Okay....I'm wayyy too hyper...and sick...mostly sick...-_-;
I'll prolly go into a sugar coma during this chapter.I'm so tired =_= ---- zzz
The Fudge
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Combat
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She had not yet noticed the Prince's presence as he looked at her flowing black(and purple)hair,and her glow twisting slightly in the breeze.The sun had just set and the dusky sky was powdered with light.She looked quite serene as she was,her orcish temper was concealed by her smooth complexion and content lips.He lingered on her look for a moment.
"What are you looking at?!"damn...she'd spotted him..He could not help but laugh at her blushing features and the fact that even with the gown,she she wore her heavy black boots.
"Well?!"The prince noticed her go a brighter shade of red as she came in from the balcony,he fell on to the bed and laughed harder that was thought proper for an elf.
"Oh come on!Don't rub it in.." She growled.She jumped onto the bed and began a verbal abuse as he was now helpless in his amusement.She sat next to his quivering body with her arms folded and a scowl tearing her face.Deciding that pouting wasn't going to get her anywhere she pinned his arms down and sat on him scowling and attacking. However,this tactic failed her too,and with a bemused look she nudged him off the bed with her foot.He fell of the bed and immediately his indignant face appeared from the side of the bed,earning a snigger from Raven.
"That did NOT happen."He said trying his best to look enraged,though his eyes held all the more amusement,and dusting himself off.
"Well neither did this." Replied the girl indicating her hair.
"Agreed."Confirmed the prince beginning to chuckle again.
The night was setting upon them like an army of orcs,when the question finally revealed itself.
"Where do I sleep?"
"The guest rooms are full,"said Legolas thoughtfully,and with a shrug he concluded,"You shall have to sleep in my room again."Raven looked horrified.
"Do not look so shocked.I shall not be sharing the bed with you."He said settling in a chair.She followed his lead and settled into the bed.However after a few moments she began to feel guilty and sat up,drawing the prince's attention to her.
"It's your bed and your room,you should be sleeping here."she held the awkwardly perched Legolas' gaze.
"I would not allow a guest in my father's house to sleep on the chair."
"Then just get in."
"It is not proper."He argued.
"Get in before guilt drives me mad and I am forced to personally decorate your face with eyeliner!"
"Eyeliner?"
"Yes,eyeliner!Face paints!...Ug in caveman terms!"
"Cave man?"He said innocently,obviously playing dumbas he had seen books,given as gifts from previous visitors,a younger human who carried a large bag of books.The particular book was on the history of where or whenever he had come from.(Okay-so my next history homework excuse is likely to be "Sir I went to Middle Earth and lent the elves borrow my book.I'll get it back on my next trip to the fictional land."That'll go down a bomb!) She scowled at him by the lamp light,which actually would have scared a good few people.
"As you wish,but I must warn you,touch the royal personage and I will be forced to spear you in the eye with an arrow."He held a mocking tone to his voice,making a joke of a stupid situation.
"Don't flatter yourself,"she muttered pulling the covers over her.In the same tone as Legolas mastered she added, "touch me and I will have to club you over the head with my shoe."With that they slept 'til morning.
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Another fiddled with chapter!
Okay,pointless chapter but I enjoyed writing it :P
Sorry it was so short.
Bubye.
The Fudge
I'll prolly go into a sugar coma during this chapter.I'm so tired =_= ---- zzz
The Fudge
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Combat
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She had not yet noticed the Prince's presence as he looked at her flowing black(and purple)hair,and her glow twisting slightly in the breeze.The sun had just set and the dusky sky was powdered with light.She looked quite serene as she was,her orcish temper was concealed by her smooth complexion and content lips.He lingered on her look for a moment.
"What are you looking at?!"damn...she'd spotted him..He could not help but laugh at her blushing features and the fact that even with the gown,she she wore her heavy black boots.
"Well?!"The prince noticed her go a brighter shade of red as she came in from the balcony,he fell on to the bed and laughed harder that was thought proper for an elf.
"Oh come on!Don't rub it in.." She growled.She jumped onto the bed and began a verbal abuse as he was now helpless in his amusement.She sat next to his quivering body with her arms folded and a scowl tearing her face.Deciding that pouting wasn't going to get her anywhere she pinned his arms down and sat on him scowling and attacking. However,this tactic failed her too,and with a bemused look she nudged him off the bed with her foot.He fell of the bed and immediately his indignant face appeared from the side of the bed,earning a snigger from Raven.
"That did NOT happen."He said trying his best to look enraged,though his eyes held all the more amusement,and dusting himself off.
"Well neither did this." Replied the girl indicating her hair.
"Agreed."Confirmed the prince beginning to chuckle again.
The night was setting upon them like an army of orcs,when the question finally revealed itself.
"Where do I sleep?"
"The guest rooms are full,"said Legolas thoughtfully,and with a shrug he concluded,"You shall have to sleep in my room again."Raven looked horrified.
"Do not look so shocked.I shall not be sharing the bed with you."He said settling in a chair.She followed his lead and settled into the bed.However after a few moments she began to feel guilty and sat up,drawing the prince's attention to her.
"It's your bed and your room,you should be sleeping here."she held the awkwardly perched Legolas' gaze.
"I would not allow a guest in my father's house to sleep on the chair."
"Then just get in."
"It is not proper."He argued.
"Get in before guilt drives me mad and I am forced to personally decorate your face with eyeliner!"
"Eyeliner?"
"Yes,eyeliner!Face paints!...Ug in caveman terms!"
"Cave man?"He said innocently,obviously playing dumbas he had seen books,given as gifts from previous visitors,a younger human who carried a large bag of books.The particular book was on the history of where or whenever he had come from.(Okay-so my next history homework excuse is likely to be "Sir I went to Middle Earth and lent the elves borrow my book.I'll get it back on my next trip to the fictional land."That'll go down a bomb!) She scowled at him by the lamp light,which actually would have scared a good few people.
"As you wish,but I must warn you,touch the royal personage and I will be forced to spear you in the eye with an arrow."He held a mocking tone to his voice,making a joke of a stupid situation.
"Don't flatter yourself,"she muttered pulling the covers over her.In the same tone as Legolas mastered she added, "touch me and I will have to club you over the head with my shoe."With that they slept 'til morning.
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Another fiddled with chapter!
Okay,pointless chapter but I enjoyed writing it :P
Sorry it was so short.
Bubye.
The Fudge