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Title: What we used to be... (#3282)
Author: theoceancalls
Chapters: 1
Archive: Tolkien
Category: Lord of the Rings
Description: What will happen when Elrohir becomes preoccupied with a pretty elleth? What will Elladan do?
Published: 27 Jan 2007
Updated: 27 Jan 2007
Warnings: Maybe Sex references
Type: Angst
Characters: Ellrohir; Elladan; OFC
Chapter 1 - They Meet
Summary: What will happen when Elrohir becomes preoccupied with a pretty elleth? What will Elladan do?
Characters: Elrohir/Elladan/OFC
Pre-LOTR; Arwen is the equivalent of a twelve-year-old
Warnings: PG-13. Possibly some mention of sex in later chapters, I’m not sure yet. Other than that, it would be violence, but who doesn’t like some decent orc-guts?
Disclaimer: I hate these. It always makes me want to cry because I have to say the horrible bloody truth out loud: I don’t own anything LOTR related. I’m not sure I can even claim credit for Eigala.
Note: If anything I writ in here is specifically untrue, TELL ME! If there’s just a possibility, at least try to mention it, please. I’m re-reading the LOTR trilogy, not that it says much about them, and I’m trying to get through the Silmarillion. It is HARD! Hints would be greatly appreciated. Anyway, My Elvish is pretty limited to what I’ve gotten from other stories and other books I have. So that might be off, too. Other than that, italics should be thought, and I think that’s it. Updating might be hard, I’m aiming for once a month, and that’s being optimistic. I think that’s it. If you’re tired of my blathering yell “aye!” Well, no need to be so loud about it.
The Story:
There she was, over by the lilies. He had found her. Elrohir allowed himself a slight smile as he watched her move through the garden. It mad him feel like an elfling again, to be spying like this. But no one could tell he was spying. He could say he was checking to see if his brother had already gone down. He would have to hope the person forgot one twin always knew where the other was, but it would do.
“Elrohir!” His sister burst into the room, a grey swirl. “Come on! Ada is looking for you. Besides, you should be enjoying the party, not watching it.” She continued to spin until finally collapsing onto Elrohir’s bed. Elrohir surveyed Arwen’s state of disarray. This was the girl elves were already calling “Evenstar”?
She was wearing a grey dress in deference to the visiting Lorien elves, among them Galadriel and Celeborn, their grandparents and the lord and lady of Lothlorien. It was loose, and seemed to float, even when she was still. The dress was a gift from their grandparents; the cloth was a particular forte with the Lorien weavers. It looked good on her.
Elrohir smiled wryly. Everything looked good on his sister, or rather, her sister made everything she wore look good. His mother was fond of saying she could make mud look good. And she had, on several occasions.
Elrohir bent over Arwen, who was trying to focus on something. She had twirled all the way from the party to Elrohir’s room, laughing at the way all the colors blurred. It was a good distance though, and had left her dizzy.
“Well let’s go,” Elrohir teased. “You’re the one who said we should enjoy the party.” He frowned in mock concern. “You shouldn’t make yourself so dizzy. Something might happen to you.
“Like what? Arwen demanded. “Your room is one of the safest places in Rivendell.”
“But who said I was a safe person to be around?” Elrohir grabbed Arwen and threw her over his shoulder. She squealed as he started to tickle her.
“Put me down!” Arwen insisted. “Ada will be angry if you muss my dress, and you’ll never hear the end of it if it’s torn.”
“You’re the one who’s struggling,” Elrohir countered. “I’m just taking you down to the party to make sure nothing happens to you.” Arwen went limp.
“This is very undignified,” she grumbled.
“But think of how good it makes me look.” Elrohir poked his sister. “Act like you twisted your ankle.” Arwen muttered something incoherent into his tunic.
“Beg pardon?”
Arwen lifted her head and smirked, though Elrohir couldn’t see it. “You just want to impress the elleths. This has nothing to do with me.”
“Well, it must have something to do with you, considering I’m carrying you back to the party.” Elrohir responded. Arwen mumbled something that sounded like “not my fault.”
“You really should stop burying your face into my tunic. It’s ma favorite and who knows what you could do to it. Besides, you can’t see all the beautiful flowers. Like right now we’re walking through the rose garden. There are the pale pinks, like a maiden’s blush, the shocking reds, reminding me of lips swollen with kisses, there the yellowish ones, your favorite, reminiscent of walks in the moonlight-”
“Does everything remind you of elleths?” Arwen interrupted. “What remands you of Ada, or Elladan, or Nana?”
Elrohir thought for a moment. What did remind him of his family? Ada was books, the smell of new paper and ink, a strong ad steady smell that didn’t fade easily. Elladan was the clash of blades and the laughter from the training rounds. His was the wind in the trees, steady like his father, but prone to quick bursts. Nana was…well, Nana simply was. She was the stars in the night sky, the whisper of a blade of grass, and the music of the sun.
“Elrohir?” He shook his head sharply.
“Sorry, Arwen, lost in my thoughts.”
“Elrohir! There you are!” Elladan ran up to his twin. “What is that on your shoulder? It looks like it might be an elleth.” Arwen began kicking again.
“Stop it! I’m telling Ada if you don’t let me down!” She yelped as Elrohir dropped her.
Elladan rolled his eyes and caught her just before she hit the ground. “You two never stop do you?”
“Stop what, Elladan?” Elrohir asked innocently. Arwen glared at him and stalked off, presumably to tell their father of the monstrous atrocities the Twins had committed yet again. The two watched her go.
"You're busted."
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