-Chapter three: Wishful thinking-
The next morning, Aragorn was awoken by a piercing scream. Being an ever vigilant ranger, he jumped quickly to his feet and drew his sword.
"My eeeeeeeaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrssssss" the voice screamed again.
Aragorn, recognising the voice, sighed and then turned towards the direction of the sound. What he found was Boromir kneeling by the lakes edge, his hands clamped over the sides of his head and a wild panicked look on his face. Aragorn began to run towards the stricken Gondorian man but saw that Legolas had beaten him to it. The elf knelt in front of Boromir on the grass. Boromir continued to gibber. Legolas reached up and attempted to remove the man's hands from his ears to get a look, as his long fingers attempted to pry apart the man's shorter ones he was taken by surprise when Boromir reacted somewhat violently and rolling onto his back, flipped the elf into the water. As Boromir fled into the dark forest Legolas spluttered and floundered in the water until he realised it was only a foot deep. The soaked elf wiped strands of long blond hair out of his eyes and glared at the dwarf which was sitting on the bank smirking at the prince. "I guess he's not your sweet heart anymore" Gimli jeered. Legolas fixed him with a glare worthy of Thranduil. Aragorn interrupted the fight before either could raise a hand to the other. He leant the waters edge and offered a hand to the fallen prince. After pulling him from the lake Aragorn began his perusal of Boromir into the forest.
He could tell Legolas was not far behind by the squelching sound which was gaining on him.
* * *
It was a short time after that Boromir was found by the soaking wet elf. Legolas had taken to the trees to begin his search for the man while Aragorn remained on the ground calling Boromir's name. The nimbly scaled a tree and scanned the forest floor, not far to the east he could now see Aragorn as well as hear him as he called for the Steward's son. He looked at the forest with a frown, the tree's were quite sparsely growing and yet he could not see the man anywhere. Turning around he grasped a tree branch to maintain his balance and searched the western side of the forest with his eyes. To his surprise the branch shifted under his wait and the elf flailed for a moment before grasping another, sturdier branch. He turned to look at the branch that he had just grasped and saw that it was indeed Boromir's arm he had grabbed. The man was standing on a tree bough as Legolas was, apparently he had not noticed the elf, his hands were still clamped over his ears and his was face downcast.
Legolas whistled to Aragorn.
"Boromir?" the elf asked.
The man didn't respond
Legolas tapped him on the arm,
Boromir looked at him and his face turned red.
"Ooooh please leave I couldn't bare you to see me like this." He looked imploringly at the elf with large round eyes.
Legolas shook his head in annoyance, spraying water droplets about him as he did so.
"Boromir! I told you, I don't love you, now lets get out of this tree!" Aragorn, was now arriving at the base of the tree and stared up in disbelief at the man who was perched in the high branches with the elf.
Boromir looked at Legolas with an expression the elf could not read. "I do not love you either Legolas whatever made you think this?" "Don't be sad though" Boromir mistook the expression of paralysing fury on Legolas' face for dismay. "I never meant to lead you on" "What! I just said I didn't..Ugh!" The elf lithely jumped down and announced to Aragorn he was going to return to camp to inform the others they had found Boromir.
As the angry muttering and squelching died away Aragorn again looked up at the tree.
"Boromir come down here and let me take a look at your ears."
Boromir nodded his acquiesce and jumped from the tree as Legolas had done.
Unfortunately he did not possess Legolas' skill and grace and ended up rolling around in pain clutching his legs to his chest.
"Oooowiiie" he whined
Aragorn rolled his eyes and bent down to help Boromir into a sitting position.
"Are you all right"
"Yes, except for my" he swallowed and looked into his lap not meeting Aragorn's eyes "ears".
"What is wrong with them?" Aragorn asked, and wisely let Boromir remove his own hands.
"Do they hurt?"
Boromir shook his head
"Is your hearing impaired?"
Again he shook his head
Aragorn examined them the man's ears with his eyes and then finding no clue as to why Boromir was distressed folded them back and forth with his fingers, looking for sign of injury, finally he flicked them with a finger. The seemed perfectly healthy for ears.
He looked at Boromir in puzzlement
"What is the problem?"
Boromir looked at the Ranger as if he was simple and then leant over and whispered in his ear "They're round."
Aragorn set back on his haunches and looked at Boromir
"Ooohhh" he said "And that is a problem because....."
".....I am an elf"
"Of course" said Aragorn standing up
"Well Boromir we'll just have to see what Gandalf has to say about this."
Boromir stood up also "Your right, that's a good idea, he will know what to do about this crippling deformity!"
