Hey guys! This is gonna be a kind long chapter! I was stuck at my grandmas
house for a LONG TIME! So! Hehe! ^_^
The three quickly got under the trees and began searching for firewood. Morgan and Flicker went off by them selves, while Legolas and Aragorn went with each other.
"I don't like the look of this storm." Morgan said as she added another stick to her pile. The horse neighed his agreement. The trees rocked back and forth as the wind blew. Soon she walked back and set the wood down. She took her cloak off and shook it dry. Her hair was soaked, so she began to pull it up.
"I like it better down." A voice said behind her. She wheeled around and saw Legolas coming of the trees with some wood.
"Well you try running around with long wet hair." She said but realized he had long hair. She laughed and continued to pull it in a high ponytail. Aragorn followed behind him. He got a good fire going and soon they had dinner ready too. Morgan was extremely hungry and ate every bit of her food.
"There is a stream yonder. Go and wash the pans and pots." Aragorn said handing her their plates, and stacked the many pots on top. She rolled her eyes, and hobbled through the woods.
" Everywhere I go, even in another world, I still gotta do dishes." She said mumbling. She found the stream and dropped the pans with a loud crash. She knelt down and began scrubbing. Suddenly thunder clapped and lightning flashed. She looked up quickly and lost her balance and fell into the stream. Luckily it wasn't deep, so she hopped up quickly and finished her job. Lightning glared against the ominous black clouds. She ran quickly to camp. Pots and pans clanging as she went. A cold icy wind blew violently. Which made Morgan more numb. She slowed down, to not look obvious that she was scared of storms. She came through the trees.
"My that was quick." Legolas said looking up.
"Scared of storms?" Aragorn asked mischievously.
"No!" she said dropping the pans and pots down trying to seem tough. Then a large flash of lightning gleamed, and thunder boomed. Morgan yelped and ran over and sat between the two. The two warriors laughed.
"Ok well maybe a little." She piped. Scooting closer to Legolas.
"OH my gosh your soaked." He asked touching her shoulder.
"I uh, had a misunderstanding with the pans." She said smiling.
"you should change clothes." He said letting go of her.
"That is exactly what you want me to do! I am not going off by myself in this storm." She said.
"You'll catch a death in this cold. Go now!" Aragorn said pointing into the woods. Morgan grumbled and grabbed a set of clothing and stomped off. The trees seemed to be groaning. Morgan looked side to side, as she put her clothes on quickly. The rain came peeping in every now and then. When she was dressed, she ran quickly back. Thunder clapped again and she skidded to stop and sat back down next to Legolas.
"Better! Now I am going to bed. Have a good night." Aragorn said lying down in his sleeping bag.
"Good night." The two elves said in unison. They laughed. Thunder began to get louder. Morgan scooted closer to Legolas, until their shoulders touched.
"Why do you fear storms?" he asked feeling her shiver.
"I am afraid of loud sound, and being struck by lightning. These ears aren't any help with the loud sounds." She said rubbing her pointed ears. Legolas laughed. Soon the fire died down.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Legolas said crawling into his sleeping bag. Morgan felt protection leave her. He sighed. Morgan did the same. She laid down for what seemed like eternity, trying not to be scared of the constant flashes of lightning. Then a loud crash sounded across the trees. She bolted up clutching her bag. Legolas sat up and saw her fright. He smiled,
"Would you like to lie next to me?" he asked groggily. Without questioning she pulled her bag next to him. The two tried to go back to sleep, but the storm raged on. Morgan moved close enough to where they touched. She felt sheltered there. Soon something wrapped around her squeezing her. She turned and saw it was Legolas arm. She smiled and drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning Aragorn was the first to wake up. He yawned and sat up. He saw the two elves and laughed. He stood over them smiling. He looked around and saw the storm had lifted but would be another rainy day.
"Good morning." He said loudly. The two sat up and looked at the ranger and they looked at themselves and quickly backed away from each other.
"Am I interrupting?' he asked smirking. Legolas blushed, as Morgan stood up and quickly began packing. Aragorn laughed. The morning was spent in quiet, except the pitter-patter of the rain. They threw their cloaks on and put bags on the horses, and they were off again.
