Authors notes: Alrighty I'm BACK!!!!!!!! Mwuahahahaha, *cackles evilly* I want to Thank you all who Reviewed!!! (Yes, I will probably be doing this in every or every other chapter. Get used to it. If someone was nice enough to comment on this little ficcy then I want to be nice enough to at least thank them ok?)
1. Lady Diablo : I am very glad you thought this story funny so far. I was worried about that, it being funny I mean. ^_^ And I hope you find this chapter equally enjoyable. And don't worry, Galfin won't be stealing Legolas anytime soon, he may ruffle him up a bit but nothing traumatizing. *Grins evilly* OH and THANK YOU much for thinking my little Galfy boy to be cute. I think he knows exactly what he's doing to his victims in a good child-like innocent way of course ^_^
2. Gaberiel Yaslana : I am VERY glad you came back and STILL enjoy my story! And I am glad it seems original I tried very hard to make this my own ^_^ Oh, about the slash, how about a triangle? I think that's kinda where its been headin' so far. Hehe ^_^
3. Ms.C ([1]isfuk@hotmail.com) : Thanks bunches for the comments. I love the idea's and Of course, I am going to torment the tall one's some more!!! I HAVE to, their begging me to I swear!!! Heh, please enjoy this next, torment filled (some self inflicted *wink wink*) Chapter!
4. Kelly ([2]SPIRITWOMAN@skybest.com) : Hey, I hadn't though of that! *Giggles* nice thought though, but who'd be Dorothy? *Gets an picture of Legolas running around in a little dress with bright red high heels on calling "Toto" in head and falls over laughing* I am glad you still enjoy it and thanks for coming back! Hope this one doesn't disappoint you!
5. Mythlover : Hey, thanks for coming back! And I think this story is going towards a triangle, so um yeah, there you go! Hehe, hope you enjoy this one too and come back for more after words. Though this one's REALLY weird. *sweatdrops*
6. AJ Matthews : Phew! I am thankful you thought this story is interesting instead of weird with no plot! *sweatdrops* I swear though that if it seems that way, with in um *ducks head* the next hopefully chapter or two there will be MORE of a BETTER plot. ^_~ Anywho, enjoy!
Ok now that that is done and over with On to the Story!! Oh wait, ^_^ Just one word of CAUTION. THIS CHAPTER TO ME SEEMS SERIOUSLY OUT OF CHARACTER!! Slap me if it is I am sorry I just couldn't help myself. *ducks and runs away quickly* Also, PLEASE if someone would be so kind as to be my Beta(?) reader I would be ever thankful! Ok, now that I'm done talking like a Fool, ON with the *sweatdrops* story!!
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Chapter 3 : "Of Pillow Fights and Unease Amongst Men" (a.k.a. The interesting uses of a pillow.)
The morning rose to find the contented members of the fellowship nestled merrily in their beds of silk, dreaming gentle white dreams none had experienced since the council of Elrond. Soft sunlight slithered into the rooms under the tall drawn curtains adorning the windows, a sweet wafting breeze blowing in to stir the vale and the sleeping men.
Legolas' deep chocolate eyes fluttered open with a warm yawn and a peaceful smile, his long slender limbs gently stretching away sleep; all weariness form the previous day momentarily forgotten. The graceful elf swiftly rubbed the last bit of slumber from his smiling eyes and swept poised hands through his long unbound hair then gently turned onto his side and curled up under the warm blankets again, surveying his still slumbering companions.
Another elegant smile bloomed on his petal soft lips as he looked them over, each sprawled in their own manner. It was nice to just lay their and take in everything he could about them without the worry of creeping Orc's just outside the glad or spying demons of Saruman around every bend in the path. The elf's smile widened and he looked the two over carefully.
Aragorn lay perfect in sleep. His delicious body flat and upright upon the bed, his hair slightly mussed from a long night of dreaming but still mostly organized; at least as organized as his wild hair normally is. He had one arm tucked under the blankets and the other on top, resting gently upon his slowly rising and falling lean chest, an `at peace' look upon his exotic features.
On Aragorn's opposite side slept the brash yet stunning Boromir, strong but loyal. He was a bit more `free' in his slumber, laying curled up on one side; the covers pulled up to his chin happily as his warm breath rustled his bright locks around his face. He slept with a wide smile upon his lips, joyful yet sly all in one.
Legolas didn't even want to guess what for though. Perhaps he was just content with his bed, then again perhaps not. Legolas blushed as errand thoughts jumped into his head.
