Author's note:

The long awaited sequel has arrived! You asked for a sequel and you've got a sequel! Now I just hope it's going to be as punchy as the first one... it probably won't, sequels never are. Anyway, I give you... the next episode.

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Part II – Elfie Tales

Chapter 1

In a land far, far away a girl tread lightly along the paths of a peaceful city. And this girl wasn't just any girl, she was an elf maiden. And she wasn't just any elf maiden. She was granddaughter to the Lord of the City, which just happened to be Rivendell. And by now, if you haven't guessed who this girl is, you must be very slow or you haven't read the first part of her story. Her name was Lindelë, meaning music in Quenya, the language of the high elves. Or Alice Bailey, depending on which world you actually came from. And it didn't matter what world you were from to tell Alice (as she preferred to be called) that reading and walking at the same time was not a good idea, unless you were on a road you had walked quite often. So, Alice learnt this lesson the hard way and ended up tripping on an uneven place in the bedraggled path.

"Ow..." She whined, to no one in particular flat on her face. Saying the word "ow" was a usual reaction for Alice when she fell over, dating back to her days of clumsiness when she thought she was an early teen. Picking herself off the ground and dusting off the winter leaves she was beyond surprised and shocked to see a huge vortex opening from the sky. She was even more shocked by the people who fell from it. There were three in total who fell to the ground in front of her. It took Alice, in her blonde world, awhile to realise who they were exactly.

"G-Gina? Carry? Beth?" Alice stuttered peering at the group.

"Hey," Gina moaned. "What are you doing here... Where am I.... OH MY GOD!" She stood up as soon as she'd taken in her surroundings. "Alice, is this what I think it is?" Alice nodded.

"Ok, where are we again?" Carry asked, sitting up in a dazed state. "Hey Alice, what are you doing here and why are we in a forest?"

"It's Middle Earth," Beth remarked. "Didn't you realise? My spell worked."

Gina rolled her eyes. "She's practising Wicca."

"Wicca?" Alice stated, raising a single eyebrow. "Don't get me wrong, but isn't that witchcraft?"

Beth rubbed her nose. "It's not Satan worshipping. It's all about being in tune with nature."

"Uh-huh," Alice replied somewhat sarcastically. "Well, welcome to Middle Earth anyway. Rivendell to be exact. I don't think my grandpa's going to be very happy about this, but none the less, follow moi."

"That's it?" Alice exclaimed. "They're off the hook?"

"I would not bring them here if I did not distrust them," Elrond stated in a-matter-of-fact manner.

"Now I've heard it all," Alice muttered. "But thanks, all the same."

"Do not mention it," Elrond said. "I wondered how you would fare without Master Legolas. I feared you would be lonesome. What better to bring some old companions of yours to Middle Earth?" Alice squealed happily and jumped around to face her friends.

"You hear that guys?" She exclaimed. "You're all off the hook!"

"Why do not you get your companions properly dressed and acquainted with Rivendell?" Elrond suggested.

"Not a bad idea," Alice practically sung. "Once again, follow me to my boudoir." She ran ahead in front of them.

"Ok what stuff has she been smoking?" Gina hissed to the other two. "Or is it just Elf-land that does this to you?"

"Middle Earth is not Elf land," Beth whispered. "It houses many other races. Like men, hobbits and dwarves, as well as elves."

"Well thank you for that analysis Miss Guide-to-strange-lands," Gina snapped.

"I agree with Gina," Carry whispered. "Either that or she's become better acquainted with a certain elf we all met before." Carry's eyes gleamed.

"Please spare us," Beth muttered.

"Hey guys," Alice said popping back. "My room. And guys, I don't appreciate you talking behind my back."

"We weren't – how did you know?" Stammered Gina awkwardly. Alice pointed to her ears.

"Heightened hearing," She informed them. "And no I'm not smoking or getting anything. Sorry."

"Then why are you so happy?" Beth asked. "Your previous happiness annoyed me. It's now worse and it's annoying me even more." Alice put her hands together and brought them up to her face, covering her mouth and nose.

"You don't know do you?" She faltered. "About... about Legolas and... me."

"LEGOLAS AND YOU?!?!" The three girls chorused, equally shocked and surprised.

"I knew it!" Gina accused, pointing her finger at Alice, her eyes wide, fervently reminding Alice of her adoptive mother's blue china.

"When did it happen?" Asked Carry calmly and placidly, becoming the good old Carry they all knew and loved.

"A few days after I arrived," Alice confessed.

"Oh please," Beth cut in. "It was light years before then. Mutual attraction was there from the very start."

"But it wasn't admitted," Gina shot back. "Makes all the difference. Go on Ally."

"Legolas is... absent." Alice told them.

"Doing?" Carry wanted to know.

"Oh, not a lot really," Alice explained. "Just... defending stuff, being the big, macho male." The others nodded with understanding looks on their faces. They sat down on the bed while Alice fiddled with her necklace, preoccupied. The room was edgily silent.

"Ok what's wrong now?" Beth blurted out.

"Nothing... nothing," Alice sang. "Just that Legolasisoutonamissionwithnineotherguysinafellowshipthingdestroyingthisevilringthatkindaputshislifeindangerandbeforeheleftaskedmetomarryhim hence the necklace."

