A/N: Hey, guess what? I'm updating this fic again! Did you guess? Well done if you did!

Blaise: Please excuse her randomness, she's a bit hyper.

Elfie: I'm happieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Blaise: Yes, Elfie, we can tell.

Elfie: Guess what I bought today? Guess! Go on, guess! GUESS!!!!!!!!

Blaise: *rolls eyes 'coz she's heard this a million times* What did you buy today?

Elfie: A big map of Middle Earth and its all shiny and kinda holographic!!! Its pretty!!!

Blaise: Good for you. Now just get on with the damn chapter. You've had the notes for it since November. WRITE IT UP, WOMAN!!!

Elfie: Jeez, keep your hair on.



Chapter 17

Legolas had taken it upon himself to go and find Gimli and Faramir. They had to be told the good news... the double good news. Faramir was going to be shocked. 'Where would they be?' Legolas asked himself. 'Stupid question.' He headed straight for the local tavern.

Sure enough, when he arrived, Gimli was sitting outside with a pint of ale in his hand. He was swaying slightly on his stool, so Legolas could tell he'd been drinking all day, if not longer. 'This'll be fun,' he thought. Gimli looked up and saw Legolas before he had a chance to say anything.

"Leg- er... you... er... ELF!" cried Gimli. "Wha'sh 'sit?"

"Twins," said Legolas, joyously. Gimli's expression remained blank for a moment.

"........ tha'sh two, righ'?" Gimli held up three fingers and stared at them for a while, trying to work out the mistake. When he finally got it right, he held two fingers very close to Legolas' face. Legolas raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"Yes, two."

"Sho, 'sit a boy or a....... no' a boy?"

"Ish- it's a boy and a girl," said Legolas, not actually believing he was having this conversation.

"ISH BOTH?!?!" cried Gimli.

"No, it's twins. There are two of them. A boy and a girl."

"Sho..... where'd th'other one com'sh from?"

"No. TWINS. As in two children born together," said Legolas in a very patronizing voice. Every syllable was pronounced loudly and clearly. Gimli had to let it sink in before he replied with:

"Well, ishn't tha' nishe." Legolas was beginning to get very bored and confused with this conversation. He looked around for Faramir, but he couldn't see him. It was very important that he was informed of his new job as great-grandfather. He'd been stressing about it all day and now he wasn't even here to be told the news. 'Typical,' thought Legolas. 'I'm going to regret doing this.'

"Gimli, where is Faramir?" he asked, wishing it hadn't come to that.

"Fara.... Far.... Fara...." Gimli looked a little bewildered. Finally, a light bulb appeared to switch on inside his head. A very dim light bulb, evidently.

" 'e went thash way, Legolash," said Gimli, pointing in both directions. Now Legolas was confused.

"Both ways?" he asked.

"No, don' be sho shtupid, Legolash," said Gimli. "Thash no' posa- posb- possab.... you can' do that! Firs' 'e wen' shthat way an' then 'e wen' shthat way." He pointed left with his right arm and right with his left arm, consequently getting a bit entangled and nearly falling off his stool. Legolas was beginning to get a bit annoyed. All he wanted was a straight answer. It was very late, he was tired, ever so slightly deaf, had just become a sort of grandfather and all he wanted to was find Faramir, tell him and go back home to bed. Though at this rate, that wasn't going to happen.

"Well, where is he now then?" he asked. Gimli sat thinking and looking around for a while. Something seemed to be happening underneath all that red hair, though for the life of him Legolas couldn't imagine what. He seemed a bit puzzled. Eventually something sparked completely and he knew the answer.

"Shlere!" he pointed to the floor behind him. Gimli then smiled like some drug-crazed maniac (A/N: I can see the connection there!) and slid off the stool onto the floor. He began to snore straight away.

Faramir was fast asleep on the floor, like Gimli was. 'Actually, he could be unconscious,' thought Legolas. 'Oh dear. This isn't good. Michelle will hurt him if he is unconscious. A lot.' He gave Faramir a light dig with his foot and nothing happened. He tried again but a little harder and still nothing. He knelt down and shook Faramir.

"Faramir, get up," he said. Still no reply. He shook him harder. "Faramir! Get up!" Still nothing. "FARAMIR!" he yelled. That got him. He leapt to his feet in shock, only to slither back to the floor again down the wall.

