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Chapter uuhhhh....... i forgot...........
Laicalasse decided to eavesdrop on people at breakfast so that she could learn what was going on. As it turned out, she learned nothing at breakfast because only Elrond, Arwen, Meldanar and that Nicole person knew what was going on. She decided to ask Meldanar what was going on but before she could act, Elrond himself came up to her with a very stern frown fixed on his face. She knew that this meant trouble and she was right.
"You will follow me. Come."
"Yes Lord Elrond."
"If I ever hear you speak to me in such a manner again, Laicalasse of Nowhere, I will personaly make sure that you wash floors for one hundred years. And there will be nothing else that you may do."
*snotty upstarted elven priss* she thought. What she said was, "Yes Lord Elrond, Ruler of Rivendell, Father of Lady Arwen, Herald of Gil-Galad in the Last Alliance, Bearer of Vilya, Ring of the Air and Friend and Foster Father of Aragorn, Son of Arathorn, Heir of Isildur, Elfstone, Elessar, and All Around Good Guy."
Elrond didn't know how to respond to this, so he didn't and kept walking down the hall with Laicalasse following at a respectful distance. He turned, glared at her, and resumed walking. She paused, scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion, and jogged a bit to catch up. They turned into a ornatley carved room. The walls were decorated with veins of ivy, circling each other, 'growing' up and around the many bookshelves and bursting into flower. The room was filled with the musty scent of books. Ah! books! Her absolute favorite thing to do was read a book and seeing so many books all in one place was like a dream come true. her face must have held a dreamy look because that Nicole person was waving her hand in front of her face and she was saying,
"Hellooooooo!!!!!! Earth to La-ee-ss-A-LASS-EE."
"The name is Lie-ee-s-a lass-A Meldelen," Laicalasse snapped (remember, she's half hobbit so she's not as composed and formal as other elves). "Or actually, that's my elven name. My hobbit name is Lily. Call me whatever you want."
"Show some courtesy to our guest from the planet Earth. She is the answer to all of our problems here."
"Yes Lord Elrond, Meldanar, Arwen and................."
"Nicole. My name is Lady Nicole."
"Lady Nicole. Simply SPLENDID to meet you," she said with clenched teeth. Nicole seemed not to notice the forced cheerfulness. "Alright. What was I summoned here for?"
"You were summoned here to help fulfil an ancient prophecy. I will read the prophecy to you, for you are confused now." He began to read:
"The time will come,
When war is here,
All Middle Earth,
The Dark Lord, at will leer.
From the Earth,
A maid will come,
Skilled with blade,
And then some.
Help she will seek,
And help she will get,
From kitchen maid,
Unwilling and meek.
Together they will save the world,
And recognition get,
A traitor in thier midst,
A backstabbing muderous git,
Will kill the one,
From planet Earth." Elrond stopped reading. "There is more, but it has deteriorated and is unreadable."
"I'm gonna die here!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm to young to die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanna go home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nicole was having a mental breakdown. Laicalasse saw Meldanar signaling for her to go. She went. Fast.
*********Later, in the kithcen*********
Laicalasse was baking bread for a feast that Elrond was having to welcome Nicole to Rivendell. She pulled out some cocoa beans and began to grind them into a fine powder. Just as she was finishing, Nicole wandered in. She was sniggering to herself,
"I'll go with the Fellowship and then, I'll disrupt the canon and then, Sauron will win. *evil snigger* I will start by getting Frodo to do my will. Then, Legolas will fall for me. After that, I'll get Aragorn and Boromir. Pippin and Merry will be easy. Then, Sam will fall. NONE CAN RESIST THE POWER OF A MARY-SUE!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Evil laugh* Oh! hello La-ss-EE-lass-A um....... Meldelen?" Laicalasse just ignored her and went on cooking. She was also rather appalled at her dress. She had had a seemstress make it. It was more like a mini-skirt with a VERY short shirt. They were both rather lowcut. Slutty would describe them in one word. Laicalasse mixed the cocoa powder into some honey and flour. She put that in a bowl with a pinch of salt and some other ingredients and stirred. She poured it all into a cake platter and yanked open the oven. The cake went in and Laicalasse Meldelen stood up and said,
"If you're not going to help, I suggest you leave before you burn your oh-so-silky hands. Or you might singe your lovely black-as-night hair. Your beautiful eyes-that-change-color-depending-on-what-mood-you're-in might get a spark in them. Your slutty velvet 'dress' might get something spilled on it. Your oh-so-perfect skin might get a blemish from the grease. All in all, we wouldn't want little miss perfect to become imperfect in the slightest way would we? Sorry there miss MARY-SUE!!!!! but I've seen way to many of you. The charm don't work. Sorry," she said scathingly. "So, what highly unpronouncable name are you going to come up with?"
"Well, I was going to call myself Quenlhunenamyarielainameldranuna but I think that's a bit long. I'll call myself Lhunarielea."
"Eep. Okay Lhunarielea. I'll be sure to remember your ridiculous name. Go tell Elrond, he'll love it."
"I think I will. I'll also tell Elrond that you have voluntered to be my personal maid." Laicalasse muttered something that sounded lot like bitch. "Naughty.Naughty. Goodbye then LIE-EE-k-A la-ss-ee Meld-E-glen."
End this chapter. reviews? reviews are good. I like reviews. please review? okay, vote!!!!!!!!! Frodo or Legolas. one vote per review. Who should Laicalasse fall in love with? remember, she's half hobbit so she's shorter then the average person from the race of Man. So, Frodo or Legolas? 'till next time.............
feelings do you? Do you? Anyhow, enjoy.......................
