Pixie crawls into the Throne Chamber of Lord Elrond. She crawls up to his throne and starts gasping for breath.

"I'm dying." She manages to say while she tugs at his royal robes.

Pixie wakes up in a bedroom, one of the many in Rivendell.

"I'm on my death bed aren't I?" she asks Lord Elrond and Lady Arwen at her bedside.

Lady Arwen nods her head and a tear slides down her cheek. She can't take it anymore and leaves.

"I have one wish." Pixie tells Lord Elrond.

"What is it?" Lord Elrond asks blubbering.

"I want to meet Legolas!"

Pixie wakes up and sees Legolas's face staring down at her. They are about to kiss when Lord Elrond bursts into the chamber.

"I just realized!" he yells. "You can't be dying if you're an elf!"

"Sorry gotta run!" Pixie jumps out of bed while pulling the fake elf ears off and jumped out the window.

"Aw man! I was this close!" Legolas whined as he walked out of the chamber.

"Frodo! You gotta help me!" Pixie yelled shaking the Hobbit.

"I'm Pippin. That's Frodo." Pippin said pointing to Frodo.

"I don't care! Who ever you are! Help me!"

"Do you have any food?" Merry pipes up. "I'm hungry."

"Ahhh!" Pixie screamed in frustration.

"What do you need help with Miss?" Pippin asked.

"Lord Elrond is out to get me!"

"Why?"

"Because I pretended to be an elf!"

to be continued...