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Note: Thanks for the reviews. You know how Aragorn appeared as in the movies not to take a bath at all. Well let's assume that habit died when he became king but how would the story rub off on his 3 year old son? Let's begin.

Elrohir laughed at the jab Elladan was making before he answered, changing the subject around. "Do you remember during the years before the War of the Ring how dirty Estel used to be? I am positively relieved that the habit died." Eldarion shifted in the door opening before he rushed inside and swung himself in the waiting arms of his uncles. They accepted him with ease and soon he was seated in between them.

Curious for the story, he asked. "Ada dirty?" Elladan winked at him while the twins shared an amused look before Elrohir transferred him to Elladan's lap and started the story of the legendary bathing habits of his father.

Aragorn sighed when after another long and sweaty afternoon Glorfindel had shown him all of the corners of the training field. He knew he had been slacking off in his training but he had not expected the elven lord to punish him for it so. He wiped at his forehead with his arm and groaned, all of his muscles protesting against the lifting of his arm. His wet hair hung over his eyes but he did not wish to risk the pain by lifting his arm and pushing it out of his face.

He did not need a looking glass to tell him how dirty he was. A small chuckle escaped his lips when he remembered how not so long ago he would never take a bath, considering it a waste of his time but now he was actually craving one. And perhaps some scissors so he could trim his now nearly grown beard. He almost looked like a wild man from the south, not the well educated man from Gondor.

Shaking his head he grinned before resuming the walk to his chambers. He was soon stopped by his two brothers and his son. He found the identical grin his brothers shared unnerving, including the look on his son's face. "Hello, Elladan, Elrohir and Eldarion. Is something the matter?"

The brothers shook their head before saying. "There are some things that need to be discussed. Eldarion, perhaps you should go and find your maid, I am sure she can play with you." Aragorn nodded at their words and Eldarion watched them leave, suspicion in his eyes before he ran off towards his father's rooms.

After he had arrived there he wondered where he was going to get water. Smiling he gave up and instead gathered a bucket which stood outside. He dumped nearly empty bucket in the bathtub. More water was on the floor but Eldarion simply did not care.

In the end he hopped on the bed and dangled his feet over the edge, waiting for his father. He waited long but eventually his father's near silent footfall told Eldarion of his coming. Eldarion found it strange, he could never heard the elves coming and his father was almost as silent as one but for some reason he always knew when his father was coming.

Aragorn hummed softly to himself as he continued along to his room. He rounded the corner only to find himself flat on his back and clothes soaking wet. Eldarion gave a low cry when he saw his father literally sliding into the room. Aragorn took a moment to asses the situation. Here he was on his back, clothes wet, sore and no doubt a small size bump on his head, oh yes and not to forget he was dirty and sweaty and by the sound of it, Eldarion was in the room as well. He concluded he was not having a good day but it could only become better, right?

Eventually he crawled to his feet, intent on bashing the person's skull that was responsible for spilling the water. His gaze locked with Eldarion as the boy stared at him. Aragorn just had time to raise a brow before the boy burst out laughing, making Aragorn groan. "Eldarion, it is not funny to laugh at other people's accidents…" He began before realizing the boy was not listening and he was in no mood to lecture his son now. If he was in the position Eldarion was in, there had been no doubt he had been laughing as well.

Instead he closed the door and making sure it was locked he walked into the bathing chamber and while dropping his clothes in a heap on the floor, he was completely surprised when a bath had been drawn up to him but it was a pleasant surprise. The surprise turned into a non pleasant one when he stepped into the bathtub and a blood curling scream rang through Rivendell.

Eldarion jumped down from the bed when his uncles came crashing through the door, weapons drawn and Elrohir quickly grabbed Eldarion and took a tight hold on the boy while Elladan stalked towards the bathroom door. The door flew open and Elladan pounced on the unexpected person.

They wrestled a little while until Elladan had securely pinned the intruder beneath his own body. After taking a good look, the elven eyes widen in surprise. "Do you mind releasing me?" Aragorn growled. Elladan could only nod, to dumbfound to even reply as the elf got up and offered a hand to Aragorn. "Do you mind closing the door?" Aragorn asked next, colouring slightly but not before another voice called out. "What is happening in here?"

Glorfindel had appeared in the doorway and was currently averting his gaze, making Aragorn blush even more while he passed his cloak to the young king to cover himself up. Aragorn made a small noise so they all turned around again. The man had simply tied the cloak around his waist and looked very uncomfortable. He was beet red and Elladan asked. "Estel, why were you screaming so loudly? Is there an intruder in there?"

"No." The man simply said while he pulled the covers off the bed and tied them around his waist as well. "Would you care to explain what made you scream then?" Elladan continued his question, ignoring the shudders of laughter which shook his twin. Aragorn beckoned for him and the man led the way back into the bathing chamber. He pointed at the water with his one hand while the other still held his make shift skirt in place so he was at least partly covered.

"Yes, what is wrong with the water?" Elladan asked, leaning over to look at the water. The next moment something splashed out of the water and Elladan blinked rapidly to clear the water from his eyes. Aragorn hooked his arm over his brother's shoulder to see if he was alright.

