Authors' Blab: Mwahaha, more evilness. More hilarity. Hehe. This is a short one though, guys. Sorry. I'm afraid the chapters are going to start being like that. All you excellent people that love us and review because you love us…PLEASE KEEP LOVING US! We love you too!

Enjoy! –Howard & Porta, AKA: Emilee & Anna

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Legolas was a bit surprised upon the mention of Emilee's 'precious'. Alright so he was a bit more surprised than they had expected. But he was alright…he was just fine. He was…on the floor.

Anna looked down, "He died. We killed him."

"Maybe he's sleeping?"

Anna looked up at her best friend with a bored glare, "I can't believe you just said that?"

Eventually they kicked Legolas enough times (well, Emilee did. Anna couldn't bring herself to kick someone so beautiful. Emilee rather enjoyed it.) to wake him up and they shuffled him down the stairs and to the garage.

"Lego, darling, might I introduce…the Precious!" Emilee announced dramatically, waving her hands in the direction of her 2003 Volkswagen Beetle in lime green with matching interior. Shit yah!

Legolas wasn't nearly as awestruck as Emilee would have hoped, in fact he just looked confused. Not that a 1,000 plus year old elf wearing an oversized Hard Rock Café t-shirt (woah! Emilee was wearing a Hard Rock shirt in Chapter One! Coincidence!? I think not.) over his leggings with Nikes and a beanie, didn't always look confused. Now you're confused too eh? So are we.

"What is this new devilry?" Legolas asked, not showing the fear Emilee had hoped for when she pushed the panic button and the horn blared.

Anna thought for a second, "Isn't that Boromir's line?"

Legolas' eyes lit up, "You knew Boromir?"

And this whole conversation was going on while Emilee was sniggering about the panic button still being on, and the Precious was honking and lights were blaring. Hehe.

"Give me that!" Anna yelled and grabbed the key from Emilee, turning the panic off, "Just for that, I'm driving."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"…I'm not that stupid Emilee."

"Damn."

Then they both yelled and ran over to stop Legolas from playing with the cans of paint.

Told you it was short. 