In response to Skyfire's 1st challenge which had to include:

 

>>>>"Get it out!"
"I'm trying, but-" grunt "-it's stuck."
"What do you *mean* it's stuck?!"<<<<

 

Title: Tricky Situation
Author: TrinityTheSheDevil

Rating: G

Disclaimer: Don't own'em.  At all.  *sigh*

Summary: Glorfindel overhears something.  Hehehehehehehehe. 

 

Thanks to Karine, who beta'd it.  :D

 

*ahem*  Wrote this in under 5 minutes.  Forgive me if it sucks.  LOL.  Enjoy.

 

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Glorfindel muttered to himself as he quickly ran down the hall.  He had several meetings with Lord Elrond today, not to mention all the archery classes.  Some days, he wondered if it were just simpler to lie in bed.  'Na', he mused to himself, 'Rivendell would be a disaster when I finally did get up.'

 

His foot paused in mid-step as he heard grunting sounds coming from the stairway.  Creeping along like a silent cat, he awaited to see what it was.

 

"This...isn't...funny."

 

"Well, you can't help but laughing.  I mean, seriously.  Who knew it was that big?"

 

"Well, certainly not me.  Grease it down and see if you can slide it out.  GENTLY!"

 

"Okay, okay.  I'm trying."

 

*Pause*

 

Glorfindel's eyes widened, and he strained his elven ears to hear what was going on.

 

"What are you waiting for?"

 

"These things take time you know.  I could damage something if I pull it out too fast."

 

*growl*

"Get it out!"

"I'm trying, but-" grunt "-it's stuck."

"What do you *mean* it's stuck?!"

"I mean, if you don't shut your trap, I'm going to yank your ears off."

"Well please, yank SOMETHING, and get it out!"

"WHAT DO YOU THINK I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO DO?!"

*soft mumble*

"Valar, my head gets caught in the strangest places."

Glorfindel choked, and finally decided that enough was enough.  Striding out into the stairway to put a stop to this ... kinky ... disturbing ... nonsense, the Elf paused to assess the situation.

On the floor, were Elladan and Elrohir, half naked and surrounded by butter and other various greasy stuff.  Elladan was leaning behind Elrohir, whom appeared to ... have his head stuck between the railings on the stairs.

"ELLADAN!  ELROHIR!  What in the Valar are you two DOING?!" 

"GLORFINDEL!"  Elrohir squeaked.  "Uhhh ... what a surprise seeing you here!  Sooo, what brings you around the stairway?"  Elrohir winced as Elladan tugged again.

"I was on my way to a meeting with your father.  How did you get your head stuck in the railing?!  NO!  WAIT!  I don't..want...to know!"  Glorfindel sighed and threw his hands upwards.  After a few minutes, he got an evil grin on his face.

"Uhh...Glorfindel.  What...uh...are you doing?"  Elladan asked, and wondered if he should run.

Glorfindel smiled, and raised a hand to his mouth.

"Ohhhh, EEEESSSTTTTEEELL!!   LEEEGGGOOOLLLAAASS!  COME QUICK!"

Elrohir's eyes widened and he started frantically trying to pull his head out.  "Glorfindel!  You can't!  I mean, seriously!  You just can't!"

The Elf Lord chuckled.  "Ohhh, yes I can.  And I did.  Have fun!" 

Glorfindel cheerily strutted out of the room as Aragorn and Legolas came skidding to halt just where he had been standing.

"What have you two done NOW?!"  Estel sighed. 

"Ai, Valar."  If Elrohir could have, he probably would have banged his head against a wall.

 

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End.  :D