A/N, by me, Ellen, but in mesh's PoV
"Umm, Ellen?" I said timidly. "Would you mind if I went to take a closer look at that birds nest we saw a few minutes ago?" Heh heh heh, bird's nest, my foot. I thought. Oh well, She is so wrapped up in her elf dude she won't notice anything.
"Of course." she replied dreamily. "Just catch us up later."
"Of course." I repeated sweetly. I had no intention of doing that. I wanted to see about that forest. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Back to Planet Earth! *^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*
Jen walked into the small Victorian mansion perched upon the hill.
"Hey mesh, Bloomie! You here?"
She wandered through the kitchen, hazel-brown eyes searching for a sign of her friends. Jen walked into the parlor, looking in old-fashioned armchairs and on the grand piano bench. No one was there.
She mounted the stairs, feet treading the thick carpet.
"You guys- is anyone here? Liz, Mesh, Ellen? Bloomie, you here?" she said, peeking into bedrooms off the hall. Finally she came to the last bedroom. She walked inside, looking for the occupants. On the desk were a large pile of books, a glass of water- and a piece of paper with a section written in a strange language. She read it aloud, disbelievingly.
Nothing happened.
She saw the closet, and, suspecting her friends were about to pop out of it she walked slowly toward it. No one was there.
She touched the walls, pushing at them with her fingers. Abruptly, tendrils of pale fog twined around them and pulled her toward the wall.
*^*^*^^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Back to middle earth! *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ "Yeeeeeeeeekkk!!!!!" I heard a scream from the meadow. "Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"
I ran toward it, abandoning thoughts of investigating the forest.
In the middle of the meadow there sat a tall-very tall- girl with curly dark brown hair.
"Jen!" I yelled, running toward her.
"Mesh! What are you doing here? And for that matter, what am I doing here? And for that matter, where is here?" she said in panic.
"Well, the answer to you first question is- the idiot Ellen decided that we needed to meet her boyfriend, and dragged us through a portal in her closet. The answer to your second question is, I would guess, you found a paragraph of words in a strange language on Ellen's desk and you read it. Correct?" at her nod I continued. "And last, we are in Middle earth. About a quarter of a mile from the fords of Bruinen, to be exact. The fords of Bruinen are the entrance to Rivendell, by the way."
"Did- did you just say that we were in Rivendell? Like the place in that mental movie, Fellowship of the ring, with the manky elf dude?"
"That would be the one." I clarified.
"Ellen has a boyfriend?" I could understand her surprise. Out of all of us, Ellen was the only one who refused to go out with anyone at our school.
"Indeed she does. A prince, actually."
"Dude! A prince? Who? And of what country!"
"Welllll."I said, hesitating. "It's actually someone she has liked for an awfully long time.since the fellowship of the ring,actually."
"WHO???" "remember that nickname that you mde up in 8th grade? After Orlando Bloom?"
"Bloomie? Yeah, of course I remember. I still call her that. Who is it?"
"Ummm, I'm guessing that you won't now him."I said unwillingly. I didn't think Jen would react to her friend-since-preschool having an elf prince for a boy friend.
"MARISKA, I'M WARNING YOU, TELL ME WHO ELLEN IS GOING OUT WITH BEFORE I HURT YOU."
I sighed. "His name is Legolas Greenleaf, and his father Thranduil is the king of Mirkwood. Did I mention that he is an Elf?"
"An Elf?" Jen squealed. "You know that there are no such things as elves, right?"
I sighed again. This was going to take some explaining.
"I'll tell you in on the way, but we have to get moving," I said, noticing the sun setting. "I promised Ellen that we- well, that I would catch her up before long. I'll tell you on the way."
"Okay."Jen replied disbelievingly.
We set off walking toward where I had come from.
"Okay...well.I am not sure when Ellen started coming to middle earth, but sometime in the not-too-distant past she found a portal in her closet to that meadow that we were in. She met Legolas, and.well, I don't know about that, you'll have to ask her yourself.but anyway, they met, fell in love, and Ellen has been coming to middle earth ever since. Today, she decided that we should meet her boyfriend and abducted us to middle earth. Legolas was giving us a tour of the surrounding lands of Rivendell when I snuck off. That's about it, and there's Ellen!"
