As a warning this was written in absolute boredom so any weird things must be excused...this may be one of my crappier fanficts but I am going to have fun writing it! And all randomness must be forgiven! So please R&R! And I'm sorry if this scares you people.


Disclaimer: I own nothing, but I can pretend right?


Sally woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. She'd had that dream again. The one where she was making out with Legolas. Dang he was hot! Oh she had tried to find a way to middle earth, but it had never quite worked out for her. Her one goal in life was to be the epitome of the Mary Sue! There were only a couple of problems.

a.) She had boring sandy cut up to her ears hair. Nothing like the flowing raven hair she wanted.

b.) She couldn't sing worth crap. People covered their ears in horror when she started screeching.

c.) She was incredibly short

d.) She never found herself in any of the situations any typical Mary-Sues found themselves in.

e.) Her mother refused to let her change her name to Talathwen Alatariel.

f.) Her mother also refused to let her dye her hair or get extensions.

Sally was forced to cut her hair ever couple of weeks, her mother thought short hair looked better on her than long hair. She was not allowed to dye her hair though she had tried to convince her mother to allow her.

"Mother dearest, may I please dye my hair?"

"No. You have lovely hair, and I never dyed my hair until I was in my late thirties."

"But!"

"No."

Then one day something amazing happened! She was reading her Lord of the Rings book when suddenly Legolas appeared in the doorway!

"OMG! You're Legolas!"

"Of course I am. Who are you, homely child of men?"

"Homely?"

"You are not fit to be in my sight."

"But! But!"

"Fare you well!"

And then he disappeared. So far things were not working out for Sally.


Ellinde: Okay, I am sorry. Really. But like I said I was bored. And I don't really think that Legolas would act like that. I love him. Alright so please read and review, If I get a good enough response I might decide to update...and I'll give you cookies.