Disclaimer: I don’t own Aragorn, Arwen, Elrond, or anything/anyone/anywhere in this story.  J.R.R Tolkien does!

They were sitting in a sunlit meadow. “Estel, we must get married!” Arwen whispered. “Yes, dear. We will, as soon as we get past your father,” Aragorn replied. ” That might be harder than you think. Amme’s stories always told of Ada being a prankster.  After all, ‘Dan and ‘Ro had to get their spirit from somewhere!” Arwen groaned. “We’ll find a way,” Aragorn reassured her. “Ada’s really got his heart set on stopping you two, you know,” a new voice said. “Elladan! Elrohir! What are you doing here?” cried a furious Arwen. “Ada sent us to watch you to make sure you wouldn’t run off,” came the twins’ reply. Arwen sighed. “We best be getting back now,” she said, “and you too!” The foursome headed through the forest, back to the “Last Homely House” where it was time for dinner.

Poor Elrond really had no idea how to stop Aragorn from marrying Arwen, at least until he heard the twins talking. “Did the new bottle of sneezing powder come in yet?”  That gave him the perfect idea. “Sneezing powder. . . wedding rehearsals. . . flowers. . .” he mused. Then, it came to him. “I’VE GOT IT!!!!!!!!!” he cried. “Got what?” Elladan asked. “Oh, uh, my lucky penny! I found it again! Yay!” he said. “Yeah, right.” “No, really!” “Nuh-uh! I know what you’ve got!”  The lord of Rivendell was suddenly afraid. “Don’t . . . tell. . . ANYONE, ” he snarled. “Understand?” “Yes, Father.” “Good. Off you go now.” He just couldn’t afford to let his plan be ruined. All he had to do was put sneezing powder in the flowers. . .

It was the day of Wedding Rehearsal #1. Elrond had gotten the “special” flowers all ready. He presented the bouquet to Aragorn, who bent to sniff the flowers. Just in time, the twins had realized their sneezing powder was missing, and realized what Elrond had done. They rushed into the middle of the rehearsal. “Don’t smell the flowers, idiot!” they yelled desperately. Aragorn whirled around. “DON’T CALL ME IDIOT EVER AGAIN!” he roared. “I AM ARAGORN SON OF ARATHORN AND THE KING OF GONDOR SO DON’T CALL ME AN IDIOT!” “Okay, okay!” Elrohir replied. Aragorn, however, raised the flowers to his nose, and the twins had to do something, so they tackled him. Arwen didn’t want to see how that would turn out, so she snapped her eyes shut. When she opened them again, her husband-to-be was trying to decide which one of her brothers to kill first. “You know what? I’ll settle this,” she cried. She grabbed the bouquet and took a deep breath in. “NOOOOO!!!” her brothers yelled, trying to pull the beautiful roses away. Too late! Arwen started practically sneezing her lungs out while Aragorn was still working on murdering her brothers. “What happened?” Aragorn screamed. “Sneezing powder!” Elladan cried. Aragorn, just to test it, sniffed the bouquet. Then he started sneezing so badly he could hardly breathe! “Idiot! Stupid, stupid Estel!” Elrohir yelled. “I SAID, DON’T CALL ME IDIOT!!!!!!!!” he shrieked. It was total chaos. Aragorn, while sneezing his head off, was chasing the twins around trying to strangle them while yelling, “THAT WILL TEACH YOU TO CALL ME AN IDIOT!!!!” Arwen knelt on the ground sneezing violently, and most of the Fellowship, because they had been invited to the wedding and wanted to see if there was really sneezing powder in the flowers, were sneezing too. Meanwhile, Elrond had conveniently disappeared. . .
TBC
Amme = mother
Ada = father
Estel = yet another name for Aragorn

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