[To the tune of "My Favourite Things" from 'The Sound of Music']
"Elves in suspenders
With heels (many inches)
Waist high dresses
And pink feather boas
Luminous make-up
"The Timewarp" they sing
These are a few of our favourite things.."
Disclaimer~ You're only going to hear this once. I own no one from Tolkien. If did, I wouldn't bother writing this.
Ch.1~ Famous Last Words
The morning in Lorien dawned bright and sunny. Birds were chirping in the trees and the soft rustle of the leaves overhead gave the edge to this peaceful tranquil setting. . .
"ARRRRRGH!" A loud shout sounded from overhead causing all the birds to take flight in their fear.
"What the heck is the matter with that brother of mine now?" Haldir slammed his book down on the table and strode down to his brother's room. He rapped heavily on the door and stormed in. Orophin and Rumil were sitting at a small table, a chess board laid out on the top and Rumil with a very smug expression.
"Orophin! Will you please keep it down? I have just got to page six hundred and fifty-seven and you choose to disturb me at the most exciting part."
Orophin just scowled.
"Alright Rumil, what did you do this time?"
"Nothing" replied Rumil innocently "He's just a sore loser, that's all"
Haldir sighed, bent down a whispered in Rumil's ear.
"That's the sixteenth time this week you've beat him in less than seven moves! Can't you give the poor guy a break?"
"But-"
"I know you're talking about me" Orophin said.
"Yes, we're talking about you, not to you, dear brother!"
Haldir suddenly looked more thoughtful than usual.
"Haldir, what is it?" asked Rumil
"I've just had an idea" mused Haldir "None of us seems to do much these days do we?"
Rumil and Orophin exchanged frightened glances. Whenever their brother had an 'idea' they usual ended up either in pain or humiliation.
Haldir took no notice and carried on.
"Why don't we take a look at the notices down by the main hall? I'm sure there'd be something there we could do"
"Are you saying that we go down, to the notice board and join a club?" said Orophin cautiously.
"Got it in one!" grinned Haldir "I mean, all we do now is sit around all day bickering with each other."
"No we don't!" cried Orophin and Rumil in unison. Haldir gave them a triumphant smile.
"There you go. You're doing it already."
Orophin suddenly looked very uncomfortable and bit his lip.
"So, let's say we do join a club" he said "Do we all get to decide on a club or will you choose it for us anyway?"
"What is that supposed to mean?" inquired Haldir with a raised eyebrow.
"Nothing, nothing" said Orophin hastily.
"So, what about it?" asked Haldir.
"I'll go and look. But Haldir, I'm not promising I'll go to any. OK?" replied Rumil.
Orophin sighed.
"Go on then. I suppose it can't do any harm."
"Elves in suspenders
With heels (many inches)
Waist high dresses
And pink feather boas
Luminous make-up
"The Timewarp" they sing
These are a few of our favourite things.."
Disclaimer~ You're only going to hear this once. I own no one from Tolkien. If did, I wouldn't bother writing this.
Ch.1~ Famous Last Words
The morning in Lorien dawned bright and sunny. Birds were chirping in the trees and the soft rustle of the leaves overhead gave the edge to this peaceful tranquil setting. . .
"ARRRRRGH!" A loud shout sounded from overhead causing all the birds to take flight in their fear.
"What the heck is the matter with that brother of mine now?" Haldir slammed his book down on the table and strode down to his brother's room. He rapped heavily on the door and stormed in. Orophin and Rumil were sitting at a small table, a chess board laid out on the top and Rumil with a very smug expression.
"Orophin! Will you please keep it down? I have just got to page six hundred and fifty-seven and you choose to disturb me at the most exciting part."
Orophin just scowled.
"Alright Rumil, what did you do this time?"
"Nothing" replied Rumil innocently "He's just a sore loser, that's all"
Haldir sighed, bent down a whispered in Rumil's ear.
"That's the sixteenth time this week you've beat him in less than seven moves! Can't you give the poor guy a break?"
"But-"
"I know you're talking about me" Orophin said.
"Yes, we're talking about you, not to you, dear brother!"
Haldir suddenly looked more thoughtful than usual.
"Haldir, what is it?" asked Rumil
"I've just had an idea" mused Haldir "None of us seems to do much these days do we?"
Rumil and Orophin exchanged frightened glances. Whenever their brother had an 'idea' they usual ended up either in pain or humiliation.
Haldir took no notice and carried on.
"Why don't we take a look at the notices down by the main hall? I'm sure there'd be something there we could do"
"Are you saying that we go down, to the notice board and join a club?" said Orophin cautiously.
"Got it in one!" grinned Haldir "I mean, all we do now is sit around all day bickering with each other."
"No we don't!" cried Orophin and Rumil in unison. Haldir gave them a triumphant smile.
"There you go. You're doing it already."
Orophin suddenly looked very uncomfortable and bit his lip.
"So, let's say we do join a club" he said "Do we all get to decide on a club or will you choose it for us anyway?"
"What is that supposed to mean?" inquired Haldir with a raised eyebrow.
"Nothing, nothing" said Orophin hastily.
"So, what about it?" asked Haldir.
"I'll go and look. But Haldir, I'm not promising I'll go to any. OK?" replied Rumil.
Orophin sighed.
"Go on then. I suppose it can't do any harm."