Disc-lame-er: Still own nothing...although would realllllllllly love to own
Jeff Hardy and Orlando Bloom....now there is a yummy Man-which!!!! :) Um,
quick thing, my BIRTHDAY IS THE 25 and WRESTLEMANIA IS THE 23! *eek* If you
ever watch wrestling....drop me a line. I know, pathetic...but still. :)
P.S. I've gotten a review that says I should make Meghan an elf. I have a way to do that...but do you want me too? Find some way to tell me so I know where to go with it. Would it be better if she was an elf as well? Human? Fairy? Orc-ette? ;) P.S.S. I have also gotten a few e-mails saying that said" Your writing is krap, never update again! Your story plote, if you can call it that, is dumb. If you write anymore I'm gonna tell the moderator ~Dixie" So see if you can understand my hesistance in writing again...also I lost internet. :) Please forgive me, I love you all.
"I think you are out of her favor, my friend." Legolas laughed as he slowly looked down at Meghan. "Beautiful." he whispered. "Leggo...I'm worried about you. You treat her as if you,- well you know." Devmil began to walk faster, trying to catch up with an obviously pissed off Accasia. "Well, Dev, at least I am still allowed to hold mine. I suggest you run faster if you intend to catch her." Legolas used Meghans feet to push him on the back. "Meet you in your palace room?" Devmil asked. "Guest rooms, I doubt Meghan shall want to be visiting my room." Legolas's voice itself seemed to shrug. "That is highly debatable." with that, Devmil ran lightly to catch up with Accasia. "Finally alone." Legolas looked around nervously. He hugged Meghan closer to him. "I can walk you know." Meghans voice starteled him and he almost dropped her. "I didn't know you were awake. Well, would you perfer it?" Legolas asked kindly, meanwhile taking her into what looked like a maze of trees with leaves of pure gold. "Amazing-" Meghan whispered."I mean, ya let me up." Meghan jumped from his arms. "Ah ya jerk, your folded my wings!" Meghan then kept turning around in circles trying to straighten them out. She looked like a flaming idiot. "Here, allow me." Legolas stopped her twirling with one hand on her back. He then slowly grabbed her right wing at the base of her back and straighted it out, his hand following the line of it until he reach the end. Meghan gasped lightly. "Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" Legolas asked worried. "Don't forget the other one, bub." Meghan said in a breathy voice. "What the hell, he's a freaking elf, a really sexy elf with great hair, toned body and a nice ass." Meghan thought. Legolas then moved and gave her left wing the same attention. "Better?" he asked. "Much. Where are we? Where is Accasia and De-" Megan was interrupted by Legolas. "Sshhh. Don't worry. Accasia was offended by something Devmil said. To be quite honest, I don't see why, he was only acting according to how she responded to him. Which to be quite honest was quite, well-" "Concubine-ish?" Meghan laughed. "Well, I was going to say whore-ish, but yes. You both seem to be good friends, but quite the opposite." Legolas motioned for her to follow him. He begun to lead the way down a path that seemed to glitter in gold. "Ya we are good friends, but we are pretty much the same-" this stopped Legolas in his tracks. "Really?" he asked with a smirk. "But I hide it." Meghan smiled, now shy. "Um, where are we going? Or better yet, where are we now?" Meghan asked, refusing to follow Legolas a step. "Well, we are in a tiny garden near my fathers castle in Mirkwood. Actually, it is my own private one. I had it planted for me five-hundred years ago." Legolas sighed as he lovingly carressed one of the gold leaves hanging from a near-by tree. "Whoa, you are one old hottie." Meghan gasped. "A what?" Legolas laughed, full well knowing the meaning of her slang. "Nothing, just mindless slang." Meghan blushed furiously. "Okay then, 'hottie.' See up ahead? That is my father's castle." Legolas waited for Meghan to catch up with him. "It's pretty ugly." Meghan said seriously. Legolas turned to her with a look of horror across his face. "Lady! I will have you-" Legolas began, obviously a bit angry. "Relax, I was only kidding. This is a pretty cool crib. Nice, big, silver- ish.....big." Meghan laughed. "You are going to pay for that one, Meghan." Legolas whispered to her. His breath moved down her skin softly, causing goosebumps to rise up. "What is this, are you cold?" Legolas smirked, knowing that it was hardly the weather doing this to her. "I hate you." Meghan laughed. "So, are we metting Accasia in that big ol' castle?" Meghan asked. Legolas grabbed one of Meghans arms and began escorting her to the door out of his garden. "A guest room actually, then we shall meet with my father and perhaps even the Lady Galandriel. Then we shall eat, and most certianly hold a feast. We elves use every excuse to celebrate now days after...well you know." Legolas sighed. "The One Ring thing? Hasn't that been over with for like, five years?" Meghan asked confused. "While five years to you may be a lifetime, five years to me is but an hour. Shall we continue." Legolas smiled. "Sure, oh and don't make promises you can't keep." Meghan charged ahead. "What is that supposed to mean?" Legolas called after her. "You will never get my to pay for calling your home ugly, you are too scared to even be near me." Meghan laughed, as she opened the golden door that led into the castle. "We shall see whom is scared of whom after tonight, my lady." Legolas quickly went off to follow her not knowing what type of trouble she would get herself into.
