Last episode I made Erestor say work it Gimli instead of work instead of "work it Pippin" but I guess it works because Erestor has made it clear that he likes Gimli.


Peter skipped ahead of the rest of them, "See that orchard? It never use to be that big, but in 1300 years, everything grows a lot."

"Yes, I have seen many acorns grow into might oaks," Legolas commented, Susan smiled at him and flipped her hair.

"So, you're a prince of Mirkwood?" Susan asked, Legolas nodded slowly, trying very discreetly to hid behind Faramir, "Wow, I'm a queen you know, Queen Susan the gentle," Lucy rolled her eyes, Susan continued to give Legolas doe eyes.

Glorfindel burst out of the doors, striking a pose, and looking smouldery eyes towards Edmund.

-Somewhere behind the scenes-

Erestor is looking into Galadriel's mirror. "How dare he be so damn good looking in a British way that makes Glorfindel give him smouldery eyes! I am the only one who gets smouldery eyes!"

Feanor patted Erestor on the shoulder, "Should I have a talk with Edmund?"

"I want that little brat dead!" Erestor yelled.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend," Feanor said quietly.

Erestor looked up from his plotting, "When and what did he do to anger you?"

"He ate all my Turkish delight, and Galadriel gave him 3 strands of her hair. I have asked that girl for over 4,000 years to give me a piece of her hair every Christmas and my birthday and she never has! I want that little brat dead too!"

"When did he eat all your Turkish delight?" Erestor asked, he liked Turkish delight.

"When I was taking a drive in my sled many winters ago. I didn't want to give him any, but the dwarf was all, "ooh, give the poor boy some Turkish delight, he looks dead on his feet," And I was like 'hell no," but then he gave me puppy dog eyes so I gave him some and do you know how hard it is to get Turkish delight in Middle Earth?"

Meanwhile, Edward was searching for something buried deeply in a chest in his room. He straightened up suddenly, "Odd, I feel as if someone wants to kill me."


Glorfindel and Lucy made the models take a walk down to the beach with them. Glorfindel said that there was someone very special who wanted to meet them. Legolas went with them even though he was supposed to stay with the judges until judging time. He kept clutching Lucy's arm because he knew if he stayed with Lucy or Edmund Susan would leave him alone.

Lucy wrenched her arm out of Legolas' grip, "honestly, if you let her down gently, she'll leave you alone."

"She's worse than a Mary-Sue Lucy! I've faced many Mary-Sue's but she is the worst fan I've ever met. I don't feel safe at night now that I've meet her, I'll have to lock all the doors and windows and sleep with a gun under my pillow."

"We haven't even spent a night here yet," Glorfindel pointed out, "Anyhowsie, Lucy, does Edmund have a significant other?"

"How should I know? I'm like 13 and I can kick ass, which doesn't make any sense because Narnia is presumably set in the middle ages and most women didn't fight back then and everyone here can shoot an arrow after like one practice session and are master sword fighters and I have to go through puberty twice, what makes you think I'm interested in what my brother has to say or do?"

"Well, he's your brother…." Pippin said, Lucy shot him a look.

Faramir skipped ahead of them, "I'm a beautiful butterfly!" He was wearing one of those bat wing sleeved tops, so when you stand somewhere and it's windy, you actually do look like a butterfly, or Kate Winslet from Titanic, you know that scene where Leo is holding her and she's "flying."

When they reached the beach there in the harbor is a ship with a single mast and a dragon's head for a figure head painted green and purple. Suddenly, Erestor swing from a rope down to meet the models. He smiled and looks very pirate-y with a headscarf and a billowy shirt on. He gave Glorfindel smouldery eyes. "Models! I want you to meet someone very special!"

Another person swings down and lands gracefully in front of the models. He flips his amazing brown hair out of his face and smiles.

"I'm Prince Caspian," Peter said with a dreamy inflection in his voice, he randomly showed up for that part, by the way.

"No you're not," said the guy with prince-charming hair. "I am."

Peter pouted and stormed off camera. The actual Caspian, who in this looks like Ben Barnes, frowns for a second and then smiles again. Ramandu's daughter suddenly glides up to Ben- er I mean Caspian and hold his hand. A fan, presumably TheseAngelWings, runs up with a Mary-Sue gun (picture a cross between a bazooka and a net gun) and shoots it at Ramandu's daughter, drags her away and has a celebration like the one where Jack gets captured by pelegostos, except no one is getting eaten.

