Well, I don't really know what to say about this except I was going through one of my folders on my computer and I found this. It's dated November 3, 2014 as when it was last edited and I totally forgot about it xD

Probably a good thing....

Okay, so basically it's a bunch of random short stories that are true (about Middle Earth) and then one random story of when Legolas was like five and liked to harass people. 

So. 

This one is about Thranduil's life story:

Once upon a time, there was a cunning and skilled warrior. He was mighty in power and he raised his son to be like him. The small elf-child was called Thranduil, and he quickly grew to be a mighty swordsman, bow-master, and prince. His Father taught him much about being a good ruler. Something that Thranduil also had was a sense of humor because he really liked parties. His father, though, was a bit more serious but when his son was little he made sure to throw some royal forest parties once in a while. When Thranduil was approaching his adult years, he was more or less 200 years old or so, his father fell in battle. The Last Alliance and a host of other creatures of good had fought valiantly, against Sauron and the hosts of Mordor, though still many lives were lost. Thranduil inherited his father's realm of Mirkwood and began his rule. He was a good king. The end. 

This is the story of Elrond's parents: 

Once upon a time there was a couple, Eärendil and Elwing. One was human and one wasn't. Eärendil was human and Elwing was an elf (daughter of Dior and Nimloth)  and so they got married and had two lovely sons. They were twins and were named Elrond and Elros. The children were the first of the line of the half elven and powerful was their lineage. They were also were powerful because they had some magic left over from their really cool genetics from Melian, their grandmother, who was a Maia. One day there was an issue with a war (War of Silmarils, stupid Fëanor) and Elwing with her two sons was kidnapped. By Maglor. Second eldest of Fëanor's sons. Luckily he was nice to them and didn't chuck them in the forest to die (*cough cough* Celegorm) Eärendil built a speedy white ship called the Vingilot and sailed to Valinor (tried to) to talk to Manwë. He got there safely, probably because he had the Silmaril, and the was the first mortal to ever stop foot on Valinor. Luckily he got to talk to the Valar. Meanwhile, Elrond and Elros were rescued, and Elwing turned into a white bird (a swan) and waited for Eärendil. And Elrond and his brother had to make a choice. Since they were half-elven, they had to chose to be either mortal (human) or immortal (elf). Elrond chose to be immortal and his brother decided to be mortal. Elros founded Numenor and was the first king of the Numenoreans. A.K.A the Dunedain. So they both grew strong and wise and eventually Elros died but Elrond went on to have three children with his wife, Galadriel and Celeborn's daughter, Celebrian. His children were Arwen, she was the youngest, and the twins Elladan and Elrohir. The end. 

This one didn't happen. I think:

Once upon a time there was a dwarf who was named Gloín and he had a son whose name was Gimli. Gimli was a very naughty dwarf because he always stole his father's gold. Gloín kept getting very mad at Gimli because one night, he was going to a party. He was looking for his fancy gold chain mail to wear. He looked and looked. However, it turns out that Gimli had it, so to punish him, Gloín banned him from drinking ale for two days. Gimli was so upset about this that he started crying really hard. So, he drank all his dad's ale, and when Gloín found out he threw him in prison with a bunch of water. Gimli cried even harder because ale was his favourite thing in the world. So, his dad let him out of jail but Gimli had to promise that he would make his dad a new ale-cup out of pure gold and never steal his stuff ever again. The end.

This one did actually happen:

Once upon a time there was a family of Dunedain and the mother and father had recently given birth to their child. They decided to name him Aragorn and they thought he was very handsome. When Aragorn was, like, 17 or something, his parents died so Elrond decided to raise him in Rivendell. Aragorn grew to be a Dúnedain just like his parents and since the Dúnedain are descended from Elros, Elrond's brother, Elrond loved him very much just like his own sons, except for he called him Estel (which means Hope in Sindarin because he was the Dúnedain's last hope or something) for security reasons or because he wanted him to figure out his own destiny. Aragorn (Estel) was best friends with the twins (Elrond's sons) and when he first met Arwen he fell in love with her. Arwen thought he was a creeper at first but then they got to know each other and she fell in love with him too. So they all lived together in Rivendell, only once Aragorn and Arwen went to Lothlórien to visit Galadriel and on a random hill they decided to get married eventually. How nice. Elrond didn't really approve because although he was fond of Aragorn he felt that Arwen should marry someone more attractive (an elf, maybe?) but Arwen didn't listen. They all lived happily ever after. The end. 

