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A/N: Well, I've finally finished the epilogue for you guys. I hope you've all enjoyed this story as much as I have.

Elladan and Elrohir tried not to laugh as they watched Estel, hidden among the leafy branches of their favorite oak tree, dump bags of nuts on top of unsuspecting elves. They had just watched the third elf receive this same treatment, from the safety of Elladan's room, when Elrohir turned to his brother and said, "Elladan, remember when we were just about Estel's age and Ada had to separate us to stop us from pulling pranks on everyone?"

Elladan thought for a moment and then nodded. "Yes, I do." He said. "Remember the revenge we had on Celeborn and Ada?"

Elrohir grinned. "But then he turned around and pulled the exact same prank on us!" His smile slowly faded and was replaced with a thoughtful, and slightly serious, look. "We never did come up with the perfect revenge for that."

Now it was Elladan's turn to grin. "Ah, but I have." He said. He turned away from the window and retrieved a small, wooden box from his closet. Elrohir had to smile when he saw it. It was the box where they had always kept their plans.

Elladan opened it up and began removing papers. Elrohir picked some of them up. Here were their original plans for the revenge they had on Elrond and Celeborn. Beneath it was their ideas for the failed attempt to dye Haldir pink. Below that was...

"Found it!" Elladan's triumphant voice shook Elrohir from his thoughts. Elladan was holding a newer piece of paper in his hands. His eyes darted back and forth as he reviewed his plans. He looked up at his brother. "I came up with the idea right before Naneth..." His voice faltered slightly, but he recovered. "Anyways, after that we..."

"We didn't really do this sort of thing anymore." Elrohir finished, sitting down next to his brother on the bed. He read and reread the plans before saying anything else. "It's a variation on our original revenge on them. Simple, yet utterly brilliant." He laughed softly. "We should do it."

"Tonight?" Elladan asked.

"Tonight."

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Elrond sighed and stood up from his desk. The moon had risen about two hours ago, but he was only finishing his paperwork now. It seemed like the stack of work at he had to do was getting larger and larger each day. He sighed again and walked down the hall towards his room.

If he wasn't so tired, he may have heard the soft sounds of someone putting finishing touches on a prank in his room.

Then again, Estel never pulled pranks on him. And the twins, the only ones he had ever needs to worry about, had stopped doing this sort of thing a long time ago. He had even forgotten his moment of joy when his prank was released onto Erestor, Haldir, and the twins. He had stopped checking his door for signs of pranks before walking into his room.

So maybe it didn't matter if he was tired or not. He wouldn't have been worried about pranks anyway.

However, when he did open the door to his room and heard and felt the nut-and-glue mixture fall on top of him, he knew instantly what had happened.

He wiped the mixture off his face and yelled, "ELLADAN! ELRO-" But he never got to finish that thought.

For sitting on top of his bed, was a very hungry looking squirrel...