Liz knew that Maria had questions, who wouldn't, but she wasn't sure that
her best friend could handle the answers. She would just have to try, and
cross her fingers that Maria would believe it. Liz watched Legolas looked
around in wonder at the objects in the room. They were obviously in a
study, and Liz assumed this was where her father had penned his (true)
stories about Middle Earth. She turned to Maria, who was watching Legolas
suspiciously. She grabbed her hands and Maria's gaze moved to Liz's serious
face. "Mar-mar? I'm going to tell you what's going on, but I need you to
stay calm and keep and open mind. I know that it's going to be hard to
believe, and it took me a while myself to believe it was true. Please just
trust me." Maria narrowed her eyes in bewilderment, but nodded. "Okay Liz.
But I should tell you that you're freaking me out, not to mention Captain-
Spandex over there." Liz half smiled.
"I know this is scary." Still holding Maria's hands, she moved her over to a small leather couch in the corner. Judging by the velvet-ropes and "DO NOT TOUCH" sign, this was a no-no, but Liz figured that technically this stuff was hers anyway.
"Okay Mar-mar." She took a deep breath and began. She watched Maria's eyes widen and her jaw slacken as she told her about Middle Earth and John Tolkien, and how Legolas was an elf.
Legolas watched the two girls on the couch for a moment before turning back to his inspection. There were so many fascinating things here, including a round map and a hollow club with a great glass eye on the end called a This was Tolkein's Telescope. Luckily all the writing in the room was in Common Speech, and most things were clearly marked. He scanned the titles of the books in the many shelves, wondering at such strange titles and colors. "The JOY of Cooking". Legolas wrinkled his nose. He had never found joy in standing for hours waiting for meat to roast, or in mashing grain and water together to form cakes. But perhaps humans here had different tastes and ideas of fun. He noticed several titles that seemed to be about elves, and he found these most interesting. He thumbed through one and smiled, it was quite an amusing little book. Apparently there were a colony of elves that lived in extreme cold and snow that worked all year round for a fat, bearded human name Claus. He smiled more as he read that all these elves were three feet tall, wore hats with bells on them and spoke in high- pitched voices. This world must have many confused inhabitants. He was interrupted in his fun by a loud squeak. Liz was watching the tall female human called Maria very closely, and she seemed quite concerned.
Maria sat there staring ahead, not blinking, not speaking. She seemed eerily calm, and had a funny, lopsided smile on her face. Finally Liz reached out and touched her shoulder. She spun around and shook her head. She looked from Liz, to Legolas, and back to Liz.
"Well…I….this is….if you're shitting me, I will kill you." She looked sternly at Liz and then her expression changed softly. She watched Liz's face for a reaction. After a moment she spoke again, quietly and calmly.
"But I don't think you are. In fact, despite the fact that my head says this is utterly unbelievable, my heart trusts you. It's crazy, I know, but I trust you." She shook her head again and laughed softly, looking down at the floor. "I believe that you went to another world and that the man in tights is actually an elf. Maybe I've lost it…I can't comprehend that fact that I actually believe you…I…"
Liz smiled. "Mar-mar, I knew I could count on you. But what do you think we should do? I mean, Legolas can't go around looking like that. If they found him, they'd do freaky tests on him and produce little embryo-clones to keep in jars. Or…I don't know, but I do know that he needs to remain anonymous and blend in." Maria nodded.
"Yep. And for one thing, he can't keep his hair that long." Legolas opened his mouth to say something but Liz shot him a keep-your-mouth-shut-it's-for- your-own-good look and he shrugged his shoulders. "For now we can pretend that he's part of the tour, but as soon as we get back to the hotel we have to get him some new clothes and a haircut." She turned to Legolas. "Just go along with whatever I say and everything will turn out alright." She felt a funny flutter in her stomach at the fact that he was so vulnerable here, that he needed her for once. He looked so damn handsome and (dare she think it) rugged in his warrior's tunic, complete with daggers and bow.
For a moment she forgot she was sitting in her dead father's study next to her best friend. She allowed her eyes to travel over his broad chest and strong shoulders, and up to his perfect face, where his cool blue eyes stared back at her. A shiver traced itself up her spine and settled itself between her legs. When he looked straight at her with the clear blue gaze, she felt like a million feathers were brushing against her bare skin and tickling her in a place she hadn't know was ticklish. After a moment Maria cleared her throat obviously to put an end to the lusty glances between the two.
