The Two Morons
By Samhoku
Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Rings or any of the characters. I have permission to use my sister and myself. xD
Chapter.
10,000 Orcs. Samantha promptly fainted. Everyone looked at her but didn't appear concerned. And more coming every day? That is enough information to give a soul a heart attack. The only person who was remotely concerned was Gimili.
Samantha was soon woken up by Legolas. He had waved a herb in front of her face until she woke up. It was Parsley. She ate it a lot and he knew it. Food was one of the few things that could wake this women out of a deep sleep.
Legolas dropped it on her face as she woke up. Samantha sat up and ate the Parsley, "Yummy." Everyone ignored her as she enjoyed her herb.
They started fortifying the Helms Deep. Samantha stayed by the Elf and the Dwarf. She was given a new pair of specks by a women who made them. The old lady gave Samantha a smile as they tried out several pair before they found some for her eye type.
"Honey, you are practically blind." The sweet women said with a smile.
"Thanks...I think." Samantha adjusted the glasses on her face then went to join the two again, "I can see!"
Legolas moaned, "Heaven forbid." He easily moved out of Samantha's way when she tried to take another whack at him.
Gimili chuckled as he watched them. Legolas was now like a big brother to Samantha. A very annoying big brother, but a brother nonetheless.
"This is not a rabble of mindless Orc these or Urikiah their Armor is thick and their shields broad."
"I know how to defend my own keep."
Samantha muttered under her breath, "Doing a jolly good job at it too aren't ya?"
Legolas covered her mouth when Thodien turned around. The elf gave him a bright smile and his eyes got big when the girl licked his hand. The minute the man turned around Legolas took his hand away, made a face, and swung his hand around. Clearly he was grossed out.
Samantha said helpfully, "Your skin tastes like salt. What do you do? Season your skin so it will taste good for the Orcs?"
Legolas was not impressed. He looked at the girl and glared daggers at her.
