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Fellowship Of The Fangirls
by TigerBabe aka Syndarys The Elf.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing, I am but a poor student, who lives off beans on toast. Suing me would be pointless... unless you want to deprive me of my beans on toast.
Authors Notes & Warnings: Shameless self insertion, along with some other people (e.g, my sister, Ivy). Rated PG for possible swearing, and rabid fangirls. Flame if you wish, but flames will just be used to cook my beans on toast. Also, it's *NOW* based on the book, due to the fact the Two Towers movie hasnt been released yet... but you already knew that.
Extra Notes: Forgive me if any of this doesnt fit with the book or whatever, I'm writing it without the bible... uhm, I mean, without my copy of Lord Of The Rings (note how I fitted in that bit of Tolkien Worship).
Now, believe it or not, I am actually starting to make *notes* for my fanfictions, oh yes. I am now going to tell you the tale... you may skip it if you wish.
The other day, as I watched an episode of Star Trek (yup, I'm a trekkie, so sue me... uhm, actually, dont!), I picked up a pen off the table. It was a black pen. And as I sat with the black pen in my hand, gently tapping it on my knee, I noticed a book on the table. It was my sisters Maths book. I picked up the maths book, and turned to the back of it. I then wrote:
"Kristina's LOTR Fanfics"
I then wrote: "Fellowship Of The Fangirls, by Kristina Bell, Chapter ???" for I wasnt sure which chapter I was on. I then started to write. I now have a summary, which looks like Syndarys's Diary, for the entire story through til just after the battle at Helms Deep... not bad, eh?
Once I get to Helms Deep, I'm gonna type up my notes, because my god, reading through them makes me laugh so much... I think you lot'll love them!
Thanks to Elawen for the horse names, "Arostel" and "Taurlim"!
Anyway, on with da fic!
---half way through the fic note: I'm actually sniggering as I'm writing this... must mean it's good, hm?---
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Chapter 23
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We reached the forest a short while before sundown. Aragorn, being his usual leadery self, took charge.
"Gimli, Nalin," he called out to get their attention. Unfortunately, he did so when they were trying to dismount, and caused them to fall the rest of the way to the ground off Arod and Arostel, much to mine and Legolas's amusement.
Aragorn covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too obviously, and Candra turned away to hide her sniggering.
"Gimli, Nalin," Aragorn began again, having regained his control over the laughter, and waiting until the Dwarves were on their feet. "You two search in that direction," he pointed off along the edge of the forest, "Legolas, Syndarys, you two search deeper in the forest, but dont go too far. Candra and I will go in the opposite direction from Gimli and Nalin. Meet back here at sundown."
And so off we went. We left the horses at the camp, each tied to a tree to prevent them from wandering off. Éomer would will us if we lost them.
Legolas and I walked in silence for a while, until the sun began to dip dangerously low in the sky, and we decided to head back. I knew I was supposed to be looking for the Hobbits, but I couldnt help being facinated by the trees in the forest.
"Mmm, 'tis beautiful," I whispered quietly as I examined every twist and turn of every branch in every tree.
"Yes, very, very beautiful," Legolas whispered back in a tone that screamed, 'and I am *soooooo* not talking about trees'.
Legolas reached up with his hand and gently placed it on my shoulder, turning me toward him. His hand then moved to my cheek, and he ran it down my jaw line. His hand was trembling slightly, as I looked up and smiled at him.
"You're shaking," I said as I took a step closer and gazed into his dep blue eyes, "are you nervous?" I reached up with my hand to brush a stray hair from his face. Actually, thats a lie. I reached up purely with the intention of touching his pale ivory skin, to see if it felt as smooth as it looked. And it did; soft as silk, and smooth as satin. He must moisturise.
Legolas leaned into my touch, and closed his eyes. It was almost feline the way he moved, but it was beautiful. No doubt about it.
He then opened his eyes, and looked straight into mine. A fire burned within them, and passion and lust flowed fourth from his aura. He moved toward me like a tiger stalking his prey. He tilted his head down to kiss me, lifting my chin with his hand to meet him half way.
Suddenly, two Dwarves burst through the bushes moaning about being ordered around by humans. They stopped as they noticed how close we were.
"I am soooooo sorry!" cried Nalin, "We'll be going..." she turned to leave, but Gimli stopped her.
