1.1 CHAPTER 3
Legolas watched silently, a small grin on his lips, as the future king of Gondor walked to the side of the softly snoring dwarf. Aragorn bent as though to wake him, then thought better of it and straightened, heading toward the form of Gandalf.
The new dawn shown pink and gold through the canopy of the forest, giving soft light to the glade. And its essence of early innocence, and the beauty of the dew covered grass and flowers calmed the sore spirits of the four companions, though unaware they may be. Legolas breathed deeply the passing wind, carrying the scents of the forest and unknown lands, and sighed in peace. He watched as Aragorn made his way to Gandalf's seemingly sleeping form. When Gandalf's eyes opened quite suddenly, and Aragorn, who was leaning over him, jumped nearly five feet in the air, very startled. At this Legolas laughed. He laughed with his whole body, his smile wide and innocent, the sound of it floating lightly and beautifully toward the heavens. Gandalf laughed at this as well, but his laughter was not quite as musical, though wonderful in its own sense. It had been quite a while since anyone in the fellowship had any reason to laugh. And even this meager excuse was enough to lighten their spirits. Aragorn was still disgruntled, but a smile was spreading across his rugged face as well.
The sound of mirth and laughing was enough to wake Gimli, and he groggily sat up, quite lost as to why his three companions were laughing so. His bushy eyebrows knitted together in a frown, but it was only from his confusion.
"What is this nonsense? Legolas? Aragorn? Gandalf – have you all finally gone mad? I was afraid this would happen, especially to one such as an elf, who barely holds any sanity in the first place." Gimli said this with a serious face, but his eyes glinted with laughter, and it eventually broke into his features as he caught Legolas glaring in the same humorous manner towards him. He stood up and walked stiffly towards his elven friend. "Peace my friend, you know I meant nothing by it." Gimli flashed a mischievous grin towards Legolas, who cocked an eyebrow, "I'm sure all elves aren't as queer as you!" At this Gimli laughed gruffly and proceeded turn and run from the fuming Elf before him.
Legolas' eyes narrowed as Gimli began to run from him, knowing he would be hurt severely if he lingered. Legolas let an evil smile cross his features as he swiftly took off after the dwarf, threatening him along the way.
"Why you undersized fiend! You are an insult to the stature of all dwarves! When I say "stature" I mean in respect and size you bearded little orc! I'll hang you upside down from a tree and never let you down!" At this the grinning elf caught up with Gimli and, true to his word, he grabbed the back of his armor, halting him sharply in his tracks. And in one smooth flowing motion, proceeded to slip his arms under those of the dwarf and jumped straight up, Gimli in his arms yelling in surprise, to catch hold of a low branch. He swiftly deposited Gimli upon the branch, which was actually quite high in normal standards, and before Gimli could process what Legolas had done, the elf was once again safe on the ground. This all happened so fast Gimli was still in shock and the other two were merely gaping at the elf and stranded dwarf.
Legolas looked up calmly, admiring his handiwork. He turned to look at Aragorn and Gandalf noticing the amused grins upon their faces and he allowed himself another look at the panicking dwarf and he laughed again.
"You are quite heavy friend dwarf, perhaps you should shed that armor you are scarce without." Legolas' voice held laughter in it, though he contained it well.
But Gimli did not even attempt to remain calm; he was panicking and quite mad. "Get me down from here Elf! I swear I'll cleave that fair head off your shoulders if you don't get me out of this accursed tree!" Gimli yelled desperately toward his companion, but he seemed to be very serious in his threat at that. Legolas only shook his head and turned to look upon his trusted friend.
"Should I let him down just yet, Aragorn? Or does he need more time in the trees so that he knows to think again before insulting an elf? I personally believe he blends well with the boughs of a tree." He turned his head to glance again at the despairing dwarf, laughter in his glistening blue eyes. He turned again to meet the gray eyes of Aragorn who merely shook his head.
"You truly are a child at heart Legolas. You must learn to control your mischievous nature sometimes. But I must say, it does result in a good laugh." Aragorn looked up at Gimli, who had heard his last comment.
"Ha! A good laugh at whose expense, future king!" Gimli growled this, but it was clearly audible to the ears of the other three companions.