"What?! I'm awake!" he cried, drowsily.

"Faramir, you have to wake up, properly," said Legolas. "Robyn has had the babies." Faramir missed the word 'babies'. He did wake up a bit though.

"She has?" said Faramir. "Finally!!! What is it?"

"It is a boy and a girl," said Legolas.

"It's both?!" said Faramir, a horrified look on his face. 'No! I don't want to go through this again!' Legolas whined to himself.

"No, she has had twins," said Legolas.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," said Faramir. "Ooooooh! I'm a great grandfather to twins?! That's just great! Typical! Trust Robyn to give lots of hard work. Oh well, I'm still absolutely ecstatic!" Faramir jumped up and down on the spot and made a few whoops but then calmed down. "How is she?" he asked.

"She is very well considering she has just given birth to two children," said Legolas. "I know Michelle wishes to see you, so I suggest you sober up a little before I take you to them."

"I am sober!" said Faramir, indignantly, as he lost his balance by standing still.

"Sure you are," said Legolas, sarcastically.

"Well, I'm more sober than I was," said Faramir. "If you knew how much I'd drunk today you'd say I was completely sober."

"Fair enough," said Legolas. "But on your own head be it." So he lead his father-in-law to the Houses of Healing. When they got it there, Mary- Jo, Tracey, Maria, the Hobbits, Gandalf, Aragorn, Arwen, Ash's parents and a couple of Robyn's friends were all in the room. Needless to say, the room was very full and rather cramped. It wasn't too full though, since it was quite a large room.

"Michelle, I found your father," said Legolas. "Gimli was too drunk to be of any use."

"Is Gimli ever of any use?" she asked. Legolas thought for a moment.

"Good point," he said.

"Um..... ME!!!" shouted Robyn, when the attention on her was beginning to lessen. "I have an important decision to make!"

"You do?" said Michelle and Ash together.

"Yes, I do," said Robyn. "Well, obviously I'm not going to make it alone, but just so you know I am making an important decision."

"Which would be what?" said Mary-Jo.

"Who the godparents are, of course," said Robyn. Mary-Jo and Tracey glanced at each other.

"Tracey, Mary-Jo, separate, now," ordered Michelle. "We are not having a repeat performance. Tracey sit by Aragorn. Mary-Jo sit by Frodo." They did as they were told.

"Okaaaaaaaaay then," said Robyn, being almost the only person that didn't have a clue what they were talking about. "Anyway, godparents. Nowm I have absolutely no idea whatsoever how to go about his. All I know is 1) I've got to make the decision with Ash and 2) I've got to trust the people because if I die they have to look after my kids."

"Well done," said Michelle, sarcastically. "Because that was like rocket science, wasn't it?"

"Shut up," said Robyn. "Leave me alone. I was only saying."

"Don't pick on the new mother," said Maria. "You wouldn't have liked it if people were mean to you when you'd just given birth."

"We were too scared of her to be mean," said Gandalf. "In fact, we still are."

"Hello?!" said Robyn. "Some time today would be nice."

"Well, make a decision then," said Michelle.

"I can't make a decision just like that," said Robyn. "It takes time."

"And it'll take even longer if you don't stop arguing with me," said Michelle. "Now just talk to your damn husband and choose some godparents." Robyn pulled a face at her mom and then turned to Ash.

For what seemed like ages, Robyn and Ash talk quietly together. No one could hear what they were saying, all they new was that they kept disagreeing because every so often one would pull a face or shake their head vigorously. But they did finally come to a conclusion, when everyone was near enough asleep.

"OK!" shouted Robyn, to wake them all up. "We've made a decision about the godfather."

"Is that it?" groaned Pippin sleepily.

"You've been talking for ages," said Merry. "Why've you only decided that much?"

"Just because," she said. "Now then, we've decided that we would like the godfather to be.......... Aragorn."

"Me?" he said. "Me? As in, me?" Robyn started to laugh.

"Yes, you," she said. "I would be honoured if you'd be their godfather. Will you?" Aragorn was absolutely beaming.

"Of course I will!" he said.

"That's good," she said. "Well, one down, one to go."