Riza: Yes, I'm alive!
Maggie: Darn.
Riza: Oh, shut up, you freakishly tall Entish person!
Maggie: Hobbit.
Riza: One more time, and I swear I'll spork you.
Maggie: Right, you say that now. But when you even attempt that, my evil vampire pomegranate minion army will defend me.
Chapter 1: In Which Maggie Does Something Even Stupider
A tall, regal looking elf walked slowly through the forest. His long blonde hair was braided in the customary way, and two ivory knives were strapped to his back, along with his quiver. He carried his bow in one hand, and his piercing blue eyes scanned the forest for the source of the noise that had interrupted his meditation session (anger-management-therapy). Said elf was Legolas, son of Thranduil and Prince of Mirkwood.
Pointed ears pricked up ever so slightly as he heard the faint shouts. Running swiftly to the noise, he skidded to a silent stop, and concealed himself behind a tree. His fair brow creased as he beheld the strangest sight.
"You Height stealer! You stole my height! Give it back, give it back, give it back!" What appeared to be a raven-haired, ruby eyed she hobbit, clad in black, was attempting to maul a tall elf maiden, that he did not recognise, with auburn locks and blue-grey orbs, also wearing black, and screaming about how she was too tall.
"Riza, calm down!" the elf spoke, laughing.
The hobbit paused in her assault, panting. She glared up at her companion. Suddenly a look of confusion overcame her face.
"Maggie…your ears…oh my Kami-sama, you're an elf!" she shrieked.
"Speak for yourself, hobbit," the elf replied, unfazed.
"Who are you calling short--holy shit, you're serious!" the hobbit-Riza-then proceeded to run in circles around the much taller girl, screaming about transmutation circles and giant squirrels. The elf deftly stuck a foot out, which she promptly tripped over a fell flat on her face. She sat up, groaning.
Legolas had to suppress a chuckle. They were acting quite a bit like Merry and Pippin. He chose this time to reveal himself.
"I take it you two are lost?" he asked, smiling lightly.
"Gyaaaaah!"
This time he did laugh as the hobbit jumped nearly a foot in the air. The elf whipped around to face him, and her eyes widened. Her face broke into a grin as she waved madly.
"Hi, Leggy!"
The raven-haired girl gaped. Seizing her arm, she pulled her down to her height.
"You idiot! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?! That's Legolas for crissakes!" he heard her hiss.
"So?"
"So? So? You fangirl!"
At this point, Legolas wondered several things. How did they know who he was, why were they both wearing trousers, although obviously both female, and what on Middle-Earth was a fangirl?
"I think you two ought to come with me!" he said.
At this, the elf took on a dreamy expression, nodding in complete agreement. Her companion however, looked stricken. Grabbing the brunette's hand, she tugged her along as she sprint away. She's surprisingly fast, he thought in amusement, for one of such short stature. Although she'd probably try to attack me if she heard me say that.
"What…the hell…were you thinking?" Riza panted, hands on her newly shortened legs.
"I was thinking just how much hotter he is in real life…" Maggie sighed, still in a dream-like state.
"Oi, snap out of it!"
"Legolas…"
She positively boiled. "I swear to Kami-sama, when I get my hands on him, I will inflict such pain…" she muttered, seizing her best mate's wrist and dragging her back the way they came.
Arriving in the clearing they'd started out in, they were surprised to find their backpacks, tents, sleeping bags, instruments, and equipment: amps, generator and all. They'd planned to meet up with the other three members of their band and campout there for a week before heading off on their debut tour.
Grumbling and sighing, they shouldered their packs, securing the other bags on their backs and each picking up their instruments. They positioned themselves on either side of the generator, taking a handle.
"One, two, three, hoist!" hefting the heavy metal contraption between them, they began the long, grueling walk toward what they assumed was the direction Legolas had come from.
Riza: So there it is! One or two original characters will be hopefully showing up soon. I'm a bit of a spaz/pyro in this.
Maggie: And you're not normally?
Riza: No, I'm not.
Maggie:-sweatdrops- Sure…
Riza: Anyways, see you next time! Reviews for our sick, twisted ideas are appreciated!
Maggie: Um, yeah, don't you mean your sick, twisted ideas, shorty?
Riza: I AM NOT SHORT!!! –pulls out sniper rifle-
Maggie: Crap. Review while I run for my life!!!!!!
Riza: I'M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU HEIGHT-STEALER!!!!!!!!!!
