Blood thirsty: I need a hobby… ah well, at least I'm getting reviews. This is chapter… eight?! Whoa! I can't believe I'm already on chapter eight! DUDE!

Aragorn: I think you might want to get some sort of shrink for Legolas… He's not doing so well…

Legolas: * crying in a corner *

Blood thirsty: Nah, I have a better AND cheaper solution! * gives Legolas a needle of some sort *

Aragorn:O.O!

Blood thirsty: don't look at me like that! It's not drugs! It's just my little friend ' morphine' heh.

Aragorn: He's not supposed to look that happy and relaxed is he?

Blood thirsty: Ahem… on with chapter eight! Please enjoy!

Aragorn: You still haven't answered my question…

Legolas and Miranda had been extremely quiet towards eachother. Not the ' glare daggers and pretend no one else notices', but the kind that makes everyone around you depressed.

"What is going on?" Demanded Frodo. They had made it through some sort of dense forest, and were now about half way through a more dead looking place. The trees had barely any leaves, and yet still seemed to block out the light. Frodo had been the ring-bearer, knew that kind of atmosphere all too well. It was him who had been quiet and withdrawn now realized how it was different from thinking you were doing right in silence, when all you were doing was hurting yourself.

" What is going on between you two?" Frodo asked again. Miranda looked away, and Legolas found his foot-wear to be much more interesting to look at than to look at Frodo.

" We cannot stop for petty subjects. We must move on." Legolas stated, still not meeting the hobbits' gaze. Frodo stood still.

" We are not leaving with an atmosphere like this. There is something wrong, and we will try and help." The halfling said stubbornly. Legolas was furious at that comment.

" Oh great ring-bearer," He hissed, venom dripping from his voice " the one who left us behind to save your friends, the one who thought we would merely slow him down. The one who knew we were too dumb and insignificant to help you with your problems. What do you think you could possibly do?" Legolas spat. Anger, confusion, bitterness, and a lack of sleep corrupted his thoughts; plus the on-going battle between his head and his heart made him a train-wreck waiting to happen.

" I-I can't believe you just said that!" Stammered Frodo. Legolas then realized what he had said, and lowered his head.

" Frodo, I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean that." Legolas said.

' That sounded as convincing as an ox ballet dancing.'

' No kidding, get a life and SHUTUP! All your doing is pissing people off!' Legolas could no longer take anymore of this bickering in his head.

" Would both of you please shut up?! I am trying not to be so uptight, but with the constant bickering I cannot help but be stressed!" Legolas shouted. Everyone stared at him. Aragorn put the palm of his hand across Legolas' forehead.

" He doesn't have a fever…" He muttered, staring at the elf with concern.

" Of course I don't!" Legolas shouted. Aragorn didn't flinch at the shouting.

" Who's talking to you Legolas? Tell us so we can help." Gandalf intruded, hoping to reach Legolas.

" Wonderful, I hope your happy now!" He shouted to the voices that the rest of the fellowship could not hear. " I hope your very proud of yourselves, your making me look completely insane!"

'You brought it on yourself.' His conscience muttered. Frodo was looking at him with pity. Legolas sighed in defeat.

" Lets just go, okay? Please, we are wasting time. There is absolutely no point staying here.

" No, Legolas, you are extremely stressed, and we shall wait until you get… well." Aragorn said, trying not to offend him. Legolas knew he wouldn't be able to get them going, so he sat down on the spot, and cupped his hands over his face. After a while, he leaned back against a tree, and for once in a long while, nodded off to sleep.

He awoke to the sound of footsteps. They were quiet, barely able to hear. Miranda had her head tilted upwards, as if straining to hear something. Before anyone could react, a battlecry arose from the forest, and around ten guards emerged. All of them were elven, though Legolas would recognize that type anywhere, and as if on cue, Princess Allura emerged. Legolas nearly burst into tears.

' Your on your own now! Have fun!'

