“Stop it!”
Elladan grinned. “Stop it? Stop what? I am not doing anything.”
Ten seconds later, it repeated.
“I said, stop it!”
“What? What did I do?”
Elrohir growled. “Stop it, Elladan! Ada, make him stop!”
Elrond sighed and looked over his book. “What is he doing?”
“He is touching me!”
“Is that all? Elladan, whatever you are doing is annoying your brother. Stop it.”
Moments later, his words went unheaded.
“STOP! I said to stop it! Ada, tell Elladan to go to his room!”
Another sigh came from Elrond. “Someday, you may well regret that you put up such a fuss over him touching you.” Elrond closed his book and took it to his bedroom, leaving a pair of befuddled peredhel in his wake.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Elrond and his sons