Disclaimer- Shamira, Follin, yeah, they're all mine. The other ones aren't.
"The canard?!?! What are you talking about?!?!" Shamira asked the servants. She was very hungry and couldn't wait any longer for her meal to arrive.
"You heard me! Where is the canard!" one of the servants barked back at Shamira! All four cooks began to snarl at everyone in the room! Merry seemed frightened at the sight of fat elves acting like wild pigs! The servants and cooks began to close in on the dining table! The first servant began to yell at Gimili, and the cooks began to poke the four hobbits in the ribs.
"Ow!!! That hurts, stop it!" Frodo yelped. The cooks did not obey. They continued to curse at the little ones while stabbing them with the dull end of their knives. Frodo was screaming in pain as the cooks constantly punched and poked him. There was so much commotion in the dining hall that no one could think straight! Shamira rose from her chair shocked at her servants' behavior!
"Stop it this instant!!!!" Shamira screamed at the top of her lungs. "I am ashamed of all of you! What makes you think you can burst in and accuse all of us for stealing the duck!" Shamira's voice boomed throughout the whole room. All the cooks and servants stopped torturing all the guests and stood stiff listening to Shamira's sayings.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves! I could plant a curse on all of you for acting the way you just did! These are our guests, and expect each and everyone one of you to treat them as guests, or you will all be fired! Get back to work!" Shamira's face was red from all the screaming. She sat down with her face planted in her hands.
"But My Lady, what about the canard?!?! How should we serve your dinner without the canard?!?!?!" a cook hollered. He stood impatiently, waiting for Shamira to back to Earth and give him an answer. "WELL!?!?!"
"Don't you give me a tone like that! Who do think you are! About your pitiful canard, we won't be having any tonight! In fact," Shamira began to wave her finger in the air, "Lunch is canceled!" Shamira stood up, knocking her chair over. She began to leave the room when she turned abruptly," And you, Mr. Rowald, you are fired! Pack your things! I expect to see you abandoning this castle by 8:00 tonight!" Shamira scurried off somewhere, hoping that no one would bother her.
Legolas, being the devoted elf he was, he scampered off after Shamira! 'What horrible sevants! What were they thinking when the decided to yell at Shamira the way they did,and hurting the hobbits like that!" Legolas wondered to himself as he quickened his pace.
Back in the dining hall, Frodo collapsed to the floor screeching in pain! Aragorn and all the Fellowship ran towards Frodo's body on the floor.
"Frodo! Are you alright?" Aragorn questioned. He had noticed that Frodo was grasping his ribs tightly. Aragorn slowly lifted Frodo's shirt up and saw large bruises along his ribs and blood that was beginning to drench his shirt! "Someone get help!!!" Sam yelped to one of the servants. It seems that the cook who had been poking at Frodo was a very strong elf. Frodo laid there upon the floor groaning in pain. "Frodo, you'll be alright! We'll get you to the infirmary right away!" Boromir spoke.
All the three hobbits were alright. Luckily, they received weaker elves to torment them. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Shamira ran to the gardens and collapsed into the flowers. She began to sob as Legolas knelt beside her. He stroked her hair and cheeks while trying to calm her.
"It's alright Shamira, don't cry, it's not your fault for having such horrible people work for you. Don't cry please!" Legolas caressed Shamira as she buried her face into Legolas's shoulder.
"Legolas, I'm sorry for how they treated all of you! I'm so sorry!" Shamira sobbed. Legolas lifted her head and gave her a light kiss.
"It's quite alright. Lets get you back to the castle." Legolas lifted her up and wiped her tears with his sleeve. He gave her a warm hug and he walked her back to the castle. As they both entered the castle, they noticed that everyone was gathered around something. They ran towards all the hubbub, and saw Frodo lying there, so helpless. Shamira took a glimpse and gasped.
"What happened?!?!?" Shamira asked in shock.
"It seems that one of your cooks stabbed Frodo to a bleeding stage! His ribs are broken and he has internal bleeding! That's what happened!" Aragorn replied.
"We must get him to an infirmary! This instant! Quickly now, come on!" Shamira commanded! Legolas picked Frodo up and ran him to the infirmary on the third floor. The nurse who was on duty quickly swept Frodo from Legolas's arms and addressed the doctor immediately.
"I believe that this young hobbit will be alright. I suggest that all of you leave and we will give you a report in the morning." The nurse said quietly. Everyone obeyed while Legolas held Shamira in his arms as Shamira began to chew her nails.
"I'm afraid you will have to leave Lady Shamira. He will be alright."
Legolas led Shamira back to her quarters. She invited him inside her bedroom for some chit-chat. Obviously, there this many of chit-chat | |, and this many of snogging | |. They both embraced each other while kissing passionately all night long. Eventually, they both fell asleep and was exhausted from all the love they had been exchanging.
In the morning, everyone rushed to the infirmary to check up on Frodo. The nurse walked in to the lounge and reported, "Young Frodo is doing just fine! Unfortunately, Mr. Frodo is not at the stage of communicating with others right now. Come back tomorrow during visiting hours."
Everyone had smiles upon there face. Sam, surprisingly was tearing. These were tears of happiness. Shamira smiled at Legolas and they both walked hand in hand to the dining hall for a hopefully, quieter meal. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Well there you have it, Frodo's fine. Shamira and Legolas get much more mushy! Typical love story.
