A/N: So I'm extremely sorry for the delay, but life can be hectic and I've got major exams coming up so my brain has been otherwise occupied. However I will try and update sooner next time. Happy? Well then, read onwards...

Chapter Three

To say it was unusual for King Elessar to wake up encompassed in warmth now that he was an adult would be an understatement; his brain couldn't register the feeling. The only time he did would be with Arwen and whoever he was with right now smelt nothing like her. It wasn't an unpleasant smell, faint and musky but it was something he would normally associate with males. So he naturally shot out of the bed with a cry when he finally figured out he was in bed with another male. And judging by the amount of heat emanating from the room, it was more than one.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he realised he was still wearing the clothes from yesterday and his shock turned to amusement when he saw the twins lying on the mattress with the covers twisted between the both of them. Elladan had his fist close to Elrohir's face and Elrohir was an inch away from falling off the bed and onto the floor.

He shook his head as his memory of yesterday's events returned and grimaced at his behaviour. He made a mental note to send a messenger to the hobbits by the name of Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took before he remembered they would be arriving here today.

They were coming today.

Everyone was coming today.

His eyes widened and he set off at a sprint from the room, passing startled servants and a very distraught Elf named Haldir before bursting into his bedroom. Arwen looked up from the bed and sat in shocked silence at his appearance. After calming himself down he began to speak in incoherent sentences, stopping every now and then for a gasp of air.

"My love, everyone...today...coming for meeting...red letter...organize...food...father-in-law," he managed to say before stumbling to the bed and collapsing into the soft mattress.

Arwen merely smiled and pulled him completely onto the bed so that his head was in her lap and he was curled up like a small child. She stroked his hair while saying softly "It's alright, Estel. I organized everything last night while you were asleep," pausing, she smiled at the thought of her brothers curled up with their adopted brother before continuing, "No worries. They all have rooms and Ada, Grandmother and Grandfather will all stay in our wing. There is enough food for us all and you know Grandmother doesn't hate you. Neither does Ada though it might be wise to be extremely polite around him. We will get through this..."

He nodded sleepily before succumbing completely, snoring gently into her dress. She pushed him off and tucked him in so he wouldn't catch a cold before moving to her chest of drawers and pulling out 'The Letter'. Settling back into the bed, she reread the letter that was causing all the trouble...

***

Arwen Undomiel,

As the war with Sauron is over, you will no doubt be expecting peace. However we at The Academy are here to shatter this dream you may have, as it is not real and just a dream. In the next year, you will be flooded with enemies of a new kind. Mary-Sue's are your worst nightmare and will try and take your loved ones from you and ruin any semblance of peace you ever had for your world.

They understand no language and choose to twist your minds so you can realize what they say. They only live for "tru wuv" and run on teenage hormones. They are mostly concerned about appearance but some will be different. For you to fully understand this, you and anyone who was in the Fellowship who might be a unwanted lust object, in exactly two days when you are all gathered together will then be taken to The Academy where you will be taught how to defend yourselves against these slavering idiotic creatures. We look forward to meeting you.

My best wishes,

Headmaster of The Academy

***

Sighing, she placed the letter to the side of the bed and took the second one, which belonged to Aragorn, from the side table. It was nearly identical except his name was there in the place of her name. She frowned, before realising she had to change and wake up Estel so that they could greet their friends and family who would be shortly arriving from all over Middle-Earth.

She shook her husband awake and then called for her maid. Changing into a beautiful formal dress of elven design, she waited as Aragorn changed himself before emerging from their room together. He offered her his arm and she gracefully accepted, ever the paragon of behaviour and decorum. You wouldn't think, she thought to herself as they walked to the greeting hall where they were to meet the arrivals, that in her youth she was labelled as a troublemaker and had often helped her mischievous brothers in the pranks they played on their babysitter Glorfindel and sometimes Erestor.

But looking at her now she was as boring as the haughty ladies of the Gondorian court who she spent the majority of her time with. A few were kind and similar to her, but most were too proud to even think of doing something that was physically exerting without having some sort of maid do most of the physical work for them.

Maybe this Academy will let her have more freedom. She smiled at that, berating herself mentally. She wasn't confined in any way now but if she did pull any pranks, she would immediately be labelled 'unlady-like' and 'improper' and Aragorn would be mocked for choosing such an unsuitable wife for the role of queen.

By the time she shook the vestiges of the last thought from her head, they had arrived in the Entrance Hall and were surrounded by those they held dear to them. Feeling her arm slip from Aragorn's, she melted into the crowd to find her father and grandmother. There had been a tense atmosphere the last time she had seen them together. Her father still held a grudge against Aragorn for taking his daughter away from him and Galadriel was happy with whatever choice Arwen made, so naturally was annoyed at her son-in-law for making her beloved granddaughters transition into the society of men harder than it should have been.

