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however!
Thanks for all the reviews!! *Note: Flames will be used to incinerate Arwen's perfume. Nothing more.
Achoo!
Chapter the Second: Aragorn attempts Escape
"Aragorn?" Arwen had captured a good nights sleep- with the help of a few elven potions in her herbal teas- and was feeling a bit better. "Beloved, where are you?" Aragorn winced, and looked pleadingly at Elrohir. He, and his brother Elladan, were visiting Gondor with their father. Elrohir snickered. "Brother, you know very well the temper Arwen contains," Elladan said sternly, trying to keep from bursting into great gusts of laughter at the look on Aragorn's face. "Yes, we will go to her."
"Tell her that I'm NOT here."
"Where are you then?"
"On my way to Mirkwood, to pay a visit to King Thranduil and Prince Legolas," Aragorn said firmly. A random maid/advisor/person of state popped (seemingly) out of nowhere. "Your Majesty!" she said, making a formal bow. "You cannot leave! There are affairs of state to be considered, the closest heir to the throne to be chosen, the gardens to be attended to…" Aragorn silenced her. "Arwen will attend to all that, she always does. I'm leaving." He had packed his bags, and was saddling his horse when he realized, Gods! Arwen's ill, that's why I'm fleeing…er, going to Mirkwood! He had a moment of panic, until he realized that Elrond, Elrohir and Elladan were also visiting, and- A crash sounded, as a large piece of furniture was defenestrated. He flinched. Arwen was feeling better. Feeling uneasy, for no particular reason, he mounted his horse and rode off.
"What do you mean, Aragorn is in MIRKWOOD?" Arwen shrieking, chucking everything she could find at her older brother. Elladan dodged a particularly large elven vase, and grinned. Arwen hadn't changed a whit. Straightening, and attempting to look as regal as a half-elven lord should, (he failed, by the way) he said with dignity, "He is paying court to King Thranduil and Legolas." Arwen grimaced. "You STILL can't manage that 'blank courtier' look," she announced. Elladan sighed, and grinned widely. "And I suppose you can?"
"That's not the point, Ell." She had long ago given up using her pet names for her older siblings, but still teased them with the dratted thing from time to time. Elladan and Elrohir hated it. "And what is the point? That you can't bear to be parted from your beloved a moment longer?" He dodged another vase, as Elrohir opened to door, to see if his brother had survived. He closed it again rapidly. "Don't be silly. I expect he thinks that I am to rule Gondor in his stead?"
"I suppose he thinks that you do that anyways sister. Anyhow, he will not be gone long. Just a brief visit."
"So he says."
"Would he lie, about such a thing?"
"Yes."
In the meanwhile, Aragorn was regretting his decision to leave Gondor. It was raining. He had reached a small grove of trees that had come out of nowhere, and decided to rest a moment. At least HE wasn't wet, but he was convinced that The Sword that was Broken and Reforged was rusting. What was it about legendary swords that dampness was so attracted to? He sat down, and attempted to start a fire. And failed. Sighing, he began to polish he sword, though it was probably foolish. It was still raining. Suddenly he heard a noise in the brush, and two small, children sized figures toppled out. Aragorn suppressed a giggle at their appearance- one was small, red headed, and quite obviously female. The other was black haired, dirty, and carried a large bundle. The figures deposited it at his feet, and scampered off. Aragorn inspected the bundle cautiously. What could it possibly be? He realized, almost instantaneously, what it was.
A cry rang out through a solitary grove. A few squirrels turned their heads, then paid no attention. But still it continued. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
Cliffhanger, eh?? Muhuhahahahaaaa…. Who, me? Evil? Bwahahahaaa!!!!! R/R. OR THE EVIL BLOOD SUCKING RABID CARROT TOPS WILL GET YOU!!! MWAHUHAHAA!!!!!!!!! *What am I on? Wouldn't you like to know… OK, OK, I'll tell you…*whispers* CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!!*
((((((((((((((((((((((( See? They're happy!!!
