ADisclaimer: We owns it, yes we does, doesn't we Precious? Yes, yes...*screams as a rope is put around his neck* Okay, we doesn't own it, we doesn't! Let us go, it burns us!

A/N: Well, here's chapter two. There is a slight reference to the fic Thalion which can be found in my favorites. The idea for this prank comes from that part in Thalion too.

The Mirkwood royalty was leaving in a few days and Legolas, Thranduil, and Glorfindel, whose hair was still black, had finally come up with a plan for revenge. All they needed was…

"Three elleth's dresses?" Lord Elrond asked Glorfindel.

"Er, yes," Glorfindel replied nervously.

"And some elleth's makeup? And what, pray tell would you need these items for?"

"Well, we need it to get back at your sons."

"Ah…" Elrond said thoughtfully. "I did say that you three could have your revenge, but what are you planning to do?"

"If I told you that would ruin it!" Glorfindel grinned at Elrond. "So, can we have the items?"

"Yes, you can."

Elrond left the room and returned with three elvish dresses and a box that presumably held the make up.

"Is there anything else? Such as a sleeping potion?" Elrond asked knowingly.

"How did you-…yes, a sleeping potion would be helpful," Glorfindel said.

Elrond got out a sleeping potion from his collection of them and handed it to Glorfindel.

"Have fun! I look forward to seeing the result of you three's handiwork in the morning!"

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That night before the twins and Estel came down to dinner Legolas, Glorfindel, and Thranduil made sure that each of the brothers' glasses of wine had some of the sleeping potion in them. They weren't surprised when halfway through the meal the sons of Elrond excused themselves saying that they were tired and wished to go to bed.

Once dinner was finished Legolas, Thranduil, and Glorfindel bid Lord Elrond goodnight and went to collect there supplies. About two hours later they had finished their revenge and went to bed.

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When Estel opened his eyes he was first aware that his bed was not underneath him instead, there was only air. He opened his eyes and instead of seeing the interior of his room, he saw trees. He was hanging on a rope from the archway at the entrance to Rivendell. He was also wearing some very uncomfortable clothing. He tried to look down and caught a glimpse of…a ruffly dress. Estel screamed, waking Elladan and Elrohir who were suspended beside him.

"Why are you screaming Estel?" Erohir asked sleepily. "There has to have been a better way of waking us up." Elrohir and Elladan then discovered it. The dresses, the trees, them hanging from the archway, and something that Estel had missed. The makeup.

"Are you wearing makeup, tithen gwador?" Elladan asked Estel, then looked at Elrohir. "And you too?"

"What are you talking about?" Estel and Elrohir asked in unison.

"You're wearing makeup," Elladan repeated. "And I'm sure you've both seen the frilly dresses by now."

"You're one to talk," Elrohir told his brother, "seeing as you look about the same as the two of us."

"But who…" Estel started, but then he realized who had done this. Legolas, Thranduil, and, Glorfindel.

"Those little orcs!" Estel seethed.

Then they heard the hoof beats. Someone was coming up the road towards Rivendell. Elladan, Elrohir, and Estel started struggling with their ropes in an attempt to free themselves so as not to be seen by the visitors. But to no avail.

The horses came around the bend and into view of the entrance to Rivendell. The riders were from Lothlorien and among them was Arwen and Haldir. The party stopped when they saw the three brothers dangling from the archway.

"Oh, dear Valar, please let me just disappear!" Estel muttered to himself.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? Three cross-dressing sons of Elrond?" Haldir snickered.

"What have you done this time, brothers?" Arwen asked them trying to hold back her laughter.

"We dyed Legolas, Thranduil, and Glorfindel's hair black," Elrohir admitted. "They obviously didn't appreciate our attempts to help them fit in."

"Obviously," Haldir snickered again.

"Could you get us down?" Estel asked.

"Well, we would, but we have a rather urgent meeting with Lord Elrond and we can't spare the time!"

The party started riding through the archway.

"Please?" Estel pleaded.

"You know, I suppose our meeting isn't that urgent and we could help them down," Arwen said to her companions.

"I suppose so," Haldir agreed. "But, you can't get out of those magnificent get-ups until Lord Elrond sees!"

Estel, Elrohir, and Elladan were let down and they went with Arwen and Haldir to their father's office earning snickers and giggles from passing elves. When they entered the office, Elrond was doing some paperwork.

"We brought you your cross-dressing sons, my lord, "Haldir said holding back a snicker. "They were hanging from the archway at the entrance."

Elrond looked up.

"So this was what Legolas, Thranduil, and Glorfindel were , you do have to admit," he said to Arwen and Haldir, "these three do make wuite lovely ladies!"

And that is the end! Please review!