"Wait, we've got a message to deliver," he said, his voice filled with embarrassment. "Aragorn and Candra sent us to get you - it's past sundown," he gestured toward the sky.
I glanced up; I hadnt noticed the sun disappear... was slightly distacted, you see.
"We'll be going now..." Nalin quickly grabbed Gimli's hand and dragged him back in the direction of camp.
Legolas growled quietly while glaring in the direction in which the Dwarves, "Stupid Dwarves," me mumbled as he took my hand in his and lead the way back to camp, "and annoying filthy humans.." he continued muttering and mumbling, which caused me to giggle. Which, in turn, made him turn and scowl at me.
I smiled at him innocently, "What? I'm only Elven..."[1] The look on his face was utterly cute. He was trying to look angry, and failing miserably, "Has anyone ever told you that you're cute when you're angry?" I asked in a sweet voice, before gently flicking his nose with my finger.
His scowl melted into a smile, and his eyes crinkled as he began to laugh.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a strange young Elf?" he asked with an arched eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"All the time," I replied without hesitating, as I turned and began to walk back. Legolas seemed to consider this for a second, before shrugging in acceptance and continuing walking beside me back to camp.[2]
When we reached the camp, the Dwarves were sitting on a log complaining about the trees.
"Forests are horrible," Gimli moaned. I rolled by eyes.
"Dwarves are boring," I said in the same tone he used. I walked over to where Candra and Aragorn were trying to light a fire. "Need a hand?" I asked.
"Sure," Candra moved out the way to allow me access to the fire, and I started to try my hand at lighting it. Luckily, Elves were quite skilled at doing this sort of thing, and it was lit in no time.
Legolas had taken a seat under a large drooping tree, and was checking his arrows to make sure they were all in one piece and what have you. After lighting the fire, I walked over to sit with him, and looked up at the tree.
"This tree is absolutely fantastic... makes me want to climb it," I said aloud for everyone to hear.
"You're crazy Elf," Gimli called across the clearing, "forests are horrible... I much prefered Moria."
"Including when we were running for our lives from Orcs and oh so adorable Balrogs?" I asked him.
"Better than trees," he mumbled.
"I dont know how you can stand caves... they're so dark and cold and lifeless..." I shuddered slightly, "Oh yes, now I remember why; you're Dwarves."
"And whats that supposed to mean?" Gimli asked in a mock offended voice.
"It means you're strange," I replied with a smirk and a shrug.
"And you're not strange?" Nalin jumped into the conversation.
Legolas looked at me with humor in his eyes, "Yup, we're strange... but Syndarys is the strangest."
I jumped to my feet, "Ooohh, fighting talk, hm?" I asked him with a grin on my face - play fights are so much fun; they're much better than actual fights... less chance of getting killed.
"Sure!" Legolas called out as he dove and grabbed me by the feet, knocking me to the ground. "Argh!" I yelped as he began tickling me.
"HHHEEEELLLPPPP!!!!" I cried out through the giggles and hysterical laughter. Unforunately, everyone else seem to be in fits of giggles, and thus unable to help.
After a few minutes of torture, Aragorn came over and broke it up, "Okay okay, thats enough you two..." he pulled Legolas off me, and allowed me to escape. Legolas pouted. I giggled at the look on his face; it was so sweet!
"We all need some rest, Gimli, Nalin, will you two take first watch?" The Dwarves nodded at him, "Okay then, but do not cut any firewood from the living trees; use only fallen branches, do not cut anything down for our benefit - let the fire die rather. Good night!" Aragorn said, before walking over to his cloak, which was laid out on the ground, and lying down on it to sleep. Candra did the same, right next to him.
Legolas walked over to the tree, and lay down against it. I followed suit, and lay down beside him, making myself comfortable as I snuggled up beside him - for the warmth, honestly. Legolas placed his arm over my shoulders, and slowly fell asleep.
Nalin cast a sweet smile in my direction, before turning back to the fire. I smiled, and swiftly fell asleep aswell.
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TBC...
[1] as in, "I'm only human!"
[2] I've been watching the Princess Bride way too much... basically, this is the what Inigo does just after Westley has asked him if he'd considered piracy. Y'know, the way he thinks, shrugs, and jumps out the window? Just like that... without the whole window bit. Yes, I'm strange.
