DISCLAMER:
Katie: *sobs uncontrollably and hugs Legolas action figure and anything
else she has having to do with him.* I..don't.own.ANY OF THEM!!!
WAHHHHH!!!!!!
Emily: *pats Katie's shoulder, look of terror on her face* She'll be fine.I think.
Legolas: *_* Get on with it crazy fangirl.
Katie: *stops sobbing and looks up.* Oh yeah. Well, here it is. R&R peeps. Remember, if you don't, you must sleep sometime!! *cackles evilly* This is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh.Hey.COME BACK HERE ELF!!
Legolas: *tries to get away. Katie attacks and stuffs him in her backpack.*
Emily: *looks at Katie* How come I can't do that to Aragorn?
Aragorn: Because I'll kill you if you do.
Emily: Okay.*shifty glance. Stuffs unsuspecting Ranger in her backpack.*
Special Note From the Author: This fanfiction is a hazard to your health and if you are a pregnant woman or are a very small child I suggest you not read this because it may just get scary.I know the begin is a little boring, but work with me. I'll have more random outbursts and such as I go along. I hope. Oh, and, "Good morning sunshine daisies, say hello to the thunder heads waiting to strike you dead!"
This also doesn't follow the movie or story plot. It's a little bit of both really. Sometimes I just add in whatever I feel like. You don't like it, DON'T READ IT.
Chapter Five: Proving an Elf Wrong
The dense forest closed in around our Company as we entered the woods of Lothlórien. It was dim, yet light under the canopy of trees. Soft green moss and grasses grew underfoot. My head was turning from side to side, trying to look at everything. Soon, I caught Legolas staring at me, grinning.
"What's the matter," he said. "Have you never seen trees before?"
"Yes I have. But the redwood and sequoia forests aren't in Oklahoma at the time. Last I heard they were on the road somewhere in Alabama," I said with a smirk. He looked slightly confused, but didn't say anything. I continued to walk in silence after that, keeping my eyes fixed ahead of me.
"Be cautious, hobbits," Gimli said quietly to the four halflings. "They say there is a great sorceress in these woods.." and he went on to tell them about all the bad things about Lothlórien. I grimaced, and fingered the soft fabric of Gandalf's hat. I still had it with me. Absently, I shoved it onto my head, pushing it up so I could see.
Suddenly, Legolas (who was in front of me) jerked to a halt, drawing his bow in one swift movement and loading it. I bumped into him and her turned his head slightly, scowling. I smiled sheepishly, but my smile quickly turned into a frown as a sharp arrow pressed against my skin. I froze, a glare fixed on my face. Slowly I turned to see the elf holding the bow.
"Do you know how many times that's happened to me?" I asked him absently. "Twice! Twice I tell you! This is the second time. Now, if Bush was here, he'd start launching into a long speech about disarming and no weapons and peace, but I'm not Bush. So I'm not resorting to the peaceful way. GET THE *BEEP* ARROW OUT OF MY FACE!" The elf didn't look very surprised. In fact, he looked quite unfazed. Legolas stepped back, his foot jamming down on mine. I had a feeling it wasn't on accident. I told him that I didn't appreciate it by kicking his shin.
Aragorn started to speak in elvish to what appeared to be the leader of this band of assailants, also known as Haldir. Pretty soon the other elves lowered there bows. The one still kept a reproachful eye on me though, and I returned his gaze steadily.
"Aragorn, these woods are perilous!" Gimli cried out from behind me. "We should go back!"
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady. You cannot go back," Haldir replied, his voice full of irritation at the dwarf. So, thanks to Aragorn, we were forced to follow the murdering elves to who I assumed would be Galadriel. I tried to walk as slow as possible, pulling Gandalf's hat, which was now my hat further down onto my head.
See, I love elves. They're the best race in Middle Earth. But Galadriel creeps me out. She walks around with her eyes only half open and it just gets to me. Besides, she talks funny too. I decided not to say much to her unless it was cold and harsh and obnoxious. Serves her right for scaring me.
By now we were climbing up a long set of stairs that reached up to a large platform type thing. I hesitated before setting foot on it because it seemed to hover in the air rather than being supported by branches. Set on the platform was a fairly large building. It sort of looked like a miniature palace in a way. White marble steps lead up to a set of double doors. Aragorn halted at the edge of the steps and the doors opened.
Two elves stepped down. I knew they were Galadriel and Celeborn from the start. Strangely enough, Galadriel didn't have her scary eyes on. I was a little surprised but I guess I should have known better than to trust the movies. She looked at us for a moment, her eyes coming to a rest on me. I glared at her determinedly. Just because she didn't have her scary eyes on doesn't mean I can't be rude to her. She seemed to be very interested in my hat too.