Quickly, he batted away the almost disturbing images of his friends and sat up, full and well awake now. With a small sigh, he gently stood and stretched again, his white lace up shirt slipping elegantly off one shoulder. The prince's face lit up again with a wide yawn as he walked soundlessly to the small washroom, contemplating the strange images as he failed in pushing them from his mind.
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Frodo turned gently in his sleep, nuzzling deeper into the covers a gentle lock of curly hair tickling his little nose. He sniffled then sneezed as the lock brushed against his nose again, his eyes blinking open to view the back of Sam's sandy blond topped head. With a small sound of protest, he pushed the hair away and curled up tighter trying in vain to return to his disturbed slumber and beckoning dreams.
Suddenly a deep scream peeled through the room followed by one then two muffled thuds. All the rooms occupants shot to wakefulness, hands instinctively flying to where their weapons should be. Large eyes looked around the room frantically, noting nothing out of the ordinary save for the perceivable slowness of their dwarf companion. "What was that?" Pippin squeaked, looking with wide eyes to Merry. The other Hobbits shrugged and slowly moved from the large bed.
Soft laughter soon wafted into the room from the adjacent chambers, followed by grumbling curses and high-pitched boyish giggling. Frodo and Sam smiled as they guessed what was the problem and quickly moved to the door, followed by the rest of the hobbit company.
The sight, however, that met them as they entered their companions' room caused them all to laugh with wide eyes.
Boromir lay belly down on the ground rubbing his nose and grumbling as he glared up at his now occupied bed. Galfin looked down at him from under the man's covers blinking in innocent surprise at his reaction, a small weary smile lightening his features. Legolas sat on the edge of his own bed shoulders shaking covering his mouth as he laughed his eyes glittering with humor. And lastly Aragorn was sitting on the floor where he had fallen when the other man's scream had awaken him suddenly and he had tried to stand in haste succeeding only in getting tangled in his covers; chuckling at the boy in Boromir's bed as well.
Pippin walked in slightly confused. "What happened? Why are you two on the floor.?" He asked innocently, his eyebrows knitting up in puzzlement. Boromir, who was still grumbling turned to the little hobbits and sat up still rubbing his wounded nose. Aragorn soon got his laughing under control as he noticed no one was going to answer the little half-lings' question. "Boromir fell out of his bed screaming when he noticed he had `company'." He replied softly, glancing over the other mans reddened face then behind himself at the still laughing elf.
The son of Gondor grumbled and stood up slowly, still glaring death at the others while avoiding Galfin's steady gaze. "That little!-" "Boromir!" Aragorn interrupted him, shaking his head as the insult died on the light haired mans lips. "'Galfin'-," Boromir stressed the name just a little too much. "Snuck into my bed uninvited and startled me." He informed, brushing the wrinkles from his rumpled nightclothes.
At this the rooms occupants started to laugh again, causing both the boy and Boromir to blush harder. "Well, I were lonely!" Galfin wined, sitting up and turned to the look at Boromir again as the human walked away. "Besides, elf boy already were up. `Tis no fun sleeping in an empty bed." He commented with a shrug talking as if it was natural for him to be there nestled comfortable in the humans' futon.
With that comment, however, Legolas choked on his laughter and stared to cough, wide-eyed as a gentle blush crept upon his own cheeks.
The rest of the Fellowship burst out laughing harder at the two's expense, their eyes glittering and joyful.
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Not long after, the dispute was settled and everyone was shoed albeit protesting out of the room so the ruffled members of the group could get dressed and ready for the day in relative peace. Boromir's face was still flushed and his appearance rumpled as he exited the washroom, closing the door harshly behind him. Shaking his head, he set into making his chaos riddled bed.
"I really hope the rest of the town is not like that. I shant think we shall survive long if they are." He muttered, starring long at the spot Galfin had been curled up laughing upon, then shook his head with a small quirking of his lips. Legolas nodded still smiling but did not comment, finishing making his own bed and sat down softly upon it; not even denting the newly pressed sheets.
"Nay, if they are I believe only you and Legolas shall `not survive'. The rest of us so far have escaped Master Galfin's interest." Aragorn chuckled, pulling on his over vest and laced it up with nimble fingers. "Nay Aragorn." Legolas replied then, looking towards the dark haired man, mischief glinting in his eyes. "Galfin seemed quite interested last night. How many advances did he make on you? Five or six, I do not remember." The elf laughed, catching the pillow thrown at him easily.
"Shut up you! At least my backside has yet to be tarnished!!" Aragorn shot back with his own laugh, ducking his pillow as it came sailing back at him and instead accidentally smacked Boromir in the back of the head. The light haired man grunted as he was hit by the pillow then sent it flying back at the Elf, succeeding in hitting him in the face in his distraction.