'Yeah, enjoy! Tell her I say hi!' Legolas wanted to jump out of a window, but considering they were in a forest, that was out of the question.

" Elf, I am giving you one more chance to return to my kingdom, and help me rule, side by side!" She said ecstatically. He shuddered. Miranda was looking quite angry.'If I can't have him, he certainly isn't going with her!' She thought furiously.

" Well he's not going with you, because he is sent on a mission." Miranda stated non-chalontly.

" If you think he could go for an elf like you, your sadly mistaken. He wants someone worth his own beauty! Not some ugly pond scum like you." Allura snapped back. Legolas stepped in.

" I'll have you know that if I had to choose, I'd pick her over you!" Legolas shouted.

' That'll come back and bite you in the ass, I guarantee it.' Legolas did something right, and chose to ignore that little voice. He stepped forward, ready to wipe that grin off Princess Allura's face. Her smirk only widened.

" Are you really going to smack me? I thought it was wrong for a man to hit a girl." She said triumphantly. Legolas glared back at her through clenched teeth.

'She's right you know…'

' So? Deck her anyway!' Legolas wanted the voices to stop, and to his relief, Miranda came up behind him, put a hand on his chest to signal him to back up, wound up, and smacked the 'Princess' hard enough to make her fall. All eyes fell on the seething elf. Allura got up, and smacked Miranda. In a matter of seconds, there was hair flying everywhere. The two were biting, kicking, screaming, and scratching at every opportunity.

' Whoa… turn away now. This is not good to watch.' His conscience said bluntly. True, Legolas was around 2778 years old, but in elf years, he was still young enough to have hormones.

' I'd have to agree with that, you don't want to be staring at two elven-maidens that you don't even like.' Legolas tried to heed the advice, but found he could not turn away from the fighting elves. He was not the only one with that problem. Some of the guards were staring too. Legolas could have sworn he heard a cat hissing in the forest somewhere. After about ten minutes, Miranda stood up. Her clothes were somewhat torn, but still wear-able, and she was covered in mud, but she came out victorious. Allura called to her guards to help her up, and without another word, she stalked away; though shooting a very nasty glance towards Miranda.

" Could you hand me a cloak?" She asked. Her clothes weren't torn up badly, but it did make her look as though she had been trampled on by a wild boar; and that wasn't far from the truth.

They had walked for about three hours, and they were all exhausted. They were just setting up their beds when Miranda silently came up towards Legolas, and tapped him on the shoulder.

" Did you really mean what you said about marrying me?" She asked, a glimmer of hope shimmering in her eyes. Legolas scratched the back of his head, and shifted nervously.

'Told you.' Legolas could have screamed. She looked at him again. He cleared his throat, and spoke somewhat softly.

" I'm going to be brutally honest with you. Given the choice, I probably would pick neither." Miranda's eyes brimmed with tears. She had lost all self control.

" You love that elf Arwen, don't you! That's why you wanted to go to Rivendell so badly! You disgusting piece of-" Her sentence was cut off by a menacing glare from Aragorn, directed at Legolas.

" What?" Aragorn demanded.

" That's right! Your best friend is in love with your little elf wench!" She yelled, tears streaming down her face. Legolas was now in denial.

' She didn't say that, she didn't say that, she didn't say t-'

' Of course she said that, but you deserved it. Since when are you supposed be honest with a girl! You tell her what she wants to hear! Not what she thinks she's going to hear! That was so stu-' His train of thought was cut off by Aragorn sternly shaking Legolas by the shoulders.

" Is it true?" The ranger asked. Miranda answered before Legolas could.

" Of course it is! Why do you think he snuck off to go into the forest after dinner, mere moments after Arwen did?" She demanded. Legolas had to say something, and fast. So he decided to go with the truth again.

