A/N me again! Ellen, the elf. In my pov, btw.
Legolas and I led the way to Imladris with the rest of our party following. We had just passed the gates when I was besieged by several small, curly haired boys- hobbits, four of them.
"So she's returned, Legolas." One of them said teasingly. "You must be happy."
"Sam, you idiot." I said, cuffing him-a little too hard, it turned out; he fell off the cliff on which we were standing and splashed into the water below. He surfaced, spluttering, and his expression turned from one of laughter to awe. I looked to see what he was staring at- Jen! The single tallest person in our grade had a hobbit with a crush on her! Stifling a snigger, I looked at Mariska. She too was staring at someone, Liz, who was looking at the wet hobbit with an expression mirroring his own as he looked at Jen.
I abandoned all thoughts of scary, bi-species love triangles as a hobbit- Pippin- whispered in my ear.
"He really missed you, you know. For a week all he has been doing is wandering around with Galon in the forest." As an afterthought he added, "Can we throw eggs at Arwen's window tonight?"
"Of course!" I responded, grinning. Trust Pippin. "Maybe we can even get Legolas to help."
We continued down the path, my friends still looking at each other oddly.
"Do come on," I said. "Legolas said there was going to be a banquet tonight. We don't want to be late."
It actually took less time than I expected to get my friends ready to go. Everyone besides me and Mariska looked stupefied, each thinking of a certain curly-haired, gardening hobbit.
The banquet, as usual, was gorgeous. I could tell that my friends were amazed. I was too, but hid it better than they did. I had been to one before, but this was even grander. Elves were constantly singing and talking.
It passed uneventfully, until about halfway through Elrond asked me to sing a song for them. "It was the price that travelers pay" he said. "All had to sing a song."
What to sing, what to sing? My mind whirred uselessly past Christmas carols, TV ads, and finally settled on an American folksong I had sung in eighth grade. The water is wide. I had always liked it, but wasn't sure if the elves would.
"The water is wide..."I sang unsurely. The room grew silent. "I cannot get o'er.. And neither have I wings to fly." My voice adjusted, filling the room. "Give me a boat..that can carry two.." The song was over quickly. That was another thing I liked. It was short. I collapsed into my seat next to Legolas. The Elves applauded and went back to their meals.
A/N so what about some egg-throwin', mesh? It is up to you!
Legolas and I led the way to Imladris with the rest of our party following. We had just passed the gates when I was besieged by several small, curly haired boys- hobbits, four of them.
"So she's returned, Legolas." One of them said teasingly. "You must be happy."
"Sam, you idiot." I said, cuffing him-a little too hard, it turned out; he fell off the cliff on which we were standing and splashed into the water below. He surfaced, spluttering, and his expression turned from one of laughter to awe. I looked to see what he was staring at- Jen! The single tallest person in our grade had a hobbit with a crush on her! Stifling a snigger, I looked at Mariska. She too was staring at someone, Liz, who was looking at the wet hobbit with an expression mirroring his own as he looked at Jen.
I abandoned all thoughts of scary, bi-species love triangles as a hobbit- Pippin- whispered in my ear.
"He really missed you, you know. For a week all he has been doing is wandering around with Galon in the forest." As an afterthought he added, "Can we throw eggs at Arwen's window tonight?"
"Of course!" I responded, grinning. Trust Pippin. "Maybe we can even get Legolas to help."
We continued down the path, my friends still looking at each other oddly.
"Do come on," I said. "Legolas said there was going to be a banquet tonight. We don't want to be late."
It actually took less time than I expected to get my friends ready to go. Everyone besides me and Mariska looked stupefied, each thinking of a certain curly-haired, gardening hobbit.
The banquet, as usual, was gorgeous. I could tell that my friends were amazed. I was too, but hid it better than they did. I had been to one before, but this was even grander. Elves were constantly singing and talking.
It passed uneventfully, until about halfway through Elrond asked me to sing a song for them. "It was the price that travelers pay" he said. "All had to sing a song."
What to sing, what to sing? My mind whirred uselessly past Christmas carols, TV ads, and finally settled on an American folksong I had sung in eighth grade. The water is wide. I had always liked it, but wasn't sure if the elves would.
"The water is wide..."I sang unsurely. The room grew silent. "I cannot get o'er.. And neither have I wings to fly." My voice adjusted, filling the room. "Give me a boat..that can carry two.." The song was over quickly. That was another thing I liked. It was short. I collapsed into my seat next to Legolas. The Elves applauded and went back to their meals.
A/N so what about some egg-throwin', mesh? It is up to you!