He then turned to Aragorn with a smirk while winking at the again laughing elf. "Oh yeah!?" Boromir exclaimed climbing over the man's bed quickly and grabbed the Rangers behind, squeezing firmly before righting himself again with a chuckle.
Aragorn jumped at the contact with a startled gasp, falling forward in his haste to get away and accidentally landed on top of Legolas, pinning him to the elf's bed. `As big as this room is, these beds are WAY too close.' The prince blinked up at the Ranger, his breath caught in his throat as he stiffened. "Um?" He muttered, gently pushing Aragorn back as the man sat. The Ranger hid a blush and moved away mumbling his apologies.
Legolas scrubbed the hair at the back of his neck and resumed his sitting position. "You-should have seen your face Aragorn. Positively priceless." He laughed nervously, trying to lift the unease that settled over him as what they had been doing and what had happened dawned on him. He blushed.
Aragorn turned away with a snort. "You should talk. Your own face was quite comical yesterday when Galfin assaulted you." The Ranger shot back, plopping down on his own bed and glanced between his two companions. Unable to think up a come back, the elf turn to Boromir and opened his delicate mouth to comment on `his' misfortunes. "Don't even think about It Elf!" The man warned chucking another pillow Legolas' way.
A disappointed look settled on the Elf Princes face and he hugged the said pillow in his lap, looking down. Aragorn and Boromir looked at one another and laughed while picking up the remaining pillows and assaulted the unaware blond. Legolas made a small sound and ducked swiftly from the onslaught of flying objects.(1)
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Soon, everyone, save Gimli, was again down stairs settled around the dining table conversing over a fresh breakfast of biscuits and strange yet delectable fruits. The ensemble had easily grown to love this cities food in the past few meals they had enjoyed, but none more so than the young Hobbits who eagerly swallowed anything that was served to them with thankful smiles and bell like laughter.
"Thank you again Mr. Galfin for the rooms and this great food!" Merry squeaked around a mouthful of something that resembled peaches and yet was oddly tangy like citrus. Pippin nodded vigorously as he stole what he assumed was an apple from his friends plate and proceeded to gobble it down against Merry's protest. The rest of the group, although some hesitantly, nodded as well, smiling their silent thanks.
Galfin giggled and plopped down between his two favored victims and grinned happily at the little ones, pouring another goblet of cream. "Oh be a pleasure little one! Have I greatly enjoyed your company thus far. Much more I hope to gain form it as well!" He chirped, patting Legolas and Boromir on the shoulder and winked knowingly at them. Boromir shied away from the touch with a nervous smile while picking up another fruit and offered it to the boy hoping to deter his attention.
Galfin made a surprised squeal of delight and took the purple fruit then grappled the man in a large overfriendly hug before proceeding to eat the sweet treat. "Be my favorite! Thank you much!" he replied leaning against the man's stiff shoulder as he finished the fruit, licking the remaining juice from his fingers quickly.
Boromir grumbled to himself at his failed attempt, leaning an elbow on the table and his head against his hand. `Great! Of all the fruit here I HAD to pick his FAVORTIE!' he cursed himself mentally, picking at the food upon his plate without interest.
A large bang caught the groups attention and all eyes turned to the large double doors at the far end of the room. Gimli looked up and glared as he stumbled in and plopped down at the end of the table, rubbing wearily at his temples. "What?!" He exclaimed as the others continued to watch him wide eyed and blinking.
"Sleep well?" Boromir asked, looking over his rough appearance. The Dwarf growled and leaned forward onto the edge of the table. He ignored the question as well as everything around him as he gently nursed his pounding head. Quickly, his hand reached out and he grabbed the first goblet of wine he could find and downed the whole thing in one long gulp. The group blinked and shook their collective heads at their companion then went back to what ever it was they had been doing, or in the hobbits case, eating.
Galfin giggled lightly to himself at the Dwarf then turned to Aragorn and Legolas. "Here!" He said to the prince picking up a piece of dark red fruit and held it Legolas' closed lips. "Try this, Lovely one! Tis' one of the cities favorites." The boy informed happily, holding his hand unmoving in front of the Elves mouth waiting until he opened it. Gently Legolas tried to reach up and take the fruit but Galfin would have none of it insisting on feeding it to him himself.
`Oh heavens! Can this get anymore degrading?' the blond thought finally opening his mouth and took in the piece of fruit, fighting back a hot blush.
