Much Ado About Matching
By Windy McDohl
Disclaimer: They aren't mine… They're the Great Sir Mr. J.R.R. Tolkien's. Fanfiction is mine, though!
Warning: Slash and Britney Spears. The end! (^^;)
Note: Please do not take this piece seriously. (^^;)
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Part Six - The Very Short Chapter
"Wow, I can't believe this!"
Thranduil glared at his eldest son severely, causing Ithilas to cringe. He eyed his father mournfully, and shook his head. "F-a-t-h-e-r! Don't you think it's mean to vie with you youngest son over something? You should make way for him! I mean; unrequited love is normal! And Legolas deserves happiness - "
"He is not the only one!" Thranduil thundered. Ithilas flinched. He knew what was coming. "And besides, Lord Elrond had addressed the letter to ME! Legolas has bewitched Elrond… he doesn't like Legolas at all! And I shall save him!"
"I doubt you can," Ithilas mumbled. Thranduil hit his son's head viciously.
"SAY WHAT!"
"Well, I think they like each other…" Ithilas tried again in his whiniest voice; "F-a-t-h-e-r! C'mon! Give them a break! I'd doubt the strong, mighty and gracious Elrond is susceptible to a mere elf's witchcraft! Surely he cannot be so dense (as you are, although I'm not telling you)!"
"Quit whining," Thranduil smacked his son. "Or I shall sing that song again!"
"NO-OO-OO! MERCY!" Ithilas fell on his knees. "DO NOT SING THAT SONG, BY ELBERETH AND HER FELLOW FRIENDS (doesn't include Barney, sorry!)!!!"
Thranduil looked at his son, and a sly plan popped up suddenly. He grinned at Ithilas, pulling him up quickly to his feet again. The elf, seeing the look on his father's face, goggled at him in horror. "No…"
Ithilas scooted to the general direction of the Elf-lord's chamber, wanting to warn his friends about his father's plan. But his injuries slowed him down considerably, and Thranduil ran after him. "Oh, no, you don't!"
The door was flung open suddenly. Lord Elrond goggled at the sight of Ithilas panting and gasping as he limped in.
"Is something wrong?" Glorfindel asked, carefully helping the elf to a seat. Legolas gazed worriedly at his brother, as the twins stood beside their father, wide-eyed.
"You… *gasp*… whatever you do, don't… *pant*… open the door - "
"My dear Lord Elrond!" a thunderous voice boomed over the roof. Thranduil stepped in, stepping cruelly on poor Ithilas' head. The five elves looked at him, horrified. Whatever was he up to? In what danger did he put them?
"I am come to save you, my love!" he continued, not noticing Legolas' advances to pull his brother up. Elrond stared at the elven king in horror.
"But I am in no danger, your majesty," he said humbly, bewildered. Thranduil smiled at Elrond. "Ah, but you are! You're blinded by Legolas' spell, not returning my love as you had asked for! Here I am from Mirkwood, but you welcome me not with kisses and embraces! Are you not bewitched?"
"No, I certainly am not!" Elrond stood up indignantly. "I do not love you! You are dreaming, if not, just fantasizing!"
"How dare you!" Thranduil roared. "You shall pay for this!"
Thranduil jumped up and down, and all a sudden some strange pop music started to ring out of nowhere. Ithilas winced. Elladan suddenly stood up. "I've heard that… Oh, no! Stop your ears, everybody!!!"
"OOPS I DID IT AGAIN ~"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Glorfindel screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! That evil song! DON'T SING IT! I BEG YOU! MERCY!"
"I'MGONNADIEI'MGONNADIEI'MGONNADIE!" Elrohir rolled on the floor, choking. But Thranduil heeded them not. He continued singing and dancing.
"I MADE YOU BELIEVE WE'RE MORE THAN JUST FRIENDS~!"
"Don't kill us!!!" Elladan clutched at his throat feebly. He looked like a duck about to die.
"OH BABY BABY! ~"
"AHHHHHHHHKKKKBRPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!" Legolas said, rolling on the floor helplessly. Ithilas did the same. Elrond looked perplexed. He gazed sadly at his friends, at Legolas, and then at Thranduil.
"IM NOT THAT INNOCENT! ~"
"Wait… I'll marry you…"
"Really?" Thranduil stopped. He grinned at the lord of the house. "Thanks. Let's get married tomorrow! Here's the engagement ring!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOO!" Legolas yelled.
But Thranduil paid no attention to his son's anguish. He slipped the ring into Elrond's forth finger and they linked hands. Thranduil then dragged a sad-looking Elrond out of the room to have some 'quality time' together before the marriage ceremony. Legolas stared after them, tear-stained. His brother patted his shoulder.
"There's got to be a way to stop this," he said. Glorfindel shook his head.
"How?"