Ellen, Legolas and Liz had reappeared, Liz looking immensely bored and Ellen and Legolas walking arm and arm. Upon seeing us Ellen dropped the elf's arm and came running.
"Jen! Jen! What the hecky are you doing here?"
"I was about to ask you the same question: what the hecky am I doing here?"
"Did you read a paragraph of words in a strange language of a piece of paper on my desk?"
"Well, I did, actually. Who is that hot blond dude?"
Trust Jen, I thought. Stranded in a strange land in a settlement of scary people with pointy ears, and all she thinks about is boys. Hark back to the days of high school.
"You stay away from my hot elf dude," Ellen replied, her eyes narrowing, "he is entirely mine. Not yours. Mine. Stay away. As far away as possible."
"Hi," Jen said shyly to Legolas. Ellen's eyes narrowed to slits.
"Good evening, milady. May I ask your name?" Legolas said, not looking more than moderately interested.
"It's Jen." She replied.
God, I thought. He is one faithful boyfriend.
"Pleasant to meet you. I suggest we hurry back to Imladris, the sun is setting."
"Shall I call Galon?" Ellen asked.
"Yes," said Legolas. "He'll round up a few more horses so the ladies won't have to get their feet wet."
Ellen gave off another earsplitting whistle. A pounding of hooves followed it. Four horses came into view, one white, one black, and two brown.
"Guess we'll just have to share." Ellen said, not looking in the least disappointed. She bounded to the white, who was obviously the best horse among the four, his coat gleaming in the evening sunlight.
"C'mon Legolas. We can share Galon."
It took a while, but finally we were all mounted on various horses. We continued toward the fords, Ellen leaning against Legolas's chest.
And how was that? Good, I hope. No flames, please! Go mesh! *Tags Mariska* you're it!
"Umm, Ellen?" I said timidly. "Would you mind if I went to take a closer look at that birds nest we saw a few minutes ago?" Heh heh heh, bird's nest, my foot. I thought. Oh well, She is so wrapped up in her elf dude she won't notice anything.
"Of course." she replied dreamily. "Just catch us up later."
"Of course." I repeated sweetly. I had no intention of doing that. I wanted to see about that forest. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Back to Planet Earth! *^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*
Jen walked into the small Victorian mansion perched upon the hill.
"Hey mesh, Bloomie! You here?"
She wandered through the kitchen, hazel-brown eyes searching for a sign of her friends. Jen walked into the parlor, looking in old-fashioned armchairs and on the grand piano bench. No one was there.
She mounted the stairs, feet treading the thick carpet.
"You guys- is anyone here? Liz, Mesh, Ellen? Bloomie, you here?" she said, peeking into bedrooms off the hall. Finally she came to the last bedroom. She walked inside, looking for the occupants. On the desk were a large pile of books, a glass of water- and a piece of paper with a section written in a strange language. She read it aloud, disbelievingly.
Nothing happened.
She saw the closet, and, suspecting her friends were about to pop out of it she walked slowly toward it. No one was there.
She touched the walls, pushing at them with her fingers. Abruptly, tendrils of pale fog twined around them and pulled her toward the wall.
*^*^*^^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Back to middle earth! *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^^^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^ "Yeeeeeeeeekkk!!!!!" I heard a scream from the meadow. "Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"
I ran toward it, abandoning thoughts of investigating the forest.
In the middle of the meadow there sat a tall-very tall- girl with curly dark brown hair.
"Jen!" I yelled, running toward her.
"Mesh! What are you doing here? And for that matter, what am I doing here? And for that matter, where is here?" she said in panic.