I reached up and growled, "It's mine, Elf, and if you touch it I'll break your fingers!" She only smiled. Legolas gave me a sideways look that said, "I'll deal with you later and don't think you can get away with it." I only glared at him and gripped my hat tighter. Galadriel began to speak to the Company, but mostly Aragorn. I sighed inwardly and started to fiddle with the brim of my hat.
Before I knew it I was pulled into thoughts of my own, not listening to the tall Elven woman in front of me. I glanced aimlessly around for a few moments. As soon as we had come to the steps, it seemed, we were lead away by Haldir to a small, secluded area. The Elves granted us food and comforts that made even me feel less grumpy. No matter what though, I wouldn't let them take my hat.
I heard them whisper behind my back things like, "The poor girl must have been very attached to Gandalf" and "Isn't that sweet; Gandalf must have been very close to her." I finally got fed up with it and went to find some sanity near Aragorn and Legolas and Emily. Now days, it seemed Emily followed Aragorn everywhere, like a puppy to its master. For a moment I envisioned Aragorn walking off a cliff on accident and Emily faithfully doing the same. I grinned slightly, and began to make my way toward them.
"Why does everyone think I really liked Gandalf because I have his hat?" I asked when I reached them. Emily grinned.
"Ai! Where'd you get that?" Aragorn asked suddenly.
"I've had it since Moria. You didn't notice?"
"No."
"Oh. Well, I'm keeping it. It's a souvenir." Aragorn gave me an odd look then whispered something in Elvish to Legolas. The Elf smirked and nodded. Now, more than ever, I wished I'd taken the time to learn Elvish a long time ago.
"What are you plotting?" I asked suspiciously. Legolas didn't answer but called up another Elf, still speaking in Elvish to him. The other Elf went away, and came back minutes later carrying two items: a sword and a bow (with a quiver of arrows, of course). I suddenly realized what they were trying to do.
"You're trying to distract us from causing havoc, aren't you?" I asked, though it wasn't really a question. I only received two nods from the Man and Elf before being lead away. Legolas took me a little ways away from where we'd previously been and handed me the bow. It was nothing extravagant, and rather plain. I decided I liked it.
Legolas made me practice my stance several times before pulling an arrow out of the quiver I'd been given. "If you swear you won't take someone's eyes out," he said, holding the arrow out.
"Then I'll let you try." I only scowled at his grinning face before swiping the arrow out of his hand.
"You know what, Pointy Ears-" I began and received a gentle swat on the head. I smirked. "You worry too much."
"What did I say about that name?"
"That you absolutely adore it and want everyone to call you it?"
"Not quite." he replied with a sigh. It took a whole five minutes before I agreed to cooperate and let him show me how to load the bow. The first time he showed me and then told me to try it on my own I was totally lost. He showed me again and again until I had the feel of it.
"When can I shoot it?" I asked after a while.
"When you can actually put the arrow in maybe?" he said with dry humor. I sent him a dark look and kicked him as he walked by. He pretended not to notice.
"I'll show you again tomorrow-" he started to say.
"Who says you'll have to show me again?" I said and he gave me one of those looks. With that, I marched off, bow and quiver in hand. I had my heart set on showing him I could do something myself.
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Well, since it's not nice to let people wait, I've added this chapter. As always, flames will be sent to Bob the Balrog.
Tbiris: lol. We pretty much act like that. I've had to exaggerate on some parts (yeah, I would REALLY do something in a battle *smirk*)
CAtz: I know what you mean. ( For the purpose of this story though, he has to let them or else I'll sick Bob on him. *evil laughter*
Dy: I never noticed he left his hat there.oh well. I just wanted his hat. (
Nancy: Thanks for your comments. *grin* At least I know Emily (my editor in my stories and the same one in this) is telling at least a little bit of the truth when she looks over my stuff.
TASAKAPEOTKAUU (lol, mouth full): ME GOTS THE LOTR BOOKMARK ONE RING TOO!!! *insane laughter* YAY!!! Okay.calming down.lol. No body rivals my obsession wit my Elf. *shifty glance and gaurds backpack w/ Legolas stuck inside.* Joking.Hehe. Anywayz, now that you mention it, I'm not really sure of my plans for the TT sequal. Since you is a Lego-person/Elf-person, I'll let Haldir survive. *grin* Plus he's an Elf, and knows Legolas, and anyone who knows Lego is special. He doesn't really die in the book either.*evil death glare at PJ*
Thanks ya'll!!