"Weeeeiirrdd," Glorfindel said, "that's why you never ever get on the bad side of fans, they're crazy."

"Like a coconut!" Legolas yelled.

"He looks really familiar," Pippin whispered to Merry.

"Oh ma Gawd! I know where we've seen him before, sing for us!" Merry yelled.

"Um, I don't really sing-" Caspian began.

"Sing for us!"

"Weren't you in that boy band?" Frodo asked.

"…Perhaps, but that has nothing to do with what I do now, besides I'm a prince…."

"Sing!" Frodo yelled.

"No."

"I'll sing with you!" Faramir offered, "I'll start: I feel so pretty, oh so pretty-"

"Stop that," Caspian ordered.

"What? Would you prefer men in tights?"

"No," Caspian glared at him.

"Please sing!" Glorfindel begged.

"No."

"Will you at least say "you killed my father,"" Aragorn asked with puppy dog eyes.

"You keeled my fhazher," Caspian said, (That's my attempt at writing someone with a Spanish accent, not as easy as French) and then he walked back up to Cair Paravel with the fan who had the Mary-Sue gun, still presumably TheseAngelWings, muttering something in Telmarine.

Glorfindel shook his head, "Who wants to go visit ?"

"We do!" The models said excitedly.

-No commercials for this episode, if you need a bathroom break you should have gone before the episode started-

-Back at Cair Paravel-

Peter and Aragorn were sword fighting with one another whilst Faramir was playing with Antonio Banderas, Merry and Pippin were annoying some satyrs, Legolas and Caspian were fighting off fan girls (and Susan) and Erestor and Feanor were hiding in a tree, spying on Edmund.

"Are you sure that leaving him a trail of Reese's pieces will work?" Feanor hissed.

"If it was good enough for E.T. it's good enough for that little brat," Erestor tightened his grip on a rope, which was attached to a huge axe, which would swing down and chop Edmund into little pieces once he followed the trail of Reese's pieces.

Edmund, taking a break from whatever it is Edmund's do, found the trail of Reese's pieces. He looked around, "Guess the free candy is for me, thanks ninja candy giver!"

"You're freaking welcome," Erestor whispered and glared at Edmund.

Edmund stopped at the bottom of the tree where Erestor and Feanor were hiding. There was a king size bag of Reese's pieces proper up precariously by the tree, Edmund sat down and began eating them one at a time with a look of pure joy on his face, somewhere in the distance the fangirls stop what they're doing, look at Edmund and collectively "Awwwww."

Erestor glanced over at Feanor, who nodded. Erestor began to let go of the rope, the axe began swinging towards Edmund…until Glorfindel came running up, pushed Edmund out of the way and began devouring the Reese's pieces.

"Aslan and Illuvatar dammit!" Feanor cursed quietly.

Glorfindel looked over at Edmund. Peter and Caspian and co. came running over. "How dare you push my little brother!" Peter yelled, "We do not accept bullies in this great country of NARNIA!" His voice got all serious when he said Narnia.

Lucy smacked Peter on the back of the head, "If he'll be so stupid to eat candy that mysteriously appeared then he deserved it."

"I want some candy," Elrond pouted, everyone raised an eyebrow at him because he is the model with the smallest sweet tooth.

"I want candy," Gandalf began singing to himself.

"I want candy," Aragorn began singing.

"I go to see him when the sun goes down," Edmund began to sing too but in an off key sort of way.

"Please stop singing," Lucy face-palmed.

Susan scooted up next to Legolas, "Do you want candy Legolas?"

Legolas screamed like a fan girl and ran away.

"Ain't no finer boy in town," Merry started dancing, Pippin joined in, "You're my guy, you're what the doctor ordered."

"So sweet you make my mouth water," Frodo grinned.

Erestor jumped down out of the tree, "I want candy!" He yelled, everyone stopped dancing, (Caspian doing a tango with Frodo and dropping him mid dip) and stared at Erestor, "Oh this is….weird." Erestor said before running off camera.

-I lied, there are commercials-

Galadriel's voice is heard via voice over: "Next week, we will be taking a behind the scenes look at the models journey." There's one shot of Elrond siting on the floor straightening out all his Slinky's. Then there's another shot of Gimli and Legolas having a slap fight, Legolas playing with lego, the giant squid in the mines of Moria is threatening to sue Gandalf….

