Welcome to my story! I have others written... well... one thus so far...
"What Are These Girls to do?" Yes, a humor fic. This one has funny-ness
in it, but isn't as funny as the other is. This should take the length of
an era but... as the French say, cest la vie. So is the way these things
work. *shrug*
Disclaimer: Blah blah not writing this blah blah not smart enough to create several new languages blah blah smurfs will eat the world blah blah what?
Chapter 1
Legolas and Gimli were riding towards the forest of Mirkwood.
"I still don't see what's so special about a forest." Gimli said as they were riding into the woods. Something moved in the brush and Gimli held ever tighter to Legolas.
"Oh, come now. There's nothing to worry about. I-." Legolas said, stopping, as something quite large seemed to move in the forest where it had merely rustled before.
"What is it?"
Legolas said nothing but leaped off the horse and moved to the bushes.
"Who are you?" Legolas said, starting to reach for his bow.
"Please! Don't shoot!" a Voice said from the wood.
"Show yourself."
An elf about Legolas's height and build came from the bush. He had light hair and eyes and was wearing a simple brown tunic with matching pants and shoes.
"Your highness, I did not mean to scare you." The elf bowed low.
"Saurmereth!" said another voice from the wood. This time, it was a girl. She came running from the other side of the trail with a bow in hand. She was a slight bit smaller than Legolas or the proclaimed Saurmereth with midnight hair and cerulean eyes. She was wearing a cotehardie with her quiver around her waist on a black belt. She wore a silver circlet around her long hair, which was set in a braid down her back. She stopped at the sight of the new travelers. She gazed at her prince, of who was not familiar to her. She merely gazed at the stranger and the dwarf. Then she regained her composure and turned to Saurmereth.
"Saurmereth, we must be returning back home." She said, glancing slightly at Legolas and then back to her servant.
"Yes, your Excellency." Saurmereth said, nodding to the girl. "Excuse me, your highness." Saurmereth bowed to Legolas and walked off, escorting the girl by her arm as she took a quick glance over her shoulder and then returned herself to her servant whom was whistling a shrill call. Two horses came, one black and another white with brown spots. The girl jumped onto the back of the white and brown one while Saurmereth took the black and they both galloped off and left Legolas and Gimli without a word between them.
"Who was that?" asked Gimli. "And how did he know who you were?"
"Remember you supposing to know that I'm a prince?" Said Legolas, jumping onto the horse, almost knocking Gimli off.
"Yes." Gimli said, scrambling to regain his balance.
"That's one of my servants." Said Legolas, ready to make the horse go when Gimli stopped him.
"Could we please walk?" Gimli pleaded, and with affection for his friend, Legolas jumped off and walked the rest of the way with Gimli.
With a fondness characteristic of elves, Legolas looked upon his home while passerbys glanced at Gimli.
"Isn't my home wonderful?" Legolas said, looking at the palace carved into a massive tree with gold and silver work all around.
"Yes, wonderful." Gimli said, getting nervous.
"No need to show your enthusiasm." Legolas said, leading the horse up the path to the gates.
Immediately, several guards ran through the palace, sending the message that the Prince of Mirkwood had returned. This relieved the king, Thranduil, from his duties, settling a dispute between his advisors and himself on a new policy.
"My son is home?" Thranduil said almost too eagerly to the messenger of the news.
"Yes!" said the guard. "But he has brought a dwarf with him."
Thranduil frowned a tad bit, but then turned back to the guard and said, "I know my son and I know that he would never betray me or my people. Send him -and his friend- in to see me."
"As you wish, lord." Said the guard, bowing and then moving swiftly to the door.
As the guard was returning to his post, Legolas and Gimli were coming up on the gate.
"Your highness!" said the guard that talked to the King. He bowed to Legolas and nodded to Gimli. "We are happy to have you home."
"And I am happy to be so." Said Legolas. "Tell me, may I see my father?"
"Indeed, master." Said the guard. He led Legolas and Gimli to the entrance hall and throne room. Thranduil was awaiting his son.
"Legolas!" exclaimed the King, shaking his son's hand.
"Father." Said Legolas, embracing his father.
"You are alive and well!"
"I believe so." Gimli coughed to be noticed. "Oh!" said Legolas. "This is my friend Gimli, son of Glóin. He traveled with me from Rivendell to Mordor and back."
"Well then, welcome!" said Thranduil to Gimli.
"Thank you, sire." Said Gimli, bowing.
"We will be having a banquet tonight in honor of you coming home." Said Thranduil, motioning to his servants. "A lot has happened since you left, and not all of it was in Mordor." Thranduil laughed hesitantly, hoping that it would have the better effect. Soon, Legolas and Gimli were laughing too, remembering the rare happy moments on their quest.
"Indeed." Said Legolas. "Indeed it has."
