WARNING: (Again) CONTAINS EXTREMELY (And I really mean extremely this time) OOC LEGOLAS AND SLIGHTLY OOC THRANDUIL

Estel immediately scrambled up, slipping on the goo mixture of spiders, flour, honey, dye, feathers, toad-guck, and whatever else.

"ELLADAN! ELROHIR! YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Estel raged, "Right Legolas!?" He turned around, noticing the elf wasn't vowing revenge with him and noticed Legolas flopping around on the floor in the pile of goo-mixture, cradling the clipping of hair Elladan had thrown at him and murmuring to it;

"My sweet hair… I have you back… I love you… I love you… my precious… my precious…" Legolas cooed as he stroked the clipping of hair that had once been on his head.

"Legolas?" Estel asked, now sure that he should pick concerned over sympathetic.

"My precious... my precious…"

Yeah, that was getting downright creepy, "Legolas, I swear this is the weirdest thing I have ever seen." Estel said,

"Precious…"

Estel turned away planning to leave when he in the same instant, noticed that Thranduil and a group of elves were walking towards them, and he slipped again. Thranduil did a double take and the elves around him snickered and unsuccessfully muffled their laughter after Thranduil gave them a death-glare.

"What is this?" Thranduil sighed in an embarrassed, annoyed way, "Or do I even want to know?"

"Precious… precious… I love my hair… forever… my precious… my precious…" Legolas murmured.

Estel glanced back at Legolas, then at Thranduil, "No…" He decided, "You probably don't."

"Well then." Thranduil said, sucking in a breath, "I will leave and trust that you clean this up, Estel?"

"Yes." Estel replied unsurely, looking back once again at Legolas, "Because I'm sure your son won't."

"Preeeciiiooouuus…"

"You're quite right about that…" Thranduil said trailing off.

"Preeeeeeeeciiiiiiiioooooooouuuuuuuussssssss…"

"So that's… yeah." Thranduil said in a very un-kingly manner, and quickly retreated. The group of elves who had been walking with Thranduil stayed in place for a second, waiting for Thranduil to round the corner and go out of sight and hearing range. Once he was, they burst into laughter and Legolas did not seem to mind at all.

"C'mon Legolas." Estel commanded awkwardly. The hair-obsessed Zombie-Legolas got up, still dripping with goo-mixture (As Estel was) and shambled after Estel, through the crowd of laughing elves, still muttering "Precious…"

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Estel returned to his room one and a half hours later after cleaning up the hallway. He had left hair-obsessed Zombie-Legolas on his floor. The first thing he noticed was that Legolas was still cooing to his hair clipping.

"Legolas?" Estel asked, walking up to the elf.

"Legolas." He waved his hand in front of his friend's eyes. No response.

"Seriously, Legolas!? You're pathetic." Estel stated in exasperation.

"Legolas!" He snatched the hair clipping away and threw it across the room. Zombie-Legolas snarled at the human for a second, but then immediately stopped and shouted;

"Waffles are not meant to be used as hats!" Legolas exclaimed, then suddenly looked around in confusion, "Wait- what?" He said, seemingly confused at his own words.

"Seriously?" Estel said flatly.

"What?" Legolas was obviously not aware of what he had been doing, "I just remember getting my hair back and then experiencing pure, wonderful bliss."

Estel furrowed his eyebrows and explained to Legolas what had happened. Legolas' eyes grew wider in terror as if he was reading an exceptionally disturbing Fanfiction. After Estel was done explaining, Legolas got up immediately and started smashing his head against Estel's bedpost and at the same time tossed around various objects.

"Stupid!" Legolas exclaimed, "How embarrassing! I'm such an idiot!"

"Legolas! Stop!" Estel exclaimed, "You'll break everything!"

"This is my house! Technically, I can break anything I want!" Legolas retorted.

"Well not really…" Estel said, thinking that: one, it was a palace not a house, and two, that technically it was Thranduil's Palace. Legolas backed away from the bedpost and headed for the door,

"I'm going to go clean up and calm down." Legolas said, opening the door, "After that, I have an idea that I already came up with. I'll tell you after."

"Okay." Estel replied. Legolas stormed out of the room. Estel sat down in silence for a few moments when Legolas stormed back in and snatched up his hair clipping from the far side of the room.

"I forgot this." He stated, and stormed out again.

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Legolas did as he said he would and didn't turn back into Zombie-Legolas whilst doing it. He met back up with Estel a little while later.

"I came up with this idea when I was waiting in that tree to ambush them." Legolas explained, "And it's simple. Very simple. Not extravagant in any sense of the word."

"Okay." Estel said, "So what is it?"

Legolas explained the plan which, true to his word, was not extravagant in any sense of the word. It would however, Legolas claimed, make up for his 'behavior' by embarrassing the twins. There was a conference that afternoon and Legolas had planned that the twins would make a rather interesting entrance.

