1 A/N: I can't remember what they did to greet each other at this time, so
I've just got traditional hand-shaking. If anyone knows please let me know
and I'll happily change it! Thanks peeps!
Luvs Elf Crumpet xXx
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3 Chapter 37
Legolas re-entered the City with Gimli. When Michelle ran off to see her father the day before, he had gone back out of the Gate to Aragorn and Gimli. Now, he and Gimli were going to find Merry and Pippin. At length they came to Prince Imrahil, and Legolas looked at him and bowed low; for he saw that here indeed was one who had elven-blood in his veins.
Prince Imrahil sent a servant to guide them to the Houses of Healing. Their meeting was a merry one. For a while they walked and talked, rejoicing for a brief space and rest under the morning high up in the windy circles of the City. Then when Merry became weary, they went and sat upon the wall with the greensward of the Houses of Healing behind them. Away southward before them was the Anduin glittering in the sun, as it flowed away, out of the sight even of even Legolas, into the wide flats and green haze of Lebennin and South Ithilien.
Legolas sat worrying. He wondered if Faramir knew Michelle was pregnant yet. He wondered if he knew about him and Michelle. He wondered what his reaction was or would be.
"I wonder if he knows." He said, not actually to anybody.
"If who knows what?" said Pippin.
"Faramir. I wonder if Michelle's told him anything yet."
"Who's Faramir?" said Merry.
"Lord Denethor's son. Well, he was Lord Denethor's son, but Denethor is now dead, so he's nobody's son." Said Pippin.
"He is Michelle's father." Said Legolas.
"OK, I didn't know that! Wow! Denethor was a granddad?! Well, I'm glad I'm not Michelle." Said Pippin
"Apparently, he's not a man to be crossed. So, I'm a bit scared for Michelle, not to mention myself!" Right then, Michelle and Faramir walked out of the Houses of Healing. Michelle spotted them first.
"Legolas!" she ran over to them. "I'm sorry for leaving like that, yesterday. It's just what with my Dad being nearly dead, and everything."
"It's OK." He replied. Michelle turned around to her Dad. "Dad, this is Legolas. Legolas, my father, Faramir." They shook hands and Michelle breathed a sigh of relief. 'I suppose he doesn't look to bad.' Faramir thought. 'A bit of a pretty boy, though.'
"Yep, so you've met, now, that's good." Michelle said not knowing what to say. It was so awkward knowing that Faramir didn't really approve of Legolas, and Legolas was very scared of what would happen.
"I would like to thank you, Legolas." Said Faramir. Legolas and Michelle both stared at him like was mad. 'Thank me? What the hell for?!'
"Apparently, you've been a great help to my Michelle. I know she had Tracey, but she was never very good with emotional stuff." Legolas had absolutely no idea what to say. He had only been doing what and friend and boyfriend should do.
"That's alright." He said slowly, not sure if it was the right thing to say. "I couldn't have just left her to deal with it on her own. I do love her, um, what should I call you?" Legolas was very scared of what the reaction to this would be. Thankfully, Faramir laughed. Whatever Michelle had said, it obviously hadn't upset him too much.
"Faramir. It's my name, isn't it? Unless Michelle's done something else without telling me."
"Shut up, Dad!" she said, whilst going red. All eyes were on her stomach now. "Anyway, you were saying how much you love me, Legolas." He looked up and saw her grinning at him.
"Yes, well, I do love her, Faramir, even when she's stubborn. And I won't do anything to hurt her." Faramir seemed content with the answer he received.
"And anyway, Dad, its not like anybody could not love me, is it?" Legolas and Faramir both laughed. They knew she was only joking, but there was an element of boasting in her voice.
"Well, good luck to you, Legolas. I think you'll need it! If you can handle that, then you're braver than I am." Michelle took hold of Legolas' hand, whilst Pippin looked on, in despair. 'Damn you, you stupid Elf!' he thought.
Faramir walked back into the Houses of Healing, as he was beginning to feel tired. Legolas and Michelle left Merry, Pippin and Gimli and began to wander the streets of Minas Tirith.
"Have you stood upon the walls yet? On a clear day, such as this, you can see for miles."
"I have not."
"Come on then. I'll show you." She began to lead him in the direction of the Gate. They stopped to get some chocolate for Michelle, then continued. As they were walking, Legolas watched her. Everything about was just perfect. She noticed him watching her.
"What?" she said, curiously. "Have I got chocolate on my nose or round my mouth or something?"