The tan haired boy nodded with a smile and patted Legolas' cheek then turned and curled back up against Boromir. The elf quickly downed the tender morsel and ducked his head from all the laughing eyes starring at him still fighting hard to suppress the blush. It was indeed delicious, but not worth the trouble it cost him.
Aragorn tapped his shoulder lightly drawing his attention.
The Ranger then grinned triumphantly at his Elf companion and leaned in towards him. "See, I told you it was just Boromir and yourself." He whispered before moving quickly away. Legolas glared at him and without thinking grabbed a biscuit then tossed it at his head swiftly and accurately. Aragorn laughed at his friends discomfort and caught the little thing then slowly started to eat it, locking his eyes on the elf's face, who watched nervously every... single... bite....
"Come now friends of I!" Galfin's exited words startled the Elf and dark haired king of men who both turned quickly to look at the now standing, yet still holding tightly to Boromir, boy, a broad smile, which always seemed to be there, again upon his cherub face. "Finish up your meal quickly! I would like much to show you all around fair city of I! We have MUCH too see here!" He exclaimed happily, moving hurriedly to the bustling men at the door and asked them to prepare new `proper' clothes for their outing.
The men nodded with wide too happy smiles and hurried on their way, quickly looking over each person to guess their sizes and colors. Each, however stopping in awe at the different species gathered there.
A Dwarf.... Hobbits... and... an elf! Amazing!!
Galfin laughed at his employees reactions, especially those towards Legolas who was attacked by dozens of touching and exploring hands, then shoed his friends on their way. "As I said lovely Master," the boy turned to Legolas who was wide eyed and rumpled. "Do not we ever see elves here." He giggled again the hugged Legolas tight, hopping to make amends, which instead, only seemed to cause him more unease.
"Come then! Shall we have you dressed and be out amongst the sun within the hour!" the boy bounced happily around, moving quickly from one to the other in an over excited manner that only he possessed.
"Here!" He exclaimed, stopping behind Aragorn and picked up another piece of fruit. Catching the man in mid sentence, he nimbly popped the morsel into the Rangers open mouth and kissed the top of his head gently before flitting away. Aragorn nearly choked on the sweet food, watching with surprised eyes as the child moved away to hug little Frodo from behind and rest his head upon his shoulder as they talked.
The Ranger fought back a fierce blush of his own and turned to Legolas as he heard muffled laughter. The wood-elf opened his mouth to comment and Aragorn quickly leaned forward and covered it. "Do not even think about." He warned, watching the pretty blonds glittering eyes. Boromir leaned forward with a smirk and looked at the two. "He told you so." He laughed, draping an arm over Legolas' shoulder and smiled broadly as Aragorn glowered at him in return.
The Ranger released the elves mouth who quickly resumed his laughing while unconsciously leaning against Boromir's arm. "`Tis only fair Aragorn." Legolas replied, picking up his goblet and took a gentle sip of the rich cream inside. "After all," he set the goblet down and laughed again at the man. "You are the leader."
Again, something soft and white went flying towards the elves head, who, ducked it without problem and muffled a laugh as it struck the son of Gondor behind him. "What is it with you and throwing things at me Aragorn?" the prince asked, leaning forward on crossed arms. "Perhaps he's hitting on you Legolas." Boromir chimed in examining the biscuit that had moments before struck him. Legolas quickly leaned over and pushed the little muffin into the man's mouth with a smirk then stood and started to walk to the door content.
Aragorn laughed hard at Boromir then choked as the man did the same to him, blinking silently at the small bits of bread falling from his mouth. `There must be something seriously wrong with this place. We are acting like children! Yet, I must admit though, I haven't felt this good in quite sometime!' The King of men thought to himself as he chewed the biscuit quickly with a faint smile.
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TBC!
1. Okay, I do not know if you can really see this happening, but I thought it was funny and I couldn't help myself please forgive me! *ducks flying pillows and runs away*
This story seems to be getting longer and longer and WEIRDER and WEIRDER every time I write a new chapter! They were already supposed to be out about in the city and met the `Judge' by now! Ugh! Well, that's what I get for having fun I guess. ^_^ I hope you all don't mind reading a couple extra chapters then I had originally planned. (But then again, I have absolutely NO idea, other than the whole judge thing about where this story is going.) At the moment it looks like a love rectangle(?) between Legolas, Aragorn, Boromir and Galfin. Emm, but Galfin's not going to end up with any of them so don't worry. *scratches head* At least I do not think so... Um anyway, I hope you enjoyed this er chapter as strange and as OOC as it may be! (I'm thinking all the pranks pulled were out of Love. Don't you? ^_^)
Please R/R if you did! Sankyou much!
