AN: Thanks to all those that reviewed my story: pickles12, DRUNKEN LANDLORD and Anawey. Yes, I did post the same chapter twice but the lovely Ann Riddle was able to help me out with that 'technical difficulty'. If you have any suggestions for my story, please tell me!

Here's chapter two, enjoy!

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"This is the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life!" Frodo cried from behind a screen.

Gandalf, peering out through a crack between the boards covering the window, turned and said, "I'd give you about 5 minutes until they get here, hurry up! Come on out and let me see your disguise."

Sighing forlornly, Frodo stepped out from behind the screen while Gandalf tried hard not to laugh. Frodo's hair was clipped back with butterfly hair clips and he wore a pair of sleek, feminine sunglasses. He wore a silky sky-blue tank top with sequins and two coconut halves were strapped onto his chest. The eyeshadow matched the shirt and he had put on berry lip-gloss and mascara. Three-inch black pumps and nylons complemented a black embroidered mini-skirt.

"Well," Gandalf coughed as he tried to suppress his laughter, "not bad, eh? And you said I wouldn't be able to conjure up any decent girl clothes. I'll set up the distraction, you better get away fast because I won't be able to hold it for that long. Out, out!"

Gandalf waved his hands in the air and mumbled words under his breath in the direction of the window and suddenly Legolas appeared… or at least, an illusion of Legolas. As every fangirl stared, the illusionary Legolas ran off and half of the fangirls followed screaming, yelling and shrieking at the top of their lungs. During the mayhem, Frodo took off the boards on the window, climbed and mingled in the throng. As all the rest of the fangirls ran up to Gandalf's house, Frodo ran with them until he tripped in the high-heels. As he bent down to fix the shoe, part of his sunglasses slipped and a nearby fangirl got a glance at his blue eyes.

"His eyes are so BLUE!" she shrieked, fainting to the ground. Suddenly the group of fangirls turned to look at Frodo who had just finished fixing the shoe in time to hear the shriek. All the fangirls looked down at his feet and stared at his curly-haired hobbit feet.

"IT'S FRODO!" they yelled and started to run after him. Cursing high-heels, Frodo took off, stumbling as he ran over the rough terrain. As he looked behind, Frodo saw another group of fangirls approaching, Legolas running at the front of the pack. Soon Legolas and Frodo were side by side, Frodo hopping along as he tried to take off the shoes. "Another group after you, Legolas?" Frodo yelled, throwing the high-heels he had finally gotten off behind him.

Showing him a lock of hair shorter than the rest, Legolas tearfully replied, "They cut my hair! My HAIR!" Frodo, as well as he could while running, patted Legolas sympathetically on the back.

They started running up a hill when suddenly Frodo tripped on a tree root and collided with Legolas, sending them both rolling down the hill. As they rolled over rocks and debris, they exclaimed in pain until they finally reached the bottom. After everything had stopped spinning, Legolas sat up and cupped his hand to his ear.

"The coast is clear!" he said as he started to pick the leaves and twigs out of his hair while muttering about clumsy hobbits and tree roots.

"I'm not so sure about that," Frodo said warily. "Come on, we're close to Aragorn and Arwen's place. It should be about five minutes away." As Legolas stood up he stopped, looked at Frodo and started laughing.

"WHAT!"

"I just realized –haha–, you're dressed –hahaha– like a girl! I –heehee– always knew you had –haha– a feminine side. And there are leaves –giggle– stuck in your coconuts!" He said, leaning on a tree stump.

"Shut UP!" Frodo yelled, turning red. Legolas stood up and they started walking but Legolas struggled to keep his face straight.

"I like your –snicker– butterfly clips!" Frodo curled his hands into fists and kept them by his sides, fuming.

To be continued…