To set it up, they made sure that the twins did not know they were invited to a conference. Estel distracted them long enough while Legolas made sure the message about the conference didn't reach them by bribing the messenger. Then, they went to the conference room and set up a small trap. It was a small board of wood that fit right into the normal floor right in front of the door. A thin string attached to the back of the board ran through the floor cracks and up to the arm of the chair that Legolas would sit in during the conference. When the string was pulled, it flipped the board up. Lastly, Legolas went and paid two very beautiful she-elves to help Estel and him. That was all the preparation they needed to do. Except, of course, they needed a way for Estel to watch the prank from inside the conference room.

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"I was wondering, My King, if perhaps I could attend the conference with Legolas?" Estel asked as formally as he could to Thranduil. Legolas was a few steps behind the human. Thranduil looked at him in curiosity,

"Why would you want to?" Thranduil asked. Estel blinked rapidly, trying to think of an answer.

"Because-" Legolas cut in, "Because I have a bet with him and am trying to prove to him how boring your conference speeches are." Thranduil glared at Legolas who shrugged as if to say 'It's true.'

"Fine." Thranduil said, "You may attend, Estel."

"Thank you." Estel nodded respectfully and started to leave. Legolas followed.

"Oh, and Legolas?" Thranduil called,

"Yes, father?" Legolas replied, stopping.

"Are you sure you are okay? You were acting rather strangely earlier."

Legolas sighed and rolled his eyes, "Yes." He replied, "I assure you I am completely fine."

"If you say so…" Thranduil said. Legolas walked off.

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Elladan and Elrohir were walking together through the hallway just past noon and were wondering where all the dignitaries, Legolas, Estel, and Thranduil were. They were also using this apparently uneventful time to search for their swords.

"Help! Help! Somebody! Please!" Came a shrieking voice. They both tensed immediately.

Two very beautiful she-elves rushed down the opposite hallway towards them. One of them had dark hair that reminded them of their sister and the other had light brown hair,

"What is wrong, my ladies?" Elrohir spoke first.

"A monster!" The dark haired one exclaimed,

"I-in the room over there!" The brunette continued, pointing to the conference room that all the dignitaries, Legolas, Estel, and Thranduil were currently having a meeting in.

"We were planning a ball in that room when suddenly, a giant spider leapt out!" The dark haired one said, "It was terrifying!" She threw herself into Elrohir's arms, who caught her quite surprised, but also quite pleased.

"Yes! You must help us!" The brunette said, tossing herself against Elladan who reacted the same as his twin.

"Of course!" Elladan said as soon as it was clear they had nothing more to say, "But our swords are gone. We need weapons."

The dark haired one pulled out their swords from her shoulder bag and handed the blades to them.

"I found these." She said, climbing out of Elrohir's arms.

"Thank you, my lady." They said in unison upon receiving their swords.

"Go quickly please." The brunette said also climbing out of Elladan's arms, "And I think it reacts to noise. Scream as loud as you can to startle it, and burst the door open quickly. And run." She told them.

"Will do." Elladan said. The twins shared a glance and ran down the hallway screaming like maniacs.

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"So as you can see, the dust settlement on the wine barrels in the cellars affects the economy…" Thranduil pointed to the chart he had drawn up and rambled on. Estel, sitting in the chair beside Legolas, whispered;

"I thought you were over exaggerating about your father's conference reports." He sighed; more bored than he had been when he was taking history lessons from Erestor.

"I was not exaggerating." Legolas hissed monotonously, running his hands through his short hair. He glanced at the clock, "The twins should be arriving any moment." Legolas stated.

"Good." Estel whispered, "Because I don't think I can stand much more of this."

Suddenly, the door was kicked open to reveal the twins running in with their swords raised high above their heads. They were screaming at the top of their lungs when they burst in on the quiet conference. They were running so fast that they didn't have time to slow down before Legolas pulled the trap string and the board sprung up. Elladan tripped first and sprawled forward, landing on top of the long conference table and sliding the length of it on his face. Elrohir tripped on Elladan and simply fell forward, his sword falling out of his hand and flying across the room into Thranduil's chart about dust collection and the economy. This was all in front of the entire group of Rivendell dignitaries and some from Mirkwood. With Elladan lying on the table, Elrohir on the floor, Thranduil's chart stabbed through, and both Legolas and Estel very hard not to laugh, everybody stared.

Elladan raised his head, still lying on the table and Elrohir got up off the floor.

Thranduil cleared his throat and Elladan smiled sheepishly, trying to figure out what to say.


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I think I should have something to say here. Like 'sorry', or something of the like. So: sorry. For the hiatus. Really, I am.

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At least it wasn't two years long. (Anyone catch that reference?)

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