TTFN!
References
1. mailto:isfuk@hotmail.com
2. mailto:SPIRITWOMAN@skybest.com
1. Lady Diablo : I am very glad you thought this story funny so far. I was worried about that, it being funny I mean. ^_^ And I hope you find this chapter equally enjoyable. And don't worry, Galfin won't be stealing Legolas anytime soon, he may ruffle him up a bit but nothing traumatizing. *Grins evilly* OH and THANK YOU much for thinking my little Galfy boy to be cute. I think he knows exactly what he's doing to his victims in a good child-like innocent way of course ^_^
2. Gaberiel Yaslana : I am VERY glad you came back and STILL enjoy my story! And I am glad it seems original I tried very hard to make this my own ^_^ Oh, about the slash, how about a triangle? I think that's kinda where its been headin' so far. Hehe ^_^
3. Ms.C ([1]isfuk@hotmail.com) : Thanks bunches for the comments. I love the idea's and Of course, I am going to torment the tall one's some more!!! I HAVE to, their begging me to I swear!!! Heh, please enjoy this next, torment filled (some self inflicted *wink wink*) Chapter!
4. Kelly ([2]SPIRITWOMAN@skybest.com) : Hey, I hadn't though of that! *Giggles* nice thought though, but who'd be Dorothy? *Gets an picture of Legolas running around in a little dress with bright red high heels on calling "Toto" in head and falls over laughing* I am glad you still enjoy it and thanks for coming back! Hope this one doesn't disappoint you!
5. Mythlover : Hey, thanks for coming back! And I think this story is going towards a triangle, so um yeah, there you go! Hehe, hope you enjoy this one too and come back for more after words. Though this one's REALLY weird. *sweatdrops*
6. AJ Matthews : Phew! I am thankful you thought this story is interesting instead of weird with no plot! *sweatdrops* I swear though that if it seems that way, with in um *ducks head* the next hopefully chapter or two there will be MORE of a BETTER plot. ^_~ Anywho, enjoy!
Ok now that that is done and over with On to the Story!! Oh wait, ^_^ Just one word of CAUTION. THIS CHAPTER TO ME SEEMS SERIOUSLY OUT OF CHARACTER!! Slap me if it is I am sorry I just couldn't help myself. *ducks and runs away quickly* Also, PLEASE if someone would be so kind as to be my Beta(?) reader I would be ever thankful! Ok, now that I'm done talking like a Fool, ON with the *sweatdrops* story!!
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Chapter 3 : "Of Pillow Fights and Unease Amongst Men" (a.k.a. The interesting uses of a pillow.)
The morning rose to find the contented members of the fellowship nestled merrily in their beds of silk, dreaming gentle white dreams none had experienced since the council of Elrond. Soft sunlight slithered into the rooms under the tall drawn curtains adorning the windows, a sweet wafting breeze blowing in to stir the vale and the sleeping men.
Legolas' deep chocolate eyes fluttered open with a warm yawn and a peaceful smile, his long slender limbs gently stretching away sleep; all weariness form the previous day momentarily forgotten. The graceful elf swiftly rubbed the last bit of slumber from his smiling eyes and swept poised hands through his long unbound hair then gently turned onto his side and curled up under the warm blankets again, surveying his still slumbering companions.
Another elegant smile bloomed on his petal soft lips as he looked them over, each sprawled in their own manner. It was nice to just lay their and take in everything he could about them without the worry of creeping Orc's just outside the glad or spying demons of Saruman around every bend in the path. The elf's smile widened and he looked the two over carefully.
Aragorn lay perfect in sleep. His delicious body flat and upright upon the bed, his hair slightly mussed from a long night of dreaming but still mostly organized; at least as organized as his wild hair normally is. He had one arm tucked under the blankets and the other on top, resting gently upon his slowly rising and falling lean chest, an `at peace' look upon his exotic features.
On Aragorn's opposite side slept the brash yet stunning Boromir, strong but loyal. He was a bit more `free' in his slumber, laying curled up on one side; the covers pulled up to his chin happily as his warm breath rustled his bright locks around his face. He slept with a wide smile upon his lips, joyful yet sly all in one.
Legolas didn't even want to guess what for though. Perhaps he was just content with his bed, then again perhaps not. Legolas blushed as errand thoughts jumped into his head.
Quickly, he batted away the almost disturbing images of his friends and sat up, full and well awake now. With a small sigh, he gently stood and stretched again, his white lace up shirt slipping elegantly off one shoulder. The prince's face lit up again with a wide yawn as he walked soundlessly to the small washroom, contemplating the strange images as he failed in pushing them from his mind.
