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A/N: Okay so, this is a one-shot. I hope you like it! It all sprang from Gimli's line in RotK "That only counts as one!" after Legolas kills the Oliphaunt and all of the men on it. This is set years and years after the end of the War. I dunno, eighty maybe? Or more. You decide. Please leave me a review! Thanks! Also, if you know how to make ff. upload italics, bold, etc. PLEASE LET ME KNOW! (I use Microsoft Word if that makes a difference.) Thank you!
AND NOW...
"THAT ONLY COUNTS AS ONE!"
Aragorn Elessar heard shouting from the east garden of the palace. Despite his old age, he was still very athletic and broke into a run fearing something ill had befallen one of his friends, Legolas or Gimli, who were currently wandering about that area. When he came upon them he sighed in relief and then rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"It DOES NOT!" roared Gimli.
"It does indeed," retorted Legolas.
"ENOUGH!" shouted Aragorn. The two turned to look at him and he went on, "The entire kingdom is able to hear your shouts! What is it you two are battling about now?"
"That stone-headed dwarf will not admit I won the final count of slain foes at the Battle of Pelennor," Legolas explained.
"No, no! That arrogant Elf will not admit that I won!" Gimli shot back.
Aragorn looked at them in disbelief, "THAT is what all the yelling is about?" The two nodded and Aragorn sighed, "Ai, Valar! Give me patience!" he moaned looking at the sky.
"Friend Gimli," Legolas began with exaggerated patience, "It is I who won because I killed the Mumuk and with it all the men who rode on its back. Thus, my count far exceeds your own, impressive though it may be."
"NO! Those men were ON the Oliphaunt! That means they were as good as being a part of it! They were PART of the creature, so it only counts as one! ONLY ONE!" contended Gimli loudly.
"I cannot believe you two have not let that go after all these years! It does not matter!" Aragorn exclaimed.
"Who do YOU think won?" queried Legolas.
"Yes, Aragorn, who do you think won?" agreed Gimli.
"If you must know, I believe the Lady Eowyn surpassed you both, slaying the Witch King! Or Frodo, contending with the Ring and Gollum! It is not the number of enemies you faced or killed but the difficulty of the match to your own strength! Therefore, neither of you won and yet you both did!" Aragorn finally answered.
Legolas and Gimli looked at each other then at Aragorn with skepticism.
"I won," stated Legolas after a moment.
"No, I won!" shot back Gimli.
"NO!" retorted Legolas, "It was I!"
Aragorn threw up his hands, "You both are hopeless!" he cried and walked off in exasperation, the battle of the two friends floating on the soft breeze behind him.
The end
Haha! You all thought I was gonna get into that, didn't you! Well, I'm not that stupid! I don't want Legolas or Gimli to hunt me down in my dreams! Although...NO! I won't get into it! I WON'T!
I hope you liked it! Please leave me a review and make me happy! Thanks! Hugs and bunnies!
A/N: Okay so, this is a one-shot. I hope you like it! It all sprang from Gimli's line in RotK "That only counts as one!" after Legolas kills the Oliphaunt and all of the men on it. This is set years and years after the end of the War. I dunno, eighty maybe? Or more. You decide. Please leave me a review! Thanks! Also, if you know how to make ff. upload italics, bold, etc. PLEASE LET ME KNOW! (I use Microsoft Word if that makes a difference.) Thank you!
AND NOW...
"THAT ONLY COUNTS AS ONE!"
Aragorn Elessar heard shouting from the east garden of the palace. Despite his old age, he was still very athletic and broke into a run fearing something ill had befallen one of his friends, Legolas or Gimli, who were currently wandering about that area. When he came upon them he sighed in relief and then rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"It DOES NOT!" roared Gimli.
"It does indeed," retorted Legolas.
"ENOUGH!" shouted Aragorn. The two turned to look at him and he went on, "The entire kingdom is able to hear your shouts! What is it you two are battling about now?"
"That stone-headed dwarf will not admit I won the final count of slain foes at the Battle of Pelennor," Legolas explained.
"No, no! That arrogant Elf will not admit that I won!" Gimli shot back.
Aragorn looked at them in disbelief, "THAT is what all the yelling is about?" The two nodded and Aragorn sighed, "Ai, Valar! Give me patience!" he moaned looking at the sky.
"Friend Gimli," Legolas began with exaggerated patience, "It is I who won because I killed the Mumuk and with it all the men who rode on its back. Thus, my count far exceeds your own, impressive though it may be."
"NO! Those men were ON the Oliphaunt! That means they were as good as being a part of it! They were PART of the creature, so it only counts as one! ONLY ONE!" contended Gimli loudly.
"I cannot believe you two have not let that go after all these years! It does not matter!" Aragorn exclaimed.
"Who do YOU think won?" queried Legolas.
"Yes, Aragorn, who do you think won?" agreed Gimli.
"If you must know, I believe the Lady Eowyn surpassed you both, slaying the Witch King! Or Frodo, contending with the Ring and Gollum! It is not the number of enemies you faced or killed but the difficulty of the match to your own strength! Therefore, neither of you won and yet you both did!" Aragorn finally answered.
Legolas and Gimli looked at each other then at Aragorn with skepticism.
"I won," stated Legolas after a moment.
"No, I won!" shot back Gimli.
"NO!" retorted Legolas, "It was I!"
Aragorn threw up his hands, "You both are hopeless!" he cried and walked off in exasperation, the battle of the two friends floating on the soft breeze behind him.
The end
Haha! You all thought I was gonna get into that, didn't you! Well, I'm not that stupid! I don't want Legolas or Gimli to hunt me down in my dreams! Although...NO! I won't get into it! I WON'T!
I hope you liked it! Please leave me a review and make me happy! Thanks! Hugs and bunnies!