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Elladan and Elrohir were in their chambers on the morning of Elrohir's departure. Neither of them had anything to say, so they were sitting in an uncomfortable silence. It was only a few hours until Elrohir had to leave.
Elrohir finally broke the silence. "We need to pull a prank on one of them." He said softly.
Elladan turned to stare at him. "Are you mad?" He asked. "Our pranks are what got us here in the first place!" He wasn't sure why his brother would want to get into more trouble.
Elrohir shook his head. "But what if they didn't catch us?" He said, the familiar evil glint in his eyes. "What if they never found out we pulled a prank?"
"And how exactly are we going to pull that off?" Elladan asked. "We're the only ones in Rivendell who prank people! We're..." Elrohir cut him off.
"You're not thinking along the right lines muindor nin." He said. "We're twins, identical twins. Not even Ada and Naneth can tell us apart one hundred percent of the time! We'll visit each other once every six months. What if we switched places on them?"
Elladan stared at his brother, not quite sure what to say. "But whoever is here will risk having Ada or Naneth figure it out." He pointed out. "They would be able to tell the difference."
"But if the one who's here avoided them, using the punishment as an excuse..."
"Then they won't see us enough to figure it out!" Elladan finished. He smiled at Elrohir. "That's brilliant! Now, we should only do it every other visit..."
"Elrohir! ELROHIR!" Glorfindel called, looking for the twin. "It's time for you to leave!" This was the first time that the twins didn't come running out, excited to be going on another trip.
Although... Glorfindel thought, checking in Elrond's study. I'd be more surprised if he was excited about going. He sighed and opened the door to their room.
The twins were sitting on the floor, talking in low voices. "Elrohir you have to go." Glorfindel said. The twin didn't seem to have heard him. "Elrohir? ELROHIR!" Elrohir jumped and looked around.
"Oh, it's just you." He said. "I don't... have to go now, do I?" He whispered.
Glorfindel nodded. "Everyone's ready to go, they're just waiting for you."
Elrohir sighed, but walked down to the courtyard, Elladan and Glorfindel trailing behind him. When he entered the courtyard, there was a frenzy of goodbyes, ranging from "Come back soon, we'll miss you!" to "Prank anyone in Lothlorien and it'll be the last thing you'll do."
Last to say goodbye was Elladan. He shuffled over to his brother. "Guess this is it then." Elrohir nodded. "Don't forget our plans." He whispered quietly. Raising his voice he said, "Goodbye then Elrohir." Elrohir tried to look depressed and not to laugh as he said goodbye to his brother.
Long after the Lothlorien elves left, with Elrohir riding with them, Elladan stood in the courtyard, a sad, yet slightly evil, look on his face. He seemed oblivious to the sounds of elves celebrating the fact that there wouldn't be anymore pranks for months. Ok well, maybe not. But they probably were celebrating...
Erestor, however, was not celebrating. He was looking at Elladan and seemed to be worried. "This can't be good, this can't be good..."