"Ada! Grandmother! It has been far too long since you last visited us, how have you been?" she murmured, her relatives hearing her perfectly well because of their enhanced hearing. Elrond glowered at Galadriel before enveloping his daughter in a hug.

"Arwen, you are right. It has been too long. How has that foster son of mine been treating you? You look thinner than before...are they feeding you properly here?"

Arwen and Galadriel shook their heads and sighed in unison. Elrond only brought up the fact that Aragorn was his foster son so that it would seem immoral to her that she had married him. But it never worked as Galadriel backed Arwen in this matter and nobody argued with Galadriel. She could beat anyone at mind games. And Arwen knew that her father was just desperate for her to come back home to Rivendell. After all, her brothers were not the best company for a relatively sane person.

But after greeting her grandmother and grandfather, she meandered around until she found Aragorn again. He was standing in a group holding two hobbits by their ears and surrounded by elves and humans alike. She smiled at the companionship between most people here and how even the ones who hadn't met before were getting acquainted. Glorfindel and Erestor were talking to a tired Bilbo and Haldir was hounding a harassed looking Gondorian guard. Tapping Aragorn on his shoulder, she gestured for him to start his speech before having a thought. Her eyes widened and she rushed to the front of the room where the final person to arrive; Samwise Gamgee and his wife Rosie were crossing the threshold and had just entered.

"Noooo...." Arwen shouted as everyone in the hall turned around and stared in confusion at the supposedly sane queen. The ones who could read minds all gasped simultaneously and moved forward to bar the newcomers.

***

For you to fully understand this, you and anyone who was in the Fellowship who might be a unwanted lust object, in exactly two days when you are all gathered together, all of you will then be taken to The Academy where you will be taught how to defend yourselves against these slavering idiotic creatures. We look forward to meeting you.

***

Suddenly everyone was hurled into the centre of the hall by some unseen force and brought into a close circle. The word went around to those who hadn't realised what was going on by the ones who did and didn't want everyone in a panic. Arwen clutched Aragorn's arm and prayed that everyone was going to be safe. A mighty rumble resonated around the room and then all was dark.

The tension radiating from those, in what would later be called the "waiting room" was palpable. Nobody was quite sure of where they were and what was actually happening apart from the basics that they had just found out from their friends. Then a gust of wind from an open door somewhere and a flickering light appeared in the distance and weakly illuminated a small person moving fluidly towards them. In the background, the barking and snarling of dogs could be heard.

Haldir unconsciously gripped Lord Celeborn's arm and Galadriel glared at the pair of them. Celeborn shrugged apologetically at his wife before shaking off a terrified Haldir.

"I don't like dogs..."

"You're our great March warden and you are scared of some little beasts? I'm frightened to think of what would happen to our beloved Lothlórien if it was ever beset by a pack of hounds..." snorted Celeborn. Everyone who heard him smiled and their mood lightened slightly. Those who didn't relaxed when they saw the others relaxing slightly.

Well, Elladan and Elrohir had to get their influence from somewhere and Celebrían had her father's sense of humour.

Elrond merely continued to stare at the figure that was steadily approaching. To the elves in the group the person seemed to be a child, only reaching up to their elbows but as it drew nearer they could make out it was female and also a fully grown adult. She was wearing a cape and had pulled the hood down so that it covered her face but the cape also billowed out and revealed some feminine features underneath the clothes she was wearing. Arwen stiffened, wary of this stranger and so did all the other females in the group.

As they stepped protectively towards their significant other, the woman stopped before them and lowered her hood. Black hair tied back in a tight plait and sharp features glared at them; skin the colour of an Easterlings. She was tiny, but something about her made Arwen worry about her safety. Contemplating how much authority this little woman was exuding, she stood silent in thought before being interrupted by a cough.

"Welcome to the Academy."

A/N: Woo. They're finally there. Next chapter I shall introduce you to the teachers and the subjects and you shall get some hints about whom the elusive Headmaster is. (To be honest, it isn't that hard to figure out as long as you have a brain in your head.)

Now, any mistakes in spelling that you have noticed? And I really would like it if anyone would be interested in becoming a teacher at The Academy. Once you message me your details, I shall fit you in and tell you what subject you will teach next chapter.

Just tell me your name, basic description and what you enjoy. Subjects that will be assigned are things like;

1. Sue-recognition

2. Sue Baiting

3. Logic and its uses

4. The Art of weapons

5. The History of Sues

6. Team Skills

7. Defensive Systems

And etc. So if you're interested please tell me in a review or PM me. And if you want me to just put you in anyways, I'll try and see what I can do. I promise to try and update soon but I will be busy so it depends on how much time I have. Either way I hope you enjoyed the chapter and review!

Lotsa love,

O.N