A/N: I was messing around on the Internet when I saw this story I started
and decided to continue it. Sorry if you've been waiting for me to update.
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Disclaimer: No, no LOTR yet, but I'll keep looking so I don't have to keep writing these disclaimers.
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An Elf in Middle Earth? (Chapter 2)
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After talking to the king for what seemed like forever, me trying to convince him I was an elf and him trying to "question" me, he finally threw me into prison.
So I sat there for days, trying to figure out what could have possibly got me into this odd "Mirkwood," what kind of elves these people were, and where Middle Earth was! No one would talk to me, so I was all alone all those days to myself and nobody there to answer my questions about Middle Earth and Mirkwood.
Sitting there trying to think what I was doing there made me retrace my steps through the last few days when it hit me how I got there. It was the cocoa! Santa was planning on going to Middle Earth and I ruined it! I sat there with my head in my hands when there was a knocking on my cell.
I opened up the part of the cell where prison guards give me my food. Instead of a guard, though, there was a little elf boy with big blue eyes.
"Yes?" I asked him kindly, after all, I do love children.
"Are you the elf Knoll?" he asked me.
"Why, yes I am." The little elf's eyes got bigger at my answer.
"Boy, you are short for a thousand."
"That's because I'm an Elf."
"My dad's an Elf an' he isn't that short."
I sighed. "What's your name, little elf?"
"Legolas son of King Thranduil."
"Well, Legolas, have you ever heard of Santa?"
"No."
"Well who gives you presents at Christmas?"
"What's Christmas?" Legolas asked
My eyes grew wide when I realized that there was no Christmas in Mirkwood! I finally knew what I was to do.
"Legolas, what have you wanted really bad, but never asked for." Legolas stared at the ground, but didn't reply. "Come on, you can trust me," I coaxed.
"Well," he said finally, "I always wanted a bow and some arrows."
I used my elfish magic and after a bit I made him miniature bow and arrows. I passed it to him through the food door.
"Wow, thanks!"
"No problem."
"Well, I'm gonna go show my friends."
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Well, as it turns out, Legolas was telling his friends the story of how he got the bow and arrows when his father, the king, came walking by. He heard the story and immediately sent the guards for me.
"Did you give my son a bow and arrows?" He questioned me.
"Yes I did."
"How did you?"
"Well," I replied, "I used my magic."
"I have never heard of an elf having such magic."
"Now you have," I said simply. I then had a thought. "If I do you a favor, will you set me free?"
"What kind of favor?" He asked suspiciously.
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E/N: What? A cliffhanger? Hehehe, how evil of me. Reviews always motivate me to write. I think there will only be a chapter or so more. This is the first fic I have an ending for.
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Disclaimer: No, no LOTR yet, but I'll keep looking so I don't have to keep writing these disclaimers.
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An Elf in Middle Earth? (Chapter 2)
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After talking to the king for what seemed like forever, me trying to convince him I was an elf and him trying to "question" me, he finally threw me into prison.
So I sat there for days, trying to figure out what could have possibly got me into this odd "Mirkwood," what kind of elves these people were, and where Middle Earth was! No one would talk to me, so I was all alone all those days to myself and nobody there to answer my questions about Middle Earth and Mirkwood.
Sitting there trying to think what I was doing there made me retrace my steps through the last few days when it hit me how I got there. It was the cocoa! Santa was planning on going to Middle Earth and I ruined it! I sat there with my head in my hands when there was a knocking on my cell.
I opened up the part of the cell where prison guards give me my food. Instead of a guard, though, there was a little elf boy with big blue eyes.
"Yes?" I asked him kindly, after all, I do love children.
"Are you the elf Knoll?" he asked me.
"Why, yes I am." The little elf's eyes got bigger at my answer.
"Boy, you are short for a thousand."
"That's because I'm an Elf."
"My dad's an Elf an' he isn't that short."
I sighed. "What's your name, little elf?"
"Legolas son of King Thranduil."
"Well, Legolas, have you ever heard of Santa?"
"No."
"Well who gives you presents at Christmas?"
"What's Christmas?" Legolas asked
My eyes grew wide when I realized that there was no Christmas in Mirkwood! I finally knew what I was to do.
"Legolas, what have you wanted really bad, but never asked for." Legolas stared at the ground, but didn't reply. "Come on, you can trust me," I coaxed.
"Well," he said finally, "I always wanted a bow and some arrows."
I used my elfish magic and after a bit I made him miniature bow and arrows. I passed it to him through the food door.
"Wow, thanks!"
"No problem."
"Well, I'm gonna go show my friends."
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Well, as it turns out, Legolas was telling his friends the story of how he got the bow and arrows when his father, the king, came walking by. He heard the story and immediately sent the guards for me.
"Did you give my son a bow and arrows?" He questioned me.
"Yes I did."
"How did you?"
"Well," I replied, "I used my magic."
"I have never heard of an elf having such magic."
"Now you have," I said simply. I then had a thought. "If I do you a favor, will you set me free?"
"What kind of favor?" He asked suspiciously.
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E/N: What? A cliffhanger? Hehehe, how evil of me. Reviews always motivate me to write. I think there will only be a chapter or so more. This is the first fic I have an ending for.