I thought I might as well make a short series of stories of why poor Glorfindel wasn't in the movie! And no, I don't think of Glorfindel like this, I am just having fun at his expense.
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1. Me? Go find that stupid Aragorn and a troop of hobbits? No! AKA: Hair dye makes elves act strange...
The Elf Lord of Rivendell, Glorfindel of old, came strolling into Elrond's meeting room.
"You called me, Master Elrond?" Glorfindel asked.
"Yes, Glorfindel. I need you to go find Estel and the hobbits," Elrond said, looking up from his work.
"Don't you mean Aragorn?" Glorfindel asked.
"What?" Elrond asked.
"He goes by Aragorn now," Glorfindel insisted.
"Of course. You had best leave now to search for them," Elrond said.
"No," Glorfindel said.
"No?" Elrond asked, puzzled.
"No," Glorfindel confirmed.
"Why?" Elrond asked.
"Because, I mean, we are talking about me. I am way to important to go after that stupid Aragorn and the hobbits," Glorfindel said airily.
"That blonde dye is getting to your brain, isn't it?" Elrond asked.
"I don't dye my hair!" Glorfindel exclaimed.
"I knew that stuff was dangerous when Legolas came skipping in waving that stuff around. I should never have let you try it but nooooo, you just had to get rid of that tiny strand of white in your hair," Elrond sighed.
"My hair is not turning white! I am not that old!" Glorfindel yelled.
"Never mind, I'll send Arwen to get him," Elrond said.
"Thank you! Now I can go back to grooming my hair!" Glorfindel said and walked out.
Elrond just sighed and shook his head, "I am going to band that evil hair dye. It must be something Sauron invented, since it drives elves out of their minds!"
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1. Me? Go find that stupid Aragorn and a troop of hobbits? No! AKA: Hair dye makes elves act strange...
The Elf Lord of Rivendell, Glorfindel of old, came strolling into Elrond's meeting room.
"You called me, Master Elrond?" Glorfindel asked.
"Yes, Glorfindel. I need you to go find Estel and the hobbits," Elrond said, looking up from his work.
"Don't you mean Aragorn?" Glorfindel asked.
"What?" Elrond asked.
"He goes by Aragorn now," Glorfindel insisted.
"Of course. You had best leave now to search for them," Elrond said.
"No," Glorfindel said.
"No?" Elrond asked, puzzled.
"No," Glorfindel confirmed.
"Why?" Elrond asked.
"Because, I mean, we are talking about me. I am way to important to go after that stupid Aragorn and the hobbits," Glorfindel said airily.
"That blonde dye is getting to your brain, isn't it?" Elrond asked.
"I don't dye my hair!" Glorfindel exclaimed.
"I knew that stuff was dangerous when Legolas came skipping in waving that stuff around. I should never have let you try it but nooooo, you just had to get rid of that tiny strand of white in your hair," Elrond sighed.
"My hair is not turning white! I am not that old!" Glorfindel yelled.
"Never mind, I'll send Arwen to get him," Elrond said.
"Thank you! Now I can go back to grooming my hair!" Glorfindel said and walked out.
Elrond just sighed and shook his head, "I am going to band that evil hair dye. It must be something Sauron invented, since it drives elves out of their minds!"
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