Okay, Everybody! Here is the Next Legolas and Aragorn adventure. I should probably say the Legolas, Aragorn and Galion adventure! Anyway, this takes place after my other two stories Legolas discovers Kool-aid and the second one The Switch. If you have not read those, go check them out! They will help this story make a little more sense. :)

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Galion took out the small karate trophy he had been given while hunting spiders with Aragorn. He shuttered, and set the tiny thing on his shelf. As he did so, it grew into the size it had been when the karate masters had given it to him.

He sat down in his rocking chair, and was about to take a nap, when a light came from the trophy.

"Galion!" A voice spoke from it.

Galion jumped six feet in the air, almost hitting his head on the ceiling.

"Over here," the trophy said.

Galion slowly edged toward it, "Did you speak?"

"Yes, of course," trophy replied. "Now, I have something great for you."

"Okay, what is it?"

"POWER!" Trophy exclaimed.

"Hmm, weird."

"It's not weird."

"No, it's weird that you're talking," Galion said. "What is this power you speak of?"

"You have been bestowed this gift of well... me," Trophy said. "With me you will be able to rule the world! I will shrink or grow as you wish, and always do your bidding."

"Always?" Galion asked.

"Always."

"Cool!"

"Yes, cool. All will do your bidding, I obey your command only, the world awaits you!"

"Well, I have one q-"

"This is a pre-recorded message," Trophy said. "It will now self-destruct."

"No!" Galion cried. "I need to ask you something!"

There was a blip, and the light went out.

"Strange," Galion said. He picked up the trophy, and it shrunk down, so he stuck it in his pocket.

"GALION!" Thanduil yelled from somewhere.

"Coming!" He ran out of his room, and down the hall, almost running into Mirkwood's king. "What is it?"

"I ran out of wine," Thranduil said, trusting an empty wine glass at him.

Galion took it, and raced off to the wine cellar.

"Galion!" Someone said, it sounding like they were trying to whisper.

"What?" Galion asked, as this someone stuck his head into the room.

"Can we give him Kool-aid instead?" This someone called Legolas said.

Galion threw the cup at him, and Legolas ducked behind the door. The glass cup broke.

"NOO!" Galion wailed.

"There are three hundred and forty-nine more glasses," Legolas said.

Galion started crying, "It's an uneven number!"

Legolas picked up the glass, he ran off with it, and a few minutes later came back. "Here you go!" He said cheerfully, "I fixed it!" It had been super glued.

"It's uneven!" Galion exclaimed. "Oh, just forget it, I will order fifty-one glasses."

"Why not just one?"

"It's easier just to make it an even four hundred."

"Oh," Legolas shrugged, "Well, I'm going orc hunting with Aragorn. See you later!"

"Hmm, oh, bye," Galion gave him a halfhearted wave and went to find his computer to order more wine glasses.

.-.

Aragorn's sort of keen eyes scanned the forest clearing in front of him, "Where are they?" He whispered to Legolas.

"Wait for ittt..." As the last t left his mouth, a group of orcs charged out into the clearing. Followed by a-

"CAVE TROLL!" Aragorn shrieked. Now, Aragorn was not scared, far from it, what he was, was- "AWESOME!" He screamed. Yeah, excited. He loved killing cave trolls, or trying to kill them.

"Hush!" Legolas hissed.

"But I'm so excited!" Aragorn exclaimed, practically jumping up and down. Legolas grabbed his arm and tried to make him stay still, it didn't work. While Legolas held him down, he tried to charge forward.

Legolas almost let out a shriek, but with his awesome, fabulous Legolas/Elf skills, managed to hold it back. Or, at least for five seconds, then Aragorn let out the shriek for him.

"CAVE TROLL!"

"Mfbftflclump!"

"What was that?" Aragorn asked.

"Nothing," Legolas grumbled. He shot to orcs, and they died. Two Nazgul ran past, Glorfindel racing after them trying to hug them. Two and a half seconds later, Erestor ran past, offering a punch.

The orcs all froze, wondering what on middle earth was going on. So, Legolas shot ten more, while Aragon hacked off their arms.

Aragorn ran at the cave troll, "CCCCCCCAAAAAAAAAAAVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEE TTTTRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL SSSSSSSSLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAYYYYYIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGG!

The cave troll, (his name was Ugly), blinked, then tried to block Aragorn's awesome strike with his sword. And guess what... He tried to block... And... At this time we will take a quick brake, meanwhile, in Imladris. Lindir was strumming peacefully on his harp, while a group of elves stood and sat around listening.

The song came to an end, and everyone started clapping. Lindir would have bowed, but he had a harp in the way.

"Why don't you bow?" Elladan asked.

"Because there is a harp in my way," he replied.

Two Nazgul ran past, Glorfindel racing after them trying to hug them. Two and a half seconds later, Erestor ran past, offering a punch. Elladan and Elrohir joined the chase, Elrond ran yelling after them. Arwen joined, then tripped over her hair, and fell into a river.

"Why are you running?" Elrond asked Lindir when he noticed the very panicked looking elf.

"Elrohir stole my harp!"

Ahead, Elrohir was swinging Lindir's harp around screaming at the Nazgul.

Suddenly Elladan and Elrohir came to a stop, "Why are we running?"

Elrohir shrugged, "Dunno, beats me."

Erestor stopped running and ran up to the twins, "USE PROPER ELVISH! NOW! SAY! I DO NOT KNOW!"

The twins screamed and ran. Elrohir threw Lindir's harp in the air. Lindir dived toward it; he missed and hit the hard ground, getting a bloody finger. The harp shattered, Lindir started crying. Glorfindel ran up and gave him a hug. Erestor punched him in the face.

Lindir ran off, and Arwen ran after him and gave him some Kool-aid. He felt much better after that, but was still sad about his harp he called Cherry. Arwen got an idea, and ran off somewhere not so mysterious.

.-.

Galion stood looking at the new wine glasses, and then he looked up at the others. He then got to work counting the wine glasses, and discovered the stupid humans had sent him an extra. He then sued them, and threw the extra glass out the window. It fell down, down; doowwwnn... and hit Gandalf who just at that moment decided to ride Shadowfax under the window. He was knocked out, and fell off Shadowfax.

Shadowfax started laughing.

Galion was almost finished putting up the new wine glasses, when-

"GALION!"

Galion jumped about ten feet high, almost hitting the ceiling. "Coming!"

His hand went to his pocket to look for the keys, when he felt it. The trophy. The ONE. TROPHY.

He took it out, and it grew to its normal size. He whispered something, then it shrunk back down. An evil plan came to mind.

"GALION!"

Galion ran out, stopping to fix a crooked picture on the wall. Then kept on, an awesomely, evil, Galion, fantastic, awesome, fabulous, majestic, plot forming in his head. The trophy ever so present in his pocket, tingling, and warming his hand.

Until... Crash! Hold on, I need to go check on Aragorn. WHEW! Okay, okay, he is still waiting on me... Anyway! Until... *cackles evilly, and rubs hands together* The next chapter!

Please review! And Galion will not take over your mind with his trophy! Also, free Kool-aid!

If you have not heard about the contest I am having, check out chapter 5 of The Switch. :)