"No, you're fine." He leant over to kiss her, but they were interrupted.
"Michelle!" cried a voice. "You're back! I'm so happy to see you!" Michelle looked in the direction of the voice and her eyes widened in horror. Paul was walking towards them.
"Legolas. Help." She whispered.
"Who's that?" he whispered back.
"Paul."
"The Paul?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to kill him." Legolas went to take a step, but Michelle stopped him.
"No, you can't!" she hissed. "You'll get thrown out of the City! Paul, hi. How are you? I haven't seen you for months." She muttered under her breath: "Thank God."
"I know, it's been so long." He then noticed 1) Legolas' hand round Michelle's waist and 2) Michelle's bump. He looked at Michelle in confusion. He began to point at the three of them, and spluttered out nothing, unable to speak actual words.
"I think you should tell him." Said Legolas.
"Do I have to?" she whined. She really didn't like that idea at all.
"Yes, he needs to know."
"But I don't want to."
"You tell him, or I will."
"You wouldn't!"
"Watch me."
"OK, OK I'll tell him. Paul, I need to tell you something. You see, the thing is…" she looked down and noticed a mark on her dress. This distracted her attention from the main focus of the conversation. "Oops." She began to rub the mark off her dress.
"Oops indeed." Said Legolas quietly, but Michelle heard him. She playfully slapped his arm.
"Shut up! Yeah, anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. Paul, I'm pregnant, in case you hadn't noticed, and… you're the father." Paul had worked that one out, he was more interested in who this blonde pretty boy was, with his arm around Michelle. He looked at Legolas with the evilest glare in his eyes.
"And who is this?" he said, trying to sound polite, but failing quite miserably.
"This is Legolas." Michelle said with a grin, whilst shuffling closer to him. Legolas drew his arm tighter around her. "We met a few months ago, didn't we love. When I went to Imladris with Boromir, I had the best luck in the world in finding my Legolas." She put emphasis on the 'my', purposely, to aggravate Paul. Legolas understood what she trying to do perfectly well. Paul was one of those sad 18-year old lads who couldn't get a girlfriend their own age, so fell desperately in love with girls younger than them and got terribly jealous when the relationship ended and the girl moved on.
"So you two are 'together'?" he said, whilst trying to stop his voice from shaking with anger. He had waited for Michelle to come home. Fair enough, she had split up with him before she left, but he hadn't expected her to come home with an Elf on her arm. And, he had taken it as a temporary thing. A trial period, so to speak. 'Michelle is mine!' he thought. 'She loves me! Not him! She's only known him since December, how can it be love?!?!?!'
"Yes! And very happy." She said, with a smile. "And what's even better, is Dad likes him!" Paul couldn't take the torment any longer.
"Come on then!" he said to Legolas. Michelle wasn't in the least bit worried. Legolas was armed; Paul wasn't. Legolas was strong; Paul wasn't. Legolas was, well, Legolas! And he was to kind to do any lasting damage to Paul, however much he wanted. Legolas looked at Paul and laughed.
"Have you noticed these?" he pointed to his daggers. "And these?" he pointed to his bow and full quiver of arrows.
"Yes." Paul hissed.
"And you still think you can take me on?"
"Yes."
"No. I don't think so." Legolas punched him, not very hard, and knocked him out. Suddenly, Tracey jumped up from nowhere, with pom-poms.
"YAY! You knocked him out! WOO HOO!!! I always wanted to do that!
'Oh Leggy, you're so fine!
You're so fine,
You blow my mind!
Hey Leggy! Yeah! Yeah!
Hey Leggy!' "
"Alright! Less of the Legolas loving from you, thank you very much!" said Michelle, but she couldn't stop laughing. "Just go and get someone to sort him out. Hang on, let me re-phrase that. Go and get somebody to help him, NOT beat him up further."
*****
A/N: YAY! Go Leggy! WOO HOO! Stupid little bugger was so annoying, wasn't he! I mean come on. Like anybody is going to chose some pathetic 18-year old, that is obsessive and possessive, over Legolas! GET REAL!!! Anywayz, hope you liked! I'm brain-dead again, so if you want another chapter getting your thinking caps on and let me know! Hehe! Isn't Legolas just like the coolest dude ever!!!
Btw, Lafitafi your fic is GREAT! I love it so much! It is so funny! To anyone who has no idea what I'm blabbering on about, LotR: FotR: My way by Lafitafi is one hell of a funny fic! Read it, its great! Go on, you know you want to!
