1 Chapter 25
"You have a choice. You can have bread or bacon or salted pork or..."
"How about you? Are you on the menu?" Michelle replied cheekily.
"Ah, well, if you're a good girl and eat up all your dinner, you might get a little treat afterwards."
"Don't talk down to me like that!"
"It's a bit hard not to when I stand almost a foot taller than you."
"You know what I mean!" she said, getting very pissed off. "Stop treating me like a baby."
"I will when you stop acting like one."
"You may well be nearly three-thousand years older than me, Legolas Greenleaf, but I am way more mature than you."
"Then prove it."
"How?"
"By eating something." She knew he had won, so there was no point in arguing.
"OK, OK, you've made your point. I'll have some bread. With honey, being as I don't like butter."
"I suppose it's a start." He went to get her the food she required. He returned with 4 slices of bread and honey.
"There is no way on God's earth I can eat all that!" she cried. "I'll be sick! You're supposed to be trying to make me better, not worse!"
"2 slices, that's all I ask. I will eat the others if you don't want them." He said. She reluctantly ate them, and she ate them very slowly, just to annoy Legolas.
"Now then. That wasn't to hard now was it?" He said as she finished the second slice. Eating the food had actually brought back her appetite, so she ate a third piece, which satisfied Legolas very much. She would have eaten the last slice but he had been a bit too generous with the honey, and it was starting to make her feel a bit sick. So, instead, she had three slices of bacon.
"Anything else?" Legolas said.
"Just one thing." She said. She grabbed his hand, pulled him towards her and kissed him. "OK, I'm happy now. Tired, but happy."
"You know, there's a way of curing tiredness. It's called sleep, you might try it some time. It's often done at night."
"Ha, ha. You're so funny, Legolas, I forgot to laugh." She said, sarcastically. "Well, I'm full, shall we go out to the others?"
"Yeah, if you like. But you do realise we are just going to be taunted, don't you?" He knew he would probably end up having a go at one of them when they returned.
"It's worth it though, isn't it?" she said. Paranoia was blatantly obvious in her voice. 'He said he wouldn't leave, but what's to say he won't break that promise. Everyone else has deserted me. No, what am I thinking? Legolas won't break his word.'
"Of course it is! So, don't go thinking anything different." He slipped his arm around her shoulder, and they walked out.
As they approached the others, they could here Pippin repeating the Ents' song.
"Though Isengard be strong and hard, as cold as stone, and bare as bone,
We go, we go, we go to war, to hew the stone and break the door!
There was much more. A great deal of the song had no words, and was like a music of horns and drums."
"Yes, it was very exciting." Said Michelle, making them all jump. None of them had noticed Legolas and Michelle appear. A wicked grin quickly spread across Tracey's face.
"Does she look ruffled at all, Aragorn?" she said. They had obviously been planning this.
"I don't think so. Is Legolas' hair out of place at all, Tracey?" he replied.
"Doesn't look it."
"I hope you are not implying what I think you are, Tracey. And, Aragorn, you should know better." Said Michelle. "I will have you know, I am not a slapper, contrary to common belief. And Legolas is a highly respected Prince of Mirkwood. And even if we had engaged in such an activity, which we haven't might I add, I don't see how it is your place to pass judgement. So I ask you both to mind your own bloody business!" Content that they had been put in their place, Michelle sat down.
"OK, Legolas, what did you do with the real Michelle?" said Tracey.
"Nothing."
"It's just, the real Michelle can't even think for herself!"
"Excuse me. I am not as thick as you make me out to be." Michelle said.
"Yes you are!"
"No, I'm not. I'm in the top group for every subject at school. And all my teachers love me. I've never had a grade lower than a B."
"Whatever." Tracey was very disappointed. Her attempt to get Michelle riled had failed, twice. 'I'm losing my touch.' She thought.
"Can I finish telling the tale now?" said Pippin, sadly. He was sad for two reasons. 1) He had been interrupted, he hated that and 2) Michelle was sitting across Legolas' lap with her head on his shoulder. Sure, she looked pretty, but she wasn't unattached anymore. 'Not like I had much chance anyway.' He tried to reassure himself.
Pippin and Merry continued telling their tale. They spent ages describing everything that happened in Isengard, after the Ents had broken down the gates. They told of what the Ents did to Isengard, and then of the different visitors they had had (Gandalf and Wormtongue). Finally they decided to go and find Gandalf and Treebeard to find out what was happening. All but Legolas stood up. He still had Michelle on his lap.
"Michelle. Michelle, you've got to stand up. Michelle?" He leant to one side and looked at her, then he burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" said Aragorn.