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Frodo turned gently in his sleep, nuzzling deeper into the covers a gentle lock of curly hair tickling his little nose. He sniffled then sneezed as the lock brushed against his nose again, his eyes blinking open to view the back of Sam's sandy blond topped head. With a small sound of protest, he pushed the hair away and curled up tighter trying in vain to return to his disturbed slumber and beckoning dreams.
Suddenly a deep scream peeled through the room followed by one then two muffled thuds. All the rooms occupants shot to wakefulness, hands instinctively flying to where their weapons should be. Large eyes looked around the room frantically, noting nothing out of the ordinary save for the perceivable slowness of their dwarf companion. "What was that?" Pippin squeaked, looking with wide eyes to Merry. The other Hobbits shrugged and slowly moved from the large bed.
Soft laughter soon wafted into the room from the adjacent chambers, followed by grumbling curses and high-pitched boyish giggling. Frodo and Sam smiled as they guessed what was the problem and quickly moved to the door, followed by the rest of the hobbit company.
The sight, however, that met them as they entered their companions' room caused them all to laugh with wide eyes.
Boromir lay belly down on the ground rubbing his nose and grumbling as he glared up at his now occupied bed. Galfin looked down at him from under the man's covers blinking in innocent surprise at his reaction, a small weary smile lightening his features. Legolas sat on the edge of his own bed shoulders shaking covering his mouth as he laughed his eyes glittering with humor. And lastly Aragorn was sitting on the floor where he had fallen when the other man's scream had awaken him suddenly and he had tried to stand in haste succeeding only in getting tangled in his covers; chuckling at the boy in Boromir's bed as well.
Pippin walked in slightly confused. "What happened? Why are you two on the floor.?" He asked innocently, his eyebrows knitting up in puzzlement. Boromir, who was still grumbling turned to the little hobbits and sat up still rubbing his wounded nose. Aragorn soon got his laughing under control as he noticed no one was going to answer the little half-lings' question. "Boromir fell out of his bed screaming when he noticed he had `company'." He replied softly, glancing over the other mans reddened face then behind himself at the still laughing elf.
The son of Gondor grumbled and stood up slowly, still glaring death at the others while avoiding Galfin's steady gaze. "That little!-" "Boromir!" Aragorn interrupted him, shaking his head as the insult died on the light haired mans lips. "'Galfin'-," Boromir stressed the name just a little too much. "Snuck into my bed uninvited and startled me." He informed, brushing the wrinkles from his rumpled nightclothes.
At this the rooms occupants started to laugh again, causing both the boy and Boromir to blush harder. "Well, I were lonely!" Galfin wined, sitting up and turned to the look at Boromir again as the human walked away. "Besides, elf boy already were up. `Tis no fun sleeping in an empty bed." He commented with a shrug talking as if it was natural for him to be there nestled comfortable in the humans' futon.
With that comment, however, Legolas choked on his laughter and stared to cough, wide-eyed as a gentle blush crept upon his own cheeks.
The rest of the Fellowship burst out laughing harder at the two's expense, their eyes glittering and joyful.
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Not long after, the dispute was settled and everyone was shoed albeit protesting out of the room so the ruffled members of the group could get dressed and ready for the day in relative peace. Boromir's face was still flushed and his appearance rumpled as he exited the washroom, closing the door harshly behind him. Shaking his head, he set into making his chaos riddled bed.
"I really hope the rest of the town is not like that. I shant think we shall survive long if they are." He muttered, starring long at the spot Galfin had been curled up laughing upon, then shook his head with a small quirking of his lips. Legolas nodded still smiling but did not comment, finishing making his own bed and sat down softly upon it; not even denting the newly pressed sheets.
"Nay, if they are I believe only you and Legolas shall `not survive'. The rest of us so far have escaped Master Galfin's interest." Aragorn chuckled, pulling on his over vest and laced it up with nimble fingers. "Nay Aragorn." Legolas replied then, looking towards the dark haired man, mischief glinting in his eyes. "Galfin seemed quite interested last night. How many advances did he make on you? Five or six, I do not remember." The elf laughed, catching the pillow thrown at him easily.
"Shut up you! At least my backside has yet to be tarnished!!" Aragorn shot back with his own laugh, ducking his pillow as it came sailing back at him and instead accidentally smacked Boromir in the back of the head. The light haired man grunted as he was hit by the pillow then sent it flying back at the Elf, succeeding in hitting him in the face in his distraction.
