Hey peeps! Thanks you so much who reveiwed my 1st and 2nd chapter of the (hopefully long) series of Legolas' pregnancy ^^; no, i will not say how the child will be born because...well...this is rated PG-13! ...yeah...o_o erm, another note: if you are going to leave any reveiws, please take note that i am here to give entertainment :] for you closed-minded people...
In any case, please please please e-mail me any ideas you can think of after the snack bar chapter(s)! I have (dissapointingly) no friends what-so-ever that can help me in this prosses, and i'm dying over IMs x.x so be lucky i didn't die while writing this!!
...right, enjoy! :]
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I Want More- Chapter 3
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In the Snack Bar
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Frodo played with a couple of spoons while Legolas whined about how cold it was...
"Why can't it just be a little warmer in here?! Really, it's bothering me a whoooole lot!" He glared at Frodo and snaped at him,"FRODO! Are you listening to me?!" Frodo nearly fell off his stool,"What?" Legolas groaned and folded his arms over his chest,"Nevermind, you stinkin little hobbit...i don't even know why you came along!" "Uhhh..." Frodo began,"I live with you guys.." Legolas snorted,"How should i've known that?! I never noticed!"
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Out in the feild
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"BALL ONE!! STRIKE!!STRIKE AGAIN! BALL TWO!!" Aragorn shouted at the players while the pitcher missed again,"STRIKE THREE, YOU'RE OUT!!" the pitcher slumped and moved along. Gods, Aragorn loved this sport...he didn't understand how Legolas wouldn't. Then he started to think about Legolas...is he really ok, with Frodo? He should've thought this through more...shrugging, he went back to his place and started calling again,"BALL ONE!! BALL TWO!!"
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Back at the snack bar
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Frodo saw a customer comming and sat up straight, flinging the spoon at Legolas that hit him in the nose. "Hello, may I help you?" The woman and her child were looking at the menu,"Yes, um, let's see, sir, I would like one pretzel, with cheese, and some airheads, please." "How many?" "Four." "Alright, comming up--" Frodo stopped dead in his tracks, he turned around slowly and crept up the stool again,"Did you just call me sir?" The woman blinked,"Why, yes." Frodo's eyes twinkled,"I don't look like a child, then?" the kid stood their with her finger in her mouth as the mother said,"No, sir, not especially..." Frodo jummped four feet off the ground(which is a lot to him ^^;),"WAZZZZZOOO! SHE DIDN'T CALL ME A CHILD!!! OH, THANK THE LORD!!" Legolas frowned at him and snaped again,"FRODO! PEOPLE ARE WAITING! CAN'T YOU SEE SHE HAS A HUNGRY CHILD?!" Frodo slummped and got to work on the food. After a while, he came back with a pretzel with cheese and four airheads,"Here you go miss..." The woman took it and threw the money at Frodo and ran, she was scared out of her mind by Legolas.
Frodo picked up the money, counted it then put it in the money box...then, Legolas took another mood swing, this time, with his stomach. "Oooh, that smells good!" he jumped up and ran to the pretzels. Frodo followed, trying to stop him,"N-no! Please, Legolas! Don't! Aragorn told me not to let you have anymore food!" He pulled on Legolas' maternity clothes (lol, just think about it for a minute).
Legolas pshh-poshed him,"Ah, who cares? Aragorn can't run my stomach!" He grabbed a couple pretzles and put them in the microwave then waited and soon they where done before Frodo could protest. Frodo tried to stop him each time he took bites, but Legolas, in the end, threatened to beat the poor hobbit down with a baseball bat if he didn't take a chill pill.
"Relax my friend and everything shall go as planned..." He dipped his pretzel in globby cheese and chewed happily,"B-besides," he said with a full mouth,"What should I do if the baby starves to death? Hummm?" When he said the last part, the cheese spit out onto Frodo's face, which Legolas chose to ignore. Frodo took a napkin and whiped it off,"With the way you're eating, I think they baby's gonna weigh 50 pounds..."
Uh-oh...Frodo thought right after he made the comment, and he turned around quickly to see the damage he's done...Legolas was sniffling, the cheese dribbling off his chin onto the paper plate. "You-*sniff*think i'm-*sniffle* FAT!?" He started to bawl while his pretzels got all soggy. Frodo quickly went over to him and patted his back,"No no no Never! You're skinny as a bone!" "So now you're saying i'm anorexic, huh?!" and he cried some more...Frodo sighed deeply and kept patting his back. He wished Aragorn would come back soon...he didn't know how much longer he could keep up with this.
Then Legolas stood up,"I smell...candy!" He ran to the boxes of airheads and grabbed a box, ploping back down on his seat and tearing open the cover, taking massive bites out of the chewy candy. Frodo's eyes widened again and he tried to stop him, but this time, Legolas started to go all angry at Frodo and it was like WW3 had broken loose...
"YOU @#$@%$ HOBBIT!! I SWEAR TO THE GODS YOU ARE SO SELFISH!! GET AWAY OR I'M GOING TO CUT OFF YOUR HEAD!!" Frodo cowered in a Sunflower seed box, quivering and shaking...he looked at his watch...only 10 more minutes and it will be Aragorn's turn...he only prayed he'd live to see that time.
TBC!!! ^.~
Well? How was that one? A bit short, but, all of my chapters are short due to the fact that i have no one to help me come up with at least one idea...^^; anyway, please R/R!! I would appreciate it, especially to those who want me to write more. It always gives me a reason to stay up late :p
Rika has been bogged down with so much homework ;x it's not even funny...Ima tryin my hardest to get at least one fic up a day and that's going to be kinda hard, so, bear with me peeps/fans!! :D Encourage me!