Boromir took off into the forest once more, this time in the direction of their camping grounds. "Legolas really shouldn't have hit him over the heat so many times" Aragorn thought as he raced after the "elf".
* * *
Boromir entered the camp at full speed. Ignoring the other members of the party he ran across to the opposite side of the grounds and latched onto Bill's neck, hugging the pony for all he was worth. Aragorn came into view and calmly sat next to the hobbits and Legolas who was standing by the fire drying his tunic.
"I looove ponies!" Boromir declaired, squeezing the extremely alarmed Bill.
Gandalf quirked an eyebrow
Boromir released the pony and stared up at the sky, flinging his arms out and spinning on the spot "I love nature"
"What is his problem now?" a frightened Pippin asked Aragorn. His eyes followed Boromir as he cried "Tree" and ran to the plant, wrapping his arms around it's trunk tightly.
"I luuuuuuuuvvv trees" he cooed
"He thinks he is an elf" Aragorn replied nonchalantly as he began to peel an apple with his knife.
The hobbits gazes were transfixed on Boromir as he embraced and declared his love for another tree
Gimli burst out laughing
"We are not like that!" cried Legolas indignantly and stopped trying to wring out his tunic.
Gimli laughed harder.
Legolas narrowed his eyes at the dwarf who had been giving him nothing but trouble since he had returned to the camp and discovered there was a small fish currently living down his tunic.
"What would you know you warty axe-breaking rock runt" he yelled as he tried to pick waterweeds out of his hair.
Gimli stopped laughing and murderous rage filled his eyes. He scowled at Legolas
"I know a lot more than you do you dainty willow-waisted pixie!"
Legolas was about to rebuke this when there was an angered cry. Boromir had ceased his tree fondling activities and raced towards Gimli, his face was red and his sword drawn. He was practically quaking with rage.
The fellowship looked at Boromir in fear and shock
"How dare you insult one of my kindred" he said in a dangerously low voice. "You bigot!" he spat, bringing his sword level with Gimli's neck.. Things then could have gone badly if Legolas hadn't interrupted. Far from wanting to preserve the dwarf's safety he was huffing in annoyance. "Boromir your not an elf"
Boromir dropped the sword and clamped his hands once again, over the sides of his head.
"This is about my ears isn't it!" he shrieked, on the verge of tears.
"That and you have a beard" added Pippin helpfully.
Boromir ran into the forest wailing.
The fellowship looked at Aragorn
"Why do I have to get him?! Oh fine" he raised his hands in defeat and retreated into the woods.
Legolas continued drying his clothes. "Elves do not act like *that * he said to himself
He turned around quickly when he hear snickering but saw the hobbits were "innocently" eating their breakfast.
* * *
That afternoon they were regaled with Boromir's idea of elvish songs.
Legolas cringed as Boromir's voice rose in song yet again.
"There once was a dog
Who sat on uh, a log Beside a frog Whose name was plog They sat in a bog While playing...."
"Boromir!" Legolas finally snapped
Boromir looked at Legolas, he was still a little stung from his previous words, but he would forgive him, after all he was the only other elf in the company.
"Yes my elvan brother?'
Legolas gritted his teeth.
"Don't' you think that if you were an elf you would be able to speak elvish?"
"But I can, um Mellon."
"Alright" said Legolas and smiled" What am I saying now? Amin delotha lle"
Boromir looked blank
"How about Auta miqula orqu"?
Boromir blinked
He jumped up and ran into the forest crying. Aragorn smacked his forehead "Legolas!" he said "You can go get him for that!" he pointed after Boromir
* * *
By the time Legolas had found and retrieved Boromir it was growing dark and the fellowship were readying themselves for bed.
Gimli took the first watch which was uneventful both in the case of outside intruders and inside disturbances. At the end of his watch he was returned to his bedroll. As he passed Boromir he noticed he was still awake.
"Perhaps you should sleep Boromir, I think you might need your rest" he said to the man
There was no response
"Boromir!"
The man still stared past the dwarf
"Human"
*crickets chirped*
"Hey you pompous lily livered..."
"Shhh" said Boromir "I'm asleep"
Merry whose watch it was next came up beside the dwarf.
"What are you shouting about?"
"Elf boy here," started Gimli "is sleeping" he jeered, and winked at the hobbit.
"He is?" Merry whispered "Well stop shouting!" he hissed "You will wake him up" Merry wondered if Gimli had some sort of eye problem.
"Exactly" said Boromir, not moving from his position on the ground.
Gimli shrugged and then left.
Well that was actually a pretty quick update for me, please review, oh and btw I'm still looking for a beta reader. Next chapter: Boromir causes even more trouble, if that's at all possible.
