Disclaimer: Do we really need to go through this? -sigh- None of it is mine, okay?
A/N: Wow, I didn't think I'd get a chance to get this up this weekend! Lucky for all of you reviewers out there though! And if you don't get the little snippets about Erestor you need to go back and reread the last sentence in Chapter Three: Goodbyes and Plotting.
ladyofthecelticland- Glad you liked that part! It was rather funny, wasn't it? -grin-
Elladan rolled quietly over, trying to fall back asleep. A loud noise from outside had woken him up. He groaned and sat up, rubbing his eyes. The noise was still there, but now that he was awake he could hear the distinct voices of elves in the courtyard. He tried to get his half-asleep mind to figure out why so many elves would be invading the courtyard. It wasn't a festival, that much he remembered. It wasn't anyone's birthday today. No one was supposed to be coming today...
Except for Elrohir! Elladan jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed. He ran through the hall and down the stairs, tripping slightly towards the bottom. He fell down the last few stairs, landing on another elf.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He squealed, quickly getting off the other elf.
The elf on the floor sat up and laughed. "Well, I see you're still clumsy Elladan." He said, pulling his brother into a hug before launching into a huge story about Lothlorien, which consisted of mainly getting Haldir angry and being forbidden to do most everything.
After Elrohir was done Elladan talked about tricking his friends and being stuck with punishments ever since then. After that, they were bored. Normally they would have spent the afternoon concocting a new plan, but since pranks were forbidden they were bored. And the twins being bored usually led to disaster...
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One week later...
Nothing had happened. The twins had been together for a whole week and nothing had happened yet. The inhabitants of Rivendell were feeling safe. After all, hadn't Elrond banned the pranks? Most everyone was feeling rather happy in Imladris, except for Erestor, but then again, he had been a bit on edge ever since Elrohir left, so no one was worried about him.
Elladan and Elrohir were lying on the floor of Elrohir's room, being completely bored. "See, this is what it's like in Lothlorien." Elrohir mumbled. "I thought coming here was going to be fun!"
Elladan sat up to stare at him. "This can't be what Lothlorien is like! I mean, you have all those new elves to pester! How could you possibly be bored?"
Elrohir glared at him. "I have RULES, remember?" He said. He paused, an evil grin slowing spreading onto his face. "And if you don't think Lothlorien is so bad, why don't we change places now?"
Elladan stared at him for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Are you sure you want to do this now?" Was what he ended up saying. Elladan knew the answer already, so the determined nod from his brother didn't surprise him. Elladan sighed. "Alright, what do I need to know about Lothlorien?"
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One week later...
Elladan and Elrohir said their goodbyes in the courtyard, Elrohir posing as Elladan and vice versa. So far, no one had suspected them of anything. Well, except maybe for Erestor, but then again he was always twitchy lately...
"Now don't forget all of the rules." Elrohir whispered to his brother. "We don't want to be caught yet."
Elladan nodded. "I know, I know." He said. "I left a list of my remaining chores up in my room and when you need to finish them by. Oh and please don't try to socialize with my friends, alright? I don't them to beat you up..."
Elrohir laughed. "I think I know enough to stay away from elflings who give you death glares every time you walk past." He sighed. "Well, the next six months should be interesting."
Elladan nodded again. "Very interesting." He said before hurrying to catch up with the others, who were already leaving.
Elrohir sighed. "Only six months left..." He mumbled, turning back towards the house. "Only six months left..."
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