Author's note:
Hey guys, I went back and looked at this chapter, and decided to fiddle. As you do. Fiddling is fun. The revamp is still going on, second chapter, got god knows how many to finish by the end of Labour Weekend on top of major cramming because my exams are next Tuesday. Yes, I've been studying, but I'm afraid I haven't retained a helluva lot. Ugh! So I'm going to have to cram like crazy.
DISLCAIMER: Man I wish I owned Legolas. Sadly I don't, nor do I own any other LOTR character or Quicksilver, the surf brand. But I do own Alice and her family
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Chapter 2
Legolas had had a rather strange two weeks at this house run by humans. He had experienced strange things, such as things that sent instantaneous messages, boxes that played pictures, music that also came from boxes, strange machines that allowed you to talk to anyone in the world as long as you knew a simple code, and balls that provided light provided you pushed a certain button. Although the tongue of men was still spoken, it was spoken in a different context and written with unusual characters.
The people also wore strange clothes as he had viewed. Young men wore baggy, blue pants that displayed their undergarments, long, baggy shirts and lots of chains and jewellery. Most men's hair was cut short. Women wore skirts that were short or pants and blouses with short or long sleeves. Some even chose to have their hair short and in unusual styles.
Also all children were educated in places called schools, which he had heard Alice and Shari complain about going to on a daily basis.
He had also discovered Alice was obsessed with music and could play several different instruments as well as sing relatively well, when she didn't sing too high. He sat in wonder when Alice played beautiful music from what a rather long silver stick with small buttons and holes, which she called a flute.
Legolas quite liked Alice. She was very different to the females of his kin, who tried to be modest, meek and all innocent. Alice was modest only when she felt the need. Meek and all innocent she was not. In fact she was the opposite. A mischievous light seemed to always dance in her eyes. At present he was watching her giggle relentlessly with a girl who he assumed to be one of her friends. He also suspected they were under the influence of a substance called chocolate, as he had discovered, in large amounts it did lethal things to females. Alice had claimed it to be the solution to all emotional problems while he silently disagreed. Legolas found it rather irritating only to be able to speak in the language of felines and that he was still in the form of a cat. Presently he was sitting on the chair next to Alice watching the box of moving pictures, wondering how he could change himself back. Gandalf said it would happen when need be.
"Alice," said one female. "I love your hair! It's so soft! I wish mine was like that." Alice smiled.
"Thanks," Alice muttered putting it behind her ears. Legolas looked up from his small ball on the couch. Alice's friend was right. Her hair was lovely. It shone in the light of the lamp that was right next to him. But suddenly he noticed something. Alice's pointed ears. Humans didn't have pointed ears unless of course she was... no that was impossible. She couldn't be an elf. But then again those ears! They looked so much like Elven ears. She had to be an elf. Could this be Elrohir's daughter? He pondered for a second his head down. Wind whistled eerily outside and suddenly something within him changed. He felt as if he was getting... taller. Yes that was it. Taller... and more Elvish. It was then that he noticed the whole room was staring at him.
Alice's eyes nearly flew out of her head. Suddenly, her cute little kitten had turned into a guy. And not just any guy. A really, really, REALLY hot guy, with pointed ears like herself. She just couldn't help it. Her mouth flew open. The whole room silenced. She tried to think of something to say. She tried to muster up all those smart lines she'd been trying over the last few years. None came. She was, for once in her life, struck speechless. That was until Gina shrieked:
"W-who are you?" Alice stammered.
"I am Legolas Greenleaf son of Thranduil, Prince of Mirkwood lady," He replied calmly.
"Ok, ok, pause. Rewind. Freeze," Gina blurted out, as surprised as her friend, her eyes gaining a glassy, stunned stare. Alice shared the same glance.
"Way too much information," Alice added in a quiet voice, being the typical dizzy blonde she was at times. (A/N no offence to blondes. The author who is penning this is blonde) "Um.. H-how did you get here?"
"That's what I'd like to know," Gina said loudly, pointing the question at Alice.
"My colleagues from Rivendell sent me on a mission lady," was the calm voiced reply to Gina's previous question.
"And they are?" Alice asked, revelling in a bout of calm.
"Elves, Lady," Legolas replied.
Gina face faulted. "Oh god, you don't mean the little guys who run around in green that assist Santa do you?"
"Elves are hardly small in stature Lady," Legolas remarked.
"Uh huh," Said Alice. "We can see." Gina snorted, then giggled, then burst into laughter until tears streamed down her cheeks. Gina inhaled a deep breath.
"I'm sorry," she gasped.
"Excuse us for like a minute," Alice mumbled. "Maybe ten, actually." She pulled her best friends by the arms upstairs to her room. Alice made the mistake of looking at Gina's face and they both became laughing idiots. They laughed until their sides hurt and both girls had to flop down on to Alice's blue quilt.
"Oh man," Gina exclaimed. "An elf huh?"
"I know," Alice said, still breathing hard. "An Elven prince is in my living room. An Elven PRINCE is in my LIVING ROOM. If this is a dream I seriously doubt my sanity." She banged her head against the nearest wall. It hurt. "Ok, I'm not dreaming."
Gina grinned wickedly. "He just happens to be a hot Elven prince too."
"I knew you were going to say that," Alice muttered. "I just KNEW it."
"You know you could always dump Greg," Gina assured her.
"I know what you're thinking," Alice said evenly. "I'm not breaking up Greg just because some hot elf prince appears in my living room."
"Hmm... Can I have him then?" Gina wanted to know.
Alice snorted. "No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes!!"
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So how was that? Good I hope... Review if you wish, I will be very happy if you do. Did you like how I changed it? *Grins* Anyway chapter 3 is on it's way, nicely revamped... What will happen? Will Gina decide to go off with Legolas? And what is Alice going to tell Greg about an elf in her house? Stay tuned.
