Those Who Hunt Elves
"I have finally completed it!!!!" Jessica shouted as she burst into the living room of her two story house. "I have translated the Fellowship of the Ring into Quenya!"
"Alright, let's huddle together and start reading it." Liz, one of Jessica's best friends, ordered.
"Do we have to?" Adam, another of Jessica's friends, whined.
"Yes we have to. Think of it, all those elves just asking for pictures to be taken of them. All of those beautiful people endowed with beautiful voices. We must go. It is our duty as Lord Of The Rings fans." Liz raved.
"I still don't see why you need me. You two are the ones who had the insane idea of translating The Fellowship of the Ring into Quenya in the hopes that it would create an inter-dimensional portal and transport you and Jessica to the world of the book, thus allowing you to hunt down elves and take pictures of them. Why do you need me to come along?" Adam complained to Liz.
"Well some one has to be our pack mule." Jessica retorted as she opened the book. She read the first page and turned to the second page, when a bright light enveloped the three of them. As the light surrounded them they began to feel warm, like they were standing next to a heater, but not too warm as to be uncomfortable. When the light finally cleared, they found themselves in a lightly wooded area.
"It worked!!!" Jessica and Liz shouted in joy.
"It worked? I can't believe it. Oh, God why?" Adam asked the sky. "Okay so what now?"
"First, Adam, take off that back pack and get out the cameras." Jessica instructed.
Adam took off the pack and pulled out the two Polaroid cameras and handed one to each of the girls. "How come the two of you don't have packs?" He suspiciously asked when he noticed that he was the only one carrying a pack.
"We told you we needed a pack mule. Could you hand us each a spare pack of film?" Liz asked Adam. He complied and put the pack back on. "Okay, now do we get to go hunt elves?" Liz impatiently inquired.
"Yup, we can just wander around and take a picture of whatever elf walks our way." Jessica concurred as they set out.
About an hour later the girls began to lag behind.
"Hot…tired…thirsty…need…rest." Liz panted.
"Yeah…Hey Adam…stop…for a minute…and let us rest." Jessica panted.
"Rest?! We've only walked a mile and you two are tired?! I'm the one carrying the back pack!" Adam exasperatedly replied.
"We're city girls and not used to the rigors of the outdoors." Liz informed him, and took a seat on a stump in the shade.
"This isn't exactly easy. We haven't been following a road or anything. We've just been meandering around. Besides, we aren't a big sweaty male like you." Jessica retorted.
"I am not sweaty. This is actually very easy. The ground is flat, and the day isn't too hot. This was your guys' stupid idea anyway, and you two don't have a back pack to carry."
"You already said that part about the back pack." Liz remarked. Adam just rolled his eyes. "You know, I bet if we wait here for awhile, some elves might just walk by." Liz said with a smile.
"Yeah, right. What are the chances of that…" Adam began, but was cut off as two people that couldn't possibly be mistaken for anything but elves walked by. "Holy mother of muffin, I don't believe it."
The elves noticed the trio and stopped. "Hi." Jessica greeted.
"Good afternoon." One of the elves returned.
"Are you by chance lost?" The other one asked.
"Well, actually, yes, we kinda are." Liz answered.
"Would you like to know where you are?" The first elf said with a smile.
"We'd much appreciate it." Liz again answered.
"You're about a mile from Rivendell." The second elf supplied. "King Thulandrill of Mirkwood has arrived, and he and Elrond are throwing a feast. I am sure you would be welcome to join us."
"Really? We can really come?" Jessica asked her face alight.
"I don't see why not. It would be useful for us to know each others names since we will travel together for a brief time. I am called Dunathion." The first elf said by way of introduction.
"And I am Suradulinion." The second elf introduced himself.
"Pleased to meet you, I am Jessica, that's Liz, and that one's Adam." Jessica returned as she pointed to each of her friends.
"Could we ask a favor of you?" Liz asked.
"Sure." Dunathion answered.
"One can always ask." Suradulinion replied.
"Will you stand over there, by that tree?" Liz inquired as she pointed to a tree on their right. The two elves complied and Jessica and Liz got their cameras ready.
Click!
"Thanks that's all we wanted." Jessica smiled while the two cameras spit out the photo paper. As the photos developed, the girls stared and started to giggle. The two elves noticed and came to have a look. Adam, fearing the worst, also came to see why the girls were giggling so.
"Holy cheese on rye! They pose!" Adam exclaimed. The pictures the girls had taken were pretty normal except for one small detail. Just before taking the picture, Suradulinion, and Dunathion were standing in a normal mug shot pose, but in the pictures the two of them had their arms linked, had huge grins, and were making peace signs.
"That's fun. What kind of magic is this?" Dunathion asked as he saw the picture.
"Uh…um…it's called…a camera?" Jessica supplied making it sound more like a query than a statement.
"Can you do that again?" Suradulinion excitedly asked.
Jessica and Liz looked at each other for a second and smiled. "Sure, stand somewhere and we'll take another one." They said in unison.
While the elves and the girls were looking at the next picture, Adam put his head in his hands. "Why? First their idea about how to get here works, then we meet elves they way they wanted, next the elves pose for their pictures, and it turns out they like to have their pictures taken. We're gonna be stuck here forever. What next?"
"Hey Adam, hurry up or we're gonna leave you." Jessica said over her shoulder as she and Liz began to follow the elves toward Rivendell.
"Why me?" Adam asked as he turned to follow them.