Liz averted her eyes from him and bit her lip. "Right then. Let's go. Legolas, if anyone asks, you are part of the tour. Understand?" He nodded. They slipped out of the room unnoticed and hurried out the front.
Legolas wanted to get Liz alone as soon as he could. Firstly, he had so many questions for her about their surroundings. Secondly- he wanted her physically more than her could contain for much longer. He wanted to watch her pupils crystallize as she exploded from within and called out his name, throwing him into the pure pleasure and warmth. It had been a while since they had last been together, and much had happened since. Before it had been lust and want that had brought them together, but now it would be love and passion. He followed Liz closely just to keep her familiar and pleasant scent near.
Maria kept sending him funny looks, and kept opening her mouth as though she wanted to ask him something. Before she could, they were out in the rain once again and hurrying towards the most odd thing Legolas had ever seen. It was a like a giant bug, only he couldn't tell where the legs or head were. It made lots of noise and smelled horrible. He stopped as Liz motioned to it and it moved towards her. He grabbed her waist and pushed her behind him, fitting an arrow to his bow and pointing it at the oncoming beast. Liz cried out "NO LEGOLAS! WAIT!", and Maria looked frightened and oddly embarrassed. Legolas lowered his bow much to his confusion, as the large creature moved closer and closer. Suddenly it stopped. Liz took his hand and spoke in the same tone she had used to tell Maria about Middle Earth. Legolas felt once more like a child clinging to his mother's skirts.
"No Legolas, you can't shoot them. They're cars. They take us places because here in my world everyone is very lazy. And we're always in a rush, so we take cars because they travel quickly. Just think of it like….like…" She thought for a moment. "Like a metal horse. Yes, that's it. It carries us, only it's a lot more comfortable and it doesn't smell or poop every five minutes." Legolas tried to grasp the idea.
"But it does smell." Liz laughed.
"Well I guess it must to you, I'm just used to it I suppose. It's not alive though, and it's perfectly safe." Legolas nodded and allowed her to hold his hand. It felt nice to feel her soft, warm hand his own and her felt strangely better about this "car" thing. The gently urged him into the opening that Maria had found, and he sat down cautiously on the smooth seats.
Please review!!!!! I'd appreciate it greatly!!! Tell me how it's going so far, this one is a lot harder than Don't Yank Me Down….it's not going to be too funny right now, but I promise it will get steamier/more amusing as we go.
3 blondie
"I know this is scary." Still holding Maria's hands, she moved her over to a small leather couch in the corner. Judging by the velvet-ropes and "DO NOT TOUCH" sign, this was a no-no, but Liz figured that technically this stuff was hers anyway.
"Okay Mar-mar." She took a deep breath and began. She watched Maria's eyes widen and her jaw slacken as she told her about Middle Earth and John Tolkien, and how Legolas was an elf.
Legolas watched the two girls on the couch for a moment before turning back to his inspection. There were so many fascinating things here, including a round map and a hollow club with a great glass eye on the end called a This was Tolkein's Telescope. Luckily all the writing in the room was in Common Speech, and most things were clearly marked. He scanned the titles of the books in the many shelves, wondering at such strange titles and colors. "The JOY of Cooking". Legolas wrinkled his nose. He had never found joy in standing for hours waiting for meat to roast, or in mashing grain and water together to form cakes. But perhaps humans here had different tastes and ideas of fun. He noticed several titles that seemed to be about elves, and he found these most interesting. He thumbed through one and smiled, it was quite an amusing little book. Apparently there were a colony of elves that lived in extreme cold and snow that worked all year round for a fat, bearded human name Claus. He smiled more as he read that all these elves were three feet tall, wore hats with bells on them and spoke in high- pitched voices. This world must have many confused inhabitants. He was interrupted in his fun by a loud squeak. Liz was watching the tall female human called Maria very closely, and she seemed quite concerned.
Maria sat there staring ahead, not blinking, not speaking. She seemed eerily calm, and had a funny, lopsided smile on her face. Finally Liz reached out and touched her shoulder. She spun around and shook her head. She looked from Liz, to Legolas, and back to Liz.
