So this is just a fanfiction me and my friend decided to do during our architectural design class. It is basically just a bunch of hilarious random stuff that we came up with. I don't care if you like it or not so don't bother flaming me. There are a few grammatical errors, but I am too lazy to fix it. This is just a story I am doing on the side, I am going to start a few other fanfics that are serious. I will try to update this as soon as possible.

Enjoy~

-neth

Prologue

It was late into the night when Legolas set up camp amongst an old ruin. The ring had been destroyed and sauron no longer unleashed terror. Legolas was currently on his way back to Mirkwood, with the annoying accompaniment of Gimli, to aid King Thranduil with the cleansing of the forest. Although Sauron had been defeated, and the number of spiders were dwindling in Mirkwood, there was still quite a problem.

Legolas quickly built a fire and retrieved some fruit from his bag. Gimli had done the same, but was now polishing his axe. Legolas stared into the fire, reminiscing of home. It had been a long time since he has heard from Tauriel, who had mysteriously contracted AIDS, from a certain dwarf he had suspected.

"My Nipples are feral wombats Legolas." Gimli said with a ferocious intensity.

"Yes, yes, everyone already knows that," Legolas replied boredly, stoking the flames.

"Ah...I see. Well did you know my nipples are also popsicles. It is quite strange considering I have six of them." Gimli stared at Legolas.

Legolas looked down at Gimli. "Strange, I believed that you had seven… Did you misplace one?"

"Hmmmm." Gimli stroked his beard."I do believe you are right, I must have lost it to one of the orcs during battle. Those things are quite touchy feely if you ask me…"

Horrified at the thought, remembering his encounters with Orcs, Legolas muttered. "I am glad I am an archer, forbid an Orc to touch me." Legolas muttered quietly so Gimli could not hear. "Anymore….."

"Come Legolas, let us get some rest. We leave before dawn." Gimli stated yawning.

Both Gimli and Legolas retired into their bedrolls and let sleep overtake them.

A little over four hours had passed since the elf and dwarf retired for rest when Legolas suddenly awoke with a start. He looked around the ruins they were in, trying to identify the slight noise he had heard. He looked towards Gimli making sure he was asleep before getting up. Legolas ventured forth through the ruins, searching for the mysterious noise. When he came upon a particularly dark room he heard a hiss. he readied his bow and called out to Gimli to wake up and come help him. He pointed his arrow into the darkness and slowly approached. He could hear Gimli running towards his location in the distance. When Legolas moved further into the room he felt somewhat of a charge in the air. He became more uneasy as he could feel that some sort of magic was afoot. When his entire being was in the room he took a few more hesitant steps forward, but nothing could prepare him for what happened next as the ground below him disappeared and he was blinded by a bright light as he fell through, and promptly blacked out.

"Legolas!" Gimli yelled running toward the room that Legolas ran into. There was no more light and Gimli was worried when he no longer saw the elf.

Well that was the prologue. This portal leads to our world where more hilariousness will ensure.