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To Be Continued…
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By Windy McDohl
Disclaimer: They aren't mine… They're the Great Sir Mr. J.R.R. Tolkien's. Fanfiction is mine, though!
Warning: Slash and Britney Spears. The end! (^^;)
Note: Please do not take this piece seriously. (^^;)
_______________________
Part Six - The Very Short Chapter
"Wow, I can't believe this!"
Thranduil glared at his eldest son severely, causing Ithilas to cringe. He eyed his father mournfully, and shook his head. "F-a-t-h-e-r! Don't you think it's mean to vie with you youngest son over something? You should make way for him! I mean; unrequited love is normal! And Legolas deserves happiness - "
"He is not the only one!" Thranduil thundered. Ithilas flinched. He knew what was coming. "And besides, Lord Elrond had addressed the letter to ME! Legolas has bewitched Elrond… he doesn't like Legolas at all! And I shall save him!"
"I doubt you can," Ithilas mumbled. Thranduil hit his son's head viciously.
"SAY WHAT!"
"Well, I think they like each other…" Ithilas tried again in his whiniest voice; "F-a-t-h-e-r! C'mon! Give them a break! I'd doubt the strong, mighty and gracious Elrond is susceptible to a mere elf's witchcraft! Surely he cannot be so dense (as you are, although I'm not telling you)!"
"Quit whining," Thranduil smacked his son. "Or I shall sing that song again!"
"NO-OO-OO! MERCY!" Ithilas fell on his knees. "DO NOT SING THAT SONG, BY ELBERETH AND HER FELLOW FRIENDS (doesn't include Barney, sorry!)!!!"
Thranduil looked at his son, and a sly plan popped up suddenly. He grinned at Ithilas, pulling him up quickly to his feet again. The elf, seeing the look on his father's face, goggled at him in horror. "No…"
Ithilas scooted to the general direction of the Elf-lord's chamber, wanting to warn his friends about his father's plan. But his injuries slowed him down considerably, and Thranduil ran after him. "Oh, no, you don't!"
The door was flung open suddenly. Lord Elrond goggled at the sight of Ithilas panting and gasping as he limped in.
"Is something wrong?" Glorfindel asked, carefully helping the elf to a seat. Legolas gazed worriedly at his brother, as the twins stood beside their father, wide-eyed.
"You… *gasp*… whatever you do, don't… *pant*… open the door - "
"My dear Lord Elrond!" a thunderous voice boomed over the roof. Thranduil stepped in, stepping cruelly on poor Ithilas' head. The five elves looked at him, horrified. Whatever was he up to? In what danger did he put them?
"I am come to save you, my love!" he continued, not noticing Legolas' advances to pull his brother up. Elrond stared at the elven king in horror.
"But I am in no danger, your majesty," he said humbly, bewildered. Thranduil smiled at Elrond. "Ah, but you are! You're blinded by Legolas' spell, not returning my love as you had asked for! Here I am from Mirkwood, but you welcome me not with kisses and embraces! Are you not bewitched?"
"No, I certainly am not!" Elrond stood up indignantly. "I do not love you! You are dreaming, if not, just fantasizing!"
"How dare you!" Thranduil roared. "You shall pay for this!"
Thranduil jumped up and down, and all a sudden some strange pop music started to ring out of nowhere. Ithilas winced. Elladan suddenly stood up. "I've heard that… Oh, no! Stop your ears, everybody!!!"
"OOPS I DID IT AGAIN ~"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Glorfindel screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! That evil song! DON'T SING IT! I BEG YOU! MERCY!"
"I'MGONNADIEI'MGONNADIEI'MGONNADIE!" Elrohir rolled on the floor, choking. But Thranduil heeded them not. He continued singing and dancing.
"I MADE YOU BELIEVE WE'RE MORE THAN JUST FRIENDS~!"
"Don't kill us!!!" Elladan clutched at his throat feebly. He looked like a duck about to die.
"OH BABY BABY! ~"
"AHHHHHHHHKKKKBRPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!" Legolas said, rolling on the floor helplessly. Ithilas did the same. Elrond looked perplexed. He gazed sadly at his friends, at Legolas, and then at Thranduil.
"IM NOT THAT INNOCENT! ~"
"Wait… I'll marry you…"
"Really?" Thranduil stopped. He grinned at the lord of the house. "Thanks. Let's get married tomorrow! Here's the engagement ring!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOOOO!" Legolas yelled.
But Thranduil paid no attention to his son's anguish. He slipped the ring into Elrond's forth finger and they linked hands. Thranduil then dragged a sad-looking Elrond out of the room to have some 'quality time' together before the marriage ceremony. Legolas stared after them, tear-stained. His brother patted his shoulder.
"There's got to be a way to stop this," he said. Glorfindel shook his head.
"How?"
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To Be Continued…
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