This story idea has been floating around in my head for a while – probably way too long.
It makes positively no sense and was just a little imagining I did about what would happen (heaven knows why I was wondering this) if Legolas and Gimli tried to become event planners…
It's a big departure from my usual hurt/comfort so…
"They want a theme," said the burly dwarf, slamming a roll of parchment down on his desk with more vigor than was at all necessary.
"Do you know what theme?" his associate, his exact opposite, asked calmly.
"Enchanted forest. But they're getting married in Lorien. It already is an enchanted forest. There's no need to try to make it one."
"I think that's the point," Legolas replied, unrolling one of the now rather battered parchments and looking over the rough, almost indecipherable sketches and outlines.
"You have in here that there should be an ice-sculpture of the Battle of the Five Armies?" he asked, looking the dwarf directly in the eyes with an expression that mixed disbelief with vague amusement.
"Yes," Gimlie answered, as though it was the most obvious idea in the world.
"We can't get an ice sculpture of that!" Legolas exclaimed, "How do you sculpt that in ice?"
"What about an orc? Like a petting zoo idea?" Gimli suggested.
"No."
"Then the ice sculpture it is. They said they wanted to harken back to the days before the fall of Sauron," Gimli said, defending his plan with all the conviction he could muster.
"I don't exactly think that's what they had in mind," Legolas replied.
"How 'bout we get some of the Hobbits to come and bring sheep? An actual petting zoo?" Gimli exclaimed, looking pleased with his seemingly brilliant idea.
"How about you go cut down some trees so there's enough firewood to cook the food and I take care of everything else?"