"Legolas is here!
Elrohir's head snapped up instantly.
"No! Are you serious? He did not tell me he was coming."
Elladan threw himself down on the bench beside his brother.
"Completely serious, I was just down at the gates and saw him. He has a rather impressive retinue with him so I do not think it is a social visit."
"Do you think he is here for this 'oh so important' meeting of father's then?"
"It's most likely, don't you think, since you are not expecting him." Elladan pulled a face then,
"He was not looking very pleased to be here though, I must say, doing his most imperious Thranduil impression. I didn't even get a hello."
Elrohir laughed loudly,
"The two of you do not get along remember....you would be lucky to ever get a hello."
"I do not understand why," Elladan scowled in reply. "I am quite likeable generally. I do not know what he has against me."
"The fact you snapped his head off the first time he met you..."
"That was a misunderstanding," Elladan dismissed it with a wave of his hand.
"You told him his father had been having an affair with Glorfindel."
"You told him that!"
"and you told me!"
But Elladan only frowned,
"No, he gave me that book then and had me talking to Thranduil like he was an idiot. I am sure that was retaliation enough."
"And what about the Lothlorien incident?"
And at that point Elladan completely ran out of arguments. What was there he could say in defence of the Lothlorien incident?
Elrohir had had enough of arguing anyway. He sprung to his feet without warning.
"I must go and see him, where is he? His rooms?"
"The stables last I saw him, trying to control his gathering of woodelves. Really it is like herding cats. I do not know why he keeps trying."
"Find Estel! He will want to see him and it will get his mind off that hobbit he keeps obsessing about, I will meet you back at the house."
And he was off, at a great rate of knots causing general surprise amongst the myriad of Imladrians he nearly knocked over in his mad dash to the stables. He did find Legolas there and discovered Elladan was right. He did not look pleased to be there. He was obviously tense and his men seemed to be having to cope with the worst of it. He stood in the shadows for a second imagining how pleased Legolas would be to see him, that would improve his mood mightily.
"Legolas!" he cried joyfully when he could contain himself no longer.
And Legolas swung around in surprise, the look on his face was not one one of joy, but horror.
"How did you know I was here!" He cried.
"Are you not pleased to see me?" Elrohir threw his arms out wide, "Elladan told me you were here."
"Elladan...." the scowl on Legolas' face deepened, " I should have known."
And Elrohir was confused then. Had Legolas truly not wanted to see him? It had been ages since they had last been together. He had to ask the question.
"You don't want to see me?"
Legolas faltered then,
"I thought....I thought you might not be here.....might be out in the wilderness perhaps. Of course I want to see you." The last was quite hurried and not, Elrohir thought, very sincere.
"What have I done?" he said suspiciously, "What have you done? Is there someone else?"
There was a snigger then, from behind them and Elrohir remembered too late they were standing in the stables, surrounded by a gaggle of Wood Elves who could hear every word of their conversation. The realisation obviously hit Legolas at exactly the same time, It did not improve his mood.
"This is not the place to discuss this." He hissed, "Can you be quiet until we reach my rooms?"
He spun on his heels then, snapped an order at his now giggling men in rapid silvan Elrohir could not understand and strode off, leaving him to follow hurriedly in his wake.
He was just catching him when Legolas made an abrupt turn from the path.
"Where are you going?" he called out,
"To my rooms." the reply was abrupt and dismissive.
"This is not the way Legolas. You should go across the courtyard and in the front door. Has it been so long since you were here you have forgotten?"
"I want to go this way."
This made no sense to Elrohir, no sense at all.
"This way will take much longer and you will have to go in through the servants entrance."
"I want to go this way. If you do not want to follow then go your own way."
So Elrohir was left with no choice but to follow, he had learnt from experience that Legolas could be eccentric but today was really verging on the bizarre. It was worse when they finally made it into the servants quarters of the house. There was still some way to go to get to the suite of rooms Legolas usually occupied during his visits and the whole journey through the corridors was spent ducking and diving and hiding behind corners. It was almost as if Legolas didn't want to be seen.
Was it Elrohir he didn't want to be seen with?
Legolas breathed a sigh of relief as they finally reached his rooms and he leant back against the door with a sigh before locking it shut.
"Why are you locking the door?" Elrohir asked.
"To keep people out."
"Why do you want to keep people out?"
"Elrohir," Legolas snapped finally reaching the end of his patience, "can you do anything other than ask annoying questions?"
"Oh forgive me for not understanding your slightly insane behaviour!" Elrohir had now had enough of this. Being slightly odd was one thing, being totally rude and offensive was another!
They were interrupted then, before things could deteriorate any further by a loud knocking on the door.
"Legolas!" It was Elladan and Aragorn could be heard clearly grumbling behind him about having been bought there.
"I have not heard Legolas is coming, you make this up Elladan."
