Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR-can't think of anymore witty disclaimer thingys-mind going blank-writer's block-freezing brain-HELP!!! Ahem, well, anyway…
CHAPTER SEVEN
Magical Narrator: They've gotten to Chrad-, no, Drhah-, well anyway, they've gotten to that mountain pass and everyone is really cold and jealous of Legolas because he's bragging that he can walk on snow.
"You better not throw that snowball, Aragorn," suggested Legolas, who stood on top of the snow with his own snowball ready.
"Oh yeah, why not?" Aragorn Asked.
"Because-" WHACK the snowball hit Legolas right in the face.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!"
"Oh, you're going to pay for that," Legolas ran past Boromir, knocking him flat into the snow. Boromir's shield slid across the snow and Legolas watched it, "Ha! You better watch out Aragorn."
"Aaahhh, don't hurt me!" Aragorn cowered on the ground.
"Oh, please," mumbled Gandalf.
"D-did s-s-someone say G-gondor?" asked Boromir as he sat up, then was laid flat again by Legolas as he zoomed by on the shield like a snowboard.
"Haha, this is awesome, I always wanted to snowboard!" cried Legolas as he got closer and closer to Aragorn.
"STOP!!"
The shield stopped in mid-air just as it was about to crash into Aragorn. Gandalf trudged through the snow and pushed Legolas off and carried the shield back to Boromir's unconscious from.
"I don't think that you want to kill the him just yet, he might come in handy, sooner or later," Gandalf told Legolas as he walked off back to the front of the line.
Legolas stood up and pranced-
"Hey! I do not prance!"
Sorry, it just looked like it fit.
"No, I don't think so,"
But, what am I supposed to say?
"Uh, that Legolas walked very manly-y over the snow,"
You're an elf, and manly-y isn't a word.
"So, I can still be manly,"
No.
"Why not?"
Because you're an elf.
"That doesn't mean I have to PRANCE,"
Maybe you're right.
"Thank you,"
How about, uh, Legolas skipped?
"NO!"
"Legolas, who are you talking to?" Asked Aragorn.
"That mystically, Magical Narrator, it sounds like a her, but you can never tell when it's all echo-ey like that," he answered matter-of-factly.
"Hm, whatever you say,"
"What? You didn't hear it?"
"You know, I really don't want to know what do when you think no one's listening,"
"But, I wasn't DOING anything, I just didn't want to prance,"
This made Aragorn even more freaked out.
"SEE! There it goes again!" Legolas pointed to the sky.
"Um, maybe you should get some help Legolas. I don't think hearing voices is very normal, even for an elf," Aragorn backed away slowly, then turned and booked it.
They don't know what it's like to have to be bothered by sensitive elven hearing, which can pick up even the smallest sound of a Magical Narrator.
"SHUT UP!!" Legolas covered his ears. "I'M NOT CRAZY, I CAN'T HEAR THE MAGICAL NARRATOR, LALALALA."
This made EVERYONE freaked out, and Aragorn from now on kept at least five feet between himself and Legolas.
"BE QUIET!!"
Well, I do have a story to tell.
"AAAAHHHHHH!!!!"
