"Aaaaaaaah!" screamed Legolas and jumped up. "Who's been chewing on
my hair?"
Pippin jumped up. "I'm sorry!" he babbled. "I was asleep! I thought it was my blankie!"
The entire Fellowship fell silent. Pippin turned bright pink. "I mean… well, never mind... yeah. So what are we doing today?"
"Hunting orc. What else do we ever do?" said Gimli.
"Well, sometimes we hunt hobbits," muttered Legolas, stroking his hair.
Aragorn stood up. "Peace. We have far more dangerous enemies than each other."
"Oh, havo dad, Aragorn," said Boromir, also standing up. "Do we have to kiss and make up now?"
Aragorn tried to stroke his beard and look thoughtful, but since his beard was actually just unshaved stubble, he wound up merely pricking his finger. "Ouch! Well, actually, Boromir, my friend, that wouldn't be such a bad idea. Who do I get to kiss?"
Legolas stopped ensuring that his braids were intact for long enough to look interested. Gandalf raised his bushy eyebrows.
Aragorn cleared his throat. "I meant Arwen, you guys! My poor dead darling. Geez, can't you take a joke?"
"You want to kiss dead people?" asked Merry curiously.
Gimli released the handle on his axe. If necessary, he would have been prepared to fight for his friend Legolas. But not in that way, he assured himself. Legolas was just his friend. Like how Sam and Frodo were friends!
Pippin jumped up. "I'm sorry!" he babbled. "I was asleep! I thought it was my blankie!"
The entire Fellowship fell silent. Pippin turned bright pink. "I mean… well, never mind... yeah. So what are we doing today?"
"Hunting orc. What else do we ever do?" said Gimli.
"Well, sometimes we hunt hobbits," muttered Legolas, stroking his hair.
Aragorn stood up. "Peace. We have far more dangerous enemies than each other."
"Oh, havo dad, Aragorn," said Boromir, also standing up. "Do we have to kiss and make up now?"
Aragorn tried to stroke his beard and look thoughtful, but since his beard was actually just unshaved stubble, he wound up merely pricking his finger. "Ouch! Well, actually, Boromir, my friend, that wouldn't be such a bad idea. Who do I get to kiss?"
Legolas stopped ensuring that his braids were intact for long enough to look interested. Gandalf raised his bushy eyebrows.
Aragorn cleared his throat. "I meant Arwen, you guys! My poor dead darling. Geez, can't you take a joke?"
"You want to kiss dead people?" asked Merry curiously.
Gimli released the handle on his axe. If necessary, he would have been prepared to fight for his friend Legolas. But not in that way, he assured himself. Legolas was just his friend. Like how Sam and Frodo were friends!