The next morning, Aragorn was awoken by a piercing scream. Being an ever vigilant ranger, he jumped quickly to his feet and drew his sword.
"My eeeeeeeaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrssssss" the voice screamed again.
Aragorn, recognising the voice, sighed and then turned towards the direction of the sound. What he found was Boromir kneeling by the lakes edge, his hands clamped over the sides of his head and a wild panicked look on his face. Aragorn began to run towards the stricken Gondorian man but saw that Legolas had beaten him to it. The elf knelt in front of Boromir on the grass. Boromir continued to gibber. Legolas reached up and attempted to remove the man's hands from his ears to get a look, as his long fingers attempted to pry apart the man's shorter ones he was taken by surprise when Boromir reacted somewhat violently and rolling onto his back, flipped the elf into the water. As Boromir fled into the dark forest Legolas spluttered and floundered in the water until he realised it was only a foot deep. The soaked elf wiped strands of long blond hair out of his eyes and glared at the dwarf which was sitting on the bank smirking at the prince. "I guess he's not your sweet heart anymore" Gimli jeered. Legolas fixed him with a glare worthy of Thranduil. Aragorn interrupted the fight before either could raise a hand to the other. He leant the waters edge and offered a hand to the fallen prince. After pulling him from the lake Aragorn began his perusal of Boromir into the forest.
He could tell Legolas was not far behind by the squelching sound which was gaining on him.
* * *
It was a short time after that Boromir was found by the soaking wet elf. Legolas had taken to the trees to begin his search for the man while Aragorn remained on the ground calling Boromir's name. The nimbly scaled a tree and scanned the forest floor, not far to the east he could now see Aragorn as well as hear him as he called for the Steward's son. He looked at the forest with a frown, the tree's were quite sparsely growing and yet he could not see the man anywhere. Turning around he grasped a tree branch to maintain his balance and searched the western side of the forest with his eyes. To his surprise the branch shifted under his wait and the elf flailed for a moment before grasping another, sturdier branch. He turned to look at the branch that he had just grasped and saw that it was indeed Boromir's arm he had grabbed. The man was standing on a tree bough as Legolas was, apparently he had not noticed the elf, his hands were still clamped over his ears and his was face downcast.
Legolas whistled to Aragorn.
"Boromir?" the elf asked.
The man didn't respond
Legolas tapped him on the arm,
Boromir looked at him and his face turned red.
"Ooooh please leave I couldn't bare you to see me like this." He looked imploringly at the elf with large round eyes.
Legolas shook his head in annoyance, spraying water droplets about him as he did so.
"Boromir! I told you, I don't love you, now lets get out of this tree!" Aragorn, was now arriving at the base of the tree and stared up in disbelief at the man who was perched in the high branches with the elf.
Boromir looked at Legolas with an expression the elf could not read. "I do not love you either Legolas whatever made you think this?" "Don't be sad though" Boromir mistook the expression of paralysing fury on Legolas' face for dismay. "I never meant to lead you on" "What! I just said I didn't..Ugh!" The elf lithely jumped down and announced to Aragorn he was going to return to camp to inform the others they had found Boromir.
As the angry muttering and squelching died away Aragorn again looked up at the tree.
"Boromir come down here and let me take a look at your ears."
Boromir nodded his acquiesce and jumped from the tree as Legolas had done.
Unfortunately he did not possess Legolas' skill and grace and ended up rolling around in pain clutching his legs to his chest.
"Oooowiiie" he whined
Aragorn rolled his eyes and bent down to help Boromir into a sitting position.
"Are you all right"
"Yes, except for my" he swallowed and looked into his lap not meeting Aragorn's eyes "ears".
"What is wrong with them?" Aragorn asked, and wisely let Boromir remove his own hands.
"Do they hurt?"
Boromir shook his head
"Is your hearing impaired?"
Again he shook his head
Aragorn examined them the man's ears with his eyes and then finding no clue as to why Boromir was distressed folded them back and forth with his fingers, looking for sign of injury, finally he flicked them with a finger. The seemed perfectly healthy for ears.
He looked at Boromir in puzzlement
"What is the problem?"
Boromir looked at the Ranger as if he was simple and then leant over and whispered in his ear "They're round."
Aragorn set back on his haunches and looked at Boromir
"Ooohhh" he said "And that is a problem because....."
".....I am an elf"
"Of course" said Aragorn standing up
"Well Boromir we'll just have to see what Gandalf has to say about this."
Boromir stood up also "Your right, that's a good idea, he will know what to do about this crippling deformity!"
