Fish
Legolas was having a nice dream before he was startled out of his sleep by something wet and scaly slapping him in the face. This was followed by an enormous thudding, then snarling from the wolves as he pulled a gigantic fish off his face and opened his eyes.
'This is disgusting, I'm going to smell like fish all day, unless I find a stream.'
The part of Gondor they found themselves in was mainly grassy plains and the snow-topped White Mountains in the nearing distance. Somewhere on the eastern edge of the mountains was Boromir's home.
Another jotun's voice, "Shut up before I eat you, stupid, little furry-assed shits. No offense, brother, Father."
Feet away from him he heard Loki say, "Jormungandr, you found one of Midgards secret paths. Apart from hitting Legolas with a fish, that was nicely done."
'At least, there wasn't any- seriously ?'
In time with his thoughts, tonnes of water suddenly fell from the sky to douse all of them. On his other side, he heard Thor scramble to push himself up with a gasp. 'Well, I don't have to worry about smelling like fish anymore.'
Obviously angered, Thor demanded, "What are bilgesnipes going to fall from the sky next ?"
Vanafin, who had been having his lesson, countered, "I don't know what those are Thor, but don't give them the idea to go swimming. Considering how this day has started if those creatures don't drown, they will fall from the sky. On the bright-side, we've got fish for breakfast. Do you think it'll taste like Elf since it fell on Legolas ?"
He countered with, "If I throw it on you, Vanafin, will it taste like roast Man ?", and stood up to see just how big the fish was. His response caused Boromir who also had startled from just getting off his watch to chuckle.
Pippin too got up to look at the fish, it was also a helpful size comparison as the grey, arrow-headed, long-bodied fish was bigger than Pippin. The hobbit looked fearfully up at the sky, "I-it's not going to rain fish is it ? I don't want to be crushed to death. Thor can you control falling fish ?", as he half-cowered under his vertically held spear.
Thor answered with, "I'm sorry, Pippin, but fish are out of my control."
The eight and a half foot tall Jormungandr laughed, "Fish may be out of his control, but both fish and rain are under mine. Stick with us, young Pippin and I'll make sure they stay away from you. Say that's quite the spear you've got."
Jormungandr walked to loom over them all, he wore a pair of shiny, dark-blue/black pants with a scale-like pattern and a silver-scaled tunic. Interestingly, whereas Fenrir had none whatsoever, Loki's second son had some fuzz-like, blond hair on his head.
'Loki has hair, Jormungandr has hair, but Fenrir doesn't and he's the hairest in shape-shifting forms ? Laufey apparently was bald too, do Jotnar males just not have hair that often ? Do Loki and Jormungandr have more blood from their mothers then ?'
As Pippin showed Jormungandr his spear imbued with Loki's magic, Loki was digging around in the packs for dry cloaks and blankets to pass out. While he accepted Loki's black cloak, the wargs came up to sniff the strange frill-tailed fish. After which Loki let him, reluctantly, borrow a knife to start cleaning the fish with Boromir's help.
Boromir muttered, "Where did such a strange fish come from ? Never in my life have I seen such a beast. You are far older than I, have you ever seen this creature before, Legolas ?", while he cut off the fish's head.
Blank, black-eyes stared at him as the tiny, reverse-grip, dagger-like teeth gapped at him. Quickly, he threw the head away with a shudder, "I have never been to a sea, but I think it is safe to say that it came from Midgard and nor have I. It looks like something out of a nightmare."
Gandalf, who all this time had sat a few feet away, started a fire on the edge of the camp. When he looked around a few minutes later, Jormungandr was examining Pippin's spear, Loki and Fenrir were watching Vanafin and Thor was...wrestling with the wargs ?
'I suppose he has to do something to pass the time. He could have just summoned some lightning so Gandalf didn't have to light the fire by hand. Today we should finally reach Minas Tirith. Even though he's not showing it, Boromir must be excited to see Faramir again.'
Boromir looked up to stare at the White Mountains and then east to the darkness of the black Shadow Mountains and Mordor, "When we are done with Faramir and my father, we should go looking for Frodo and Sam. I care not if those horrid dreams return when I near the Ring, they have been alone for far too long with it."
Nodded as he looked up wishing more of the strange water would fall from the sky, so that he could return the knife to Loki. This time the water did not oblige him and he sighed before settling to wiping the Asgardian blade on the grass. 'Frigga, please, please let them be alive and unharmed ! We've avoided permant deaths for the Fellowship until now, so let it continue I pray.'
