Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas or Thranduil.

Warning- Like my Tribble stories, this is slightly bizarre.

"But-"

"Not listeniiiiing!"

"But-"

"Lalalalalalala!"

"Ada!"

"Did anyone see where I put my wine glass?"

"Adaaaaaaa!"

"Lalalalalala!"

"Oh forget it!"

"Good idea."

"ARGH!" Legolas had had enough of his father's behavior. It was grating on his nerves. All day, ALL THE VALAR CURSED DAY! he'd been trying to get his father to let him go to Gondor, but nooooo. His Ada wouldn't even let him finish as soon as the name Gimli was mentioned. Stupid father and his stupid prejudices.

"I'll just go without your permission then! So... so... SO THERE!"

At that announcement, Thranduil froze and slowly looked at his son, "You DARE defy MEEEEEE?!"

Legolas stuck his chin unreasonably high in the air as said, "Yup."

That was it. Thranduil was not having this behavior from his son, "GUARDS! Throw him in the dungeons!" he yelled while dramatically pointing his finger at Legolas.

"But, your highness, we cannot put the crown prince in jail!" one of the guards protested.

"FINE! As King of Smirkwood, I hereby order you to put him in," Thranduil paused for dramatic effect, "SOLITARY CONFINEMENT FOR AN INDEFINITE AMOUNT OF TIME!"

Everyone gasped. Nobody knew what that was, but it sounded bad, therefore, they gasped.

A guard scuttled up to the king as whispered something in his ear. Thranduil appeared to think for a minute before muttering something back, the guard's mouth made an 'o' shape and he nodded before walking up to Legolas and saying, "Legolas, Crown Prince of Mirkwood-"

"Smirkwood." the Elvenking interrupted.

The guard looked confused, but continued anyway, "Crown Prince of Smirkwood, by order of the king, I am here to escort you to solitary confinement."

Legolas looked confused, "What is solitary confinement?"

"That's what I asked-" the guard clapped his hand over his mouth, he hadn't meant to say that... "I mean, you will be locked in a dark, damp room, by yourself, for Valar knows how long."

Legolas looked horrified, "But Adaaaaaaaa, I'm too old to be put in timeout!"

Thranduil looked imperious, sniffed once, and turned away, with his nose in the air.

The guards started to drag Legolas away, he started to scream and beg but Thranduil ignored him with his usual, "Lalalalalalalalalala! I can't hear you! Laaaaaaaa!"

Though their behavior was childish, there aresome things to be learned from this story.

Moral #1- If you are a Prince, the term prison is changed to Solitary Confinement, or Royal Timeout.

Moral #2- Do not cross Thranduil, especially once he's started calling himself the King of Smirkwood. That means he's getting sassy. Nothing worse than a sassy Thranduil

A/N: Just a bizarre little oneshot. I don't know why I write stuff like this. My attempt at a serious story is not going well, so when that is finished, expect nothing but nonsense from me for a while. Review and let me know what you think of this. Also inform me if you are interested in any more bizarre oneshots, or something longer, yet still bizarre. It appears that this is what I am best at! :) Rousdower out!