The padding of small feet alarmed the two of them before Elladan found himself face first in the ice cold water together with Aragorn who was sitting sideways in the water, once again soaking wet. Both of them blinked as they heard Elrohir quickly chiding Eldarion. "You do not push your father or your uncle in a bathtub filled with ice cold water. Why did you do it?"

The elf had crouched down while gently shaking the boy. Glorfindel came walking back in with the bed sheets to give to them as he mumbled. "I do not have enough cloaks to cover both of you up so this will have to do." He dropped them when two outraged cries rose from the water and the two famed warriors jumped out of the water and into his arms and behind him.

Elrohir had swung Eldarion up on his hip and asked in a frightened voice. "What is in there?" Glorfindel looked down at the grown elf currently clenching his tunic and staring at the water with a fear like expression on his fair face. He decided to ignore the soaking wet and apparently very scared king of Gondor pressing against his back.

"Now do tell me you are not frightened of whatever is in the water?" Glorfindel asked Elladan who was still holding fast to him and still residing in his arms. The elf did not comment on it and Glorfindel sat him down on his own two feet again and sighed when the elf fled behind his back as well.

The seneschal took the bucket and looked at the water intensely in hopes of seeing something which was in there. "Please be careful, Glorfindel, it might try to eat you." Elrohir whispered hurriedly and the elf nodded. The next moment his keen eyes detected movement in the water and with a war like cry Glorfindel dropped the bucket in the water and scooped out a fair amount of water and a …fish.

"Did you catch it?" Aragorn asked, not moving an inch from where he still stood, clenching his now soaking make shift garments. "Yes, do not tell me you were frightened off a fish?" The warrior in Glorfindel took over and he turned to stare his protégés in the eye.

They both, to their credit blushed fiercely and Aragorn, after making fierce gestures to the fish and the water, spoke. "The bath was already drawn up. The maid must have done it." The man paced the still wet floor and quickly lost his footing, landing firmly on his butt.

"No, Ada, I make bath." Eldarion eventually spoke up. Everybody turned to look at the boy and Elrohir asked, echoing everybody's thoughts. "For whatever reason?"

"Because Ada is always dirty. You and he said it." Eldarion pointed in Elladan's direction who was currently leaning over to help Aragorn up as the man was still sitting at his feet. He quickly decided not to do so when Aragorn looked up at him with an angry expression. "What did you tell him?" The man hissed, not bothering to get up.

"Well simply the story about how in your time during the quest always managed to get dirty. He must have taken it the wrong way." Elladan quickly defended himself. "He is barely three years old; he cannot take things the wrong way." Aragorn roared.

"Lord Elladan, lord Elrohir and Master Glorfindel, we have a great problem." At precisely that moment the cook came storming in, doing a very good job at hiding his surprise at the scene before him. A wet room with Glorfindel holding a bucket in his hands, Elrond's youngest son was holding the king of Gondor's only child and the said king and Elladan who were soaking wet, one residing on the floor and the other one leaning over him as to help him up but thought better of it, judging by the look on the king's face, the cook would have done the same thing. Not to mention the king was naked besides the fact that he was wearing the bed covers which in their soaking state did nothing to hide what was they were supposed to conceal.

Aragorn seeing the look on the cook's face, quickly drew his knees up to his chest, hoping to still have some dignity left after all of this was over. Glorfindel recovered first and asked. "What seems to be the problem, cook?"

"The fish we were supposed to have for dinner has disappeared. I put it right outside to find a bigger bucket to put it into and when I came back, it was gone." The cook practically screamed. Glorfindel looked down in the bucket and after handing the whole thing back to the cook he said. "Best we have meat for dinner tonight; you might not wish to eat that after you learned where it has been."

The cook gave him an odd look but decided to leave, not asking question. After Elrond had left this place simply had not been the same.

Glorfindel heaved another sigh and wondered why the in the name of the Valar had he agreed to stay. "Alright, Elladan go put on some fresh clothes and drawn a warm bath in your room for Estel. Elrohir, take care of Eldarion and Estel, get some fresh bed covers and meet me in Elladan's room within five minutes and ah yes, Elrohir, have the cook made some of that special tea, I will not have Estel becoming sick because of this."

Aragorn met his gaze with a question but after seeing the look on Glorfindel's face the king quickly rose and shuffled out of the room. It was not long before Aragorn met Glorfindel in Elladan's room and the older elf had both him and Elladan strip. "Excuse me; I think I might have misunderstood that." Aragorn protested, once more clenching his fresh bedcovers.

"No, you have not. I told you two to strip and then take a bath, together. By the time you immerge, I shall know you have settled your difference concerning your son and telling him stories. Now hop along and get to it." Glorfindel actually smirking, closing the door behind him he could already hear them arguing. He accepted Eldarion from Elrohir and opened the door slightly to set the boy inside with a fresh bucket and fish.

A moment later two blood curling screams tore through Rivendell and at dinner when the three indeed came walking in, Glorfindel found their revenge sweet when they dumped a ice cold bucket off water over him, causing Rivendell to ring with laughter.

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