I'm baaaaaack!!! Guess what? I actually made that "Warning: Seriously
Deranged" sign I talked about. My mom gave me one of those "how on earth
are you my daughter" looks and told me I didn't really need it. Might have
something to do with the fact that I was bouncing around shrieking
"Chocolate" at the top of my lungs…
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Achoo!
Chapter the Fourth: Green Gooey Mud
The castle was a complete wreck. Wall tapestries were torn and ragged, hallways were covered in mud, fountains were overturned, flower arrangements squashed. In the center, in a giant heap, lay four muddy bodies- three half-elven, one mortal- and over them stood a very smelly, dirty, slimy, disapproving Lord Elrond. Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen and Éowyn were breathing too heavily to understand Elrond's lecture. But it was clear that he was *NOT* amused.
Aragorn sat, in a mud puddle, oblivious to the world. The rain had let up, but he was enchanted by the tiny baby. There was something odd about it… but Aragorn didn't really notice. It was so cute! He was too absorbed to even notice some shadowy forms slowly approaching… The bumped and rattled over the ground, quite suspicious to other eyes, but Aragorn was held captive by the odd infant…
Legolas chuckled evilly. He had worked for *AGES* on these figures: getting the palace weavers to make life-like fur and skin, modeling them after dreaded creatures. A few paltry magicians had been glad to create a calling spell for a purse of gold. Those were basic, and Legolas had plenty to pay. He didn't stint on practical jokes.
Aragorn suddenly looked up. He was surrounded by full grown monsters. He had been tricked by the infants spell. He would never be seen again! He let out a blood curdling, girlish scream. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Legolas could no longer contain his mirth. He motioned to the puppeteers to step away from the 'monsters', who therefore collapsed into a heap of metal, wood, and animal skins. Legolas laughed. Stepping forward, he nearly collapsed like the animals at the look on his friend's face. Aragorn looked confused, terrified, and ready to murder someone. Him.
Laughing hysterically, Legolas came a bit closer. "Frightened- hahahaohdearohhehee- King Aragorn? Oh, hahahaheeah!!" Aragorn glared at him. He had learned a few things from Arwen. Legolas was too busy laughing to notice. "You should—aha, hahaa—should see… look on your face!" he giggled, doubling over with laughter. "Your face… you… you…" he slipped, and fell hard, right into one of the numerous puddles of mud. A green, smelly, moldy, slippery puddle of mud.
Legolas looked shocked for a moment, then both Aragorn and he began to laugh again. They rolled about in the mud, laughing hysterically. The puppeteers gave each other frightened looks, and began edging away. When they reached the nearest tree, they ran. Fast.
Legolas finally stood to get up. "Well, King of Gondor, that was quite amusing."
"Yes, Prince Legolas, you gave me quite a scare. I escaped Gondor to avoid such a mess, and now…" he looked ruefully at the ruined remains of his scarlet embroidered cape. He preferred Ranger garments, but as King… He began to stand, but promptly slipped again. Grabbing Legolas' tunic as he fell, soon both King and Prince were covered in mud. And mud, they discovered, made wonderful balls.
In the palace, both elven-lord, Stewardess, and Queen bore the same rainment as King and Prince. Middle Earth had entered mud season.
Do you like? Please review… sorry if it's a bit short. Me like it! Me off to go steal some more cookies to produce more random bizzarity!! Mwahahaa!!!
REVIEW! OR THE EVIL POND SLUGS WILL SUCK YOUR BLOOK! BWAHAHA!!
Disclaimer: Why do you even ask?
Achoo!
Chapter the Fourth: Green Gooey Mud
The castle was a complete wreck. Wall tapestries were torn and ragged, hallways were covered in mud, fountains were overturned, flower arrangements squashed. In the center, in a giant heap, lay four muddy bodies- three half-elven, one mortal- and over them stood a very smelly, dirty, slimy, disapproving Lord Elrond. Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen and Éowyn were breathing too heavily to understand Elrond's lecture. But it was clear that he was *NOT* amused.
Aragorn sat, in a mud puddle, oblivious to the world. The rain had let up, but he was enchanted by the tiny baby. There was something odd about it… but Aragorn didn't really notice. It was so cute! He was too absorbed to even notice some shadowy forms slowly approaching… The bumped and rattled over the ground, quite suspicious to other eyes, but Aragorn was held captive by the odd infant…
Legolas chuckled evilly. He had worked for *AGES* on these figures: getting the palace weavers to make life-like fur and skin, modeling them after dreaded creatures. A few paltry magicians had been glad to create a calling spell for a purse of gold. Those were basic, and Legolas had plenty to pay. He didn't stint on practical jokes.
Aragorn suddenly looked up. He was surrounded by full grown monsters. He had been tricked by the infants spell. He would never be seen again! He let out a blood curdling, girlish scream. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Legolas could no longer contain his mirth. He motioned to the puppeteers to step away from the 'monsters', who therefore collapsed into a heap of metal, wood, and animal skins. Legolas laughed. Stepping forward, he nearly collapsed like the animals at the look on his friend's face. Aragorn looked confused, terrified, and ready to murder someone. Him.
Laughing hysterically, Legolas came a bit closer. "Frightened- hahahaohdearohhehee- King Aragorn? Oh, hahahaheeah!!" Aragorn glared at him. He had learned a few things from Arwen. Legolas was too busy laughing to notice. "You should—aha, hahaa—should see… look on your face!" he giggled, doubling over with laughter. "Your face… you… you…" he slipped, and fell hard, right into one of the numerous puddles of mud. A green, smelly, moldy, slippery puddle of mud.
Legolas looked shocked for a moment, then both Aragorn and he began to laugh again. They rolled about in the mud, laughing hysterically. The puppeteers gave each other frightened looks, and began edging away. When they reached the nearest tree, they ran. Fast.
Legolas finally stood to get up. "Well, King of Gondor, that was quite amusing."
"Yes, Prince Legolas, you gave me quite a scare. I escaped Gondor to avoid such a mess, and now…" he looked ruefully at the ruined remains of his scarlet embroidered cape. He preferred Ranger garments, but as King… He began to stand, but promptly slipped again. Grabbing Legolas' tunic as he fell, soon both King and Prince were covered in mud. And mud, they discovered, made wonderful balls.
In the palace, both elven-lord, Stewardess, and Queen bore the same rainment as King and Prince. Middle Earth had entered mud season.
Do you like? Please review… sorry if it's a bit short. Me like it! Me off to go steal some more cookies to produce more random bizzarity!! Mwahahaa!!!
REVIEW! OR THE EVIL POND SLUGS WILL SUCK YOUR BLOOK! BWAHAHA!!