(Written for poplar demand. Please R/R and demand more^^)
Part Two: The Tightrope Bridge
"What do you mean we have to cross that?!" cried Pippin in shock. He wasn't the only one weary of the single rope bridge spanning the wide gap separating them from Lothlorien.
"I'm afraid so." Said Aragron.
Everyone and the group looked displeased with it. All but one-
"Well its nothing to me! Being naturally gifted with the grace of my Elvin ancestors." Gloated Legolas as he stepped onto the tightrope un-afraid.
Expressions darkened with annoyance when he walked half way with the ease he would if he were on the ground.
"What's the matter? Scared?!" teased Legolas laughing.
Looks of annoyance turned into looks of murder. Legolas saw but wasn't fazed. He should be safe out of their reach- shouldn't he? He couldn't help himself not to tease more. Making faces at them in childish glee he didn't see what was coming.
WHAP!
He was hit right between his eyes by a small stone. Losing his balance he fell form high above into the river *far* below.
"Nice shoot Aragron"
"Thank you Frodo"
Silence.
"Do you suppose he's okay?"
"Who cares Sam?"
(A/N: Hey! For those of you who don't know that in the LOTR books elves have un-natural light footed feet. Well its natural to them^^ But they don't exist anyway. They can walk on snow, still water, and, tightropes with no trouble. 'Light as a feather' has new meaning^^ PLEASE R/R! AND DON'T FLAME!!)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the People, Places, and, Things. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Love:
Ksha2222
(P.S. I'm writing the first chapter to my first real LOTR fanfic! Please look out for it! Title: Hope Of Snow Falling. It's a Frodo romance!)
Part Two: The Tightrope Bridge
"What do you mean we have to cross that?!" cried Pippin in shock. He wasn't the only one weary of the single rope bridge spanning the wide gap separating them from Lothlorien.
"I'm afraid so." Said Aragron.
Everyone and the group looked displeased with it. All but one-
"Well its nothing to me! Being naturally gifted with the grace of my Elvin ancestors." Gloated Legolas as he stepped onto the tightrope un-afraid.
Expressions darkened with annoyance when he walked half way with the ease he would if he were on the ground.
"What's the matter? Scared?!" teased Legolas laughing.
Looks of annoyance turned into looks of murder. Legolas saw but wasn't fazed. He should be safe out of their reach- shouldn't he? He couldn't help himself not to tease more. Making faces at them in childish glee he didn't see what was coming.
WHAP!
He was hit right between his eyes by a small stone. Losing his balance he fell form high above into the river *far* below.
"Nice shoot Aragron"
"Thank you Frodo"
Silence.
"Do you suppose he's okay?"
"Who cares Sam?"
(A/N: Hey! For those of you who don't know that in the LOTR books elves have un-natural light footed feet. Well its natural to them^^ But they don't exist anyway. They can walk on snow, still water, and, tightropes with no trouble. 'Light as a feather' has new meaning^^ PLEASE R/R! AND DON'T FLAME!!)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the People, Places, and, Things. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien.
Love:
Ksha2222
(P.S. I'm writing the first chapter to my first real LOTR fanfic! Please look out for it! Title: Hope Of Snow Falling. It's a Frodo romance!)