Okay, this one definitely didn't happen:

One day in a place called Middle-earth there were two young elf lords named Elladan and Elrohir. They were twins. There father just happened to be Elrond, Lord of Rivendell. Elrond had a partnership with Northern Mirkwood and with their great King Thranduil so thats how come the twins were friends with Thranduil's son Legolas. They were very very mischievous and highly enjoyed playing pranks on people. One day they decided that today they would draw on Thranduil's face with their mother Celebrian's lipstick while he was sleeping. When Elladan and Elrohir came back to Mirkwood they was smuggled an entire collection of their mother's lipstick in their boots! Legolas begged his father to invite the twins over for a sleepover and Thranduil said yes. Later that night, while Thranduil was in bed sleeping (after one of his fabulous parties so he was tired) the twins and Legolas padded in barefoot. "Shh," legolas reminded them solemnly. "Don't wake him."

They carefully drew close to the great King's bed, and, stifling their giggles, uncapped Celebrian's lipstick.

"Let's give him a beard like the dwarves," suggested Elladan in a hushed whisper. 

"Yes!" laughed Legolas. 

"Shh!!" Elrohir reminded them. 

Legolas carefully drew the red tip of the lipstick across Thranduil's face. A bright crimson steak appeared there. Elrohir giggled. Elladan then took a bright pink one and curled a thick, dark line across the sleeping king's face. Then it was Elrohir's turn. They all took turns and soon were finished with a bright, red and pink beard on Thranduil's face. They laughed to themselves and tiptoed out.

The morning sun brushed across Thranduil's face. He sat up, startled. 

Did I really sleep that long? he thought to himself. Then he remembered Elrond's sons were with Legolas. He leaped out of bed and caught his reflection in his mirror. He yelped in surprise. "What the--" he started. "LEGOLAS!!" he yelled. He stormed out of his room. 

"Ada?" said Legolas timidly, appearing around the corner with a piece of apple in his hand. He saw his father and burst out laughing. 

"Thats not funny," Thranduil said sternly, breathing deeply to control his temper. "I cannot believe you would-" He paused as the twins appeared in the doorway. 

"Good morning," they chorused, hiding their smiles as best they could. 

"This is your fault!" Thranduil said aggressively. He softened his tone. "That was not amusing. To me. I shall be telling Elrond about you!" The twins bowed their heads. 

"Forgive us, Thranduil," they said. "we wont ever do it again." 

"To you," Legolas added.

"Legolas," Thranduil exclaimed. "Ion-nin! Who next then." he sighed exasperatedly. "Do not answer that" he added, before turning and walking towards his bed chamber to wash off the makeup.

Legolas giggled and looked at the twins. They were laughing too, though Elrohir, who tended to be the more compassionate one, had a slightly worried look about his eyes. 

"It's okay, 'ro," Legolas said brightly. "my Ada is very, very forgiving towards me!" 

"Yeah," added Elladan, "And he is secretly amused, I know it!" Elrohir laughed and pushed his dark hair out of his face. 

"Do you want to go pick raspberries?" Legolas whispered slyly. "I know the perfect place!" The twins nodded and they ran towards the main hall of the great palace of Mirkwood.

Thranduil stalked angrily back towards his room, although his steps became lighter with each one. He sighed. "Those three," he muttered. "I just don't know what I-" He paused as Galion came walking around the corner. 

"My lord," Galion said bowing. Then he caught sight of Thranduil's face. His grey eyes widened in shock. 

"What!?" snapped Thranduil. 

"Um, forgive me, O king," Galion said. "but what is wrong with your face?"

"Nothing," said Thranduil crossly. "What's wrong with yours?" 

Galion looked alarmed. "Nothing, I just was...well I better be going now..." 

"Legolas," Thranduil said irritably. "That's what happened."

Galion bowed. "I am truly sorry for your troubles, sire." Galion said quietly.

"Thank you, Galion," Thranduil sighed. "Now. Never speak of this again, correct?"

"Of course not, my king," Galion gave Thranduil a tentative smile and hurried off. Thranduil sighed again and closed his bedroom door behind him.

Celebrian woke up with the rays of sun as they reflected off her mirror. She yawned and rolled over. Ugh. I really should have some tea, she thought. She stepped out of bed and wrapped herself in her favorite velvet cape. She walked over to her dressing table and reached for her lipstick. Not a single one was there. She looked for them in a few random places before she realized that she no longer had her lipstick. She sighed. Elrond peered through her doorway a few minutes later.

"Good morning, my love," he said. "How are you?"

Celebrian sighed again and sat on her bed.

"I can't find my lipstick," she said irritably. "I bet Elladan and Elrohir took them."

"Elladan and Elrohir are in Mirkwood with Legolas." Elrond pointed out.

"Well, you didn't take them," countered Celebrian. "Those two are bad enough by themselves, with Legolas they are an unstoppable force."

Elrond laughed and nodded. "You can do without for breakfast?" Elrond asked, still laughing. "Yes," she responded, stepping onto her bedroom's marbled floor. "Of course."

Well, that was interesting. Hope this was amusing. 

Sneak peak for next chapter coming soon: Thor and Loki own a BBQ shop xD