the twins are the equivalent of an eight-year-old

#73 Destruction

It was the early morning hours, and most of the inhabitants were still resting. The sun was barely rising, and the birds were just now beginning to sing their sweet tunes which would alert the rest of Imladris it was time to start a new day.

As Glorfindel was walking through the mostly empty halls of the Last Homely House humming a soft tune to himself, he could hear off in the distance the sound of banging and soft voices. Listening closer, he realized the sounds were coming from the kitchens, and he knew the cooks were not yet up at this hour. His curiosity getting the best of him he hurriedly but quietly made his way to the kitchens. As he got closer, he could easily make out the voices to be the young twins Elladan and Elrohir.

What are those two doing out of bed so early, he wondered to himself. Slowly peeking in the kitchens to get a better look he was met with a shocking but humorous sight. There inside were the two small twin sons of Lord Elrond, and Lady Celebrían covered head to toe in flour. Not only that, but the entire area was in a complete state of destruction. Flour covered the floors, counters, and somehow even the ceilings; eggs and milk were on the counters, and floor and cooking utensils were strewn all over the place. Glorfindel could not hold back his laughter at the sight.

"What in Arda's name are you two doing?" Glorfindel asked as soon as he was able to contain his laughter.

Elladan and Elrohir looked at the golden-haired warrior with a look of slight fear evident in their gray eyes. "We were trying to make nana and ada breakfast," the youngest murmured.

"Yeah, we wanted to surprise them and bring it up to them in their bed. We were making waffles and bacon," Elladan chimed in.

Glorfindel smiled and shook his head. "That is very thoughtful of you two. But you should have asked an adult to help you. You know you are too young to cook by yourselves."

The twins nodded and then a smile broke out on their faces. "Will you help us?"

Glorfindel laughed. "Of course, I will help." Rolling up his sleeves and donning an apron, he walked over and picked up a bowl. "Now let us get to work. And boys, we had better get this mess picked up before the cooks come in and see this mess."

The twins laughed and got to work.