Luvs Elf Crumpet xXxXx
Luvs Elf Crumpet xXx
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3 Chapter 37
Legolas re-entered the City with Gimli. When Michelle ran off to see her father the day before, he had gone back out of the Gate to Aragorn and Gimli. Now, he and Gimli were going to find Merry and Pippin. At length they came to Prince Imrahil, and Legolas looked at him and bowed low; for he saw that here indeed was one who had elven-blood in his veins.
Prince Imrahil sent a servant to guide them to the Houses of Healing. Their meeting was a merry one. For a while they walked and talked, rejoicing for a brief space and rest under the morning high up in the windy circles of the City. Then when Merry became weary, they went and sat upon the wall with the greensward of the Houses of Healing behind them. Away southward before them was the Anduin glittering in the sun, as it flowed away, out of the sight even of even Legolas, into the wide flats and green haze of Lebennin and South Ithilien.
Legolas sat worrying. He wondered if Faramir knew Michelle was pregnant yet. He wondered if he knew about him and Michelle. He wondered what his reaction was or would be.
"I wonder if he knows." He said, not actually to anybody.
"If who knows what?" said Pippin.
"Faramir. I wonder if Michelle's told him anything yet."
"Who's Faramir?" said Merry.
"Lord Denethor's son. Well, he was Lord Denethor's son, but Denethor is now dead, so he's nobody's son." Said Pippin.
"He is Michelle's father." Said Legolas.
"OK, I didn't know that! Wow! Denethor was a granddad?! Well, I'm glad I'm not Michelle." Said Pippin
"Apparently, he's not a man to be crossed. So, I'm a bit scared for Michelle, not to mention myself!" Right then, Michelle and Faramir walked out of the Houses of Healing. Michelle spotted them first.
"Legolas!" she ran over to them. "I'm sorry for leaving like that, yesterday. It's just what with my Dad being nearly dead, and everything."
"It's OK." He replied. Michelle turned around to her Dad. "Dad, this is Legolas. Legolas, my father, Faramir." They shook hands and Michelle breathed a sigh of relief. 'I suppose he doesn't look to bad.' Faramir thought. 'A bit of a pretty boy, though.'
"Yep, so you've met, now, that's good." Michelle said not knowing what to say. It was so awkward knowing that Faramir didn't really approve of Legolas, and Legolas was very scared of what would happen.
"I would like to thank you, Legolas." Said Faramir. Legolas and Michelle both stared at him like was mad. 'Thank me? What the hell for?!'
"Apparently, you've been a great help to my Michelle. I know she had Tracey, but she was never very good with emotional stuff." Legolas had absolutely no idea what to say. He had only been doing what and friend and boyfriend should do.
"That's alright." He said slowly, not sure if it was the right thing to say. "I couldn't have just left her to deal with it on her own. I do love her, um, what should I call you?" Legolas was very scared of what the reaction to this would be. Thankfully, Faramir laughed. Whatever Michelle had said, it obviously hadn't upset him too much.
"Faramir. It's my name, isn't it? Unless Michelle's done something else without telling me."
"Shut up, Dad!" she said, whilst going red. All eyes were on her stomach now. "Anyway, you were saying how much you love me, Legolas." He looked up and saw her grinning at him.
"Yes, well, I do love her, Faramir, even when she's stubborn. And I won't do anything to hurt her." Faramir seemed content with the answer he received.
"And anyway, Dad, its not like anybody could not love me, is it?" Legolas and Faramir both laughed. They knew she was only joking, but there was an element of boasting in her voice.
"Well, good luck to you, Legolas. I think you'll need it! If you can handle that, then you're braver than I am." Michelle took hold of Legolas' hand, whilst Pippin looked on, in despair. 'Damn you, you stupid Elf!' he thought.
Faramir walked back into the Houses of Healing, as he was beginning to feel tired. Legolas and Michelle left Merry, Pippin and Gimli and began to wander the streets of Minas Tirith.
"Have you stood upon the walls yet? On a clear day, such as this, you can see for miles."
"I have not."
"Come on then. I'll show you." She began to lead him in the direction of the Gate. They stopped to get some chocolate for Michelle, then continued. As they were walking, Legolas watched her. Everything about was just perfect. She noticed him watching her.
"What?" she said, curiously. "Have I got chocolate on my nose or round my mouth or something?"
"No, you're fine." He leant over to kiss her, but they were interrupted.