"I should say, Legolas, you are quite an amusing fellow. But I assume it is time we move on, so I must ask you to let our dear dwarf down from that branch." Legolas smiled at Gandalf, but proceeded to carry out his wishes.
The elf jogged towards the trunk of the tree in which Gimli sat, and smoothly climbed up its length, jumping from the green covered bark of the trunk to a low branch, and from there he jumped to the one in which Gimli resided. There the dwarf sat, arms folded across his chest, absolutely furious. But though he begrudged his elf companion at the moment, he let Legolas pick him up, and against loud protests, Legolas jumped from the high bough, dwarf in his arms.
Legolas landed smoothly and lightly on the forest floor, and Gimli though grateful, was already talking in anger towards him. Gimli was glad to be on the ground again, standing on his own two feet, rather that in a "foolish tree" of Legolas'. But Legolas was not listening. He swayed slightly on his feet, slender legs barely holding him up, his eyes crossing and uncrossing as dizziness and a throbbing ache hit his head. He tried to hide his sudden illness, and was partially successful for Aragorn had turned to speak about their road ahead with Gandalf. But Gimli noticed right away his friend's unease and the fact that he was leaning his weight against the worried dwarf. All words of anger and humorous banter had ceased and now only genuine concern showed in his eyes.
Legolas' own blue ones shone dimly into those of this friend, his mind slowly slipping into unconsciousness, and only in an effort of will, did he straighten, the light of the elves inside of him giving strength to his spirit. He looked down to his friend and smile, wordlessly giving solace to him. The he spoke softly.
"Do not worry so over my condition friend dwarf. I shall heal swiftly. Let us continue our quest and pursue of out hobbit friends and think nothing more of this." Legolas was almost pleading, or as close as it came for an elf, for Gimli to drop it. But the dwarf understood and said nothing, though his eyes looked skeptical.
Then, together, the Three Hunters and Gandalf the White, broke camp, and set out once again to continue their perilous journey.
A/N: YAY! Another finished chapter. Hoped you liked it. Thank you all for all my reviews, and please I wouldn't mind more. REVIEWS MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND AND ROUND! ROUND AND ROUND! ROUND AND… ahem. Excuse me. :P Should I stop it here or keep on going? (The fic I mean) :D
Legolas watched silently, a small grin on his lips, as the future king of Gondor walked to the side of the softly snoring dwarf. Aragorn bent as though to wake him, then thought better of it and straightened, heading toward the form of Gandalf.
The new dawn shown pink and gold through the canopy of the forest, giving soft light to the glade. And its essence of early innocence, and the beauty of the dew covered grass and flowers calmed the sore spirits of the four companions, though unaware they may be. Legolas breathed deeply the passing wind, carrying the scents of the forest and unknown lands, and sighed in peace. He watched as Aragorn made his way to Gandalf's seemingly sleeping form. When Gandalf's eyes opened quite suddenly, and Aragorn, who was leaning over him, jumped nearly five feet in the air, very startled. At this Legolas laughed. He laughed with his whole body, his smile wide and innocent, the sound of it floating lightly and beautifully toward the heavens. Gandalf laughed at this as well, but his laughter was not quite as musical, though wonderful in its own sense. It had been quite a while since anyone in the fellowship had any reason to laugh. And even this meager excuse was enough to lighten their spirits. Aragorn was still disgruntled, but a smile was spreading across his rugged face as well.
The sound of mirth and laughing was enough to wake Gimli, and he groggily sat up, quite lost as to why his three companions were laughing so. His bushy eyebrows knitted together in a frown, but it was only from his confusion.
"What is this nonsense? Legolas? Aragorn? Gandalf – have you all finally gone mad? I was afraid this would happen, especially to one such as an elf, who barely holds any sanity in the first place." Gimli said this with a serious face, but his eyes glinted with laughter, and it eventually broke into his features as he caught Legolas glaring in the same humorous manner towards him. He stood up and walked stiffly towards his elven friend. "Peace my friend, you know I meant nothing by it." Gimli flashed a mischievous grin towards Legolas, who cocked an eyebrow, "I'm sure all elves aren't as queer as you!" At this Gimli laughed gruffly and proceeded turn and run from the fuming Elf before him.
Legolas' eyes narrowed as Gimli began to run from him, knowing he would be hurt severely if he lingered. Legolas let an evil smile cross his features as he swiftly took off after the dwarf, threatening him along the way.