P.S. I've gotten a review that says I should make Meghan an elf. I have a way to do that...but do you want me too? Find some way to tell me so I know where to go with it. Would it be better if she was an elf as well? Human? Fairy? Orc-ette? ;) P.S.S. I have also gotten a few e-mails saying that said" Your writing is krap, never update again! Your story plote, if you can call it that, is dumb. If you write anymore I'm gonna tell the moderator ~Dixie" So see if you can understand my hesistance in writing again...also I lost internet. :) Please forgive me, I love you all.
"I think you are out of her favor, my friend." Legolas laughed as he slowly looked down at Meghan. "Beautiful." he whispered. "Leggo...I'm worried about you. You treat her as if you,- well you know." Devmil began to walk faster, trying to catch up with an obviously pissed off Accasia. "Well, Dev, at least I am still allowed to hold mine. I suggest you run faster if you intend to catch her." Legolas used Meghans feet to push him on the back. "Meet you in your palace room?" Devmil asked. "Guest rooms, I doubt Meghan shall want to be visiting my room." Legolas's voice itself seemed to shrug. "That is highly debatable." with that, Devmil ran lightly to catch up with Accasia. "Finally alone." Legolas looked around nervously. He hugged Meghan closer to him. "I can walk you know." Meghans voice starteled him and he almost dropped her. "I didn't know you were awake. Well, would you perfer it?" Legolas asked kindly, meanwhile taking her into what looked like a maze of trees with leaves of pure gold. "Amazing-" Meghan whispered."I mean, ya let me up." Meghan jumped from his arms. "Ah ya jerk, your folded my wings!" Meghan then kept turning around in circles trying to straighten them out. She looked like a flaming idiot. "Here, allow me." Legolas stopped her twirling with one hand on her back. He then slowly grabbed her right wing at the base of her back and straighted it out, his hand following the line of it until he reach the end. Meghan gasped lightly. "Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" Legolas asked worried. "Don't forget the other one, bub." Meghan said in a breathy voice. "What the hell, he's a freaking elf, a really sexy elf with great hair, toned body and a nice ass." Meghan thought. Legolas then moved and gave her left wing the same attention. "Better?" he asked. "Much. Where are we? Where is Accasia and De-" Megan was interrupted by Legolas. "Sshhh. Don't worry. Accasia was offended by something Devmil said. To be quite honest, I don't see why, he was only acting according to how she responded to him. Which to be quite honest was quite, well-" "Concubine-ish?" Meghan laughed. "Well, I was going to say whore-ish, but yes. You both seem to be good friends, but quite the opposite." Legolas motioned for her to follow him. He begun to lead the way down a path that seemed to glitter in gold. "Ya we are good friends, but we are pretty much the same-" this stopped Legolas in his tracks. "Really?" he asked with a smirk. "But I hide it." Meghan smiled, now shy. "Um, where are we going? Or better yet, where are we now?" Meghan asked, refusing to follow Legolas a step. "Well, we are in a tiny garden near my fathers castle in Mirkwood. Actually, it is my own private one. I had it planted for me five-hundred years ago." Legolas sighed as he lovingly carressed one of the gold leaves hanging from a near-by tree. "Whoa, you are one old hottie." Meghan gasped. "A what?" Legolas laughed, full well knowing the meaning of her slang. "Nothing, just mindless slang." Meghan blushed furiously. "Okay then, 'hottie.' See up ahead? That is my father's castle." Legolas waited for Meghan to catch up with him. "It's pretty ugly." Meghan said seriously. Legolas turned to her with a look of horror across his face. "Lady! I will have you-" Legolas began, obviously a bit angry. "Relax, I was only kidding. This is a pretty cool crib. Nice, big, silver- ish.....big." Meghan laughed. "You are going to pay for that one, Meghan." Legolas whispered to her. His breath moved down her skin softly, causing goosebumps to rise up. "What is this, are you cold?" Legolas smirked, knowing that it was hardly the weather doing this to her. "I hate you." Meghan laughed. "So, are we metting Accasia in that big ol' castle?" Meghan asked. Legolas grabbed one of Meghans arms and began escorting her to the door out of his garden. "A guest room actually, then we shall meet with my father and perhaps even the Lady Galandriel. Then we shall eat, and most certianly hold a feast. We elves use every excuse to celebrate now days after...well you know." Legolas sighed. "The One Ring thing? Hasn't that been over with for like, five years?" Meghan asked confused. "While five years to you may be a lifetime, five years to me is but an hour. Shall we continue." Legolas smiled. "Sure, oh and don't make promises you can't keep." Meghan charged ahead. "What is that supposed to mean?" Legolas called after her. "You will never get my to pay for calling your home ugly, you are too scared to even be near me." Meghan laughed, as she opened the golden door that led into the castle. "We shall see whom is scared of whom after tonight, my lady." Legolas quickly went off to follow her not knowing what type of trouble she would get herself into.
