Disclaimer: I only wish I owned Legolas. If I owned him and/or any LotR stuff, I would more likely be shopping than sitting here at my computer, now wouldn't I? Also, slight references to episodes from the cartoon "The Weekenders" and Monty Python. I don't own the Weekenders or Monty Python.

AN: By the way, this may seem a *bit* similar to the beginning of the fic "Not So Truly Yours, Anonymous" by Elenea. She's my cousin. I stole it. She said I could. No flaming.

Legolas sighed and began twirling a lock of his long, blonde hair around his finger. Immortality is so boring. He thought. But I like trees… Suddenly, he smiled. He began to sing. First in the tune of that "beans" song.

"Trees, trees, the musical plant!

They grow in the grass, they grow in the sand!

Um…"

Then in the tune of that song that goes "We got your name, la la la, we got your name, la la la, everybody knows that we got your name" that's on that stealingmonday.uk site or whatever it is.

"I like trees!

I like trees!

They like me!

Everybody knows that I like trees…"

He then continued on to the tune of the Monty Python "spam" song.

"Trees trees trees tress, trees trees trees trees, BEAUTIFUL TREES!"

He was suddenly walloped upside the head from behind. "Shut up, you tree-hugger!"

"Owwww….  Amara!"

"Sorry," Amara didn't even blink an eyelash. "You were singing about trees again."

"Really?"

"Remember that rule we agreed on? NO SINGING ABOUT ANY PLANTS WHATSOEVER!"

"You mean, I was doing that OUT LOUD?" (Weekenders reference here…)

"Uh, yeah."

"Oh. So no tree songs?"

"Nope."

"What about bushes?"

"Sorry."

"Shrubberies? Please let me sing about shrubberies!"

"Absolutely not."

Legolas pouted. "Fine. What about flowers?"

"NO! NO PLANTS WHATSOEVER!"

"Herring? A herring isn't a plant…"

Amara gave an exasperated sigh. "Fine. But I'm warning you…"

"YAY!!!"

Once again, Legolas began to sing. This time, to his own little tune.

"Everybody loves herrrrrrrings!

You know you love heeeeeeeerrrrrrrings!

I love them, they love me

Use them to chop down those mighty trees!"

"OH MY GOD!!! LEGOLAS, SHUT UP ABOUT TREES!!"

"Heh heh heh… sorry Amara…"

"Oh, you will be sorry…"

"Eep…" With one look at his friend, Legolas jumped to his feet and ran as fast as he could.

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AN: Okay, that would be the first chapter. Don't worry, it'll get better… that is, if I get some reviews here people. No, even if you don't review I'll keep going. I just like writing. That would probably explain why I'm a poet and a novelist in my *spare* time i.e. during my more boring classes… anyway, R&R