"Michelle!" cried a voice. "You're back! I'm so happy to see you!" Michelle looked in the direction of the voice and her eyes widened in horror. Paul was walking towards them.
"Legolas. Help." She whispered.
"Who's that?" he whispered back.
"Paul."
"The Paul?"
"Yes."
"I'm going to kill him." Legolas went to take a step, but Michelle stopped him.
"No, you can't!" she hissed. "You'll get thrown out of the City! Paul, hi. How are you? I haven't seen you for months." She muttered under her breath: "Thank God."
"I know, it's been so long." He then noticed 1) Legolas' hand round Michelle's waist and 2) Michelle's bump. He looked at Michelle in confusion. He began to point at the three of them, and spluttered out nothing, unable to speak actual words.
"I think you should tell him." Said Legolas.
"Do I have to?" she whined. She really didn't like that idea at all.
"Yes, he needs to know."
"But I don't want to."
"You tell him, or I will."
"You wouldn't!"
"Watch me."
"OK, OK I'll tell him. Paul, I need to tell you something. You see, the thing is…" she looked down and noticed a mark on her dress. This distracted her attention from the main focus of the conversation. "Oops." She began to rub the mark off her dress.
"Oops indeed." Said Legolas quietly, but Michelle heard him. She playfully slapped his arm.
"Shut up! Yeah, anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. Paul, I'm pregnant, in case you hadn't noticed, and… you're the father." Paul had worked that one out, he was more interested in who this blonde pretty boy was, with his arm around Michelle. He looked at Legolas with the evilest glare in his eyes.
"And who is this?" he said, trying to sound polite, but failing quite miserably.
"This is Legolas." Michelle said with a grin, whilst shuffling closer to him. Legolas drew his arm tighter around her. "We met a few months ago, didn't we love. When I went to Imladris with Boromir, I had the best luck in the world in finding my Legolas." She put emphasis on the 'my', purposely, to aggravate Paul. Legolas understood what she trying to do perfectly well. Paul was one of those sad 18-year old lads who couldn't get a girlfriend their own age, so fell desperately in love with girls younger than them and got terribly jealous when the relationship ended and the girl moved on.
"So you two are 'together'?" he said, whilst trying to stop his voice from shaking with anger. He had waited for Michelle to come home. Fair enough, she had split up with him before she left, but he hadn't expected her to come home with an Elf on her arm. And, he had taken it as a temporary thing. A trial period, so to speak. 'Michelle is mine!' he thought. 'She loves me! Not him! She's only known him since December, how can it be love?!?!?!'
"Yes! And very happy." She said, with a smile. "And what's even better, is Dad likes him!" Paul couldn't take the torment any longer.
"Come on then!" he said to Legolas. Michelle wasn't in the least bit worried. Legolas was armed; Paul wasn't. Legolas was strong; Paul wasn't. Legolas was, well, Legolas! And he was to kind to do any lasting damage to Paul, however much he wanted. Legolas looked at Paul and laughed.
"Have you noticed these?" he pointed to his daggers. "And these?" he pointed to his bow and full quiver of arrows.
"Yes." Paul hissed.
"And you still think you can take me on?"
"Yes."
"No. I don't think so." Legolas punched him, not very hard, and knocked him out. Suddenly, Tracey jumped up from nowhere, with pom-poms.
"YAY! You knocked him out! WOO HOO!!! I always wanted to do that!
'Oh Leggy, you're so fine!
You're so fine,
You blow my mind!
Hey Leggy! Yeah! Yeah!
Hey Leggy!' "
"Alright! Less of the Legolas loving from you, thank you very much!" said Michelle, but she couldn't stop laughing. "Just go and get someone to sort him out. Hang on, let me re-phrase that. Go and get somebody to help him, NOT beat him up further."
*****
A/N: YAY! Go Leggy! WOO HOO! Stupid little bugger was so annoying, wasn't he! I mean come on. Like anybody is going to chose some pathetic 18-year old, that is obsessive and possessive, over Legolas! GET REAL!!! Anywayz, hope you liked! I'm brain-dead again, so if you want another chapter getting your thinking caps on and let me know! Hehe! Isn't Legolas just like the coolest dude ever!!!
Btw, Lafitafi your fic is GREAT! I love it so much! It is so funny! To anyone who has no idea what I'm blabbering on about, LotR: FotR: My way by Lafitafi is one hell of a funny fic! Read it, its great! Go on, you know you want to!
Luvs Elf Crumpet xXxXx