Note: Most Elvish and translations are taken from the Arwen Undomiel .org site. They're all supposed to be Sindarin. At least, that's what the site says. Once again, I am NOT an expert in Elvish.


"I have the perfect revenge." Elrohir smiled evilly.

"What"? Elladan asked, throwing his history book aside.

"We're going to drive Legolas crazy."

"How?"

"By dressing up like each other and pretending to be each other."

Elladan's eyes lit up. "I see what you're saying!"

"Let's do it."

Later, however, they discovered a problem.

"My hair looks different than yours." Elrohir complained after putting on a tunic that matched his twin's.

Elladan looked over at his brother. "Your hair is shorter than mine. You'll have to cut it."

"WHAT!?" Elrohir shrieked.

"Don't worry, it'll only take a- there!" An inch of Elrohir's black hair fell to the ground.

"Done." Smiling, Elladan turned a shell-shocked Elrohir to face the mirror.

"It's not so bad.." Elrohir conceded after the shock wore off. "We DO look more alike now too."

Elladan sighed. "See? Now let's go."

Legolas strolled casually into the garden, planning to enjoy a long day of relaxation. Suddenly, he saw a flash of red and black running along one of the paths toward him. Elladan soon came into view.

"Gi suilon, Elladan." Legolas grumbled and turned to leave.

"I'm Elrohir." Elladan said. "Can't you tell? Elladan has a birthmark here, and I don't. See?" Elladan pointed to his forehead.

Legolas sighed and left. He wandered over to another part of the garden to enjoy the flowers. Unknown to him, Elladan followed him. Walking over to a bench, Legolas sat down and busied himself with observing the flowers. The flowers that grew in Imladris almost never grew in the Greenwood. The heavy, thick foliage of the forest often stifled the growth of some of the more delicate flowers. Legolas idly wondered whether his mother would enjoy a present of some of Lady Celebrian's flowers for her small garden.

A shadow fell across the lilies Legolas was looking at. He looked up to see Elladan again.

"Gi suilon, Elrohir." Legolas greeted the intruder.

"I'm Elladan." Elladan said.

Legolas' eye twitched. "But I saw you only a few minutes ago! You just said you were Elrohir!"

Elladan put on a confused look. "I just came out here. I haven't seen you since last night at dinner."

Legolas looked closely at Elladan's face. Sure enough, there was a small spot on his forehead that "Elrohir" had showed him. The spot was actually a cleverly disguised flower seed more or less glued to Elladan's face and was easily removable.

"Alright Elladan. You're not Elrohir. Now go away and leave me alone."

"I'm willing to accept an apology for your prank."

"Well you're not getting one." Legolas snapped. "I, for one, can't wait until my father comes to take me home!" With that, he stalked away.

"The feeling is mutual." Elladan muttered.

Legolas ran into the Hall of Fire to try and get away from Elladan. He suddenly stumbled into Elrohir, who was posing as Elladan. Legolas took a double take.

"Weren't you just in the gardens?" Legolas gaped.

Elrohir shrugged, thinking fast. "I just move faster than you, I suppose. Now, let's forget this whole prank episode. Peditham hi sui vellyn?"

Legolas shied warily away from "Elladan."

"Didn't you just ask me for an apology?" The confused elfling asked.

"Did I?" Elrohir returned.

Legolas sighed. This was going to be a long afternoon...

Meanwhile, Elladan was putting his own plan into action.

Glorfindel jumped and spilled the contents of his ink pot all over the letter he had been drafting for the past three weeks when Elladan barged into his study.

"What are you doing?" he spat. "You just ruined my work!"

"I'm really sorry! But I need your help." Elladan begged.

Glorfindel immediately turned his entire attention on the elfling. Ever since he had helped with the twins' last prank, Glorfindel had been eager to continue pranking the elves of Imladris.

"What are you thinking about doing?" he asked Elladan.

"You'll see." Elladan led the Elven lord down the hall with a devilish smirk on his face.