"Why you undersized fiend! You are an insult to the stature of all dwarves! When I say "stature" I mean in respect and size you bearded little orc! I'll hang you upside down from a tree and never let you down!" At this the grinning elf caught up with Gimli and, true to his word, he grabbed the back of his armor, halting him sharply in his tracks. And in one smooth flowing motion, proceeded to slip his arms under those of the dwarf and jumped straight up, Gimli in his arms yelling in surprise, to catch hold of a low branch. He swiftly deposited Gimli upon the branch, which was actually quite high in normal standards, and before Gimli could process what Legolas had done, the elf was once again safe on the ground. This all happened so fast Gimli was still in shock and the other two were merely gaping at the elf and stranded dwarf.
Legolas looked up calmly, admiring his handiwork. He turned to look at Aragorn and Gandalf noticing the amused grins upon their faces and he allowed himself another look at the panicking dwarf and he laughed again.
"You are quite heavy friend dwarf, perhaps you should shed that armor you are scarce without." Legolas' voice held laughter in it, though he contained it well.
But Gimli did not even attempt to remain calm; he was panicking and quite mad. "Get me down from here Elf! I swear I'll cleave that fair head off your shoulders if you don't get me out of this accursed tree!" Gimli yelled desperately toward his companion, but he seemed to be very serious in his threat at that. Legolas only shook his head and turned to look upon his trusted friend.
"Should I let him down just yet, Aragorn? Or does he need more time in the trees so that he knows to think again before insulting an elf? I personally believe he blends well with the boughs of a tree." He turned his head to glance again at the despairing dwarf, laughter in his glistening blue eyes. He turned again to meet the gray eyes of Aragorn who merely shook his head.
"You truly are a child at heart Legolas. You must learn to control your mischievous nature sometimes. But I must say, it does result in a good laugh." Aragorn looked up at Gimli, who had heard his last comment.
"Ha! A good laugh at whose expense, future king!" Gimli growled this, but it was clearly audible to the ears of the other three companions.
"I should say, Legolas, you are quite an amusing fellow. But I assume it is time we move on, so I must ask you to let our dear dwarf down from that branch." Legolas smiled at Gandalf, but proceeded to carry out his wishes.
The elf jogged towards the trunk of the tree in which Gimli sat, and smoothly climbed up its length, jumping from the green covered bark of the trunk to a low branch, and from there he jumped to the one in which Gimli resided. There the dwarf sat, arms folded across his chest, absolutely furious. But though he begrudged his elf companion at the moment, he let Legolas pick him up, and against loud protests, Legolas jumped from the high bough, dwarf in his arms.
Legolas landed smoothly and lightly on the forest floor, and Gimli though grateful, was already talking in anger towards him. Gimli was glad to be on the ground again, standing on his own two feet, rather that in a "foolish tree" of Legolas'. But Legolas was not listening. He swayed slightly on his feet, slender legs barely holding him up, his eyes crossing and uncrossing as dizziness and a throbbing ache hit his head. He tried to hide his sudden illness, and was partially successful for Aragorn had turned to speak about their road ahead with Gandalf. But Gimli noticed right away his friend's unease and the fact that he was leaning his weight against the worried dwarf. All words of anger and humorous banter had ceased and now only genuine concern showed in his eyes.
Legolas' own blue ones shone dimly into those of this friend, his mind slowly slipping into unconsciousness, and only in an effort of will, did he straighten, the light of the elves inside of him giving strength to his spirit. He looked down to his friend and smile, wordlessly giving solace to him. The he spoke softly.
"Do not worry so over my condition friend dwarf. I shall heal swiftly. Let us continue our quest and pursue of out hobbit friends and think nothing more of this." Legolas was almost pleading, or as close as it came for an elf, for Gimli to drop it. But the dwarf understood and said nothing, though his eyes looked skeptical.
Then, together, the Three Hunters and Gandalf the White, broke camp, and set out once again to continue their perilous journey.
A/N: YAY! Another finished chapter. Hoped you liked it. Thank you all for all my reviews, and please I wouldn't mind more. REVIEWS MAKE THE WORLD GO ROUND AND ROUND! ROUND AND ROUND! ROUND AND… ahem. Excuse me. :P Should I stop it here or keep on going? (The fic I mean) :D