Chapter uuhhhh....... i forgot...........
Laicalasse decided to eavesdrop on people at breakfast so that she could learn what was going on. As it turned out, she learned nothing at breakfast because only Elrond, Arwen, Meldanar and that Nicole person knew what was going on. She decided to ask Meldanar what was going on but before she could act, Elrond himself came up to her with a very stern frown fixed on his face. She knew that this meant trouble and she was right.
"You will follow me. Come."
"Yes Lord Elrond."
"If I ever hear you speak to me in such a manner again, Laicalasse of Nowhere, I will personaly make sure that you wash floors for one hundred years. And there will be nothing else that you may do."
*snotty upstarted elven priss* she thought. What she said was, "Yes Lord Elrond, Ruler of Rivendell, Father of Lady Arwen, Herald of Gil-Galad in the Last Alliance, Bearer of Vilya, Ring of the Air and Friend and Foster Father of Aragorn, Son of Arathorn, Heir of Isildur, Elfstone, Elessar, and All Around Good Guy."
Elrond didn't know how to respond to this, so he didn't and kept walking down the hall with Laicalasse following at a respectful distance. He turned, glared at her, and resumed walking. She paused, scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion, and jogged a bit to catch up. They turned into a ornatley carved room. The walls were decorated with veins of ivy, circling each other, 'growing' up and around the many bookshelves and bursting into flower. The room was filled with the musty scent of books. Ah! books! Her absolute favorite thing to do was read a book and seeing so many books all in one place was like a dream come true. her face must have held a dreamy look because that Nicole person was waving her hand in front of her face and she was saying,
"Hellooooooo!!!!!! Earth to La-ee-ss-A-LASS-EE."
"The name is Lie-ee-s-a lass-A Meldelen," Laicalasse snapped (remember, she's half hobbit so she's not as composed and formal as other elves). "Or actually, that's my elven name. My hobbit name is Lily. Call me whatever you want."
"Show some courtesy to our guest from the planet Earth. She is the answer to all of our problems here."
"Yes Lord Elrond, Meldanar, Arwen and................."
"Nicole. My name is Lady Nicole."
"Lady Nicole. Simply SPLENDID to meet you," she said with clenched teeth. Nicole seemed not to notice the forced cheerfulness. "Alright. What was I summoned here for?"
"You were summoned here to help fulfil an ancient prophecy. I will read the prophecy to you, for you are confused now." He began to read:
"The time will come,
When war is here,
All Middle Earth,
The Dark Lord, at will leer.
From the Earth,
A maid will come,
Skilled with blade,
And then some.
Help she will seek,
And help she will get,
From kitchen maid,
Unwilling and meek.
Together they will save the world,
And recognition get,
A traitor in thier midst,
A backstabbing muderous git,
Will kill the one,
From planet Earth." Elrond stopped reading. "There is more, but it has deteriorated and is unreadable."
"I'm gonna die here!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm to young to die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wanna go home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Nicole was having a mental breakdown. Laicalasse saw Meldanar signaling for her to go. She went. Fast.
*********Later, in the kithcen*********
Laicalasse was baking bread for a feast that Elrond was having to welcome Nicole to Rivendell. She pulled out some cocoa beans and began to grind them into a fine powder. Just as she was finishing, Nicole wandered in. She was sniggering to herself,
"I'll go with the Fellowship and then, I'll disrupt the canon and then, Sauron will win. *evil snigger* I will start by getting Frodo to do my will. Then, Legolas will fall for me. After that, I'll get Aragorn and Boromir. Pippin and Merry will be easy. Then, Sam will fall. NONE CAN RESIST THE POWER OF A MARY-SUE!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Evil laugh* Oh! hello La-ss-EE-lass-A um....... Meldelen?" Laicalasse just ignored her and went on cooking. She was also rather appalled at her dress. She had had a seemstress make it. It was more like a mini-skirt with a VERY short shirt. They were both rather lowcut. Slutty would describe them in one word. Laicalasse mixed the cocoa powder into some honey and flour. She put that in a bowl with a pinch of salt and some other ingredients and stirred. She poured it all into a cake platter and yanked open the oven. The cake went in and Laicalasse Meldelen stood up and said,
"If you're not going to help, I suggest you leave before you burn your oh-so-silky hands. Or you might singe your lovely black-as-night hair. Your beautiful eyes-that-change-color-depending-on-what-mood-you're-in might get a spark in them. Your slutty velvet 'dress' might get something spilled on it. Your oh-so-perfect skin might get a blemish from the grease. All in all, we wouldn't want little miss perfect to become imperfect in the slightest way would we? Sorry there miss MARY-SUE!!!!! but I've seen way to many of you. The charm don't work. Sorry," she said scathingly. "So, what highly unpronouncable name are you going to come up with?"
"Well, I was going to call myself Quenlhunenamyarielainameldranuna but I think that's a bit long. I'll call myself Lhunarielea."
"Eep. Okay Lhunarielea. I'll be sure to remember your ridiculous name. Go tell Elrond, he'll love it."
"I think I will. I'll also tell Elrond that you have voluntered to be my personal maid." Laicalasse muttered something that sounded lot like bitch. "Naughty.Naughty. Goodbye then LIE-EE-k-A la-ss-ee Meld-E-glen."
End this chapter. reviews? reviews are good. I like reviews. please review? okay, vote!!!!!!!!! Frodo or Legolas. one vote per review. Who should Laicalasse fall in love with? remember, she's half hobbit so she's shorter then the average person from the race of Man. So, Frodo or Legolas? 'till next time.............