"Also next week: A special All my Elflings…."

Sam holds up Galadriel's phial, "In this phial is the phial of Galadriel….wait, no, that's not right at all is it Sting?" The camera zooms out to show that Sam is in Shelob's lair, holding the phial of Galadriel aloft and Sting is mindlessly following Sam singing "walking on the moon."

The scene switches so that we now see Susan and Legolas walking together in along a castle wall, Legolas stops, turns to face Susan and hold her hands.

"My love," Susan smiles up at Legolas.

"Susan my dear, you are annoying, bossy, rather round shouldered, your hair is almost always in your face, you're occasionally vain and you don't believe Lucy when she tells you she sees Aslan," Legolas brushed some hair out of Susan's face, "You practically adopted some random boy from Archenland and didn't even care when his twin brother took his place. Why everyone thinks Lucy is the dumb shit, I will never know."

Susan stared at him stupidly, "I love you Legolas! I want to go back to Mirkwood and have lots of babies with you and help you shoot down lots of spiders and orcs-"

"That'd be nice if you actually knew how to use a bow and arrow…"

"Be still, my love, my prince, you are perfection! Nothing is more perfect than you!" Susan began swooning, "Legolas Greenleaf, marry me!"

"Er, yeah….I have somewhere I need to be…." Legolas side glanced and legged it, leaving Susan standing there with a dumb smile on her face.

(I am making All my Elflings into a series just so I can throw characters from Narnia and Harry Potter at the LOTR characters, expect it sometime around the TNTM finale, melodrama and characters acting like Mary Sues will be rampant)


The next day, Glorfindel and Peter were standing out in a meadow looking gorgeous. The models, now riding in the TNTM mega carriage because Narnia is a green country, turned up several minutes later.

Peter and Glorfindel smiled at one another. They were besties now, "Dolls," Peter said.

"It's time for your photo shoot!" Glorfindel announced.

"I'm going to be your photographer," Peter announced proudly.

"Yes you are sweetie, now models, this challenge is going to be a super special one because there are 7 of you and there are 7 friends of Narnia. So with those clues, can you guess who you're going to be?"

The models shrugged.

"You're going to be the 7 friends of Narnia sillies!" Peter laughed, "One of you gets to play me!"

"God help the one who has to be Susan!" Gandalf joked.

Peter's face suddenly turned grave, "Yes, Aslan help them especially because Susan isn't a friend of Narnia."

"What? I thought she was." Aragorn said in disbelief.

Peter threw himself onto a nearby couch and began fiddling with his hair like that one girl you know always does and you can see it out of the corner of your eye and it is extremely distracting, "She's not a friend because she doesn't believe in Narnia anymore," Peter sighed dramatically, "Susan wanted to be a young adult and spent all of her younger years trying to act like it and now that she is a young adult she'll do anything to stay that age."

"Ok," Glorfindel said, "It's time to let the models know who they are going to be:

"Gandalf, Diggory Kirke.

Elrond, Eustace.

Aragorn, Peter.

Frodo, Edmund.

Merry, Jill Pole.

Pippin, Polly.

And Faramir, Lucy."

"Why am I always an old guy?" Gandalf grumbled, 'Once, just once I want to be the hot one."

"You can't be old and hot, it just can't be done," Merry said.

"What about Betty White, she's pretty hot?" Aragorn asked, everyone eyed him warily, "What? I like older women. Besides, I am somewhere around 80."

Glorfindel shook his mane of glorious blonde hair, "It's time for hair and makeup."

After hair and makeup, Elrond was first up. "I don't like this blonde wig," Elrond complained.

Peter raised an eyebrow, "You look odd as a blonde, dark hair suits you much better."

"Yeah, but he's already in character, I mean he's already started complaining," Edmund strolled by, "I came to see the models model!"

"That's nice Ed."

Somewhere in a dark corner of the studio, Erestor was hiding until Edmund appeared. Erestor walked up to him gracefully wearing a disguise and holding a sandwich.

"Hey thanks! How did you know I was hungry?" Edmund asked the disguised Erestor.

Erestor shrugged and walked away. Glorfindel glanced over his shoulder at Edmund, "Where'd you get that sandwich?"

"Some assistant gave it to me," Edmund took a large bite out of the sandwich and began chewing nosily.