A/N: Good, ne? Well, more to be posted in the next second. ^. ^ It should speed up in the next chapter. Review, please!
Disclaimer: Blah blah not writing this blah blah not smart enough to create several new languages blah blah smurfs will eat the world blah blah what?
Chapter 1
Legolas and Gimli were riding towards the forest of Mirkwood.
"I still don't see what's so special about a forest." Gimli said as they were riding into the woods. Something moved in the brush and Gimli held ever tighter to Legolas.
"Oh, come now. There's nothing to worry about. I-." Legolas said, stopping, as something quite large seemed to move in the forest where it had merely rustled before.
"What is it?"
Legolas said nothing but leaped off the horse and moved to the bushes.
"Who are you?" Legolas said, starting to reach for his bow.
"Please! Don't shoot!" a Voice said from the wood.
"Show yourself."
An elf about Legolas's height and build came from the bush. He had light hair and eyes and was wearing a simple brown tunic with matching pants and shoes.
"Your highness, I did not mean to scare you." The elf bowed low.
"Saurmereth!" said another voice from the wood. This time, it was a girl. She came running from the other side of the trail with a bow in hand. She was a slight bit smaller than Legolas or the proclaimed Saurmereth with midnight hair and cerulean eyes. She was wearing a cotehardie with her quiver around her waist on a black belt. She wore a silver circlet around her long hair, which was set in a braid down her back. She stopped at the sight of the new travelers. She gazed at her prince, of who was not familiar to her. She merely gazed at the stranger and the dwarf. Then she regained her composure and turned to Saurmereth.
"Saurmereth, we must be returning back home." She said, glancing slightly at Legolas and then back to her servant.
"Yes, your Excellency." Saurmereth said, nodding to the girl. "Excuse me, your highness." Saurmereth bowed to Legolas and walked off, escorting the girl by her arm as she took a quick glance over her shoulder and then returned herself to her servant whom was whistling a shrill call. Two horses came, one black and another white with brown spots. The girl jumped onto the back of the white and brown one while Saurmereth took the black and they both galloped off and left Legolas and Gimli without a word between them.
"Who was that?" asked Gimli. "And how did he know who you were?"
"Remember you supposing to know that I'm a prince?" Said Legolas, jumping onto the horse, almost knocking Gimli off.
"Yes." Gimli said, scrambling to regain his balance.
"That's one of my servants." Said Legolas, ready to make the horse go when Gimli stopped him.
"Could we please walk?" Gimli pleaded, and with affection for his friend, Legolas jumped off and walked the rest of the way with Gimli.
With a fondness characteristic of elves, Legolas looked upon his home while passerbys glanced at Gimli.
"Isn't my home wonderful?" Legolas said, looking at the palace carved into a massive tree with gold and silver work all around.
"Yes, wonderful." Gimli said, getting nervous.
"No need to show your enthusiasm." Legolas said, leading the horse up the path to the gates.
Immediately, several guards ran through the palace, sending the message that the Prince of Mirkwood had returned. This relieved the king, Thranduil, from his duties, settling a dispute between his advisors and himself on a new policy.
"My son is home?" Thranduil said almost too eagerly to the messenger of the news.
"Yes!" said the guard. "But he has brought a dwarf with him."
Thranduil frowned a tad bit, but then turned back to the guard and said, "I know my son and I know that he would never betray me or my people. Send him -and his friend- in to see me."
"As you wish, lord." Said the guard, bowing and then moving swiftly to the door.
As the guard was returning to his post, Legolas and Gimli were coming up on the gate.
"Your highness!" said the guard that talked to the King. He bowed to Legolas and nodded to Gimli. "We are happy to have you home."
"And I am happy to be so." Said Legolas. "Tell me, may I see my father?"
"Indeed, master." Said the guard. He led Legolas and Gimli to the entrance hall and throne room. Thranduil was awaiting his son.
"Legolas!" exclaimed the King, shaking his son's hand.
"Father." Said Legolas, embracing his father.
"You are alive and well!"
"I believe so." Gimli coughed to be noticed. "Oh!" said Legolas. "This is my friend Gimli, son of Glóin. He traveled with me from Rivendell to Mordor and back."
"Well then, welcome!" said Thranduil to Gimli.
"Thank you, sire." Said Gimli, bowing.
"We will be having a banquet tonight in honor of you coming home." Said Thranduil, motioning to his servants. "A lot has happened since you left, and not all of it was in Mordor." Thranduil laughed hesitantly, hoping that it would have the better effect. Soon, Legolas and Gimli were laughing too, remembering the rare happy moments on their quest.
"Indeed." Said Legolas. "Indeed it has."
A/N: Good, ne? Well, more to be posted in the next second. ^. ^ It should speed up in the next chapter. Review, please!