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NOTE: They are already practically brothers but Legolas and Estel haven't seen each other in years soooo Estel has grown and changed. Whoa…logic. X3

Estel was someone that most knew NOT to annoy, especially when he had just returned from a journey with the rangers and had just woken up…however, Elladan and Elrohir couldn't resist tormenting their brother for the third time today…since they were NOT "most people". (The first time had been so early in the morning that the moon was still shining.)

He slung off his wet clothes with anger and put on fresh leggings and a tunic before strapping on his hooded cloak; he eyed his bow, quiver, and sword before he quickly strapped them on as well. Not caring that his hair was still dripping wet and his wet clothes were soaking on the floor, he flung the door open and slammed it shut behind himself: to give the elves that lived in the immediate home a fair warning about his mood at the moment. An angry Estel was just as dangerous as the twins in a prank war.

Glorfindel was just coming up the stairs and was met with sight of an enraged son of Elrond with dripping wet hair and a raging fire in his eyes storming his way; quickly sidestepping and preparing the age-old question that Elrond would've asked if he were there,

"Where are you-"he didn't stop in his quick steps,

"Out." He cut the elf off and leapt down the last few stairs and bolting to the door, before it closed completely he heard the classic call for him to be careful as he made the way to the surrounding forests.

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After so many years of practice, he landed fairly steadily on the branch and immediately leapt to the next one before scurrying up the tree to get the bird's eye view of the area. He spotted a herd of deer and their young ones, above him a few birds darted back and forth as they chased their prey, and right below him a strange figure watched him and…wait.

He tilted his head slowly downwards and…yes, there he was! There was someone standing at the base of the tree watching him, their hood was hanging low and the bright rays of the sun did not penetrate enough for him to make out who it was.

Jumping from the top of the tree he was being watched from and into another, denser one that would hide him, he pulled his bow from his back and slid an arrow into position. His brothers had taught him hand-to-hand combat as well as the sword, but his best archery teacher was the brother of his heart: Legolas. If this person was a threat then he had many ways to die.

"Who goes there?" he called in Sindarin as he aimed the arrow for the heart; he didn't trust this hooded person and he was in no mood to be toyed with by anybody today. The figure cocked their head at his angered tone and he swore they were smiling mockingly,

"If you give me your name human I will give you mine." His voice was soft but easy to hear and he spoke back in Elvish from that he knew it was an elf, but there was also that barb that every elf deemed necessary to add…

"Give me your name and state your business here or I will give your heart my arrow and state that you are dead!" he pulled the arrow tighter with his threat and the stranger began to laugh which made him pull it tighter still,

"Very few humans are a real threat to me. Besides, there are many people who would not take kindly to my death." he wagged his finger as though scolding a child and cocked his head again when he felt the enraged glare he was receiving, "How long can you hold that position adan (human)? You look like a statue."

"… "He would not dignify this irritating elf with an answer….he inhaled deeply to keep his fingers from releasing the arrow into his obnoxious gob,

"Have I angered you?" he remained silent as his tone was horridly sarcastic, "No? I shall continue then."Aragorn knew the elf was smiling now; he didn't need to see the elf's face to know that it was there,

"I was angry when I left elf, and it would be better for your current health to not anger me further." The hooded elf did not laugh this time but remained silent for a moment,

"Would you shoot me? Would you really let that arrow go and end the life of someone?"

"I've done it before and would be lying if I said that I don't want to make you shut your mouth you troll!" he tensed at the barb and Aragorn allowed a smirk himself, he truly didn't want to kill the elf…maybe hit him

"Well. I'm sorry to inform you that you are not allowed to shoot me." He sounded smug and cocky…Aragorn wanted to punch him…badly.

"Oh really?" he hopped down to the forest floor, keeping his arrow trained on the intruder the whole time, "And why is that?"

"I'm royalty." That stopped him, he didn't relax his arrow, but some of his anger fell away as he pulled his hood away from his face. "My name is-"

"Legolas Greenleaf Thranduilion, son of the King of Mirkwood." Aragorn finished for him and Legolas gave a smug smirk and spread his arms at his sides,

"I. Am. Unshootable. Especially by a delicate little-" He had dropped his bow and arrow as his fist connected with the elf's cheek sending him sprawling backwards.

When he sat up, his expression was one of shock and anger,

"By the Valar! No human has ever managed to –"

"Yeah, yeah, I heard your pretty little speech the first time Hiril Nin(my lady). But if you haven't notice: I don't care." His eyes narrowed, "I don't care who you are or where you're from; if you insult me or my family I will hurt you." He smiled sweetly, "So don't push your luck."

"Such a nice human you are…" Aragorn glared at him and he glared right back, "Would you happen to be part orc?" Again, he underestimated the human's speed and found himself on the ground with his hands covering a split lip,

"Would you like to try for a black eye my prince?!" Aragorn had pulled back his hood and allowed him to study his face,

"Are…" he hesitated at the elf's sincerely stunned tone, "Do you know Elladan and Elrohir?" when Legolas saw no answer coming from him he elaborated, "That's why I'm here. I've come to visit their family; is Estel home or is he still away with the rangers?"

To his surprise, the human began laughing hysterically before walking over to where the prince still sat on his butt in the dirt and held out his hand. When he was standing next to the human and brushing himself off he retrieved his bow and arrows, "If you had simply told me that you knew my family than I would've let you pass peacefully."

"…E-Estel? Is that really you?" the man smiled deviously before reaching out to embrace the prince which he did excitedly; he was smiling again and his split lip was bleeding while a bruise was forming on his cheek, "I'm sorry about all the barbs mellon nin; I thought you would be able to laugh it off…you did say you were already angry…" the prince smiled sheepishly when Aragorn raised an eyebrow to mimick his father.

"Your perfect face wouldn't look like it took a spill out of a tree."

"I don't fall out of trees…ever." A smaller smile played with his lips,

"Attacked by humans then." Aragorn tried again,

"You are the only human I know who could properly land the blows you have." The small smile got a little bigger and Estel furrowed his brow,

"Orcs." Last resort.

"I had a convoy until I reached the safer area of Imladris." He was acting all smug again,

"…" the smile remained as he stared the elf down," You fell out of a tree."

"And messed up my 'perfect' face, in your own words?" his grin split his face as Estel's darkened,

"Tug-Nogoth. (Fat dwarf)" he stalked off towards his home with the laughing prince following right behind him.

"Good to see you again too mellon nin!" at least he didn't get punched again.

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