A/N: I've been able to get these three chapters up so quickly because I already had them written before I posted this new story. Unfortunately, from chapter four on, I have to write as I go, so I'm sorry to say that the time between updates will be a bit longer. But I will do my darndest to remain consistent. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews!

Chapter Three: Violation of Privacy

By some miracle, Elrond decided that they were indeed not a threat to his household or his people, and allowed them to stay. Perhaps it was the fact that neither girl was armed, and the only one who could fight was too brainless to hatch an evil plot.

A dark-haired Elf led them to the rooms that they would be sleeping in. Jo was watching the scenery and architecture around her, vaguely trying to guess who this Elf was. Iendil was busy staring at the Elf's butt.

Looking very uncomfortable at the invasion of his privacy, the Elf stopped at a door and gestured inside. "Here is your room. I hope you will be comfortable. My room and my brother's is right down the hall, if you have any questions."

Another Elf joined them as he said this, and Jo looked up and did a double-take. "Twins…" she breathed. Then her eyes widened in realization. "Are you Elladan and Elrohir, the twins sons of Lord Elrond?!"

Looking slightly confused, the second Elf nodded. "Aye, milady. You have heard of us then?"

Jo fought to contain a distinctly girly squeak. Geez, she was such a fangirl. At least she wasn't as bad as Iendil. She couldn't really be blamed. Of all the Elves, the twins interested her the most, and she wished there was more about them in the books. And now they were right in front of her, with identical puzzled looks on their faces.

A smile formed on her face. "Yes, I have been told of the antics of the sons of Elrond. Quite impressive."

The new twin, who she guessed to be Elladan, grinned broadly. Jo was a little taken aback to see such a blatant display of emotion from an Elf. "Ah, do I detect the admiration of a fellow prankster?"

"Perhaps…"

"She only just arrived, but she's like a sister to me!" sniffled Elladan dramatically. "It does my heart good."

Elrohir rolled his eyes.

Iendil watched the conversation, looking extremely confused. She obviously still did not even know who these two were, judging by the bewilderment in her eyes.

"Wait…Elrond like has sons?" she said after some time, looking disappointed. "Like wait, does he have a wife, too?"

Jo winced, and saw the pain in the twins' eyes. As a way of making them feel better, a way of releasing her anger at her insensitivity, and just because she felt like it, Jo decked Iendil. It was a rather sudden action that caught the ditz by surprise, knocking her ass out cold.

Elladan and Elrohir jumped back in surprise as Jo lashed out, and watched somewhat warily as she cracked her knuckles.

She turned and looked over at them with a smile. "Sorry to startle you, but she had it coming, being so nosy. And you have NO idea how much pent-up rage you get when traveling with her for any extended period of time."

Elrohir smirked. "I'll make a note of that. And thank you for…putting a temporary end to your friend's inconsiderateness."

Jo held up her hands. "Whoa, number one—she is not and never will be anything even closely resembling my friend. And two, it isn't right for males to hit a lady…so I did it for you." She grinned.

"Well," Elladan said. "Since 'Lady Iendil' is currently…indisposed…shall we take just you on a tour of Imladris?"

Jo went starry-eyed. "I would love to see more of this fair city."

"Excellent, let's go."

By the time Jo got back to her room, Iendil had woken up. Only a slight bruise marred her perfect little face, and she seemed to have forgotten all about what Jo had done. She beamed stupidly at Jo when she walked into the room they shared.

"Hi! Where have you been, I was bored!"

Jo shrugged. "Around." She said vaguely.

"Well, it's like almost dinner time, so I'm gonna get in my prettiest dress." She giggled. "I think I'll like serenade Elrond and Glorfy tonight!"

"You do that." Remind me to leave dinner early tonight.

"So, like, you've seen the movies, right?"

"Yeah…and I've read the books."

"What books?"

Jo almost screamed.

Iendil looked confused for a second, then waved a hand dismissively. "Like, anyway. How much longer do you think it will be like before Ary gets here with the Hobbits?"

Jo was about to respond and then did a double take. "I'm sorry—Ary?"

Iendil examined her nails. "Like you know, that Ranger guy."

Jo at this point had developed a nasty eye twitch, but she fought to be civil. "ARAGORN should arrive in about a week, if I have my timeline right."

"What?! That is like soooooo long!!!1 It only like takes a few hours for Arwen to like bring Frodo here, what's taking so long?" she whined.

"Well, actually, the journey is about 18 days, I think. But Glorfindel set out a while ago. Like I said, they should be here in about a week."

"Glorfindel?"

"The blond one." No way was she going to stoop to Iendil's level and call him—

"Glorfy?"

Yeah, that.

"Sure."

Jo wordlessly left the room. Only when she was a good distance down the hall did she stifle a scream into the fabric of her dress.