"I want a sandwich," Pippin pouted in hair and makeup, having overheard Edmund and Glorfindel's conversation.

Peter attempted to grab half of Edmund's sandwich but Edmund dropped his sandwich and it exploded.

"What the hell?" Edmund jumped into Peter's arms.

"Your sammich had a bomb in it!" Glorfindel yelled excitedly.

Peter and Edmund exchanged looks, "Did you eat any of it?" Peter asked. Edmund nodded then ran off to the bathrooms to be sick, not from bulimia but from fear, Edmund is not the type that cares that much about his appearance.

About 10 minutes later the photo shoot was underway. Elrond was upset that his photo shoot had been interrupted by an attempted sandwich bombing and had decided to sulk through the photo shoot, Glorfindel didn't care much as he was making smouldery eyes at Edmund.

Merry was next, he came out skipping wearing frock and holding a bow and arrow, the backdrop was of the woods, as Jill is excellent in the subject of tracking and other woodly stuff.

"I love this dress," Merry twirled around, his wig nearly came off his head.

"It's very flattering," Peter commented and began clicking the camera.

"Can I get another sandwich, preferably this time without a bomb in it?" Edmund looked around.

"Someone get King Edmund the Just a sandwich!" Glorfindel yelled, making several assistants jump, "And don't forget his dwink!" He added, purposely not saying the r in drink.

Frodo came to set looking very happy dressed as Edmund, his hair had been darkened slightly and even Edmund stopped eating his sandwich to admire the makeup artist's handiwork, "Wow, do I really look like that, all pouty and dark and FREAKNI' GORGEOUS?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "Of course you're gorgeous. I taught you everything I know about personal hygiene…which you only do on occasion," Edmund stared down at his nails, which were filthy.

Glorfindel popped his head over the computer monitor, "Ok, time to do some modeling!"

Frodo nodded picked up a foam broadsword though he just wasn't getting into character, "I'm confused."

"About what?" Edmund asked.

"Well, what's mine slash your motivation, why am I going off to into battle?"

"I'm a king, and a king goes into battle, but my motivation is to be absolutely gorgeous along with Peter here," Edmund said quickly as Peter was glaring at him, "Plus, Lucy will never let me forget about the white witch, so I have to make sure I never get lured into a trap like that ever again."

Frodo nodded again, picked up the broadsword and began acting like Edmund. Glorfindel smiled over at Edmund.

Gandalf rather grudgingly came to set dressed in a suit and tie and his hair pulled back. Glorfindel glared at Gandalf and then motioned over to the Pevensie's in a way that said, "If you don't shape up and be happy I will kill you in the most horrible, painful way possible, Sauron ain't got nothing on me."

So the wizard began looking thoughtful and stuff while Peter clicked away.

"You're face looks a little dead," Edmund said through a mouthful of his second sandwich, "Try and look happier."

Faramir turned up next dressed as Lucy in 1940's gear. Faramir had a backdrop of satyrs and dryads and other stuff that the perpetually optimistic Lucy would love. He held onto a fake tree and peered around it with a surprised look on his face.

"Sweetie, it's good so far, just relax your hand slightly, right now it's starting to look like a skeleton," Glorfindel said from behind the computer station. "Oh, much better thank you."

Pippin was next as Polly; he got immediately into character by holding out the yellow ring in his outstretched hand. Frodo got mad because he said that Pippin was copying what he had done on the cover of the Fellowship of the Ring DVD cover. So after that little outburst Pippin was made to stand in a pool of water for several frames before complaining of numbness.

And lastly was Aragorn as Peter. He was last because he had to have 3 baths (with water, not dirt) before he was deemed remotely clean enough to model as Peter. Also, he had been given a blonde wig because none of the Narians' wanted to touch his hair.

Peter shrugged, "I mean, it's not like looking into a mirror, but it's close enough."

"Cause no one is pretty as you are they Peter?" Edmund said sarcastically.

"Except maybe Caspian…." Frodo looked dreamy eyed.

"He's sooooo hot!" Some random fangirl yelled from somewhere on set.

"And nice!" Another one shouted.

"And smart!" A third one added.

"Seriously, where are these girls all coming from?" Peter shuddered.

"I thought this was a closed set." Glorfindel said, "Honestly I had no idea that they'd be everywhere."

