You're me and I'm you?!
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A/N: This story has been in my mind for a while now and I just HAD to write it as soon as I had the time to and thanks to a four and a half hour gap between lessons and no computers working one day at college I had lots of time and a pad and paper on my hands!
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Aragorn felt strange.
"What a night it must have been" he thought.
The ranger had spent the night drinking with Legolas and his foster brothers. The last thing he remembered was being in the middle of a drinking game of some kind and ranting about 'pansy elves.'
His mouth felt dry so he got up out of bed, he felt light headed, in fact he just felt light in general like he was walking on air.
He looked more closely at the room he was in. How did I end up in Legolas' rooms?
The dryness in his throat stopped him from looking further into this as he wandered into the bathing room. There were buckets of water left by the servants ready to be pored into the bath. He reached down to pick one up and aught sight of his reflection in the water.
He jumped back with a cry of surprise and fear.
"By Elbereth!"
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Outside in the gardens Legolas had woken up to find himself lying face down in a flowerbed. His head hurt and his stomach felt like it was tied in knots. He closed his eyes again and groaned, but the voice that escaped his throat wasn't the soft, refined voice of a prince of Mirkwood but that of an heir of Gondor. His eyes snapped open and he pushed himself up onto his knees. No sooner had he done this his stomach decided to rid itself of its contents. Legolas convulsed and threw up all over Elrond's flowers
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Aragorn was running down the hall in panic when he ran right into his foster brothers knocking the twins to the floor. Not stopping to check if they were all right, Aragorn kept running down towards the gardens.
"What's his hurry?"
"I think he just realised who he is."
They laughed, picked themselves up and headed in the direction of the kitchens.
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When Aragorn got outside he was presented with the disturbing sight of seeing himself throwing up in a flowerbed and groaning.
He approached slowly, not knowing what type of reaction he might get if he startled 'Himself'
He carefully knelt down and rubbed a smooth hand over 'his' back.
"Err…who are you?"
Legolas' head snapped up when he heard the voice; he was too preoccupied to recognise the voice as his own. Wincing from the pain of moving his head he realised it might be a good idea not to do that again in a hurry.
"What sort of question is that? Can't you see I'm dying! My head feels like it's swollen ten times its original size and I cannot stop vomiting and you ask me who I am?!"
His eyes finally focused on the person next to him and then widened in shock.
"I think I'm hallucinating." He began to mumble to himself. "Come on Legolas get a grip of yourself, this is just a dream that's right just a bad dream."
"Legolas?! Its really you in there?" "It's me, Aragorn, and no you're not dying your just hung over, it happens the morning after men drink alcohol"
He could understand why his friend was so distressed. It's not every day an elf wakes up in the body of a man with a major hangover.
He was however getting used to the fact he was in Legolas' body. He would have to get used to the fact he would never get a moments silence with his new elven hearing but that was a small price to pay for never having to worry about being silent or covering his tracks in snow while travelling, not to mention the strength he now had. He was definitely starting to see the perks of being an elf. He would have to remember to go back on some of the things he said about 'Pansy elves' but other than that he wouldn't mind staying in this body for a while.
And the fact that Legolas has many she-elf admirers also has its advantages.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Legolas convulse again.
When Legolas had finished throwing up for the time being he turned his attention back to Aragorn.
"Aragorn how did this happen?"
Aragorn helped his friend up onto his feet and led him to a nearby bench then set him down gently.
"I don't know, what can you member from last night Legolas?"
Legolas held his head in his hands, his dark hair hanging around his face.
"I remember everything, we were playing a drinking game and singing then you stated that men were more noble than elves and that we are more interested in our physical appearance than the goings on in Middle Earth."
"That started the twins off on how the men have an easy life compared to the elves."
"At this point I left as I was tired from my journey from Mirkwood and I wasn't prepared to spend the rest of the night as a referee to the three of you after what happened last time you three got into this argument."
"The last thing I did was get changed into my bed robes, which I notice you are still wearing, and went to sleep next thing I know I'm lying face down in a flower bed in your body!"
Aragorn looked down at the ruined bed robes "Sorry about this I kind of panicked when I saw my reflection and ran strait out the room"
"Something tells me I should be insulted by that remark but I'll let that one go considering the circumstances, its fine Aragorn they were old anyway."
"I think we should find the twins." Aragorn stood up and Legolas followed suit albeit slower because of his tender head.
"Good idea Aragorn but first maybe we should get changed. I just spent the night sleeping in a flowerbed and even though that might be normal for 'Aragorn' it isn't for me, I'm not used to being this dirty so I'd appreciate a bath and something for this headache."
"And as for you I don't want the whole of Rivendell see me running around in my bed clothes."
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TBC…
A/N: Wow that looked so much longer on three pages of A4 writing paper! Well should I continue? Review and let me know then I will :o)