"Well…I….this is….if you're shitting me, I will kill you." She looked sternly at Liz and then her expression changed softly. She watched Liz's face for a reaction. After a moment she spoke again, quietly and calmly.
"But I don't think you are. In fact, despite the fact that my head says this is utterly unbelievable, my heart trusts you. It's crazy, I know, but I trust you." She shook her head again and laughed softly, looking down at the floor. "I believe that you went to another world and that the man in tights is actually an elf. Maybe I've lost it…I can't comprehend that fact that I actually believe you…I…"
Liz smiled. "Mar-mar, I knew I could count on you. But what do you think we should do? I mean, Legolas can't go around looking like that. If they found him, they'd do freaky tests on him and produce little embryo-clones to keep in jars. Or…I don't know, but I do know that he needs to remain anonymous and blend in." Maria nodded.
"Yep. And for one thing, he can't keep his hair that long." Legolas opened his mouth to say something but Liz shot him a keep-your-mouth-shut-it's-for- your-own-good look and he shrugged his shoulders. "For now we can pretend that he's part of the tour, but as soon as we get back to the hotel we have to get him some new clothes and a haircut." She turned to Legolas. "Just go along with whatever I say and everything will turn out alright." She felt a funny flutter in her stomach at the fact that he was so vulnerable here, that he needed her for once. He looked so damn handsome and (dare she think it) rugged in his warrior's tunic, complete with daggers and bow.
For a moment she forgot she was sitting in her dead father's study next to her best friend. She allowed her eyes to travel over his broad chest and strong shoulders, and up to his perfect face, where his cool blue eyes stared back at her. A shiver traced itself up her spine and settled itself between her legs. When he looked straight at her with the clear blue gaze, she felt like a million feathers were brushing against her bare skin and tickling her in a place she hadn't know was ticklish. After a moment Maria cleared her throat obviously to put an end to the lusty glances between the two.
Liz averted her eyes from him and bit her lip. "Right then. Let's go. Legolas, if anyone asks, you are part of the tour. Understand?" He nodded. They slipped out of the room unnoticed and hurried out the front.
Legolas wanted to get Liz alone as soon as he could. Firstly, he had so many questions for her about their surroundings. Secondly- he wanted her physically more than her could contain for much longer. He wanted to watch her pupils crystallize as she exploded from within and called out his name, throwing him into the pure pleasure and warmth. It had been a while since they had last been together, and much had happened since. Before it had been lust and want that had brought them together, but now it would be love and passion. He followed Liz closely just to keep her familiar and pleasant scent near.
Maria kept sending him funny looks, and kept opening her mouth as though she wanted to ask him something. Before she could, they were out in the rain once again and hurrying towards the most odd thing Legolas had ever seen. It was a like a giant bug, only he couldn't tell where the legs or head were. It made lots of noise and smelled horrible. He stopped as Liz motioned to it and it moved towards her. He grabbed her waist and pushed her behind him, fitting an arrow to his bow and pointing it at the oncoming beast. Liz cried out "NO LEGOLAS! WAIT!", and Maria looked frightened and oddly embarrassed. Legolas lowered his bow much to his confusion, as the large creature moved closer and closer. Suddenly it stopped. Liz took his hand and spoke in the same tone she had used to tell Maria about Middle Earth. Legolas felt once more like a child clinging to his mother's skirts.
"No Legolas, you can't shoot them. They're cars. They take us places because here in my world everyone is very lazy. And we're always in a rush, so we take cars because they travel quickly. Just think of it like….like…" She thought for a moment. "Like a metal horse. Yes, that's it. It carries us, only it's a lot more comfortable and it doesn't smell or poop every five minutes." Legolas tried to grasp the idea.
"But it does smell." Liz laughed.
"Well I guess it must to you, I'm just used to it I suppose. It's not alive though, and it's perfectly safe." Legolas nodded and allowed her to hold his hand. It felt nice to feel her soft, warm hand his own and her felt strangely better about this "car" thing. The gently urged him into the opening that Maria had found, and he sat down cautiously on the smooth seats.
Please review!!!!! I'd appreciate it greatly!!! Tell me how it's going so far, this one is a lot harder than Don't Yank Me Down….it's not going to be too funny right now, but I promise it will get steamier/more amusing as we go.
3 blondie