A/N: Shock horror! I've finally updated! Sorry for the delay I hope you enjoy the new chapter!

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Legolas was nervous.  Aragorn was late for the hunt. What's keeping him? He wondered.

People were beginning to ask questions, all anxious to get started.  The yearly orc hunt had become a big event in Rivendell over the past few years, with the growing number of orcs in Middle Earth it had become a necessity for the Elf's to try and keep their numbers down and away from Rivendell's surrounding area for the safety of the city and for the safety of the surrounding villages of other folk of the area.

Legolas started fidgeting with an arrow from his quiver while biting his lip deep in thought.

"Arrows Aragorn? Where is your sword?"

Legolas jumped, dropping the arrow and spinning around to face the person who had caught him by surprise.

"Lor- err father! You surprised me." He bent down and picked up the arrow and placed it back in his quiver hurriedly.

Elrond nodded and smiled slightly, it had been many years since he had been able to sneak up on the ranger successfully, Aragorn may not have an Elf's hearing or heightened senses but he had developed his own ways of knowing when an Elf was sneaking up on him.  It had come in handy for his foster son, especially with two mischievous brothers. Thought the lord

"Legolas has my sword, we lost a bet with the twins last night, we have to use each others weapons for this hunt as part of the forfeit. "

The Elf lord gave him a curious look.  "It seems very out of character for you to bet such a thing."

He squinted slightly and cocked his head.  "You do not look right today Aragorn, here is something different in your eyes."  He leaned in closer to Legolas and peered into his eyes.

Before he could say anything more Aragorn appeared in the courtyard.  Everyone gasped at the sight before them, Legolas could only stare in shock.

Aragorn had dressed like…well Aragorn.  He wore an old brown tunic and worn black leggings held up by a black belt with a silver buckle and heavy leather boots with his sword hanging at his side.

This would have looked fine on Aragorn but on Legolas they were about a size or two too big and hung off his leaner frame.

Aragorn had tried most of the morning to braid his hair the way Legolas usually wore it to no success, he had got so annoyed with it he had briefly considered hacking it all off with his sword, but after thinking of what Legolas might do to him if he did he decided against it.  So now all his hair was tied back with a thin cord of leather. 

Aragorn approached Legolas and his foster father paying no attention to the stares he was receiving from the whole courtyard.

He was only aware of the deathly silence when he stopped to greet his father; he looked around at everyone "What?"  This seemed to snap everyone out of their trances and they went about their business, trying not to glance back at the strangely dressed prince of Mirkwood.

Elrond finally found his tongue.  "That's quite an interesting new look for you Legolas." He tried not to laugh at the look Aragorn was giving Legolas, it reminded him of the time when Gandalf had woken up with a purple beard and a shaved head after a party he had held a few millennia ago.  Aragorn had a look similar to the one Gandalf had had when he first saw his reflection.

"It is not permanent far- my lord, I lost another bet last night, so now I have to dress like this for the hunt."

"Something tells me you two drank too much this time for you to make such bets and lose." Smiled the Lord

"Everyone seems to be here except my other two sons, do you know where they are?"

As if on queue the twins entered the courtyard.  They were dressed in a similar fashion, both in dark green tunics and black leggings of similar designs.  They tried to hide their laughter when they saw Legolas dressed like a young Elf child playing war in is father's clothes and Aragorn trying, and failing to hide his shock and distaste.  They had hoped the spell had worn off by now but judging by the way Legolas was dressed they were wrong.

"Ah there you are my sons…where have you been?" 

"The library." They both answered in union.

Elrond was suspicious, whenever his sons went into the library for long periods of time it meant they had a prank planned.  He only hoped this time he wouldn't be on the receiving end of it this time, even to this day he still got nervous around custard. "Elladan, Elrohir can we have a word in the stables?" Asked Legolas as he turned and began to walk towards the stables.

"Of course Aragorn" answered Elladan, grinning from ear to ear.

 Legolas, leaving Aragorn with Elrond, led the twins off to the stables.

"Now what do you suppose those three are up to?"  Wondered Elrond out loud as he looked at Aragorn.

"What is wrong Legolas? You have the same look in your eyes as Aragorn, there's something not quite right about it."

Aragorn was beginning to get slightly nervous about being left alone with his father while he was talking like this.

Elrond leaned in closer, trying to get a good look at Aragon's eyes.

"Err I think I hear Aragorn calling, I think I should go see to it, until the hunt Lord Elrond!"  With that he bowed and dashed off towards the stables.

Elrond watched Aragon's departure with curiosity.  "Something is not right, not right at all."

Aragon arrived at the stables in time to see Legolas pin Elladan to a wall in anger. 

"What do you mean you cannot find a cure?  There must be something!"

Elladan incredibly managed to stay calm as he gently pulled Legolas off him and smoothed out his tunic.  "What I meant to say is that there is no cure in Rivendell, the root of the plant we need to complete the potion for the spell no longer grows here, the lady Galadrial grows it in Lothlorien."

"Well why don't you two go and get some then?" Asked Aragorn

Elrohir let out a gasp.  "We cannot see the lady of the woods after what we did to her last time she visited!  She would throw a fit!"

"Well then why not just send a messenger?"

"Aragorn you do not understand; if we sent a messenger we would have to give reason for wanting such a rare root, and if you remember rightly know one is supposed to know about your predicament.  Now if we go asking for the key ingredient of only known cure for your condition someone is going to ask questions."

Elladan spoke up.  "And the fact that the lady grows them as part of her own private collection would make one somewhat difficult to acquire.  Therefore we have reached the truly difficult decision of having the two of you go.  It is for your cure after all."

Aragorn had to use all his elfin strength to hold Legolas back after hearing this.

"You cowards!  Why must you torture us further?  I have half a mind to tell Lord Elrond right now and put an end to this madness!"  Legolas was on the verge of screaming at them all now while struggling to escape the steel grip Aragorn had on him.

When it seemed he had finally exhausted himself Elladan spoke again.  "Do you like being mortal Legolas?  Would you rather wait twice as long for the cure or would you rather you went yourselves and take the cure as soon as the root is added?"    

Legolas thought about this for a moment.

"We will leave at first light tomorrow"

Elrohir clapped his hands together and smiled.  "Well now that that is sorted I say we have some fun!"

As if on queue horns signalling the start of the hunt rang out across the courtyard.

The twins ran out exited to be finally out of the Library and into the warm light of day, their outrageous battle cries could be heard by all.

"Well I think we had better get going or there will be no orcs left for us!"  Said Aragorn in a merry tone of voice.  He was looking forward to the hunt, it always gave him a chance to put all his problems behind him for a few hours and vent any frustrations he may have.  This year he was also looking forward to trying out his new elfin abilities.

"Come on Legolas it will do you good to get out all your anger at my brothers and put it into something useful"

He grabbed Legolas by the arm and dragged him out the stables his other arm raised waving his sword in the air ready for battle.      

A/N:  Once again sorry for making you all wait so long or the next chapter, I'm really bad when it comes to finding time to write and update but I do get it done eventually!