediately Aradwyn rushed into the room just in time to see Legolas kick Rogir hard in the stomach; causing the older elf to let go of his hair, and land on the floor on his back. Rogir groaned and tried to get up, but Admir held him down.

"Don't fight me Rogir, let me help you!"

Rogir pretending not to hear her and easily pushed her aside. Slowly he pushed himself into a sitting position, clutching his stomach where he had been kicked and hyperventilating. "You'll pay for that…" he snarled angrily grabbing his brother's wrists with his other hand. Aradwyn grabbed Rogir's wrist tightly and tried to pull him off their brother. "Get off him Rogir!"

"Let go of me!" he spat struggling to get free.

Aradwyn turned to Admir who was standing there bewildered. "Admir, go get our Ada! And if he gets mad tell him I sent you!"

"Lord Thranduil! Lord Thranduil!" cried Admir running down the hall and banging on his study door.

"What now?" he answered annoyed.

Admir shivered. She didn't like Thranduil's temper, it scared her. "Aradwyn needs you."

Thranduil sighed heavily and opened the door to reveal the peredhil speaking to him.

"Why does he need me?" he grumbled.

"Well it has to do with all your sons…" she muttered not able to look him in the eyes.

Thranduil sighed again. It had to do with all 3 of them, that most likely meant Rogir had disregarded his order of staying in bed. "Where are they?" he asked, trying to stay calm.

"Legolas's room." She answered moving out the door way and following him back to her friend's room.

Ok another chapter. We're really bad at updating this because we forget it and assume that the other person will update when they don't. So I'm sorry it was late. This whole story is really um... filled with chaos don't you think? I suppose it's because two minds can think up double the amount of disaster. This vaguely reminded me of Malcome in the Middle only Rogir isn't a genius and Aradwyn isn't stupid or a thug and Legolas... well he isn't Dewey is he, so I suppose this is nothing like Malcome in the Middle. Strangely enough it's where I got the idea for the next chapter though so maybe it is .:shrugs:. I don't know. But you get where I'm coming from right?

Oh and Admir probably should be older than Legolas coz well she probably should she should probably be about 12 or maybe the same age as Rogir. What do you think about that Shawna?

.:looks at AIM screen waiting for Shawna to log on:.

She's not listening to me.Or maybe she's asleep. Stupid time zone difference!

Oh I'm coming to America! Going to Washington to see my best friend who I have managed to stay in touch with all these years so if anyone lives in Washington hello!

Well thanks for the reviews! Next chapter will be up soon.