Good Morning Beautiful
(Guess you can say it's a romantic comedy. lol.)
Don't own the song or characteras...merely borrowing them.
Thranduil pulled the door to his chamber closed behind him. He had awoken early, refreshed his self, and got ready for the day. It was going to be a long one, what with dealing with the merchants from Long Lake and the sighting of orcs in the northern reaches of Mirkwood, not to mention, the ever increasing infestation of spiders, the dwarves that were found poaching on their land, and the general everyday running of his kingdom. With all that to think about, he began proceeded down the hall.
"Good Morning, Beautiful
How was your night?"
Was someone singing?
"Mine was wonderful with you by my side
When I open my eyes to see your sweet face,
it's a good morning, beautiful day!"
Who was singing in the Royal wing at this untimely hour? He walked down the hall. At first, he had planned to ignore it, but his curiosity got the better of him.
"I couldn't see the light
Didn't know day from night
I had no reason to care
But since you came along
I can face the dawn,
'Cause I know you'll be there."
Was it coming from Legolas' room?
"Good Morning, Beautiful
How was your night?
Mine was wonderful with you by my side
When I open my eyes to see your sweet face,
it's a good morning, beautiful day!"
Thranduil stooped next to his son's door and listened for a moment. He could not possibly be entertaining anyone. Things were not done that way in the elven society.
"I never worry if it's raining outside
'Cause in here with you, boy,
The sun always shines!"
Boy? Thranduil knocked gently on the door, but he received no reply.
"Good Morning, Beautiful
How was your night?
Mine was wonderful with you by my side
When I open my eyes to see your sweet face,
it's a good morning, beautiful day!"
Unable to withstand it any longer not knowing what was going on, he opened the door and peeked in. Legolas stood in the center of his room holding a brush in one hand and a hand mirror in the other, wearing nothing but his socks and undershorts. He twirled around while looking into the mirror and sang into the mirror.
"Yeah, Good Morning Beautiful…Daaaaaaaay."
Thranduil's eyebrows went up in concern, "Legolas, son, what are you doing?"
Legolas spun around in surprise, dropping his hairbrush, he promptly the mirror behind his back. "N-n-nothing, Adar."
The End.
Song popped into me head the other day and I could not miss my chance to pick on Legolas…It is also my first non-Aragorn fanfic… /excited/ YAY!