Chapter One
"No."
"Legolas,"
"No."
"Stop being a stubborn elfling Legolas!"
"I am not going into that cave, Estel and nothing you can do will make me."
Aragorn sighed. Legolas was being stubborn beyond all reason. It was pouring outside and the only shelter was a cave and the elf wasn't going to go into it. Most of the Fellowship was watching this with amusement.
"Legolas, you live in a cave," Aragorn pointed out. Legolas looked offended.
"Ada's halls is not a cave," he snapped at his friend. "It is home." Aragorn sighed.
"Legolas, would you rather go into the cave and dry off to stay out here in the cold and wet?" Aragorn asked. Legolas looked deep in thought.
"I do not like caves, and it is wet out here, but there are a lot of trees out here," he said and a grin came onto his face. "I'm staying out here," he said and disappeared into the trees.
Aragorn sighed, remembering that Legolas liked sleeping in trees, as a wood-elf. He turned to the rest of the fellowship. All of them-but that stubborn elf-went into the cave to dry off.
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"Who's going to get Mr Legolas for supper?" Sam asked, as he tried his best to make some pottage. The hobbits looked at Aragorn.
"I'm not going out there. The last time I tried to get him in a cave I was wet and muddy and in a murderous mood," he put his hands up in a surrender position.
"It's also his turn to tell a story tonight," Merry said. Aragorn groaned. If they had that idea, nothing would stop them from forcing him to get the elf.
"I'm not fetching that elfling," said Aragorn. Pippin put on the puppy-dog pout. Don't look him in the eyes. Don't look Pippin in the eyes.
He soon gave up. He got to his feet, muttered something about annoying Elves and stalked off into the rain.
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The hard part about finding Legolas in the rain was that the elf, was almost impossible to find when he didn't want to be found. He glanced at the treetops looking for the wayward elf. He soon found a glance of golden hair and walked over to the tree.
"Legolas, it's supper time!" He called up.
"I know that!" The tree replied. "I can hear you know."
"Well I've been sent out to fetch you," said Aragorn.
"That's pointless. Go back in the cave so the mortal doesn't get sick."
"Do I have to drag you there like the annoying elfling brat you are?" Aragorn asked. There was a laugh from the tree.
"I'm coming down when I want to. Not before and not after."
"Have you been spending time around the twins? They said something around those lines to me once."
"I taught them that," Legolas smiled, from his spot in the tree and jumped down, getting Aragorn muddy and somehow he wasn't muddy at all. Just wet.
"That wasn't funny," Aragorn said as Legolas helped him up.
"It was to me," answered the elf before heading to the cave.
"You know it's your turn to tell a story?" Asked the ranger and he got pushed into the mud again, cursing the laughing elf.