Legolas, cringes as he gently brushed her hair away from her eyes. He screamed at himself to pull away, but he had no control over his body, he could not stop. He wanted to close his eyes, he wanted to yell, he did not want to kiss this girl, and that was the only thing he could do....

"Noooooooooooooo!!!" Legolas yelled, pulling away, stumbeling backwards as fast as he could. "No! Get away from me, you ugly woman!" Leglas wailed, drwaing his sword. It had been so long since he wanted to move his arms freely, and now that time had come!

Aimee looked horrified at him. "What do you think you doing, Leggie?! Your my love"
"Shove off, you! I love another! And now, my life is my own again!" Legolas declared, waving his arms as proof of his freedom. He grinned, he liked the expresions on his face, and he was the one controlling it.

Aimee looked sulky, and stamped a foot on the floor. "No! It's not fair! I'm the author, I tell you what to do! Now come here and kiss me!" Legolas smiled, then laughed a very plesant smile. It ment to look slightly more intimidating, but Leglas was a very nice guy, and really in an intimidating mood. "No Aimee, you are not the author. I have a new one now! And now, I shall go on my quest for my lost love!"

Aimee sighed, looking at the floor, then at Legolas "But you must tell me this, is the one you seek Arwen?" Leglas looked at her, then shook his head. "No, that was just a fling, she was two timing me with Gimli the dwarf, now the woman I seek, is a girl called Lauren, Lauren Crawford..."

-The end