Boromir took off into the forest once more, this time in the direction of their camping grounds. "Legolas really shouldn't have hit him over the heat so many times" Aragorn thought as he raced after the "elf".
* * *
Boromir entered the camp at full speed. Ignoring the other members of the party he ran across to the opposite side of the grounds and latched onto Bill's neck, hugging the pony for all he was worth. Aragorn came into view and calmly sat next to the hobbits and Legolas who was standing by the fire drying his tunic.
"I looove ponies!" Boromir declaired, squeezing the extremely alarmed Bill.
Gandalf quirked an eyebrow
Boromir released the pony and stared up at the sky, flinging his arms out and spinning on the spot "I love nature"
"What is his problem now?" a frightened Pippin asked Aragorn. His eyes followed Boromir as he cried "Tree" and ran to the plant, wrapping his arms around it's trunk tightly.
"I luuuuuuuuvvv trees" he cooed
"He thinks he is an elf" Aragorn replied nonchalantly as he began to peel an apple with his knife.
The hobbits gazes were transfixed on Boromir as he embraced and declared his love for another tree
Gimli burst out laughing
"We are not like that!" cried Legolas indignantly and stopped trying to wring out his tunic.
Gimli laughed harder.
Legolas narrowed his eyes at the dwarf who had been giving him nothing but trouble since he had returned to the camp and discovered there was a small fish currently living down his tunic.
"What would you know you warty axe-breaking rock runt" he yelled as he tried to pick waterweeds out of his hair.
Gimli stopped laughing and murderous rage filled his eyes. He scowled at Legolas
"I know a lot more than you do you dainty willow-waisted pixie!"
Legolas was about to rebuke this when there was an angered cry. Boromir had ceased his tree fondling activities and raced towards Gimli, his face was red and his sword drawn. He was practically quaking with rage.
The fellowship looked at Boromir in fear and shock
"How dare you insult one of my kindred" he said in a dangerously low voice. "You bigot!" he spat, bringing his sword level with Gimli's neck.. Things then could have gone badly if Legolas hadn't interrupted. Far from wanting to preserve the dwarf's safety he was huffing in annoyance. "Boromir your not an elf"
Boromir dropped the sword and clamped his hands once again, over the sides of his head.
"This is about my ears isn't it!" he shrieked, on the verge of tears.
"That and you have a beard" added Pippin helpfully.
Boromir ran into the forest wailing.
The fellowship looked at Aragorn
"Why do I have to get him?! Oh fine" he raised his hands in defeat and retreated into the woods.
Legolas continued drying his clothes. "Elves do not act like *that * he said to himself
He turned around quickly when he hear snickering but saw the hobbits were "innocently" eating their breakfast.
* * *
That afternoon they were regaled with Boromir's idea of elvish songs.
Legolas cringed as Boromir's voice rose in song yet again.
"There once was a dog
Who sat on uh, a log Beside a frog Whose name was plog They sat in a bog While playing...."
"Boromir!" Legolas finally snapped
Boromir looked at Legolas, he was still a little stung from his previous words, but he would forgive him, after all he was the only other elf in the company.
"Yes my elvan brother?'
Legolas gritted his teeth.
"Don't' you think that if you were an elf you would be able to speak elvish?"
"But I can, um Mellon."
"Alright" said Legolas and smiled" What am I saying now? Amin delotha lle"
Boromir looked blank
"How about Auta miqula orqu"?
Boromir blinked
He jumped up and ran into the forest crying. Aragorn smacked his forehead "Legolas!" he said "You can go get him for that!" he pointed after Boromir
* * *
By the time Legolas had found and retrieved Boromir it was growing dark and the fellowship were readying themselves for bed.
Gimli took the first watch which was uneventful both in the case of outside intruders and inside disturbances. At the end of his watch he was returned to his bedroll. As he passed Boromir he noticed he was still awake.
"Perhaps you should sleep Boromir, I think you might need your rest" he said to the man
There was no response
"Boromir!"
The man still stared past the dwarf
"Human"
*crickets chirped*
"Hey you pompous lily livered..."
"Shhh" said Boromir "I'm asleep"
Merry whose watch it was next came up beside the dwarf.
"What are you shouting about?"
"Elf boy here," started Gimli "is sleeping" he jeered, and winked at the hobbit.
"He is?" Merry whispered "Well stop shouting!" he hissed "You will wake him up" Merry wondered if Gimli had some sort of eye problem.
"Exactly" said Boromir, not moving from his position on the ground.
Gimli shrugged and then left.
Well that was actually a pretty quick update for me, please review, oh and btw I'm still looking for a beta reader. Next chapter: Boromir causes even more trouble, if that's at all possible.