" I was going to meet Gimli!" As soon as he said those words, he wished he hadn't. Everything stopped. Gimli was staring at him oddly, Aragorn released his grip on Legolas' shoulders, and looked at him a glint of pity, and nodded towards the dwarf. Now Gimli, he was not happy. Legolas was just praying he would either wake up, or go to sleep. Legolas met eye contact with Gimli, and the dwarf turned away.

" I had no id-" The dwarf was cut off by a cry from Miranda.

" I have been rejected for a dwarf! EW!" She shrieked. Aragorn looked like he was about to apologize, but Legolas screamed.

" I do NOT have feelings like that towards anyone! Especially Gimli!" He yelled, but the looks on the fellowships' faces told him it didn't work. Even Gandalf had a look of some sort of pity on his face. The elf just stood there. He had never felt so helpless in his life. He wanted a look from someone to tell him that they believed him, but none came. His eyes rested on Miranda. She looked away, and muttered something in elvish. His helplessness soon turned to anger, and his fists clenched.

' Don't do it! Please! For once, LISTEN TO US!'

' Be smart! Don't do anything you might regret!' The voices pleaded with him, but he w3as past negotiation.

" You…" Before he even finished, he lunged at her, his face twisted in rage. His fingers twisted around her throat, and he squeezed. Hard. This was quite the stress reliever, until he felt a pair of arms around him, being pulled off. He finally gained enough control to be released. He dusted himelf off, and without another word, he stalked into the forest. Gimli looked at Merry and Pippin, who just shrugged. The dwarf then looked towards Aragorn for some re-assurance.

" I don't know what to think either." Mumbled the very confused Aragorn. After a long moment of thought, the rest of the fellowship went to bed, hoping that they wouldn't find Miranda murdered in the morning.

Legolas: Wait! Stop the train! What is going on?! They think I'm GAY?!

Blood thirsty: Do you have something against gays?

Legolas: No, but… but with Gimli? * shudders *

Blood thirsty: ah well , I really hope I didn't offend anyone, honestly, I have nothing against gays, in fact, I know a few, and they're really cool! But, I just can't see Legolas falling for Gimli. Call me tunnel-visioned if you must. And no, I'm not trying to switch your opinions of Miranda back and fourth, I just think it's the way she would act, that's all. Now then. SHOUT OUTS!!!! :D:D:D!!!

Memesasuka "hhehe, yeah, I do have a little time on my hands… well, not so much anymore. This is gonna be my last chapter up in the next three or four days, cause I got band camp to go to. But thanks for reviewing!"

Sam " Glad you liked the Lego-ass thing, I thought it was kinda lame myself. But as long as my reviewers are happy, then so am I!"

#1legolasobsesser " Hey! I'm continuing! Fast fast fast! But thanks for the enthusiasm! Much appreciated!"

Laureacale " That's ok, honestly, I thought I'd lost you with that 'Lego-ass' thing… I could think of anything else. But I'm glad I still have you as a reviewer! :D That's ok, I wasn't trying to make anyone sorry for Miranda, and as you can see, she's still the immature brat she always was. And thanks! It's good to see that you still like my story! Thanks for letting me know about the conscience thing! :D"

Amy " Ah, Amy. My loyal reviewer! Thanks sooo much, but I didn't take the suggestion the wrong way, it's nice to know, and even if I did, I don't think I'd tell probably one of my most loyal reviewers to 'screw off'. I hope this helped your " ifeelsorryformiranda" syndrome. Heh, I don't want you to hate her, and I dun want you to like her… I could care less, I just wanted her to be in character!"

That's is for chapter eight… I cannot believe I am already here! Thank you soooooo much! I'm glad people are actaully enjoying this! Yay!

Blood thirsty: Yay! I'm done chapter eight, and don't worry, this won't go on forever, I soon plan to make them find the trail of the or-

Aragorn: don't give away the story!

Blood thirsty: Hehe, oops. Sorry about that… well, it looks like Legolas is back to his usual self.

Legolas: Why wouldn't I be?

Blood thirsty: No reason… hehehe…

Legolas: Blood thirsty…?