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An UnCONVENTIONAL Vacation	By : kathmco Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: An unCONVENTIONal Vacation

Author: TICS

Rating: NC17

Genre: LOTR, humor, AU, Slash

Summery: Needing a diversion from life in Valinor, Elrond convinces

his friends to sail with him to a new world to experience

new things.

Pairings: Erestor/Glorfindel, Legolas/Elladan, Legolas/Aragorn,

Erestor/Elrond, Erestor/Gil-galad, Legolas/Elrond,

Legolas/Glorfindel

A/N: Originally written for the Secret Santa Swap December 2004.

An unCONVENTIONal Vacation
Chapter 1

"I do not understand why you insist that we must do this, Elrond. It is dangerous, not to mention a frivolous waste of time."
Elrond rolled his eyes at the ebony haired Elf that stood with him on the shores of Valinor, watching the ship being readied for sail. "Honestly, Erestor…you are thousands of years old - when are you going to grow a sense of adventure? The rest of us are bored silly and desire a change of atmosphere. We need some diversions in our lives again! You alone are content to sit idly, reading your dusty tomes all day."
"I do not simply sit and read all day, Elrond. I happen to have a very full life here. Which reminds me, exactly what is your reasoning for stopping at the Grey Havens on the way? That will only waste more time!"
"It is not a waste of time to see old friends, Erestor. We will be picking up Elrohir, Elladan, Legolas, and Aragorn. I, for one, am looking forward to seeing them."
"Why Aragorn? Doesn't having a kingdom to rule keep him too busy for this type of nonsense?" Erestor sniffed, brushing an imaginary piece of lint from his sleeve.
"Aragorn needs a respite, too, Erestor. It is not easy being a king, a husband and a father."
"Bah…" was the only reply Erestor offered. "I suppose, if this folly is inevitable, then I should gather my things together. Eru knows whether we will find even the barest of comforts in this new place." He bowed his head respectfully to Elrond, then departed with his usual quick, no-nonsense step, heading for the home he shared with Glorfindel. Elrond watched him hurry along the path, shaking his head at his old Advisor. "I must speak to Glorfindel about him," Elrond thought, as he turned his attention to the ship once more, "that Elf is strung so tightly it's a wonder he hasn't snapped already."

Several days later, a commotion went up at the docks of the Grey Havens as the billowing white sails of the ship streamed into the harbor bearing Elrond, Erestor, Glorfindel, and Gil-galad to the shores of Arda.
Several familiar faces were waiting for them on the docks, smiling broadly at their arrival. Elrond spotted his twin sons, Elrohir and Elladan standing atop a pile of valises, waving their arms at him frantically. To Elrond, they looked none too steady on their feet. Legolas, son of the Mirkwood King, Thranduil, leaned against a lamppost, grinning and raising a hand in greeting. Elrond allowed himself the brief pleasure of sweeping his eyes up and down the firm form of the Prince, thinking fleetingly that he had filled out a bit since last Elrond had seen him, and that it suited him very well. Standing next to Legolas was Aragorn, Elrond's son-in-law and the current King of Gondor. Aragorn looked haggard to Elrond's keen eyes, the stress of ruling a kingdom showing itself in his careworn eyes, although he also grinned a welcome at the arriving Elves.
Debarking the ship, Elrond left the others on deck as he strode down the gangplank to meet his sons and old friends.

"ADA!" the twins shouted, throwing themselves at the older Elf, draping their arms around him, covering his face with slobbering kisses.
"Get a hold of yourselves! You're making a scene, and you know how I detest scenes!" Elrond hissed, trying to pry his sons off of his person. "I'm glad to see you too, but there are limits! Are you both drunk again?"
"Jush a little, Ada…" Elrohir slurred, covering a hiccup with his hand.
"It was hot and boring waiting for you to get here," his twin Elladan agreed, wobbling a bit on his feet. "We were thirty…er, thirsty."
"Wonderful! You'll spend the entire journey leaning over the railings of the ship hurling over the side. When, might I ask, was the last time you took a break from drinking to bathe?" Elrond frowned, wrinkling his nose at the strong odor emanating from his twin sons. The twins looked at each other, trying to remember.
"Elrond!" Legolas called, striding over to slap Elrond's back in greeting, nearly knocking the older Elf over in the process. "It is good to see you, My Lord! Whoa…Elladan, Elrohir…you smell like goats." He waved his hand in front of his nose, trying to dispel the odor that was making his eyes water. "Dead goats. Weeks dead goats."
"I beg your pardon…we resemble that remark!" Elrohir snorted, leaning against his brother.
"You resemble a pair of cave trolls. Get on board, get below deck, and scour that stench off of yourselves immediately!" Elrond ordered.

Looking at the mound of valises, bags, and boxes piled on the dock, he asked, "Who does all of this belong to?"
"Us, Ada," Elladan called out over his shoulder, as the two staggered up the gangplank.
"All of this? Have you lost what little mind you were born with? We're only going for a week or so! I knew I shouldn't have agreed when your mother insisted that I bring you with us. 'Take the twins, Elrond. They need a vacation, too, Elrond. They miss you, Elrond. You're not touching me again unless you do, Elrond," he said in a high, singsong voice. "Honestly, it's not as if she's that good, anyway…" His mouth snapped shut when he realized that he had said far more than he intended. Blushing a bit, he turned his back on the swaying twins and moved on to greet Aragorn.
"How are you Elrond? How is Celebrian? Galadriel and Celeborn? It's good to see you again! Arwen and Eldarion send their love," Aragorn said, gripping Elrond's hand in greeting.
"They are fine…just fine. You look tired, Aragorn. You must really need this trip…I remember how difficult it is to juggle work and family," Elrond replied, smiling at the dark haired man.
"I do indeed, Elrond. How was the trip over from Aman?"
"Boring. Erestor was a pest the entire way, running about with a map and a compass insisting that we were veering off course. Glorfindel and Gil-galad spent the entire trip debating whether the food was better in the Halls of Waiting or in Valinor…it got to the point where I was seriously thinking of throwing them both overboard and giving them yet another shot at reincarnation."
Laughing, Aragorn and Legolas helped Elrond load the vast amount of luggage onto the ship, before casting off the line. The ship once again sailed out into the blue green expanse of the sea, as the Elves on board greeted those from the shore fondly.
They made themselves comfortable in deck chairs, enjoying the sea breeze and each other's company. Aragorn looked over at Elrond and asked, "Elrond, exactly where is it that we're going, anyway? You wouldn't tell us before…you just said it was a surprise."
"I was given some information from my mother-in-law about a certain event that is held once a year far, far to the West…further even than the shores of Aman. It seems that each year at this time, people from all over that land gather in one place with the express intention of honoring, nay, worshiping us."
"Us? Why would anyone want to worship us?" Legolas asked, raising his elegant brow.
"I do not know. I know only that they do, and that this event is called a 'convention.' I thought it would be an interesting diversion to show ourselves in the flesh, and see what happens!" Elrond replied, enjoying the stunned looks on his fellow Elves' faces.
"I am not an Elf, Elrond. Why am I going?" Aragorn asked, a bit put off at not being told that he was going to meet a bunch of Elf-worshippers.
"They do not only honor us, Aragorn…they honor you too. Even the Rohrrim, Hobbits, and Dwarves have their admirers! I believe it will prove to be a most interesting trip!"
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