"She's asleep!"
"You have a choice. You can have bread or bacon or salted pork or..."
"How about you? Are you on the menu?" Michelle replied cheekily.
"Ah, well, if you're a good girl and eat up all your dinner, you might get a little treat afterwards."
"Don't talk down to me like that!"
"It's a bit hard not to when I stand almost a foot taller than you."
"You know what I mean!" she said, getting very pissed off. "Stop treating me like a baby."
"I will when you stop acting like one."
"You may well be nearly three-thousand years older than me, Legolas Greenleaf, but I am way more mature than you."
"Then prove it."
"How?"
"By eating something." She knew he had won, so there was no point in arguing.
"OK, OK, you've made your point. I'll have some bread. With honey, being as I don't like butter."
"I suppose it's a start." He went to get her the food she required. He returned with 4 slices of bread and honey.
"There is no way on God's earth I can eat all that!" she cried. "I'll be sick! You're supposed to be trying to make me better, not worse!"
"2 slices, that's all I ask. I will eat the others if you don't want them." He said. She reluctantly ate them, and she ate them very slowly, just to annoy Legolas.
"Now then. That wasn't to hard now was it?" He said as she finished the second slice. Eating the food had actually brought back her appetite, so she ate a third piece, which satisfied Legolas very much. She would have eaten the last slice but he had been a bit too generous with the honey, and it was starting to make her feel a bit sick. So, instead, she had three slices of bacon.
"Anything else?" Legolas said.
"Just one thing." She said. She grabbed his hand, pulled him towards her and kissed him. "OK, I'm happy now. Tired, but happy."
"You know, there's a way of curing tiredness. It's called sleep, you might try it some time. It's often done at night."
"Ha, ha. You're so funny, Legolas, I forgot to laugh." She said, sarcastically. "Well, I'm full, shall we go out to the others?"
"Yeah, if you like. But you do realise we are just going to be taunted, don't you?" He knew he would probably end up having a go at one of them when they returned.
"It's worth it though, isn't it?" she said. Paranoia was blatantly obvious in her voice. 'He said he wouldn't leave, but what's to say he won't break that promise. Everyone else has deserted me. No, what am I thinking? Legolas won't break his word.'
"Of course it is! So, don't go thinking anything different." He slipped his arm around her shoulder, and they walked out.
As they approached the others, they could here Pippin repeating the Ents' song.
"Though Isengard be strong and hard, as cold as stone, and bare as bone,
We go, we go, we go to war, to hew the stone and break the door!
There was much more. A great deal of the song had no words, and was like a music of horns and drums."
"Yes, it was very exciting." Said Michelle, making them all jump. None of them had noticed Legolas and Michelle appear. A wicked grin quickly spread across Tracey's face.
"Does she look ruffled at all, Aragorn?" she said. They had obviously been planning this.
"I don't think so. Is Legolas' hair out of place at all, Tracey?" he replied.
"Doesn't look it."
"I hope you are not implying what I think you are, Tracey. And, Aragorn, you should know better." Said Michelle. "I will have you know, I am not a slapper, contrary to common belief. And Legolas is a highly respected Prince of Mirkwood. And even if we had engaged in such an activity, which we haven't might I add, I don't see how it is your place to pass judgement. So I ask you both to mind your own bloody business!" Content that they had been put in their place, Michelle sat down.
"OK, Legolas, what did you do with the real Michelle?" said Tracey.
"Nothing."
"It's just, the real Michelle can't even think for herself!"
"Excuse me. I am not as thick as you make me out to be." Michelle said.
"Yes you are!"
"No, I'm not. I'm in the top group for every subject at school. And all my teachers love me. I've never had a grade lower than a B."
"Whatever." Tracey was very disappointed. Her attempt to get Michelle riled had failed, twice. 'I'm losing my touch.' She thought.
"Can I finish telling the tale now?" said Pippin, sadly. He was sad for two reasons. 1) He had been interrupted, he hated that and 2) Michelle was sitting across Legolas' lap with her head on his shoulder. Sure, she looked pretty, but she wasn't unattached anymore. 'Not like I had much chance anyway.' He tried to reassure himself.
Pippin and Merry continued telling their tale. They spent ages describing everything that happened in Isengard, after the Ents had broken down the gates. They told of what the Ents did to Isengard, and then of the different visitors they had had (Gandalf and Wormtongue). Finally they decided to go and find Gandalf and Treebeard to find out what was happening. All but Legolas stood up. He still had Michelle on his lap.
"Michelle. Michelle, you've got to stand up. Michelle?" He leant to one side and looked at her, then he burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" said Aragorn.
"She's asleep!"