He then turned to Aragorn with a smirk while winking at the again laughing elf. "Oh yeah!?" Boromir exclaimed climbing over the man's bed quickly and grabbed the Rangers behind, squeezing firmly before righting himself again with a chuckle.
Aragorn jumped at the contact with a startled gasp, falling forward in his haste to get away and accidentally landed on top of Legolas, pinning him to the elf's bed. `As big as this room is, these beds are WAY too close.' The prince blinked up at the Ranger, his breath caught in his throat as he stiffened. "Um?" He muttered, gently pushing Aragorn back as the man sat. The Ranger hid a blush and moved away mumbling his apologies.
Legolas scrubbed the hair at the back of his neck and resumed his sitting position. "You-should have seen your face Aragorn. Positively priceless." He laughed nervously, trying to lift the unease that settled over him as what they had been doing and what had happened dawned on him. He blushed.
Aragorn turned away with a snort. "You should talk. Your own face was quite comical yesterday when Galfin assaulted you." The Ranger shot back, plopping down on his own bed and glanced between his two companions. Unable to think up a come back, the elf turn to Boromir and opened his delicate mouth to comment on `his' misfortunes. "Don't even think about It Elf!" The man warned chucking another pillow Legolas' way.
A disappointed look settled on the Elf Princes face and he hugged the said pillow in his lap, looking down. Aragorn and Boromir looked at one another and laughed while picking up the remaining pillows and assaulted the unaware blond. Legolas made a small sound and ducked swiftly from the onslaught of flying objects.(1)
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Soon, everyone, save Gimli, was again down stairs settled around the dining table conversing over a fresh breakfast of biscuits and strange yet delectable fruits. The ensemble had easily grown to love this cities food in the past few meals they had enjoyed, but none more so than the young Hobbits who eagerly swallowed anything that was served to them with thankful smiles and bell like laughter.
"Thank you again Mr. Galfin for the rooms and this great food!" Merry squeaked around a mouthful of something that resembled peaches and yet was oddly tangy like citrus. Pippin nodded vigorously as he stole what he assumed was an apple from his friends plate and proceeded to gobble it down against Merry's protest. The rest of the group, although some hesitantly, nodded as well, smiling their silent thanks.
Galfin giggled and plopped down between his two favored victims and grinned happily at the little ones, pouring another goblet of cream. "Oh be a pleasure little one! Have I greatly enjoyed your company thus far. Much more I hope to gain form it as well!" He chirped, patting Legolas and Boromir on the shoulder and winked knowingly at them. Boromir shied away from the touch with a nervous smile while picking up another fruit and offered it to the boy hoping to deter his attention.
Galfin made a surprised squeal of delight and took the purple fruit then grappled the man in a large overfriendly hug before proceeding to eat the sweet treat. "Be my favorite! Thank you much!" he replied leaning against the man's stiff shoulder as he finished the fruit, licking the remaining juice from his fingers quickly.
Boromir grumbled to himself at his failed attempt, leaning an elbow on the table and his head against his hand. `Great! Of all the fruit here I HAD to pick his FAVORTIE!' he cursed himself mentally, picking at the food upon his plate without interest.
A large bang caught the groups attention and all eyes turned to the large double doors at the far end of the room. Gimli looked up and glared as he stumbled in and plopped down at the end of the table, rubbing wearily at his temples. "What?!" He exclaimed as the others continued to watch him wide eyed and blinking.
"Sleep well?" Boromir asked, looking over his rough appearance. The Dwarf growled and leaned forward onto the edge of the table. He ignored the question as well as everything around him as he gently nursed his pounding head. Quickly, his hand reached out and he grabbed the first goblet of wine he could find and downed the whole thing in one long gulp. The group blinked and shook their collective heads at their companion then went back to what ever it was they had been doing, or in the hobbits case, eating.
Galfin giggled lightly to himself at the Dwarf then turned to Aragorn and Legolas. "Here!" He said to the prince picking up a piece of dark red fruit and held it Legolas' closed lips. "Try this, Lovely one! Tis' one of the cities favorites." The boy informed happily, holding his hand unmoving in front of the Elves mouth waiting until he opened it. Gently Legolas tried to reach up and take the fruit but Galfin would have none of it insisting on feeding it to him himself.
`Oh heavens! Can this get anymore degrading?' the blond thought finally opening his mouth and took in the piece of fruit, fighting back a hot blush.
The tan haired boy nodded with a smile and patted Legolas' cheek then turned and curled back up against Boromir. The elf quickly downed the tender morsel and ducked his head from all the laughing eyes starring at him still fighting hard to suppress the blush. It was indeed delicious, but not worth the trouble it cost him.