Katie
Emily: *pats Katie's shoulder, look of terror on her face* She'll be fine.I think.
Legolas: *_* Get on with it crazy fangirl.
Katie: *stops sobbing and looks up.* Oh yeah. Well, here it is. R&R peeps. Remember, if you don't, you must sleep sometime!! *cackles evilly* This is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh.Hey.COME BACK HERE ELF!!
Legolas: *tries to get away. Katie attacks and stuffs him in her backpack.*
Emily: *looks at Katie* How come I can't do that to Aragorn?
Aragorn: Because I'll kill you if you do.
Emily: Okay.*shifty glance. Stuffs unsuspecting Ranger in her backpack.*
Special Note From the Author: This fanfiction is a hazard to your health and if you are a pregnant woman or are a very small child I suggest you not read this because it may just get scary.I know the begin is a little boring, but work with me. I'll have more random outbursts and such as I go along. I hope. Oh, and, "Good morning sunshine daisies, say hello to the thunder heads waiting to strike you dead!"
This also doesn't follow the movie or story plot. It's a little bit of both really. Sometimes I just add in whatever I feel like. You don't like it, DON'T READ IT.
Chapter Five: Proving an Elf Wrong
The dense forest closed in around our Company as we entered the woods of Lothlórien. It was dim, yet light under the canopy of trees. Soft green moss and grasses grew underfoot. My head was turning from side to side, trying to look at everything. Soon, I caught Legolas staring at me, grinning.
"What's the matter," he said. "Have you never seen trees before?"
"Yes I have. But the redwood and sequoia forests aren't in Oklahoma at the time. Last I heard they were on the road somewhere in Alabama," I said with a smirk. He looked slightly confused, but didn't say anything. I continued to walk in silence after that, keeping my eyes fixed ahead of me.
"Be cautious, hobbits," Gimli said quietly to the four halflings. "They say there is a great sorceress in these woods.." and he went on to tell them about all the bad things about Lothlórien. I grimaced, and fingered the soft fabric of Gandalf's hat. I still had it with me. Absently, I shoved it onto my head, pushing it up so I could see.
Suddenly, Legolas (who was in front of me) jerked to a halt, drawing his bow in one swift movement and loading it. I bumped into him and her turned his head slightly, scowling. I smiled sheepishly, but my smile quickly turned into a frown as a sharp arrow pressed against my skin. I froze, a glare fixed on my face. Slowly I turned to see the elf holding the bow.
"Do you know how many times that's happened to me?" I asked him absently. "Twice! Twice I tell you! This is the second time. Now, if Bush was here, he'd start launching into a long speech about disarming and no weapons and peace, but I'm not Bush. So I'm not resorting to the peaceful way. GET THE *BEEP* ARROW OUT OF MY FACE!" The elf didn't look very surprised. In fact, he looked quite unfazed. Legolas stepped back, his foot jamming down on mine. I had a feeling it wasn't on accident. I told him that I didn't appreciate it by kicking his shin.
Aragorn started to speak in elvish to what appeared to be the leader of this band of assailants, also known as Haldir. Pretty soon the other elves lowered there bows. The one still kept a reproachful eye on me though, and I returned his gaze steadily.
"Aragorn, these woods are perilous!" Gimli cried out from behind me. "We should go back!"
"You have entered the Realm of the Lady. You cannot go back," Haldir replied, his voice full of irritation at the dwarf. So, thanks to Aragorn, we were forced to follow the murdering elves to who I assumed would be Galadriel. I tried to walk as slow as possible, pulling Gandalf's hat, which was now my hat further down onto my head.
See, I love elves. They're the best race in Middle Earth. But Galadriel creeps me out. She walks around with her eyes only half open and it just gets to me. Besides, she talks funny too. I decided not to say much to her unless it was cold and harsh and obnoxious. Serves her right for scaring me.
By now we were climbing up a long set of stairs that reached up to a large platform type thing. I hesitated before setting foot on it because it seemed to hover in the air rather than being supported by branches. Set on the platform was a fairly large building. It sort of looked like a miniature palace in a way. White marble steps lead up to a set of double doors. Aragorn halted at the edge of the steps and the doors opened.
Two elves stepped down. I knew they were Galadriel and Celeborn from the start. Strangely enough, Galadriel didn't have her scary eyes on. I was a little surprised but I guess I should have known better than to trust the movies. She looked at us for a moment, her eyes coming to a rest on me. I glared at her determinedly. Just because she didn't have her scary eyes on doesn't mean I can't be rude to her. She seemed to be very interested in my hat too.