Fellowship Of The Fangirls
by TigerBabe aka Syndarys The Elf.
******
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I am but a poor student, who lives off beans on toast. Suing me would be pointless... unless you want to deprive me of my beans on toast.
Authors Notes & Warnings: Shameless self insertion, along with some other people (e.g, my sister, Ivy). Rated PG for possible swearing, and rabid fangirls. Flame if you wish, but flames will just be used to cook my beans on toast. Also, it's *NOW* based on the book, due to the fact the Two Towers movie hasnt been released yet... but you already knew that.
Extra Notes: Forgive me if any of this doesnt fit with the book or whatever, I'm writing it without the bible... uhm, I mean, without my copy of Lord Of The Rings (note how I fitted in that bit of Tolkien Worship).
Now, believe it or not, I am actually starting to make *notes* for my fanfictions, oh yes. I am now going to tell you the tale... you may skip it if you wish.
The other day, as I watched an episode of Star Trek (yup, I'm a trekkie, so sue me... uhm, actually, dont!), I picked up a pen off the table. It was a black pen. And as I sat with the black pen in my hand, gently tapping it on my knee, I noticed a book on the table. It was my sisters Maths book. I picked up the maths book, and turned to the back of it. I then wrote:
"Kristina's LOTR Fanfics"
I then wrote: "Fellowship Of The Fangirls, by Kristina Bell, Chapter ???" for I wasnt sure which chapter I was on. I then started to write. I now have a summary, which looks like Syndarys's Diary, for the entire story through til just after the battle at Helms Deep... not bad, eh?
Once I get to Helms Deep, I'm gonna type up my notes, because my god, reading through them makes me laugh so much... I think you lot'll love them!
Thanks to Elawen for the horse names, "Arostel" and "Taurlim"!
Anyway, on with da fic!
---half way through the fic note: I'm actually sniggering as I'm writing this... must mean it's good, hm?---
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Chapter 23
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We reached the forest a short while before sundown. Aragorn, being his usual leadery self, took charge.
"Gimli, Nalin," he called out to get their attention. Unfortunately, he did so when they were trying to dismount, and caused them to fall the rest of the way to the ground off Arod and Arostel, much to mine and Legolas's amusement.
Aragorn covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too obviously, and Candra turned away to hide her sniggering.
"Gimli, Nalin," Aragorn began again, having regained his control over the laughter, and waiting until the Dwarves were on their feet. "You two search in that direction," he pointed off along the edge of the forest, "Legolas, Syndarys, you two search deeper in the forest, but dont go too far. Candra and I will go in the opposite direction from Gimli and Nalin. Meet back here at sundown."
And so off we went. We left the horses at the camp, each tied to a tree to prevent them from wandering off. Éomer would will us if we lost them.
Legolas and I walked in silence for a while, until the sun began to dip dangerously low in the sky, and we decided to head back. I knew I was supposed to be looking for the Hobbits, but I couldnt help being facinated by the trees in the forest.
"Mmm, 'tis beautiful," I whispered quietly as I examined every twist and turn of every branch in every tree.
"Yes, very, very beautiful," Legolas whispered back in a tone that screamed, 'and I am *soooooo* not talking about trees'.
Legolas reached up with his hand and gently placed it on my shoulder, turning me toward him. His hand then moved to my cheek, and he ran it down my jaw line. His hand was trembling slightly, as I looked up and smiled at him.
"You're shaking," I said as I took a step closer and gazed into his dep blue eyes, "are you nervous?" I reached up with my hand to brush a stray hair from his face. Actually, thats a lie. I reached up purely with the intention of touching his pale ivory skin, to see if it felt as smooth as it looked. And it did; soft as silk, and smooth as satin. He must moisturise.
Legolas leaned into my touch, and closed his eyes. It was almost feline the way he moved, but it was beautiful. No doubt about it.
He then opened his eyes, and looked straight into mine. A fire burned within them, and passion and lust flowed fourth from his aura. He moved toward me like a tiger stalking his prey. He tilted his head down to kiss me, lifting my chin with his hand to meet him half way.
Suddenly, two Dwarves burst through the bushes moaning about being ordered around by humans. They stopped as they noticed how close we were.
"I am soooooo sorry!" cried Nalin, "We'll be going..." she turned to leave, but Gimli stopped her.