Aragorn tapped his shoulder lightly drawing his attention.
The Ranger then grinned triumphantly at his Elf companion and leaned in towards him. "See, I told you it was just Boromir and yourself." He whispered before moving quickly away. Legolas glared at him and without thinking grabbed a biscuit then tossed it at his head swiftly and accurately. Aragorn laughed at his friends discomfort and caught the little thing then slowly started to eat it, locking his eyes on the elf's face, who watched nervously every... single... bite....
"Come now friends of I!" Galfin's exited words startled the Elf and dark haired king of men who both turned quickly to look at the now standing, yet still holding tightly to Boromir, boy, a broad smile, which always seemed to be there, again upon his cherub face. "Finish up your meal quickly! I would like much to show you all around fair city of I! We have MUCH too see here!" He exclaimed happily, moving hurriedly to the bustling men at the door and asked them to prepare new `proper' clothes for their outing.
The men nodded with wide too happy smiles and hurried on their way, quickly looking over each person to guess their sizes and colors. Each, however stopping in awe at the different species gathered there.
A Dwarf.... Hobbits... and... an elf! Amazing!!
Galfin laughed at his employees reactions, especially those towards Legolas who was attacked by dozens of touching and exploring hands, then shoed his friends on their way. "As I said lovely Master," the boy turned to Legolas who was wide eyed and rumpled. "Do not we ever see elves here." He giggled again the hugged Legolas tight, hopping to make amends, which instead, only seemed to cause him more unease.
"Come then! Shall we have you dressed and be out amongst the sun within the hour!" the boy bounced happily around, moving quickly from one to the other in an over excited manner that only he possessed.
"Here!" He exclaimed, stopping behind Aragorn and picked up another piece of fruit. Catching the man in mid sentence, he nimbly popped the morsel into the Rangers open mouth and kissed the top of his head gently before flitting away. Aragorn nearly choked on the sweet food, watching with surprised eyes as the child moved away to hug little Frodo from behind and rest his head upon his shoulder as they talked.
The Ranger fought back a fierce blush of his own and turned to Legolas as he heard muffled laughter. The wood-elf opened his mouth to comment and Aragorn quickly leaned forward and covered it. "Do not even think about." He warned, watching the pretty blonds glittering eyes. Boromir leaned forward with a smirk and looked at the two. "He told you so." He laughed, draping an arm over Legolas' shoulder and smiled broadly as Aragorn glowered at him in return.
The Ranger released the elves mouth who quickly resumed his laughing while unconsciously leaning against Boromir's arm. "`Tis only fair Aragorn." Legolas replied, picking up his goblet and took a gentle sip of the rich cream inside. "After all," he set the goblet down and laughed again at the man. "You are the leader."
Again, something soft and white went flying towards the elves head, who, ducked it without problem and muffled a laugh as it struck the son of Gondor behind him. "What is it with you and throwing things at me Aragorn?" the prince asked, leaning forward on crossed arms. "Perhaps he's hitting on you Legolas." Boromir chimed in examining the biscuit that had moments before struck him. Legolas quickly leaned over and pushed the little muffin into the man's mouth with a smirk then stood and started to walk to the door content.
Aragorn laughed hard at Boromir then choked as the man did the same to him, blinking silently at the small bits of bread falling from his mouth. `There must be something seriously wrong with this place. We are acting like children! Yet, I must admit though, I haven't felt this good in quite sometime!' The King of men thought to himself as he chewed the biscuit quickly with a faint smile.
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TBC!
1. Okay, I do not know if you can really see this happening, but I thought it was funny and I couldn't help myself please forgive me! *ducks flying pillows and runs away*
This story seems to be getting longer and longer and WEIRDER and WEIRDER every time I write a new chapter! They were already supposed to be out about in the city and met the `Judge' by now! Ugh! Well, that's what I get for having fun I guess. ^_^ I hope you all don't mind reading a couple extra chapters then I had originally planned. (But then again, I have absolutely NO idea, other than the whole judge thing about where this story is going.) At the moment it looks like a love rectangle(?) between Legolas, Aragorn, Boromir and Galfin. Emm, but Galfin's not going to end up with any of them so don't worry. *scratches head* At least I do not think so... Um anyway, I hope you enjoyed this er chapter as strange and as OOC as it may be! (I'm thinking all the pranks pulled were out of Love. Don't you? ^_^)
Please R/R if you did! Sankyou much!
TTFN!
References
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