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"The canard?!?! What are you talking about?!?!" Shamira asked the servants. She was very hungry and couldn't wait any longer for her meal to arrive.
"You heard me! Where is the canard!" one of the servants barked back at Shamira! All four cooks began to snarl at everyone in the room! Merry seemed frightened at the sight of fat elves acting like wild pigs! The servants and cooks began to close in on the dining table! The first servant began to yell at Gimili, and the cooks began to poke the four hobbits in the ribs.
"Ow!!! That hurts, stop it!" Frodo yelped. The cooks did not obey. They continued to curse at the little ones while stabbing them with the dull end of their knives. Frodo was screaming in pain as the cooks constantly punched and poked him. There was so much commotion in the dining hall that no one could think straight! Shamira rose from her chair shocked at her servants' behavior!
"Stop it this instant!!!!" Shamira screamed at the top of her lungs. "I am ashamed of all of you! What makes you think you can burst in and accuse all of us for stealing the duck!" Shamira's voice boomed throughout the whole room. All the cooks and servants stopped torturing all the guests and stood stiff listening to Shamira's sayings.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves! I could plant a curse on all of you for acting the way you just did! These are our guests, and expect each and everyone one of you to treat them as guests, or you will all be fired! Get back to work!" Shamira's face was red from all the screaming. She sat down with her face planted in her hands.
"But My Lady, what about the canard?!?! How should we serve your dinner without the canard?!?!?!" a cook hollered. He stood impatiently, waiting for Shamira to back to Earth and give him an answer. "WELL!?!?!"
"Don't you give me a tone like that! Who do think you are! About your pitiful canard, we won't be having any tonight! In fact," Shamira began to wave her finger in the air, "Lunch is canceled!" Shamira stood up, knocking her chair over. She began to leave the room when she turned abruptly," And you, Mr. Rowald, you are fired! Pack your things! I expect to see you abandoning this castle by 8:00 tonight!" Shamira scurried off somewhere, hoping that no one would bother her.
Legolas, being the devoted elf he was, he scampered off after Shamira! 'What horrible sevants! What were they thinking when the decided to yell at Shamira the way they did,and hurting the hobbits like that!" Legolas wondered to himself as he quickened his pace.
Back in the dining hall, Frodo collapsed to the floor screeching in pain! Aragorn and all the Fellowship ran towards Frodo's body on the floor.
"Frodo! Are you alright?" Aragorn questioned. He had noticed that Frodo was grasping his ribs tightly. Aragorn slowly lifted Frodo's shirt up and saw large bruises along his ribs and blood that was beginning to drench his shirt! "Someone get help!!!" Sam yelped to one of the servants. It seems that the cook who had been poking at Frodo was a very strong elf. Frodo laid there upon the floor groaning in pain. "Frodo, you'll be alright! We'll get you to the infirmary right away!" Boromir spoke.
All the three hobbits were alright. Luckily, they received weaker elves to torment them. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Shamira ran to the gardens and collapsed into the flowers. She began to sob as Legolas knelt beside her. He stroked her hair and cheeks while trying to calm her.
"It's alright Shamira, don't cry, it's not your fault for having such horrible people work for you. Don't cry please!" Legolas caressed Shamira as she buried her face into Legolas's shoulder.
"Legolas, I'm sorry for how they treated all of you! I'm so sorry!" Shamira sobbed. Legolas lifted her head and gave her a light kiss.
"It's quite alright. Lets get you back to the castle." Legolas lifted her up and wiped her tears with his sleeve. He gave her a warm hug and he walked her back to the castle. As they both entered the castle, they noticed that everyone was gathered around something. They ran towards all the hubbub, and saw Frodo lying there, so helpless. Shamira took a glimpse and gasped.
"What happened?!?!?" Shamira asked in shock.
"It seems that one of your cooks stabbed Frodo to a bleeding stage! His ribs are broken and he has internal bleeding! That's what happened!" Aragorn replied.
"We must get him to an infirmary! This instant! Quickly now, come on!" Shamira commanded! Legolas picked Frodo up and ran him to the infirmary on the third floor. The nurse who was on duty quickly swept Frodo from Legolas's arms and addressed the doctor immediately.
"I believe that this young hobbit will be alright. I suggest that all of you leave and we will give you a report in the morning." The nurse said quietly. Everyone obeyed while Legolas held Shamira in his arms as Shamira began to chew her nails.
"I'm afraid you will have to leave Lady Shamira. He will be alright."
Legolas led Shamira back to her quarters. She invited him inside her bedroom for some chit-chat. Obviously, there this many of chit-chat | |, and this many of snogging | |. They both embraced each other while kissing passionately all night long. Eventually, they both fell asleep and was exhausted from all the love they had been exchanging.
In the morning, everyone rushed to the infirmary to check up on Frodo. The nurse walked in to the lounge and reported, "Young Frodo is doing just fine! Unfortunately, Mr. Frodo is not at the stage of communicating with others right now. Come back tomorrow during visiting hours."
Everyone had smiles upon there face. Sam, surprisingly was tearing. These were tears of happiness. Shamira smiled at Legolas and they both walked hand in hand to the dining hall for a hopefully, quieter meal. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Well there you have it, Frodo's fine. Shamira and Legolas get much more mushy! Typical love story.
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