SECOND MATCH: AMANDA VERSUS LEGOLAS
ARENA: PLAINS OF ROHAN
3….2……1……BEGIN!
Legolas was beamed into the arena. He was filing his nails.
"Oh god, are we doing one of these stupid tournaments again? This is SO bad for my complexion," he complained, shoving his nail file into one of his boots. He sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Well? Who is it this time?" Just then Amanda appeared. She gave one of those annoying girly squeals of delight.
"OOOOOH!!!!! LEGOLAS!!!!!!!" she shrieked excitedly, her eyes glazing over. Legolas moaned.
"Erg…why do they always stick me with the over-hyper fangirls?" He eyed Amanda. "Well, let's get started then, I don't have all day." But Amanda was in a daze, drooling, to busy to notice he was talking. "Look, you annoying little person," Legolas snapped, "I don't want to waste my time while you just stand here drooling, beautiful though I am. So hurry up."
"Will you marry me?" she said, giggling. He rolled his eyes.
"What are you talking about? Have you gone mad? Why would I marry a silly little human like you when I am totally in love with my gorgeous self?"
"You have pretty eyes."
"Well of course I have pretty eyes. I am the prince of Mirkwood forest, you know. Honestly, you fangirls don't pay much attention, do you?"
"Pretty."
"Yes, yes, I've heard that before!" Legolas said impatiently. "Now are you going to do anything or not?"
"I love you," Amanda salivated, fluttering her eyelashes.
"For crying out loud!" the elf complained. "This is a waste of time." Suddenly Amanda passed out, most likely from too much lust overcrowding her brain. The bell dinged.
"Somebody get a stretcher!" shouted one of the execs, and within moments Amanda was being carried away by paramedics, a serenely happy expression on her face.
"Thank god that's over," Legolas muttered.
WINNER: LEGOLAS
NEXT MATCH: ANGELA VERSUS GOLLUM