"At least they're not trying to pull us apart," Pippin said, "Everyone knows that I'm extremely nice to fans and that's why all the fans want to hug me and like me the best."

Merry stuck his tongue out at Pippin, "I'm the nicest."

"No Frodo is," Faramir intervened, "He just loves to sign those autographs, don't you Frodo?" Frodo nodded happily.

As soon as they were done with Aragorn, who did a very good job, the models, Edmund, Glorfindel and Peter jumped into the mega TNTM carriage and went back to Cair Paravel without taking off the makeup or the costumes. The crew would do everything as always.

"I wonder how I did," Frodo said innocently.

"We can't say. We're not allowed." Edmund said.

"I have a strange feeling we left someone behind…." Peter said.

The lights switch off in the studio, Erestor is still in there and was now left to the mercy of fangirls. Picture Erestor saying "Helllooo? Hello? Anyone there?" And all you see in the darkness is the fangirls yellow eyes and teeth.


-Commercial!-

A hobbit is standing at a bar; a human comes up and leans on the hobbit as if he were a barstool.

"Hey! I'm a living creature here!" The hobbit kicks the man in the shins, the man walks off grumbling. The hobbit shakes his head, "I wish I were taller."

Suddenly, a hobbit, presumably a male or a female with a dire need of an upper lip wax floats into the bar like Glenda the good witch, dressed like her too, "What's your problem?" Glenda-Hobbit asks in a rather manly voice.

"I wish I was taller o hobbit godmother!" The hobbit that had been mistaken for a barstool said.

"Here, I'm not a hobbit godmother, I just came in from disco dancing, take these," the hobbit in the dress pushed a pair of sparkly blue platform shoes into the hobbit barstool's arms. "Now you'll be taller." The hobbit in the dress walked out of the bar.

The barstool hobbit put on the heels and strutted around, "I feel amazingly tall!"

A voice over says "The next time you feel small, put on a pair of Barahir Morwen, comes in a variety of colours," a shot of several other hobbits dancing in the shoes is shown.

-Fanks a ton Strawbaby Chick for idea, I tried to make the name sound sort of classy like Manolo Blahnik-


-Before judging-

Feanor and Erestor are talking quietly to one another; Galadriel takes her seat in the center of the table. Legolas had a bottle of wine with him because Susan has been following him again.

"Do you want to go back to middle earth?" Galadriel asked.

"Yes! I can't take much more of her! She's driving me insane! She keeps flirting with me and I'll feel bad if I tell her I don't like her." Legolas face-desked.

Galadriel patted him on the shoulder, 'I think it might be best if you went home, we'll ask the kings and queens of Narnia to be quest judges. This whole Susan thing is getting out of hand."

Glorfindel came prancing past, "Have any of you guys seen Edmund?" Galadriel and Legolas shook their heads.

"Why do you want with him?" Erestor spat.

"I just wanna talk to him…." Glorfindel looked slightly offended, "Geez, no need to blow a gasket Erestor."

At this point, the models filled into the room. They all smiled nervously and waved. Glorfindel shot one last look at Erestor before walking out of the room in a huff.

Galadriel frowned before turning her attention to the models, "So, you all had a photo shoot with Peter and Edmund, who I heard was almost killed with a bomb sandwich!"

"Yeah," Feanor mumbled and crossed his arms across his chest.

"We'd like to see Frodo first," Legolas sat up.

Frodo strutted up to the middle of the catwalk. His picture showed up on the mirror of Galadriel. His photo showed him as Edmund with dark hair and holding a sword ready to hack down some enemies.

"Fantastic," Feanor said.

"Yes, apparently Edmund helped you a bit, but that's ok because this is a great shot!" Galadriel smiled.

"Thank you." Frodo went back and stood with the other models.

Elrond was next, his photo showed him pouting on the deck of the Dawn Treader and he actually was in character.

"Elrond," Legolas said, "It's a good thing that you had a pouty character otherwise you'd get a big telling off from us."

Erestor nodded, 'It doesn't matter if someone was about to eat a ticking time bomb, you still should have acted very professional.

Elrond nodded, "I just got upset."

"Well don't let it happen again!" Legolas yelled angrily. Elrond scurried back to his assigned place; he had seen Legolas get mad at people for touching his hair care products before.

Aragorn was told that he had done a very good job, but he really needed to take more baths. Gandalf was yelled at because he had had a tantrum on set about playing an old guy, again.