Hee hee...
From the dimented mind~*
Luvness-
Rika
In any case, please please please e-mail me any ideas you can think of after the snack bar chapter(s)! I have (dissapointingly) no friends what-so-ever that can help me in this prosses, and i'm dying over IMs x.x so be lucky i didn't die while writing this!!
...right, enjoy! :]
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I Want More- Chapter 3
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In the Snack Bar
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Frodo played with a couple of spoons while Legolas whined about how cold it was...
"Why can't it just be a little warmer in here?! Really, it's bothering me a whoooole lot!" He glared at Frodo and snaped at him,"FRODO! Are you listening to me?!" Frodo nearly fell off his stool,"What?" Legolas groaned and folded his arms over his chest,"Nevermind, you stinkin little hobbit...i don't even know why you came along!" "Uhhh..." Frodo began,"I live with you guys.." Legolas snorted,"How should i've known that?! I never noticed!"
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Out in the feild
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"BALL ONE!! STRIKE!!STRIKE AGAIN! BALL TWO!!" Aragorn shouted at the players while the pitcher missed again,"STRIKE THREE, YOU'RE OUT!!" the pitcher slumped and moved along. Gods, Aragorn loved this sport...he didn't understand how Legolas wouldn't. Then he started to think about Legolas...is he really ok, with Frodo? He should've thought this through more...shrugging, he went back to his place and started calling again,"BALL ONE!! BALL TWO!!"
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Back at the snack bar
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Frodo saw a customer comming and sat up straight, flinging the spoon at Legolas that hit him in the nose. "Hello, may I help you?" The woman and her child were looking at the menu,"Yes, um, let's see, sir, I would like one pretzel, with cheese, and some airheads, please." "How many?" "Four." "Alright, comming up--" Frodo stopped dead in his tracks, he turned around slowly and crept up the stool again,"Did you just call me sir?" The woman blinked,"Why, yes." Frodo's eyes twinkled,"I don't look like a child, then?" the kid stood their with her finger in her mouth as the mother said,"No, sir, not especially..." Frodo jummped four feet off the ground(which is a lot to him ^^;),"WAZZZZZOOO! SHE DIDN'T CALL ME A CHILD!!! OH, THANK THE LORD!!" Legolas frowned at him and snaped again,"FRODO! PEOPLE ARE WAITING! CAN'T YOU SEE SHE HAS A HUNGRY CHILD?!" Frodo slummped and got to work on the food. After a while, he came back with a pretzel with cheese and four airheads,"Here you go miss..." The woman took it and threw the money at Frodo and ran, she was scared out of her mind by Legolas.
Frodo picked up the money, counted it then put it in the money box...then, Legolas took another mood swing, this time, with his stomach. "Oooh, that smells good!" he jumped up and ran to the pretzels. Frodo followed, trying to stop him,"N-no! Please, Legolas! Don't! Aragorn told me not to let you have anymore food!" He pulled on Legolas' maternity clothes (lol, just think about it for a minute).
Legolas pshh-poshed him,"Ah, who cares? Aragorn can't run my stomach!" He grabbed a couple pretzles and put them in the microwave then waited and soon they where done before Frodo could protest. Frodo tried to stop him each time he took bites, but Legolas, in the end, threatened to beat the poor hobbit down with a baseball bat if he didn't take a chill pill.
"Relax my friend and everything shall go as planned..." He dipped his pretzel in globby cheese and chewed happily,"B-besides," he said with a full mouth,"What should I do if the baby starves to death? Hummm?" When he said the last part, the cheese spit out onto Frodo's face, which Legolas chose to ignore. Frodo took a napkin and whiped it off,"With the way you're eating, I think they baby's gonna weigh 50 pounds..."
Uh-oh...Frodo thought right after he made the comment, and he turned around quickly to see the damage he's done...Legolas was sniffling, the cheese dribbling off his chin onto the paper plate. "You-*sniff*think i'm-*sniffle* FAT!?" He started to bawl while his pretzels got all soggy. Frodo quickly went over to him and patted his back,"No no no Never! You're skinny as a bone!" "So now you're saying i'm anorexic, huh?!" and he cried some more...Frodo sighed deeply and kept patting his back. He wished Aragorn would come back soon...he didn't know how much longer he could keep up with this.
Then Legolas stood up,"I smell...candy!" He ran to the boxes of airheads and grabbed a box, ploping back down on his seat and tearing open the cover, taking massive bites out of the chewy candy. Frodo's eyes widened again and he tried to stop him, but this time, Legolas started to go all angry at Frodo and it was like WW3 had broken loose...
"YOU @#$@%$ HOBBIT!! I SWEAR TO THE GODS YOU ARE SO SELFISH!! GET AWAY OR I'M GOING TO CUT OFF YOUR HEAD!!" Frodo cowered in a Sunflower seed box, quivering and shaking...he looked at his watch...only 10 more minutes and it will be Aragorn's turn...he only prayed he'd live to see that time.
TBC!!! ^.~
Well? How was that one? A bit short, but, all of my chapters are short due to the fact that i have no one to help me come up with at least one idea...^^; anyway, please R/R!! I would appreciate it, especially to those who want me to write more. It always gives me a reason to stay up late :p
Rika has been bogged down with so much homework ;x it's not even funny...Ima tryin my hardest to get at least one fic up a day and that's going to be kinda hard, so, bear with me peeps/fans!! :D Encourage me!
Hee hee...
From the dimented mind~*
Luvness-
Rika