"Wait, we've got a message to deliver," he said, his voice filled with embarrassment. "Aragorn and Candra sent us to get you - it's past sundown," he gestured toward the sky.
I glanced up; I hadnt noticed the sun disappear... was slightly distacted, you see.
"We'll be going now..." Nalin quickly grabbed Gimli's hand and dragged him back in the direction of camp.
Legolas growled quietly while glaring in the direction in which the Dwarves, "Stupid Dwarves," me mumbled as he took my hand in his and lead the way back to camp, "and annoying filthy humans.." he continued muttering and mumbling, which caused me to giggle. Which, in turn, made him turn and scowl at me.
I smiled at him innocently, "What? I'm only Elven..."[1] The look on his face was utterly cute. He was trying to look angry, and failing miserably, "Has anyone ever told you that you're cute when you're angry?" I asked in a sweet voice, before gently flicking his nose with my finger.
His scowl melted into a smile, and his eyes crinkled as he began to laugh.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a strange young Elf?" he asked with an arched eyebrow, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"All the time," I replied without hesitating, as I turned and began to walk back. Legolas seemed to consider this for a second, before shrugging in acceptance and continuing walking beside me back to camp.[2]
When we reached the camp, the Dwarves were sitting on a log complaining about the trees.
"Forests are horrible," Gimli moaned. I rolled by eyes.
"Dwarves are boring," I said in the same tone he used. I walked over to where Candra and Aragorn were trying to light a fire. "Need a hand?" I asked.
"Sure," Candra moved out the way to allow me access to the fire, and I started to try my hand at lighting it. Luckily, Elves were quite skilled at doing this sort of thing, and it was lit in no time.
Legolas had taken a seat under a large drooping tree, and was checking his arrows to make sure they were all in one piece and what have you. After lighting the fire, I walked over to sit with him, and looked up at the tree.
"This tree is absolutely fantastic... makes me want to climb it," I said aloud for everyone to hear.
"You're crazy Elf," Gimli called across the clearing, "forests are horrible... I much prefered Moria."
"Including when we were running for our lives from Orcs and oh so adorable Balrogs?" I asked him.
"Better than trees," he mumbled.
"I dont know how you can stand caves... they're so dark and cold and lifeless..." I shuddered slightly, "Oh yes, now I remember why; you're Dwarves."
"And whats that supposed to mean?" Gimli asked in a mock offended voice.
"It means you're strange," I replied with a smirk and a shrug.
"And you're not strange?" Nalin jumped into the conversation.
Legolas looked at me with humor in his eyes, "Yup, we're strange... but Syndarys is the strangest."
I jumped to my feet, "Ooohh, fighting talk, hm?" I asked him with a grin on my face - play fights are so much fun; they're much better than actual fights... less chance of getting killed.
"Sure!" Legolas called out as he dove and grabbed me by the feet, knocking me to the ground. "Argh!" I yelped as he began tickling me.
"HHHEEEELLLPPPP!!!!" I cried out through the giggles and hysterical laughter. Unforunately, everyone else seem to be in fits of giggles, and thus unable to help.
After a few minutes of torture, Aragorn came over and broke it up, "Okay okay, thats enough you two..." he pulled Legolas off me, and allowed me to escape. Legolas pouted. I giggled at the look on his face; it was so sweet!
"We all need some rest, Gimli, Nalin, will you two take first watch?" The Dwarves nodded at him, "Okay then, but do not cut any firewood from the living trees; use only fallen branches, do not cut anything down for our benefit - let the fire die rather. Good night!" Aragorn said, before walking over to his cloak, which was laid out on the ground, and lying down on it to sleep. Candra did the same, right next to him.
Legolas walked over to the tree, and lay down against it. I followed suit, and lay down beside him, making myself comfortable as I snuggled up beside him - for the warmth, honestly. Legolas placed his arm over my shoulders, and slowly fell asleep.
Nalin cast a sweet smile in my direction, before turning back to the fire. I smiled, and swiftly fell asleep aswell.
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TBC...
[1] as in, "I'm only human!"
[2] I've been watching the Princess Bride way too much... basically, this is the what Inigo does just after Westley has asked him if he'd considered piracy. Y'know, the way he thinks, shrugs, and jumps out the window? Just like that... without the whole window bit. Yes, I'm strange.