"I'm tired of playing the old one, why can't I be the hot one?" He asked angrily.

"Because you are old?" Erestor answered in a very sly way.

Galadriel played with her pen for a second, "It's just something that you have to overcome, like you know, I have to deal with Feanor asking me every holiday for some of my hair-"

"Which I never get!" Feanor pouted.

"You just have to keep telling yourself "I can do this," but in my case it's "No for the millionth time Feanor."

Pippin and Merry also did very good jobs. Earlier, Frodo had forgiven Pippin for stealing his pose with ice cream and trying to impersonate annoying Caspian's accent, which was fun until Caspian walked in and asked them what was so damn funny.

Faramir was last; when his photo showed up he practically squealed in delight, "I look so good!"

The judges nodded, "You really managed to capture Lucy's personality." Galadriel noted.

Erestor looked at Faramir, "Why are you still wearing the dress?" By the way it was the one she wore in LWW when she meets Mr. Tumnus.

"I….like the dress?" Faramir said hopefully.

"Weirdo." Legolas grumbled.


-Some deliberation later-

Galadriel was now standing in front of the judges table wearing one of her normal white dress since they were in Narnia, she couldn't wear jeans even though she had grown rather attached to them. The other judges and everyone else for that matter were wearing their regular Lotr/Narnia clothing except for Faramir.

The models came back into the room, Faramir holding Antonio Banderas who was getting fat from all the pampering.

"We all know how this works, so the photo of the week is: Merry!" Galadriel said and flipped over Merry's photo.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Merry hugged Galadriel, grabbed his photo and stood off to the side.

"You're very welcome Pippin, ok now: Aragorn, Frodo Pippin and Faramir- no I do not want to hold Antonio Banderas, Faramir, thank you."

"Which leaves Elrond and Gandalf in the bottom two," Legolas said.

Elrond and Gandalf stepped forward together.

Galadriel took a deep breath, "Ok, so the kings and queens of Narnia are holding a feast soon, so; Elrond, you can't throw a fit and then expect to get top photo, we don't care if Edmund almost ate a bomb sandwich, just be professional, and Gandalf, we know that you're mad about being cast as the old one, but we do it because we know that you can see what we mean? But we here love you both lots and we're sad to say that the person going home is…."

"Gandalf," Feanor said with absolutely no emotion in his voice.

Galadriel glared at him over her shoulder, "That's my job. But yes, Gandalf you are going home-"

Legolas burst into very noisy tears behind her, "This is worse than when he diiiieeedd! And then came back! And then went to Grey Havens!" Feanor patted Legolas on the back.

Gandalf hugged all the models and Edmund, Peter, Lucy, Susan (who kept eyeing up Legolas) and Caspian who came in when Galadriel was announcing top photo and left.

-Gandalf's last screen time-

"I still think that I can do better than just an old guy. I am a bit mad about going home, of course, but at least I got to see Narnia. So yeah, I think that's it…"


1) Peter proclaiming he is Prince Caspian is from the bloopers of Prince Caspian. Go watch it on YouTube.

2 )Fangirls everywhere is a joke, but seriously they always know a way to find their fav celebs no matter where they are, and you'd better run for your life if you insult one of their celebs in front of them. But seriously, I like fangirls, as long as they're not like Team Edward kind, all crazy obsessed & will hit you with a shovel of your Team Jacob.

3 )Ramandu's daughter: I don't remember her name but so far I think she's turning out to be like Arwen, banished to the indexes for a reason. I'll have to read The last battle soon, eh…I hate her, not because she has Caspian, who is property of fangirls, but she's all : "Oh here, have some food and drink while I be all Mary Sue and .. I'm so special my dad is literally a star." What the hell?

4) Whilst I was writing the behind the scenes with Erestor and Feanor I was listening to "Let's kill tonight" by Panic! At the Disco, ironic no? I didn't even plan it; I just left itunes on shuffle.

5) Unrelated note: I watched a documentary recently and who of all people narrated it: Dominic Monaghan! AKA Merry! If I had a drink in hand I would have done a spit take.

6) Ben Barnes was in a band called Hyrise, that's why everyone wanted him to sing.

7) The longest chapter yet, but I feel as if it were the shortest chapter so far, also yes there was no intro for this chapter, Galadriel will through a hissy fit next time.