Desperate Lasgalen
Authors' notes: Hello, there. This is Nolitari speaking. Moofin Queen and I have decided
author a fic together.
She will be writing the even numbered chapters, whereas I will be doing the odd numbered ones.
I hope you enjoy the first installment of Desperate Lasgalen.
As always, review!
Disclaimer: We own nothing, of course. It all belongs to Tolkien the Great.
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Prince Legolas of Greenwood looked at himself in the mirror with a disatisfied face. He had always been so attractive, all of the Elf-maids had drooled over his gorgeous blonde locks that he loved like nothing else. But now, now the Elf-maids didn't drool over him as they used to. They had moved on to Elladan and Elrohir, and if he wasn't mistaken, that Erestor had a few fans. Even Aragorn had fans! It was saddening.
It was a horrible to imagine that such a dull Elf would have fangirls. Why would they leave Legolas? He was such an entertaining and exciting Elf. Why? Because he was Legolas! His stories were so much fun to listen to. Who wouldn't want to hear him speaking of the time he slayed twenty orcs with his bare hands? Well, obviously the Elf-maids did not..
The Elf-maids did not listen to the story anyway. They just watched Legolas. That was what they lived for. Every single one of them had once hoped to be the future bride of Legolas Thranduilion, and even more, the queen of Greenwood. But at the rate things were going at the time, Thranduil was never going give up the throne.
But now, as Legolas looked at himself in the mirror, he concluded that he was becoming as boring as Erestor. Which was a horrid thing to think of, since he was supposed to be exciting and interesting. But after hearing the orc story more than five times a day, one can realize why the Elf-maids flocked to the others.
I shall become an interesting and attractive Elf-prince! All shall love me!
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A/N: Oi. That wasn't too bad, right? O.O Please do to tell...
-Noli