I reached up and growled, "It's mine, Elf, and if you touch it I'll break your fingers!" She only smiled. Legolas gave me a sideways look that said, "I'll deal with you later and don't think you can get away with it." I only glared at him and gripped my hat tighter. Galadriel began to speak to the Company, but mostly Aragorn. I sighed inwardly and started to fiddle with the brim of my hat.
Before I knew it I was pulled into thoughts of my own, not listening to the tall Elven woman in front of me. I glanced aimlessly around for a few moments. As soon as we had come to the steps, it seemed, we were lead away by Haldir to a small, secluded area. The Elves granted us food and comforts that made even me feel less grumpy. No matter what though, I wouldn't let them take my hat.
I heard them whisper behind my back things like, "The poor girl must have been very attached to Gandalf" and "Isn't that sweet; Gandalf must have been very close to her." I finally got fed up with it and went to find some sanity near Aragorn and Legolas and Emily. Now days, it seemed Emily followed Aragorn everywhere, like a puppy to its master. For a moment I envisioned Aragorn walking off a cliff on accident and Emily faithfully doing the same. I grinned slightly, and began to make my way toward them.
"Why does everyone think I really liked Gandalf because I have his hat?" I asked when I reached them. Emily grinned.
"Ai! Where'd you get that?" Aragorn asked suddenly.
"I've had it since Moria. You didn't notice?"
"No."
"Oh. Well, I'm keeping it. It's a souvenir." Aragorn gave me an odd look then whispered something in Elvish to Legolas. The Elf smirked and nodded. Now, more than ever, I wished I'd taken the time to learn Elvish a long time ago.
"What are you plotting?" I asked suspiciously. Legolas didn't answer but called up another Elf, still speaking in Elvish to him. The other Elf went away, and came back minutes later carrying two items: a sword and a bow (with a quiver of arrows, of course). I suddenly realized what they were trying to do.
"You're trying to distract us from causing havoc, aren't you?" I asked, though it wasn't really a question. I only received two nods from the Man and Elf before being lead away. Legolas took me a little ways away from where we'd previously been and handed me the bow. It was nothing extravagant, and rather plain. I decided I liked it.
Legolas made me practice my stance several times before pulling an arrow out of the quiver I'd been given. "If you swear you won't take someone's eyes out," he said, holding the arrow out.
"Then I'll let you try." I only scowled at his grinning face before swiping the arrow out of his hand.
"You know what, Pointy Ears-" I began and received a gentle swat on the head. I smirked. "You worry too much."
"What did I say about that name?"
"That you absolutely adore it and want everyone to call you it?"
"Not quite." he replied with a sigh. It took a whole five minutes before I agreed to cooperate and let him show me how to load the bow. The first time he showed me and then told me to try it on my own I was totally lost. He showed me again and again until I had the feel of it.
"When can I shoot it?" I asked after a while.
"When you can actually put the arrow in maybe?" he said with dry humor. I sent him a dark look and kicked him as he walked by. He pretended not to notice.
"I'll show you again tomorrow-" he started to say.
"Who says you'll have to show me again?" I said and he gave me one of those looks. With that, I marched off, bow and quiver in hand. I had my heart set on showing him I could do something myself.
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Well, since it's not nice to let people wait, I've added this chapter. As always, flames will be sent to Bob the Balrog.
Tbiris: lol. We pretty much act like that. I've had to exaggerate on some parts (yeah, I would REALLY do something in a battle *smirk*)
CAtz: I know what you mean. ( For the purpose of this story though, he has to let them or else I'll sick Bob on him. *evil laughter*
Dy: I never noticed he left his hat there.oh well. I just wanted his hat. (
Nancy: Thanks for your comments. *grin* At least I know Emily (my editor in my stories and the same one in this) is telling at least a little bit of the truth when she looks over my stuff.
TASAKAPEOTKAUU (lol, mouth full): ME GOTS THE LOTR BOOKMARK ONE RING TOO!!! *insane laughter* YAY!!! Okay.calming down.lol. No body rivals my obsession wit my Elf. *shifty glance and gaurds backpack w/ Legolas stuck inside.* Joking.Hehe. Anywayz, now that you mention it, I'm not really sure of my plans for the TT sequal. Since you is a Lego-person/Elf-person, I'll let Haldir survive. *grin* Plus he's an Elf, and knows Legolas, and anyone who knows Lego is special. He doesn't really die in the book either.*evil death glare at PJ*
Thanks ya'll!!
Katie