Thanks for all the reviews!! *Note: Flames will be used to incinerate Arwen's perfume. Nothing more.
Achoo!
Chapter the Second: Aragorn attempts Escape
"Aragorn?" Arwen had captured a good nights sleep- with the help of a few elven potions in her herbal teas- and was feeling a bit better. "Beloved, where are you?" Aragorn winced, and looked pleadingly at Elrohir. He, and his brother Elladan, were visiting Gondor with their father. Elrohir snickered. "Brother, you know very well the temper Arwen contains," Elladan said sternly, trying to keep from bursting into great gusts of laughter at the look on Aragorn's face. "Yes, we will go to her."
"Tell her that I'm NOT here."
"Where are you then?"
"On my way to Mirkwood, to pay a visit to King Thranduil and Prince Legolas," Aragorn said firmly. A random maid/advisor/person of state popped (seemingly) out of nowhere. "Your Majesty!" she said, making a formal bow. "You cannot leave! There are affairs of state to be considered, the closest heir to the throne to be chosen, the gardens to be attended to…" Aragorn silenced her. "Arwen will attend to all that, she always does. I'm leaving." He had packed his bags, and was saddling his horse when he realized, Gods! Arwen's ill, that's why I'm fleeing…er, going to Mirkwood! He had a moment of panic, until he realized that Elrond, Elrohir and Elladan were also visiting, and- A crash sounded, as a large piece of furniture was defenestrated. He flinched. Arwen was feeling better. Feeling uneasy, for no particular reason, he mounted his horse and rode off.
"What do you mean, Aragorn is in MIRKWOOD?" Arwen shrieking, chucking everything she could find at her older brother. Elladan dodged a particularly large elven vase, and grinned. Arwen hadn't changed a whit. Straightening, and attempting to look as regal as a half-elven lord should, (he failed, by the way) he said with dignity, "He is paying court to King Thranduil and Legolas." Arwen grimaced. "You STILL can't manage that 'blank courtier' look," she announced. Elladan sighed, and grinned widely. "And I suppose you can?"
"That's not the point, Ell." She had long ago given up using her pet names for her older siblings, but still teased them with the dratted thing from time to time. Elladan and Elrohir hated it. "And what is the point? That you can't bear to be parted from your beloved a moment longer?" He dodged another vase, as Elrohir opened to door, to see if his brother had survived. He closed it again rapidly. "Don't be silly. I expect he thinks that I am to rule Gondor in his stead?"
"I suppose he thinks that you do that anyways sister. Anyhow, he will not be gone long. Just a brief visit."
"So he says."
"Would he lie, about such a thing?"
"Yes."
In the meanwhile, Aragorn was regretting his decision to leave Gondor. It was raining. He had reached a small grove of trees that had come out of nowhere, and decided to rest a moment. At least HE wasn't wet, but he was convinced that The Sword that was Broken and Reforged was rusting. What was it about legendary swords that dampness was so attracted to? He sat down, and attempted to start a fire. And failed. Sighing, he began to polish he sword, though it was probably foolish. It was still raining. Suddenly he heard a noise in the brush, and two small, children sized figures toppled out. Aragorn suppressed a giggle at their appearance- one was small, red headed, and quite obviously female. The other was black haired, dirty, and carried a large bundle. The figures deposited it at his feet, and scampered off. Aragorn inspected the bundle cautiously. What could it possibly be? He realized, almost instantaneously, what it was.
A cry rang out through a solitary grove. A few squirrels turned their heads, then paid no attention. But still it continued. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
Cliffhanger, eh?? Muhuhahahahaaaa…. Who, me? Evil? Bwahahahaaa!!!!! R/R. OR THE EVIL BLOOD SUCKING RABID CARROT TOPS WILL GET YOU!!! MWAHUHAHAA!!!!!!!!! *What am I on? Wouldn't you like to know… OK, OK, I'll tell you…*whispers* CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!!*
((((((((((((((((((((((( See? They're happy!!!