Worst Case Scenario Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Legolas or anything else in The Lord of the Rings. I may, perhaps, own Curudin and Feadhel, I don't really know.
Legolas was dying. Dying of laughter. Shortly after the Council had ended, Arwen had rushed down to her daddy and started crying herself to death. He hair was blue, thanks to the blueberries, hard, and the stickiest thing on the face of the earth. Aragorn had led her away, glaring angrily at the twins, who only erupted in laughter. Eventually in subsided, but it took quite awhile.
When the laughing stopped, Legolas learned what quest he had just signed himself up for. He went into shock. He, Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood and the hottest, blondest, elf ever to walk the planet, was going to Mount Doom...with a DWARF!!! Legolas nearly fainted when he heard the news.
"Aww, Legolas, we're gonna miss you!" Feadhel exclaimed. Legolas could only nod, still being in shock and all.
"It'll be ok. At least the hobbits look like they might be some fun..." Elrohir shrugged.
"Right... Munchkins... I say the shorter they are, the more annoying, stupid, and smelly they are. Just like dwarves..." Elladan stated, frowning.
Elrohir laughed. "You're right about the last two at the very least! Don't forget that Bilbo is living here!"
"...Bilbo...?" Legolas questioned.
"An old, smelly, wrinkly, ugly little munchkin. Well, at least he is now. He visited us a very long time ago, when he was younger, and was on his way to the Lonely Mountain. He's the munchkin who let the dwarves free from your caverns, Legolas. But anyway, when he returned he fell asleep and was snoring sooooooooo very loudly. So we started singing, he woke up, and yelled, if I may quote him, "SHUT THE **** UP!!!" Quite rude indeed," Elladan laughed, and was soon joined by Elrohir.
"Oh.... You're so very helpful," scowled Legolas.
"Hey! Maybe Mithrandir will bring along some fireworks!" suggested Curudin, remembering that the old guy had joined the Fellowship.
"Nah... Aragorn would never let him bring them..." Elrohir sighed.
"Well, I've got to go get ready now. See you guys at the Farewell Party," Legolas said slowly, walking away.
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"Arwen honey.... It's not that bad!" Aragorn said, staring at Arwen. Together they stood on a little bridge over a stream, a very romantic spot, but she refused to look at him. Her hair was a bright shade of blue and all pointy and sticky.
"YES IT IS!!!" Arwen screeched, bursting into tears.
"No it isn't... It'll come out soon," he replied, frowning. How dare those elves do this to her... Legolas will pay... Sometime, somewhere, he will, Aragorn thought to himself.
"Just...get away..." she mumbled.
"Arwen..." he reached over to her ear, wanting to brush away a lock of blue hair.
"DONT TOUCH ME!!!" she shrieked, turning towards him suddenly. His hand went past her ear and straight into her hair. He tried in vain to pull it out.
"Err.... Crap...." he grimaced. No matter how hard he pulled his hair would not get free.
"OWW!!!! STOP PULLING ON MY HAIR YOU FREAK!!!" yelled Arwen, pulling away from him.
"Just, err.... STOP MOVING!!!" he hollered.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter... I just... Don't have any more ideas for this chapter! Next chapter will be longer, I promise! *wave*
Disclaimer: I do not own Legolas or anything else in The Lord of the Rings. I may, perhaps, own Curudin and Feadhel, I don't really know.
Legolas was dying. Dying of laughter. Shortly after the Council had ended, Arwen had rushed down to her daddy and started crying herself to death. He hair was blue, thanks to the blueberries, hard, and the stickiest thing on the face of the earth. Aragorn had led her away, glaring angrily at the twins, who only erupted in laughter. Eventually in subsided, but it took quite awhile.
When the laughing stopped, Legolas learned what quest he had just signed himself up for. He went into shock. He, Legolas, the prince of Mirkwood and the hottest, blondest, elf ever to walk the planet, was going to Mount Doom...with a DWARF!!! Legolas nearly fainted when he heard the news.
"Aww, Legolas, we're gonna miss you!" Feadhel exclaimed. Legolas could only nod, still being in shock and all.
"It'll be ok. At least the hobbits look like they might be some fun..." Elrohir shrugged.
"Right... Munchkins... I say the shorter they are, the more annoying, stupid, and smelly they are. Just like dwarves..." Elladan stated, frowning.
Elrohir laughed. "You're right about the last two at the very least! Don't forget that Bilbo is living here!"
"...Bilbo...?" Legolas questioned.
"An old, smelly, wrinkly, ugly little munchkin. Well, at least he is now. He visited us a very long time ago, when he was younger, and was on his way to the Lonely Mountain. He's the munchkin who let the dwarves free from your caverns, Legolas. But anyway, when he returned he fell asleep and was snoring sooooooooo very loudly. So we started singing, he woke up, and yelled, if I may quote him, "SHUT THE **** UP!!!" Quite rude indeed," Elladan laughed, and was soon joined by Elrohir.
"Oh.... You're so very helpful," scowled Legolas.
"Hey! Maybe Mithrandir will bring along some fireworks!" suggested Curudin, remembering that the old guy had joined the Fellowship.
"Nah... Aragorn would never let him bring them..." Elrohir sighed.
"Well, I've got to go get ready now. See you guys at the Farewell Party," Legolas said slowly, walking away.
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"Arwen honey.... It's not that bad!" Aragorn said, staring at Arwen. Together they stood on a little bridge over a stream, a very romantic spot, but she refused to look at him. Her hair was a bright shade of blue and all pointy and sticky.
"YES IT IS!!!" Arwen screeched, bursting into tears.
"No it isn't... It'll come out soon," he replied, frowning. How dare those elves do this to her... Legolas will pay... Sometime, somewhere, he will, Aragorn thought to himself.
"Just...get away..." she mumbled.
"Arwen..." he reached over to her ear, wanting to brush away a lock of blue hair.
"DONT TOUCH ME!!!" she shrieked, turning towards him suddenly. His hand went past her ear and straight into her hair. He tried in vain to pull it out.
"Err.... Crap...." he grimaced. No matter how hard he pulled his hair would not get free.
"OWW!!!! STOP PULLING ON MY HAIR YOU FREAK!!!" yelled Arwen, pulling away from him.
"Just, err.... STOP MOVING!!!" he hollered.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter... I just... Don't have any more ideas for this chapter! Next chapter will be longer, I promise! *wave*