"Well, the answer to you first question is- the idiot Ellen decided that we needed to meet her boyfriend, and dragged us through a portal in her closet. The answer to your second question is, I would guess, you found a paragraph of words in a strange language on Ellen's desk and you read it. Correct?" at her nod I continued. "And last, we are in Middle earth. About a quarter of a mile from the fords of Bruinen, to be exact. The fords of Bruinen are the entrance to Rivendell, by the way."
"Did- did you just say that we were in Rivendell? Like the place in that mental movie, Fellowship of the ring, with the manky elf dude?"
"That would be the one." I clarified.
"Ellen has a boyfriend?" I could understand her surprise. Out of all of us, Ellen was the only one who refused to go out with anyone at our school.
"Indeed she does. A prince, actually."
"Dude! A prince? Who? And of what country!"
"Welllll."I said, hesitating. "It's actually someone she has liked for an awfully long time.since the fellowship of the ring,actually."
"WHO???" "remember that nickname that you mde up in 8th grade? After Orlando Bloom?"
"Bloomie? Yeah, of course I remember. I still call her that. Who is it?"
"Ummm, I'm guessing that you won't now him."I said unwillingly. I didn't think Jen would react to her friend-since-preschool having an elf prince for a boy friend.
"MARISKA, I'M WARNING YOU, TELL ME WHO ELLEN IS GOING OUT WITH BEFORE I HURT YOU."
I sighed. "His name is Legolas Greenleaf, and his father Thranduil is the king of Mirkwood. Did I mention that he is an Elf?"
"An Elf?" Jen squealed. "You know that there are no such things as elves, right?"
I sighed again. This was going to take some explaining.
"I'll tell you in on the way, but we have to get moving," I said, noticing the sun setting. "I promised Ellen that we- well, that I would catch her up before long. I'll tell you on the way."
"Okay."Jen replied disbelievingly.
We set off walking toward where I had come from.
"Okay...well.I am not sure when Ellen started coming to middle earth, but sometime in the not-too-distant past she found a portal in her closet to that meadow that we were in. She met Legolas, and.well, I don't know about that, you'll have to ask her yourself.but anyway, they met, fell in love, and Ellen has been coming to middle earth ever since. Today, she decided that we should meet her boyfriend and abducted us to middle earth. Legolas was giving us a tour of the surrounding lands of Rivendell when I snuck off. That's about it, and there's Ellen!"
Ellen, Legolas and Liz had reappeared, Liz looking immensely bored and Ellen and Legolas walking arm and arm. Upon seeing us Ellen dropped the elf's arm and came running.
"Jen! Jen! What the hecky are you doing here?"
"I was about to ask you the same question: what the hecky am I doing here?"
"Did you read a paragraph of words in a strange language of a piece of paper on my desk?"
"Well, I did, actually. Who is that hot blond dude?"
Trust Jen, I thought. Stranded in a strange land in a settlement of scary people with pointy ears, and all she thinks about is boys. Hark back to the days of high school.
"You stay away from my hot elf dude," Ellen replied, her eyes narrowing, "he is entirely mine. Not yours. Mine. Stay away. As far away as possible."
"Hi," Jen said shyly to Legolas. Ellen's eyes narrowed to slits.
"Good evening, milady. May I ask your name?" Legolas said, not looking more than moderately interested.
"It's Jen." She replied.
God, I thought. He is one faithful boyfriend.
"Pleasant to meet you. I suggest we hurry back to Imladris, the sun is setting."
"Shall I call Galon?" Ellen asked.
"Yes," said Legolas. "He'll round up a few more horses so the ladies won't have to get their feet wet."
Ellen gave off another earsplitting whistle. A pounding of hooves followed it. Four horses came into view, one white, one black, and two brown.
"Guess we'll just have to share." Ellen said, not looking in the least disappointed. She bounded to the white, who was obviously the best horse among the four, his coat gleaming in the evening sunlight.
"C'mon Legolas. We can share Galon."
It took a while, but finally we were all mounted on various horses. We continued toward the fords, Ellen leaning against Legolas's chest.
And how was that? Good, I hope. No flames, please! Go mesh! *Tags Mariska* you're it!