The Adventures of Arwen Undomiel

Adventure One: Baby-sitting Woes
Chapter One/?
Warning: spanking, not kink spanking, loving family spanking
Co-written by tiaoconnell and carelesscat
Disclaimner: We don't own Tolkien's world (or anything in it) even
though we wish we did. We just play there.
Author's Note: Note one: Undomiel is Elvish for Evenstar
Note two: Again, playing with ages. Twins are 16, Arwen is 4 and
Celebrian has just very recently passed. Making Elrohir the hot-
tempered one in this story, LOL.

Adventure One: Baby-sitting Woes

Two days ago, Lord Elrond, needing a respit and some healing from the
Lady of Light, had headed to LothLorien, leaving his children behind,
in the care of Lord Glorfindel.

He had given his twin sons, Elladan and Elrohir, a special task
though. He had asked his sons to watch over their little sister, as
Lord Glorfindel would most likely be unable to keep up with running
Imladris for several days as well as the toddler.

Currently the very unhappy baby-sitters were cleaning a disaster that
their young sister had created when attempting to make a bath for her
dolly. Even though there were maids that could have cleaned the mess,
Lord Glorfindel had sent Arwen to nap and ordered the boys to clean
it by themselves.

It was a tedious chore of soaking up all the water and properly
washing everything to it's original shine. The chore was suddenly
interrupted though, as Arwen came runing through the room, chased by
the cook, carrying a rather large chocolate cake. The cake was
leaving large amounts of chocolate and crumbs on her previous
unsoiled dress.

The twins groaned in unison. She *had* to be the most annoying sister
*ever* in all of Middle Earth!! Elrohir spotted the cake, and looking
surprised, stood right in her way, looking down at her with his hands
on his hips.

"Mooooooove!" Arwen demanded, chocolate trickling onto the just
cleaned floor. "It's my cake and I want it NOW!" Knowing his clothes
might get covered in chocolate cake, the younger twin waited until
she was close enough.... then grabbed the chocolate cake quickly from
her small hands.

The toddler pouted. "That's not fair! She made it for me, now she
won't let me eat it all right now!" She stomped her foot, placing her
hands on her hips. "Come on Roh, give it baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack."

The cook rolled her eyes. Yes, at special request from the wee
princess, she had indeed made this particular cake. But not to be
eaten all at once by Arwen!! It was to be shared at the meal time.

Elladan as well joined in glaring at their sister. "No, Arwen! You
will spoil your breakfast...besides I don't think the cook made this
cake especially for you," he said as Elrohir held the cake out of her
reach.

Making a whiny noise and still pouting, Arwen stomped out of the
room. The cook sighed heavily, retrieving the cake. "Thank you
Elrohir. I wish your ada was here! Arwen fancies herself Lady of
Imladris when he is not!" Clucking her tongue, the cook turned and
left with her cake, which would have to be partly re-frosted.

The twins shared a look of pure annoyance and rolled their eyes. "She
is an angel for ada. Guess how many times our *darling* sister has
been spanked in her young years?" Elladan asked, stressing the word
darling. "I know... ada doesn't like disciplining her very much,"
Elrohir agreed, shaking his head.

"Three times! Well, Arwen knows how to behave herself for him. Too
bad we were not such quite learners brother!" Elladan shook his head,
remembering too many times to count that he had inspected the floor
of certain rooms, along with his brother.

"We still have another two days until Ada returns. We will have to do
something with her if she continues this tirade." "Agreed," Elrohir
stated. "And I think I'm going to have a little talk with our
*darling* sister."

Elladan smirked. "Let us *talk* with her together; make a better
impression. Where did the imp run off too?" he asked, leading the way
out of room.

As her brother's searched for her, Arwen had gone into the library
with her colors. She pulled random books off the shelf, and each
picture or illustration that appeared sad, was made happy with
vigorous use of the colors.

The twins passed the library, and Elrohir stuck his head in, gasping
in awe. Then he grew angry. "ARWEN!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!!" He
thundered. The angelic looking toddler looked up at her brother, and
answered simply "Make Ada's books better. Too many sad pictures."

Arwen continued to color, as though her statement made perfect sense.
Not only that, but the chocolate from the front of her dress was
currently staining the area of the carpet that she happened to be
lying on while coloring!!

Elrohir growled and ran to her, picking her up. He looked up and saw
Elladan enter. "Look at what Arwen did!" The older twin scowled at
the child. "Arwen!! You should know better! Ada has told you not to
play with colors in here!"

Stomping a tiny foot, Arwen promptly threw her colors at him. "Shut
up!" she demanded, fully expecting her brothers to obey her demands.
Suddenly a sharp swat was given to her backside by Elrohir.

With eyes filled with tears, and hands flying back to cover her tiny
backside, Arwen looked up at him. "You no do that!!" The look of
horror one her face was one that would make people think someone was
attempting to murder her. "I tell ada!"

Rolling his eyes, he took a firm grip of Arwen's ear. "We are older
than you, Arwen Undomiel (Evenstar)." Looking towards his twin, he
pulled Arwen towards the door. "She is getting a bath, come help me."