Elves were jumping out of the way as five-year-old Kagome and seven-year-old Estel came tearing down the hallway screaming and laughing. They were being followed by an irate Erestor who was covered in honey and feathers. Many of the elves that saw Erestor tried desperately not to laugh as it was undignified for an elf to laugh at such things.
Kagome and Estel ran into the courtyard and down the path towards the garden. Estel suddenly stopped in his tracks causing Kagome to crash into him. They both went tumbling down the hill into the rose bushes. Fortunately for Kagome, she landed on top of Estel. Unfortunately for Estel, he landed on the thorns and skinned both his hands and his knees. Kagome immediately hopped off of Estel when he started wailing.
"Estel! Are you alright?"
"No, I'm not alright I skinned my knees and hands!" He screamed as he pulled a thorn out of his leg, "I want Naneth!" (Mother)
"Let me see your hands, Estel," Kagome said.
"Why?"
"I want to see how bad it is."
Estel showed Kagome his hands, she took his hands in her and hissed.
"That's really bad."
"I know, go get my mother, please."
Kagome was about to let go of his hands when suddenly her hands started glowing pink. Both children gasped at the sight then they noticed that Estel's cuts were beginning to heal. Slowly but surely the wounds on his hands started to close until there was nothing left not even a scar.
They both looked at each other with their mouths hanging open, "How did you do that?" Estel asked.
"I don't know, I wished that I could help you and then my hands started glowing."
"Can you do it again to my knees?"
"I can try."
Kagome held her hands over Estel's knee and closed her eyes. She wished with all her heart that she could heal his knee. She started to feel a warmth in her heart that spread to her hands. When she opened her eyes, her hands were glowing pink again and Estel's wound was being healed.
At this point, the elves had come running after hearing Estel screaming. Lord Elrond and Glorfindel came into the garden and saw that Kagome's hands were glowing. Glorfindel was about to rush forward to see what was happening when Elrond held him back.
"Wait, my friend, let us see what exactly is happening."
By that time, Kagome had healed Estel's other knee. He looked at Kagome and laughed, "Thank you, Kagome. I don't know how you did it but thank you."
"You're welcome, Estel, I don't know how I did it either," Kagome said with a laugh.
The children turn around to head up to their room but stop short when they see their foster fathers standing there. Estel and Kagome smiled at them.
"Did you see, Adar, did you see? Kagome healed my wounds," Estel said as he ran up to Elrond.
"I saw, ion, (son)" Elrond said as he ruffles Estel's hair.
Glorfindel picks up Kagome, "How did you do that, iell?" (daughter)
"I don't know Ada, I wished I could heal Estel because he was crying."
"I was not!"
"You were too!"
"Go on, Kagome," Lord Elrond said.
"And suddenly I felt this warmth in my heart and then my hands started glowing. Then Estel's wounds closed."
Glorfindel smiled at his adoptive daughter, "You did very well in healing Estel's wounds," Glorfindel as he puts Kagome down.
"Yes, you did, Kagome, why don't the two of go on and find Erestor it's time for your lessons.
The children look at each other and look down. At that moment Erestor comes around the corner looking like a chicken glaring at the two children standing in front of their fathers.
"By the Valar, what happened to you, Erestor, what happened to you?" Glorfindel asked.
"I walked into these scamps trap."
Both elves look down at the children and raise an eyebrow at the same time. Estel and Kagome drop their heads even lower and place their hands behind their backs.
"What do you have to say for yourselves?"
Estel looks up, "To be fair the trap wasn't for Erestor, it was for Lindir."
Kagome looked at her best friend, "Shut up you're only making it worse."
"Yes, he is. I think a suitable punishment would be for the two of you to go clean up the mess you made and no dessert for dinner for a week." Lord Elrond said.
"And extra lessons with Erestor, along with a half hour longer in the training ring." Glorfindel added, "Now since Erestor needs to get cleaned up, you two shall go clean up your mess then have your lessons."
Both children groan, "Yes, Adar," Estel says.
"Right away, Ada." Kagome says, "but can we at least have an apple before we get started?"
"Yes, just an apple, no cakes." Lord Elrond tells them.
Both children smile and take off running, "Thank you," They yell in unison.
Glorfindel and Elrond look and Erestor and chuckle, Erestor glares at the two elves.
"Erestor when you have cleaned up, come to the library, we have something to discuss with you about Kagome."
"Of course, what is it?"
"Something very interesting has occurred today and I would like your opinion." Lord Elrond says.
Erestor bows and heads home to see if he can get all the honey and feathers off of him.
An hour and a half later, Erestor meets Elrond and Glorfindel in the library. He comes in and bows to both men and they sit down.
"What has happened to Kagome that has the both of you looking so concerned?"
"Today we witnessed a display of healing power by Kagome that has never been seen before, not in this age or any other. Have you ever seen anything like that before, Glorfindel?" Elrond asked.
"In my long life, no I have not. This is as new to me as it is to you."
"What exactly happened?" Erestor asked.
Elrond went on to explain what had taken place before he had shown up. That when they asked Kagome, she had no idea how she had done it.
"That is very interesting, what do you plan on doing about it?"
"From what we can tell just by our observation it is an advanced form of healing that heals much faster than our form of healing. I suggest we begin healing lessons for her and teach her how to tap into that power." Elrond says.
"And what of Estel, they are hardly ever separated from each other. Who knows what kind of havoc he will wreak upon us if left alone."
"I think both children should be trained to be healers. If Estel shows he is not adept at healing we can increase his training with the sword. The point is to keep him busy." Glorfindel suggests.
"I agree, we shall discuss this with their mothers and add this to their lessons."
Meanwhile, Estel and Kagome had eaten two seed cakes and an apple each. There was no one in the kitchens to watch them so they helped themselves. When they had finished their snack they got to work cleaning up the mess they had made. It took them the rest of the morning and into lunch to clean up all the honey and feathers.
"So, here are the culprits of the prank from this morning." They hear a voice behind them. They automatically recognize the voice.
"Yes, brother, it seemed their little prank failed." Elrohir say to his brother Elladan.
"No, it didn't, we got Erestor," Kagome said.
"Yes, but you got caught."
"We were hoping they would blame you two," Estel said.
The twins look at each other, "Why, little brother, how deceitful of you, but everyone knows our pranks are more advanced than that. We've had 135 years to perfect our skills."
"Alright you don't have to rub it in that we were caught, now let us get back to work."
"Actually we came to take you to lunch, Adar said that the rest of the mess you can clean up after you have eaten. So, come along you scamps. And on, the way we'll explain the fine art of pranking."
Elladan and Elrohir helped the children to their feet and escorted them to the dining hall and as they walked they began giving them tips on how to improve their pranks. By the time they entered the dining hall they were all laughing. But it was cut short when the children saw the look on their mothers' faces. Estel and Kagome look at each other and gulp.
"I think we would have been safer if we had stayed cleaning up the mess," Kagome said.
Elladan and Elrohir laugh, "And that is the subtle art of pranking, lulling your victim into a false sense of security."
The children glare at the Elven twins then turn to their mothers
"Hello, mother!" They say in unison, then walk into the dining hall to face their doom.