The three quickly got under the trees and began searching for firewood. Morgan and Flicker went off by them selves, while Legolas and Aragorn went with each other.
"I don't like the look of this storm." Morgan said as she added another stick to her pile. The horse neighed his agreement. The trees rocked back and forth as the wind blew. Soon she walked back and set the wood down. She took her cloak off and shook it dry. Her hair was soaked, so she began to pull it up.
"I like it better down." A voice said behind her. She wheeled around and saw Legolas coming of the trees with some wood.
"Well you try running around with long wet hair." She said but realized he had long hair. She laughed and continued to pull it in a high ponytail. Aragorn followed behind him. He got a good fire going and soon they had dinner ready too. Morgan was extremely hungry and ate every bit of her food.
"There is a stream yonder. Go and wash the pans and pots." Aragorn said handing her their plates, and stacked the many pots on top. She rolled her eyes, and hobbled through the woods.
" Everywhere I go, even in another world, I still gotta do dishes." She said mumbling. She found the stream and dropped the pans with a loud crash. She knelt down and began scrubbing. Suddenly thunder clapped and lightning flashed. She looked up quickly and lost her balance and fell into the stream. Luckily it wasn't deep, so she hopped up quickly and finished her job. Lightning glared against the ominous black clouds. She ran quickly to camp. Pots and pans clanging as she went. A cold icy wind blew violently. Which made Morgan more numb. She slowed down, to not look obvious that she was scared of storms. She came through the trees.
"My that was quick." Legolas said looking up.
"Scared of storms?" Aragorn asked mischievously.
"No!" she said dropping the pans and pots down trying to seem tough. Then a large flash of lightning gleamed, and thunder boomed. Morgan yelped and ran over and sat between the two. The two warriors laughed.
"Ok well maybe a little." She piped. Scooting closer to Legolas.
"OH my gosh your soaked." He asked touching her shoulder.
"I uh, had a misunderstanding with the pans." She said smiling.
"you should change clothes." He said letting go of her.
"That is exactly what you want me to do! I am not going off by myself in this storm." She said.
"You'll catch a death in this cold. Go now!" Aragorn said pointing into the woods. Morgan grumbled and grabbed a set of clothing and stomped off. The trees seemed to be groaning. Morgan looked side to side, as she put her clothes on quickly. The rain came peeping in every now and then. When she was dressed, she ran quickly back. Thunder clapped again and she skidded to stop and sat back down next to Legolas.
"Better! Now I am going to bed. Have a good night." Aragorn said lying down in his sleeping bag.
"Good night." The two elves said in unison. They laughed. Thunder began to get louder. Morgan scooted closer to Legolas, until their shoulders touched.
"Why do you fear storms?" he asked feeling her shiver.
"I am afraid of loud sound, and being struck by lightning. These ears aren't any help with the loud sounds." She said rubbing her pointed ears. Legolas laughed. Soon the fire died down.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Legolas said crawling into his sleeping bag. Morgan felt protection leave her. He sighed. Morgan did the same. She laid down for what seemed like eternity, trying not to be scared of the constant flashes of lightning. Then a loud crash sounded across the trees. She bolted up clutching her bag. Legolas sat up and saw her fright. He smiled,
"Would you like to lie next to me?" he asked groggily. Without questioning she pulled her bag next to him. The two tried to go back to sleep, but the storm raged on. Morgan moved close enough to where they touched. She felt sheltered there. Soon something wrapped around her squeezing her. She turned and saw it was Legolas arm. She smiled and drifted into a deep sleep.
The next morning Aragorn was the first to wake up. He yawned and sat up. He saw the two elves and laughed. He stood over them smiling. He looked around and saw the storm had lifted but would be another rainy day.
"Good morning." He said loudly. The two sat up and looked at the ranger and they looked at themselves and quickly backed away from each other.
"Am I interrupting?' he asked smirking. Legolas blushed, as Morgan stood up and quickly began packing. Aragorn laughed. The morning was spent in quiet, except the pitter-patter of the rain. They threw their cloaks on and put bags on the horses, and they were off again.