Disclaimer: I do not own them only borrowing. They belong to Prof. Tolkien. Except for Isorfinduil who belongs to Mirfean and Rowan who belongs to me.

Author's Note: Mirfean and I have been working on the story in question for a bit know and hopefully we will have it posted by the end of May. We are still kicking ideas around for the title so you'll have to wait and see.

And I know this isn't Sunday my normal posting day but I'm sure you guys won't mind. Take it as penance for not writing anything for a while.



Storytime

"Hey Strider," Pippin called out suddenly. "Tell us a story."

Strider looked up from where he was sitting packing leaf. The Fellowship had huddled around a small fire in a thorny thicket. Several large trees ringed the area cutting down on the damp wind. "What kind of story?"

"A true one." Merry encouraged.

"A funny one." Pippin added.

"Can it be one about elves?" Sam asked blushing slightly.

"Hmm," Strider murmured thoughtfully. "A true funny story about elves."

Gandalf and Boromir chuckled from across the fire as the hobbits leaned in towards Aragorn eagerly. Legolas shook his head a smile on his face as he went back to refeathering an arrow.

"I did not know elves had funny stories." Gimli grunted though it had no real bite. "Everything you hear is always sorrowful and grand."

Aragorn suddenly snapped his fingers, a grin spreading across his face. "I've got just the one. It happened long before I was born. My brothers told it to me."

Pippin bounced enthusiastically in his seat. "What's it about?"

"Shhh, let him tell it!" Merry demanded.

"Well," Strider began, "a long time ago there were three young elves in Mirkwood-"

"Is this about Legolas?" Pippin asked excitedly.

"Quiet!" Frodo chastised his cousins.

Aragorn grinned widely. "Yes."

Legolas stopped with his task, startled. His eyes narrowed at this revelation as he turned to look at the ranger. The Fellowship's eyes turned towards the elf a moment before settling back on Aragorn.

"Anyhow," Aragorn continued, "Legolas, his two friends, Isorfinduil and Rowan, decided to go on a hunt all by themselves-"

The hobbits where surprised by a green and gold blur that suddenly moved past them to tackle the man. Legolas had pinned the ranger to the ground sitting across the man's hips. "Strider!" Legolas growled sharply. "You will NOT tell them that story!"

Aragorn was not the least intimidated by his friend and only grinned up at the elf. "It's not that bad Legolas. I can't believe you're still embarrassed by that. Anyhow it's not as if you fell of your horse, that was Rowan, you fell-"

Legolas clamped a hand over the man's mouth forestalling anymore of his words. A flush had spread over the elf's cheekbones at the memories. "I am going to kill your brothers."

The rest of the Fellowship had been watching the proceedings with growing curiosity and amusement. The hobbits began to clamor, demanding to hear the tale.

"I want to hear the story!"

"Come on Legolas it can't be that bad!"

"Let him go Legolas!"

"Come on Aragorn tell us."

Legolas shook his head refusing to remove himself from the ranger. Aragorn remained quite passive under the elf and Legolas could feel the ranger smiling under his palm. He was startled when a pair of strong arms circled around him. Boromir pinned the elf's arms to his side before bodily removing the elf from the other man.

"Sorry Legolas," Boromir apologized with a grin, "but I really want to hear this."

Aragorn sat up grinning. "Thank you Boromir."

Legolas struggled in Boromir's grasp. "So help me Aragorn, if you tell them I will share several stories that will keep you blushing for days!"

A small hand encircled Legolas' wrist and he looked down into a set of morning glory eyes. Frodo looked up at him a solemn expression on his face. "It's all right Legolas, if you don't want Aragorn to tell it, he won't."

Everyone had gotten quiet at Frodo's words. Boromir had released Legolas as they waited for his answer. The elf let his head drop his golden hair curtaining around his face. He suppressed a groan. Sometimes he really believed Frodo knew exactly how to look at someone with those big blue eyes.

"All right Aragorn, you can tell them."

Legolas caught the wink that Frodo sent his cousins. Sneaky hobbit. He knew it.