"What?" Gina cried out be. Alice took a deep breath.

"Legolas is out on a mission with nine other guys in a fellowship," She droned nonchalantly. "They're destroying an evil ring that puts his life in danger and before he left he asked me to marry him hence... the necklace." Again the three were shocked, putting it rather mildly.

"Married..." Carry squeaked plaintively.

"Well we've got eternity," Alice protested.

"She is right," Beth agreed, swallowing. "Elves are immor-"

"Beth?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

There was a feast that night. Alice's friends were greatly surprised, putting it mildly to see a room filled with food laid out on huge tables.

"Wow," Carry exclaimed. "Impressive. So this is all your grandpa's work huh?"

Alice nodded. "He's the Lord of Rivendell."

"I'm in heaven," Gina sighed. "So many hot blonde guys."

"Didn't you decide you liked Latin American guys?" Carry reminded her.

"I've changed my mind," Gina replied. "These blondes are hot."

"Hot yes," Beth said evenly. "Pro-feminist no."

"Oh well," Gina chimed. "Means they're gentlemen." Suddenly a tall, very handsome looking elven youth came their way. Alice recognised him. It was Nimithil's elder brother, Lebethron, commonly known as Lebeth for short.

"Evening, ladies," He greeted them. "My Lady Lindelë, my Lady Gina, my Lady Carry and my Lady Beth." He paused, looking at them all. "I trust you are well."

"Just felt better," Gina sighed, gazing at Lebeth. Alice's mind started to make a list of tenets to force Gina to live by.

"I'm fine thanks Lebeth," Alice replied grinning.

"I hear we are to bid you good tidings Lady Lindelë," Lebeth remarked his eyes twinkling. "About your betrothal to Master Legolas." Alice turned a brilliant shade of ruby red.

"Um, thanks," she mumbled, knowing she would talk to Nimithil later. She was the only one who knew and she had made her swore to oath she would not say a word. Hmm... Maybe Lebeth had gotten hold of Nimithil's diary again. As Lebeth walked away, Alice searched the room for more familiar faces. Nimithil and Carenmeril were in too big a fit of giggles to see her, Arwen caught her eye waved to her from her seat underneath the canopy, Elrond headed the table with Glorfindel and Lindor sitting beside him and it was no surprise that Alice couldn't see her father or uncle anywhere. Obviously out adventuring with the rangers of the North. Again. Also, Legolas was missing too. Alice knew that Legolas wouldn't be back for ages, but she always held out hope he would return earlier than expected. Alice led her friends to seats next to Nimithil and Carenmeril.

"Welcome to Rivendell, ladies of the High Earth Realm," Nimithil and Carenmeril chorused.

"Hey," Alice greeted them. "This is Gina, Carry and Beth." She turned to her human friends. "These are the elf maidens Nimithil and Carenmeril, my Middle Earth friends." Gina waved, Carry nodded and Beth grunted. The food set in front of them was particularly lavish and took Alice's friends a little bit of getting used to. Their mouths flew open and their eyes bulged out of their heads. Alice grinned. This was going to be interesting.

Meanwhile, on Mount Caradhras, the Fellowship was trudging through snow. The road didn't look good. Caradhras was at it's worst. Although they had gone through a patch where there was no wind and the snow had practically ceased, it was not long before the gale and snow fall returned full force. The word bugger did not seem to cover it. Legolas looked behind him. The hobbits were almost bent over in two and looked extremely tired, toiling behind the rest. Even Boromir, who had proved strong, looked worn out. Without even talking it was agreed they stop under the only measly shelter they could find, a canopy over a rocky wall. Stones fell from the canopy and the wind made shrill shrieks and noises through the small gullies and cracks in the wall. They huddled together in order to keep bodily warmth. Legolas however was not thinking how cold and wet he was like normal people, he was too busy being over the moon for the thought to even cross his mind. In fact Alice was all that was crossing his mind right now. Snow fell in spades. Gimli looked toward the clouds shaking his head. Legolas heard him complain about how Cahadhras had not forgiven them and how he might throw more snow at them as they continued. He smiled at Gimli's theoretic. Dwarves.

"If Gandalf would go before you with a bright flame, he might melt a path for you," Legolas said brightly. This was met by a glare from Gandalf.

"If Elves could fly over mountains, they might fetch the Sun to save us," Gandalf retorted sarcastically. Boromir stood up and made a speech about how the strongest must seek away. Aragorn made a comment of agreement and they toiled through the snow to find a path looking like they were swimming rather than walking. Legolas grinned

"The strongest must seek a way say you?" Legolas asked. "But I say, let a ploughman plough, choose an otter for swimming, and for running light over grass and leaf, or over snow – an elf." Blessing being elvish he sprang lightly across the snow practically leaving no trace of ever walking on it. A stroke of genius beheld him and he turned to Gandalf. "Farewell! I go to find the sun!" Legolas grinned as he leapt over the snow. It's true what they said absence did make the heart grow fonder.

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Oh I am such a bad child! I copied some quotes of Leggy's from Tolkein. I won't do it again and they weren't used in the movie so don't sue me! Anyway will post next chapter ASAP. Toodles noodles!