STORY ONE
"That fellow hasn't been doing anything but stare at you since we've arrived." Samwise Gamgee whispered to his comrade, Frodo Baggins.
Frodo looked over. In a shadowed corner near the fireplace, sat a hooded man. His face was covered with darkness and you could not see his face.
"Excuse me," Frodo stopped the bartender. He stooped down to hear the hobbit better. "That man in the corner. Who is he?"
The bartender looked over and sighed. He turned back to Frodo. "He's one of them Rangers. Dan-"
The bartender was interrupted as a young, blonde elf popped out of nowhere. "That is no mere ranger!" He exclaimed. "That is Aragorn! Son of Arathorn! You owe him your allegiance!"
Nobody moved nore spoke. Then Aragorn stood up. "Legolas, what ARE you doing?"
"I am merely saying-"
"You aren't even supposed to BE in this scene!" Aragorn announced. "You don't come in until the Council!"
"I am an Elf! I will do and say whatever I want!" Legolas said.
"Yes but you AREN'T in this SCENE!" Aragorn shouted.
"Looks like I am now."
"Oy vay." Aragorn groaned, and looked at the two hobbits.
"Is he really an Elf?" Sam asked.
"Yes, ofcourse I am. What, you think I'm a Man with long hair and pointy ears?" Legolas asked.
"Uh-"
"Um, excuse me." Peregrin Took called out from the bar. "But I'm supposed to be saying that that is Frodo and, uh, I hate to be rude or anything but... where do I say it?"
"Just drink your pint." Meridoc Brandybuck said, rolling his eyes.
"Ooh, gladly." Pippin said happily and turned back to his pint.
Everyone turned to Legolas (except Pippin who was gladly drinking his pint) and waited. "What?" The Elf asked.
"Uh, go away?" Aragorn asked.
"Oh come on. I'm hardly in this at all. I'm just the sexy Elf who shoots people with arrows and I don't MIND that but I'd like to be in it a bit more."
"Listen, I'm not telling you to go away because I don't want you in this, but I am telling you to go away because you aren't supposed to show up until the COUNCIL!" Aragorn shrieked. "Nobody knows who you are!"
"Aragorn, I was sticking up for you, you know."
"Yes, Legolas, I know. Just-can you please go away so we can finish this?"
"Fine. But I'm not showing up at the Council now. I'm going to take Gimli and go off to sea!"
"You aren't supposed to do that until after I die!" Aragorn said. "Heck, you aren't even supposed to KNOW Gimli!"
"I don't care. I'm still taking him and going off to sea now. I see my talents are of no use."
"Legolas..."
"What?"
"Go back to Mirkwood, and stay there until its time to go to the Council." Aragorn said with a sigh. "Please?"
"Oh okay." Legolas grumbled and went off.
"That fellow hasn't been doing anything but stare at you since we've arrived." Samwise Gamgee whispered to his comrade, Frodo Baggins.
Frodo looked over. In a shadowed corner near the fireplace, sat a hooded man. His face was covered with darkness and you could not see his face.
"Excuse me," Frodo stopped the bartender. He stooped down to hear the hobbit better. "That man in the corner. Who is he?"
The bartender looked over and sighed. He turned back to Frodo. "He's one of them Rangers. Dan-"
The bartender was interrupted as a young, blonde elf popped out of nowhere. "That is no mere ranger!" He exclaimed. "That is Aragorn! Son of Arathorn! You owe him your allegiance!"
Nobody moved nore spoke. Then Aragorn stood up. "Legolas, what ARE you doing?"
"I am merely saying-"
"You aren't even supposed to BE in this scene!" Aragorn announced. "You don't come in until the Council!"
"I am an Elf! I will do and say whatever I want!" Legolas said.
"Yes but you AREN'T in this SCENE!" Aragorn shouted.
"Looks like I am now."
"Oy vay." Aragorn groaned, and looked at the two hobbits.
"Is he really an Elf?" Sam asked.
"Yes, ofcourse I am. What, you think I'm a Man with long hair and pointy ears?" Legolas asked.
"Uh-"
"Um, excuse me." Peregrin Took called out from the bar. "But I'm supposed to be saying that that is Frodo and, uh, I hate to be rude or anything but... where do I say it?"
"Just drink your pint." Meridoc Brandybuck said, rolling his eyes.
"Ooh, gladly." Pippin said happily and turned back to his pint.
Everyone turned to Legolas (except Pippin who was gladly drinking his pint) and waited. "What?" The Elf asked.
"Uh, go away?" Aragorn asked.
"Oh come on. I'm hardly in this at all. I'm just the sexy Elf who shoots people with arrows and I don't MIND that but I'd like to be in it a bit more."
"Listen, I'm not telling you to go away because I don't want you in this, but I am telling you to go away because you aren't supposed to show up until the COUNCIL!" Aragorn shrieked. "Nobody knows who you are!"
"Aragorn, I was sticking up for you, you know."
"Yes, Legolas, I know. Just-can you please go away so we can finish this?"
"Fine. But I'm not showing up at the Council now. I'm going to take Gimli and go off to sea!"
"You aren't supposed to do that until after I die!" Aragorn said. "Heck, you aren't even supposed to KNOW Gimli!"
"I don't care. I'm still taking him and going off to sea now. I see my talents are of no use."
"Legolas..."
"What?"
"Go back to Mirkwood, and stay there until its time to go to the Council." Aragorn said with a sigh. "Please?"
"Oh okay." Legolas grumbled and went off.