After a while, they reached Legolas' chambers.

"Ah. So you are going to prank the Crown Prince of Greenwood. Again, I might add." Glorfindel smiled. "Don't worry, I'm anxious to pay that one back after he dyed my hair and put a skunk in my room."

"Um. Hm. About that..." Elladan looked guiltily up at Glorfindel.

"Then I forgive you for dying my hair and putting a skunk in my room. Oh, wait, what did you do exactly?"

"Dyed your hair and blamed it on Legolas." Elladan confessed. "But the skunk was entirely Legolas."

"Hm. The dye washed out quickly, everyone else was humiliated as well, and it was my favorite color. Consider it forgiven. Now, to revenge myself about the skunk. Yes, I will help you."

"Good." Elladan smiled, relieved that the warrior wasn't angry with him.

"What's your plan?"

"W- you are going to secure all of Legolas' furniture onto the ceiling." Elladan said.

Glorfindel smiled. "This is perfect. Legolas' chambers have a nice, low ceiling, unlike most of the other rooms here, so this should be easy!"

An hour later, Glorfindel began rethinking his previous words. Everything but the bed was on the ceiling. Unfortunately, the bed was a heavy, oak frame.

"I dass carnen?" Elladan asked, poking his head into the room.

Glorfindel gritted his teeth. "Almost. I just have to get this extremely heavy and impossible to lift bed onto the ceiling."

"Good! Thanks Glorfy, you're the best!" Elladan chirped. "Do you want help?"

"Yes. Glue the mattress onto the frame. Glue or nail these sheets and blankets onto the mattress. Glue the pillow onto the sheets. Do it in THAT ORDER so it will stay and not fall or hit me on the face while I'm trying to put the bed on the ceiling." Glorfindel ordered.

Elladan obeyed instantly.

Defying all odds (and gravity), Glorfindel managed to lift the bed onto the ceiling and bolt it down.

"Hannon le!" Elladan clapped his hands in delight. "I can't wait to see Legolas' reaction. Tonight, we'll hide here." Elladan indicated a hidden alcove where three elves could hide.

Glorfindel grinned evilly. "Agreed. See you after dinner."

Legolas slowly walked to his room after dinner, full to bursting from the farewell feast given in his honor. He couldn't wait until tomorrow would come, when his ada would take him and his sister home. Opening the door to his chambers, Legolas noticed something strange.

"Where is my furniture?" he asked, puzzled beyond belief. He walked over to the place where his bed used to be. A note lay on the ground.

Look up it said.

Legolas looked up. He was immediately greeted by a pillow falling from the ceiling onto his face. Elladan had timed it just right that the glue he had used for that pillow would give out when Legolas would hopefully follow the note's instructions.

Lord Elrond yelped in surprise when the door to his study flew violently open.

"Forgive me for intruding, hir-nin, but I need to talk to you." Legolas demanded.

"What is it?" Elrond asked, rubbing his forehead in a vain attempt to stop his oncoming headache.

"Someone glued my bed to the ceiling."

"Ai Valar." Elrond mumbled, resisting the urge to throw something across the room. "I wonder who."


Translation of Elvish Words

Gi suilon: Hello (Literally, "I greet you")

Peditham hi sui vellyn?: May we speak as friends now? (Literally, "We will speak now as friends")

I dass carnen?: Is it done? (Literally, "Is the task done?")

Hannon le: Thank you

Hir-nin: My lord

Ai Valar: A surprised remark (Literally, I've seen it written to mean, "Oh lord.")


Author's Note: Hooray! Another chapter's done! Sorry it took so long.

I will (try to) write one more chapter for this story and then start a new one. It won't be "The Annoying Adolescents." There will be one more story (the next one) before that one. It's either going to be called "Possibly Problematic" or "The Exasperating Elflings."

Also, I may write a new series about Elrond, Thranduil, Erestor, Glorfindel, and some other elf lords when they were younger. Please comment if you like that idea!

Thanks!

~Kate