Finally, an update! Sorry I was gone so long but work has been crazy and I had no time to write! The second paragraph came to me one night when I was trying to sleep and I had to get up and write it down so I wouldn't forget.

Thanks for all the reviews, favorites, and alerts! It makes me smile that you guys are reading my stories, even if they are predictable, cheesy, and not foolproof! I guess I need to work on some things...

Anyways, this is the last chapter and hopefully I can think of some new ideas and continue writing. Thanks again!

Disclaimer: See chapter one!

The sun shone brightly in Rivendell as noon drew near, illuminating the city and its inhabitants as they went about their day. One fair-haired elf in particular had a smug smile on his face as he walked back to the House of Elrond. Having completed his task, he was ready to report to the elf lord and assure him that Estel's bullying troubles were over.

Glorfindel smiled as he recounted the look on the elfling's faces when he confronted them in front of their parents. He had gathered Sellion and his friends, along with their parents, to talk to them about what had happened with Estel. Although he did not go so far as to threaten them, he had made it perfectly clear to the elflings that there was nothing wrong with Estel and that his entire extended family loved the boy just as he was. He also noted the surprised looks on the parents' faces, confirming Elrond's suspicion that they had no idea about the bullying. He was almost positive the elflings would be receiving another lecture as well as a punishment from their embarrassed parents.

Walking up the steps into the house, Glorfindel heard laughter echoing from the dining hall, followed by what sounded like a battle cry. Rolling his eyes, the blonde elf walked into the hall to see the twin sons of Elrond chasing Estel around the room as Estel somehow managed to dodge their attempts to capture him.

Spotting the latest addition to the room, Estel changed his course at the last second, avoiding Elladan's grasp as he headed for Glorfindel.

"Glorfy, save me!" The boy shouted as he ran into open arms as the elf crouched down to pick the boy up. Glorfindel chuckled as he stood up, successfully dodging Elladan as he tried to make a grab at the boy.

"It seems I have only been gone a moment and here you are, already finding trouble. What shall I do with you, Estel?" He grinned at the boy as he made his way back to the table.

He noticed Elrond at the head of the table watching the scene play out and caught his eye. He nodded at the questioning look and set the boy down in his chair next to Elrohir. Estel's looked up at his Ada, face flushed pink from his excitement.

"It seems you've managed to avoid being captured, ion nin, so you shall be picking what to have for the evening meal." Elrond said as Estel shouted happily. Elladan groaned as he threw himself into the chair on the other side of Estel.

"I have no idea how he has gotten so good at avoiding us, Ada." Elrohir said as he reached over to tickle the child. Estel squealed as he tried to back away from his brother's hands.

"Oh I don't know, maybe he has learned something from watching you two dodge your lessons!" Elrond hinted, sending the twins a knowing look.

"I surely have no idea what you are talking about, Ada!" Elladan exclaimed, averting his eyes as he began aiding his twin in tickling the boy.

Elrond smiled as he watched Estel laugh and try to escape the twins. Glorfindel took a seat next to him and spoke quietly, trying not to draw Estel's attention from the twins.

"As you presumed, the parents had no idea what was going on. Those elflings are sure to get an earful as well as a punishment, even though I may have scared them into never speaking to Estel again." Glorfindel confessed as he watched the boys.

"I have spoken with Estel and it seems that he told Elladan everything last night. He told me the story this morning at Elladan's prompting and he seems to be feeling and acting much better." Elrond assured the other elf, not wanting to retell the story with Estel in the room. Glorfindel caught on and nodded, laughing as he looked to see Estel once again on the floor running from Elrohir and Elladan.

"Estel, please go with your brothers and wash up for your meal." Elrond called, gaining the attention of the boy. Estel nodded and turned to run at Elladan instead of away from him.

Elladan had anticipated this and scooped the boy up as he got near. Elrohir joined them as they headed out of the hall, Elrohir helping Estel to settle on Elladan's back as the elder twin raced down the hall.

"No running in the hall!" Elrond shouted after them, getting only the laughter of all three boys as a response.

Glorfindel chuckled at the elf lord's shout. "Those twins of yours are a bad example, melon nin. Soon it will seem like they are a set of triplets instead of twins!"

"Yes, Estel is becoming just like the twins were at that age, although we are lucky he is not as mischievous as the they were." Elrond agreed as he shook his head.

"Just give him time. I have a feeling the twins have more to teach him than how to avoid his lessons!" Glorfindel laughed, patting Elrond on the back as he got up to go wash up as well.

As Glorfindel left, Elrond smiled as he leaned back into his chair. It seemed that things were becoming normal again, he though to himself as he relaxed to enjoy the small amount of peace and quiet. Just as he was about to close his eyes a loud crash was heard, startling him out of relaxation.

"I didn't do it!" He heard twin voices shout, along with a child's giggle and running footsteps. Yes, things were most definitely going back to normal.

End.