My muse has finally returned from her vacation! Yay! Um…ok this fic
is pre-Lotr. And please don't tell me that Legolas is OOC…he's 16 (in human
years) and his best friend is coming to visit him after ten years. You'd be
a bit over excited too. Don't worry…he returns to his calm normal self in
the next chapter and Aragorn makes his big appearance…Oh the first part is
Legolas's dream…if you can't figure that out. Enjoy!
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'Aragorn wait for me!' yelled a young Legolas, his laughter tinkling like bells in the morning air. A deeper but still youthful voice answered him. 'Up here!' Legolas scrambled up the tree after his human friend, who was sitting in the oak's sturdy branches. Panting he glanced over at Aragorn, who's dark eyes twinkled merrily. Silently he pointed up at the branches of the tree which were full of…
'Acorns!' shouted Legolas, but Aragorn silenced him, and peered down through the thick foliage to see Legolas's eldest brother below them. They both grinned wickedly. The elven prince took a handful of acorns and chucked them downwards. Elvish curses reached their ears and they both giggled madly. 'Hurry up!' cried Aragorn in terror as they heard someone climbing the tree. Legolas looked back and saw his brother his face contorted in fury. But then the face twisted into another…the horrible face of the person who took Aragorn away from him...Took him up north to learn how to be a ranger and a king…
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Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, woke with a start. 'Aragorn,' he murmured a slight sheen of sweat on his face. Then he remembered. Today Aragorn was coming back to visit him. It had been ten years since he had last seen his best friend and even though he was an elf it had seemed so long. Happiness coursing through him, he jumped out of bed and got dressed. Hastily braiding his blonde hair in its usual style he hurried downstairs to join his family for breakfast.
'Good morning father!' he said, kissing his father on the cheek.
'How many times do I have to tell you?' said King Thranduil. 'It is not right for a prince to display his affections in public…'
'I'm sorry father,' said Legolas hastily.
'And why are you so damn happy?' his father asked.
'Don't you remember father?' asked Legolas's sister, who was only a few years his senior. 'His human friend is coming today. He's spoken of nothing else for weeks. I think…'
'No one cares what you think,' said Legolas, his mouth full of lembras.
'Did you hear what he said father?' she said indignantly.
'Apologize to you're sister Legolas," said Thranduil sternly, before eyeing his youngest son with concern.
'Sorry,' muttered Legolas before jumping up from his seat. 'Bye!'
'Wait a minuet Legolas!' said his father. 'Before you go I want to have a word with you. Would you all mind leaving us for a moment?'
Legolas's siblings obediently left the hall, leaving Legolas alone with his father.
'What?' asked Legolas, his mind on Aragorn.
'I know Aragorn is you're best friend, and he is most certainly welcome here any time. You two could end the rift between our race and his.'
Legolas tapped his foot impatiently. He knew all this already.
'What I'm trying to say is…don't be surprised if he has changed.'
'What?'
'Well he has been among humans for ten years…who knows what could have happened in that time? Humans are so fickle Legolas…and I don't want to see you hurt.'
'Aragorn wouldn't hurt me. He's my best friend! And you say that I should be open to other races and you're saying they're fickle?'
'That's not what…'
'Just shut up, ok,' said Legolas before running out…determined to prove his father wrong. Aragorn couldn't have changed. Things would be the same as they always were, this he was positive of.
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'Aragorn wait for me!' yelled a young Legolas, his laughter tinkling like bells in the morning air. A deeper but still youthful voice answered him. 'Up here!' Legolas scrambled up the tree after his human friend, who was sitting in the oak's sturdy branches. Panting he glanced over at Aragorn, who's dark eyes twinkled merrily. Silently he pointed up at the branches of the tree which were full of…
'Acorns!' shouted Legolas, but Aragorn silenced him, and peered down through the thick foliage to see Legolas's eldest brother below them. They both grinned wickedly. The elven prince took a handful of acorns and chucked them downwards. Elvish curses reached their ears and they both giggled madly. 'Hurry up!' cried Aragorn in terror as they heard someone climbing the tree. Legolas looked back and saw his brother his face contorted in fury. But then the face twisted into another…the horrible face of the person who took Aragorn away from him...Took him up north to learn how to be a ranger and a king…
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Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, woke with a start. 'Aragorn,' he murmured a slight sheen of sweat on his face. Then he remembered. Today Aragorn was coming back to visit him. It had been ten years since he had last seen his best friend and even though he was an elf it had seemed so long. Happiness coursing through him, he jumped out of bed and got dressed. Hastily braiding his blonde hair in its usual style he hurried downstairs to join his family for breakfast.
'Good morning father!' he said, kissing his father on the cheek.
'How many times do I have to tell you?' said King Thranduil. 'It is not right for a prince to display his affections in public…'
'I'm sorry father,' said Legolas hastily.
'And why are you so damn happy?' his father asked.
'Don't you remember father?' asked Legolas's sister, who was only a few years his senior. 'His human friend is coming today. He's spoken of nothing else for weeks. I think…'
'No one cares what you think,' said Legolas, his mouth full of lembras.
'Did you hear what he said father?' she said indignantly.
'Apologize to you're sister Legolas," said Thranduil sternly, before eyeing his youngest son with concern.
'Sorry,' muttered Legolas before jumping up from his seat. 'Bye!'
'Wait a minuet Legolas!' said his father. 'Before you go I want to have a word with you. Would you all mind leaving us for a moment?'
Legolas's siblings obediently left the hall, leaving Legolas alone with his father.
'What?' asked Legolas, his mind on Aragorn.
'I know Aragorn is you're best friend, and he is most certainly welcome here any time. You two could end the rift between our race and his.'
Legolas tapped his foot impatiently. He knew all this already.
'What I'm trying to say is…don't be surprised if he has changed.'
'What?'
'Well he has been among humans for ten years…who knows what could have happened in that time? Humans are so fickle Legolas…and I don't want to see you hurt.'
'Aragorn wouldn't hurt me. He's my best friend! And you say that I should be open to other races and you're saying they're fickle?'
'That's not what…'
'Just shut up, ok,' said Legolas before running out…determined to prove his father wrong. Aragorn couldn't have changed. Things would be the same as they always were, this he was positive of.