NOT JUST BROTHERS

Author's note: another story I wrote when I was thirteen or fourteen. Enjoy.

SUMMARY: What happens if the twins are separated during a hunt and one

Of them looses their memory.

Chapter one

Torment

Ten year old Estel was up to his normal morning routine… torturing his brothers.

He tiptoed down the hall, his favorite ball in one hand and a yoyo in the other.

He sat down just on the outside of Elladan's door and put the yoyo down and took up the ball in both hands, bonk…bonk, he started to bounce the ball on the closed door, then he stopped and listened, Estel heard a moan and some tossing of the covers behind the closed door.

Estel snickered as he got up and opened the door, slowly and quietly he made his way to the bed, and with a quick flick of the wrist bounced the ball right onto Elladan's forehead.

Elladan sat up startled, he rubbed his forehead and looked down to the person who had just given him the rude awaking.

"Well good morning to you too Estel," said Elladan sarcastically.

"Good morning Elladan," Estel said innocently as he got up and strolled out the door.

Elladan chuckled as he watched him go, remembering that he and Elrohir used to do the same thing to each other when they were that age.

"Oh Estel, will you ever learn," said Elladan to himself.

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While Elladan was thinking back to the times he had had with his twin brother, Estel was right outside Elrohir's door putting his second attack into action.

He opened the door and slowly walked up to the bed Elrohir was in his normal spiral of blankets and snoring softly, Estel laughed knowing all to well that Elrohir would never admit that he snored.

Estel brought out his yoyo and placed it on his finger, the yoyo had a little feather on the end of it, and slowly Estel started to tickle Elrohir's nose, Elrohir brought his hand up to scratch it and Estel brought the yoyo back up, down, back up, down, back up. Estel did this about seven times before bouncing his ball off Elrohir's head.

Elrohir sat up and rubbed eyes then his forehead and then he glared at Estel.

"Good morning Elrohir," said Estel pleasantly as he headed for the door.

"Good morning yourself Estel," said Elrohir still rubbing his forehead and glaring after his younger brother.