"No he is here, I swear it." The knocking came louder and then a rattling at the door handle.
"See the door is locked" Aragorn exclaimed, "He is not here for he never locks his door, you know he is claustrophobic."
"Aren't you going to let them in?" Elrohir turned to Legolas wondering why he did not rush to greet his youngest brother and discovered Legolas was no where to be seen. Where had he gone?
"Legolas?" He called out uncertainly.
"Shhh," came a whisper from beneath the bed, "be quiet."
Elrohir got down on his hands and knees and poked his head under the bed to have a look. Sure enough, Legolas was there, like a mouse hiding from a cat.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" Legolas hissed. "I am hiding."
Elrohir began to wonder if Legolas should in fact go to be checked out by his father. Perhaps he had suffered some head injury on the way here?
"Legolas, let us in!!" It was Elladan, demanding attention on the other side of the door and Legolas flinched.
"It is only Elladan and Estel," Elrohir said patiently, thinking he should remain very calm while dealing with this mental health issue, " Don't worry Legolas, They will not hurt you."
"I know that," Legolas hissed, "I just don't want to see them, especially Aragorn. Get rid of them."
"Get rid of them?" How am I supposed to do that?" He found himself caught between a rock and a hard place, between Elladan banging insistently on the door and Legolas madly hissing at him under the bed.
"Go away Elladan!" He called in the end.
"Elrohir! See!" He heard Elladan say to Estel, "See they are in here. Let us in brother, Estel wishes to say hello to Legolas. Do not monopolise him."
What could he say? What could he say? Elrohir thought wildly.
"He is sleeping." was all he could come up with at such short notice.
"What! You have only just got here, he cannot be asleep yet!"
So it wasn't that great an idea, Elrohir thought to himself, what did they expect?
"He was really tired." It sounded pathetic even to his own ears.
"Come on. It is but early afternoon, they have not ridden that far today that he would be that tired."
"Is he injured in some way?" That last was Aragorn, as always worrying about Legolas' health. Elrohir wondered why he did that but still...it might be a good excuse, better than sleeping anyway.
"Yes! Yes!" He grasped at it with glee. It was a mistake.
"Let us in then," cried Elladan anxiously, "We are the healers. Not you!"
"Great, just great," he heard Legolas muttering under the bed, "Get rid of them Elrohir....not tell them the one thing that will ensure they come in here."
It was oh so easy for Legolas, hiding there saying nothing.
"No," he had to say that to stop them breaking down the door. "I got that wrong, he is only a little injured, not at all really."
It didn't work, now the idea of injury was in their heads they would not let it go.
"Elrohir," Elladan was becoming ever more desperate on the other side of the door, "What is wrong with you.....you must let us help him."
"Aargh ..." Legolas whispered with his teeth clenched, if such a thing was possible." Elrohir, come on. It is uncomfortable here, hurry up!"
He said then the first thing that came into his head, he was never good with pressure,
"You can not come in, we are.....occupied."
"Occupied? What do you mean?"
Really, Elrohir sighed to himself, did Elladan have to be so naive, did he have to spell it out.
"We are busy, brother."
Luckily for Elrohir Aragorn was a little faster on the uptake, although given his dubious relationship with his sister Elrohir was not sure he was that pleased about that.
"Ah!" He cried, "Come on away Elladan, they are BUSY! Perhaps we will see them at dinner."
"But Legolas is injured...." Elladan was still protesting,
"They are busy...they have not seen each other for years and they are 'busy' believe me we do not want to interrupt this."
He could hear Aragorn trying to drag Elladan away from the doorway, was he whispering something?
"Oh!!" Elladan exclaimed, "Oh!! Elrohir, seriously....could you not wait? It was you told me to bring Estel here after all."
He let out a breath he did not even know he was holding as he heard them move away from the door.
"Oh that's wonderful Elrohir." Legolas said behind him as he emerged from under the bed. "Now they think we are a pair of sex crazed adolescents."
"I am sure you mean thank you Elrohir," he spat back, "Thank you Elrohir for sending away my friend, thank you Elrohir for covering for my incredibly strange and odd behaviour. What is wrong with you?"
He watched astonished as Legolas sank to the bed, his head in his hands.
"It is a disaster Elrohir."
"What?" He sat down beside him and threw his arm around his shoulders, "It cannot be that bad surely, you have only just got here. Did you and Estel argue when he was in Mirkwood with Mithrander? He did not mention it."
"We have not argued." Legolas was obviously on the verge of tears.
"What then? Why do you avoid him? Are you well, are you sure you have not hit your head?"
"It is worse than that."
"Worse? Worse than a blow to the head. Poison? A spider bite that has affected your mind?" He was beginning to panic.
"Worse! Worse even than that. Elrohir, I have lost his creature!"
I realised I hadn't written these guys being crazy for ages, so here they are! Let's see what damage they can do to the Council of Elrond.