Disclaimer: Do I still have to say this? I really don't own Lord of the
Rings.
The next morning, Gandalf gathered up the Fellowship members and Allyn and Blaire. They set off to Isengard to fight Saruman, and to rid Rohan of his presence for good.
Allyn had now gotten her own horse. She rode alongside Blaire and Nightshade, and they chatted away, not caring about the battle that was sure to come.
"So?" Blaire asked in a low whisper. "Was he a good kisser?"
Allyn blushed furiously and replied, "That's none of your business." She looked around to see if anyone else was listening. Luckily for her, they were all absorbed in their own thoughts, so she nodded quickly and grinned.
Blaire grinned too. "So was Legolas."
Allyn's jaw dropped. Then they giggled for a minute before stopping, disgusted. "Ew. We're turning into.preps."
Blaire laughed loud enough for a few to turn and look, but she didn't notice. "I'll never be a prep. Christine was so proud when she turned me punk, I don't know what she'd do if I went back."
That night, camp was made, and a nice warm fire was lit. Allyn was sitting next to Aragorn, of course, but he didn't look too happy. After the meal, they disappeared into the woods.
Blaire rolled her eyes at this. She knew Allyn wouldn't do anything stupid, and if she did.Blaire would probably roll over laughing if her friend got knocked up.
She was a little disturbed however, when Legolas said he had to take care of something and walked into the woods alone.and didn't come back. A little while after he left, Allyn came storming back, grabbed her sleeping bag, and went right to sleep, although her mutters could be heard for a while after.
Intrigued by this chain of events, she moved next to Boromir and Gandalf. "What do you think is going on now?"
Gandalf snorted. "As if last night wasn't interesting enough. I'd say that Aragorn got a little too fresh with your friend, she got mad, and walked away. Legolas.I'm not sure. He seemed happy today," Gandalf paused long enough for Blaire to flush red, then continued, "But I don't know what his story is."
Boromir nodded. "Normally I'd say he was off with Gimli.but it doesn't appear as though that's the case. All I have to say is that if they're together, meaning Aragorn and Legolas, that's incredibly disgusting and I'd vote myself out of the Fellowship."
Gandalf coughed, and Blaire poked Boromir. "Well, you see dear, the Fellowship is already broken and-"
"Oh shut up, you knew what I meant," Boromir replied, and gave her a playful shove. The cat-fight following was beginning to be a lot of fun when Gimli sat up in his sleeping bag and yelled, "SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
Blaire and Boromir froze, then laughed. Suddenly the bushes rustled, twigs were heard snapping, and.out came Aragorn, sword drawn. "What? What is it? I heard shouting, where's the danger?"
Blaire, Gandalf, and Boromir cracked up. Aragorn sighed and sheathed his sword, shaking his head, and then out of the bushes came Legolas, bow and arrow ready, and nearly tackling Aragorn. He tripped and managed to recover, but the entire chain reaction was too much for Blaire. She fell back and laughed herself to tears, nearly choking at points.
She stopped immediately when she noticed Legolas and Aragorn glaring at her. She gave them a sweet innocent smile.
Aragorn muttered something to himself, then laid down on the ground and went to sleep. Legolas and Blaire got in a staring contest, which Blaire of course lost. The elf grinned and he too hit the sack.
The staring contest wouldn't have been all that important to Blaire if she hadn't noticed something very interesting about Legolas' attire. She went to bed, still thinking about what exactly that meant, and decided to discuss it with Allyn in the morning.
Allyn awoke to the smell of something burning. She also thought she smelled coffee, which meant that Aragorn had gotten over his laziness and dug it out of his saddlebags.
She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around. Aragorn said a quiet good morning to her, and she was about to reply when she remembered that she was horribly annoyed with him.
She was only the second one awake, so she decided to go find that creek she'd found last night and quickly wash up. She stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked away.
Through the woods, turning left and right at certain marked trees, and finally making her way to the creek, Allyn found herself even more mad at Aragorn today than she had been last night. The nerve! How dare he ask her that?
She was surprised to find Blaire there, washing out a pair of pants. Blaire looked up when she saw Allyn. "Good morning," she said pleasantly.
Allyn raised an eyebrow and replied, "It might be for you, but certainly not for me."
"I noticed that you were mad when you came back last night, but I figured you didn't want to talk about it right then. What happened?"
"Aragorn told me that he wasn't happy with the parameters of our relationship, and that we should widen them. He said that he wanted to 'prove his love for me.' Now what on earth do you suppose that means?"
"That is a really nice way of saying that he wants in your pants."
"Yeah. So I told him that there was no way and that if he really wanted to 'prove his love for me,' he wouldn't push the issue and I'd forget he said anything. And then I walked away."
Blaire nodded. "I'm glad. That would have totally sucked if you'd gotten knocked up while we were here."
"Blaire!"
"I'm just kidding." They were quiet for a minute, and then Blaire said, "I saw something interesting last night."
"Oh really?"
"When Aragorn came to save the day last night after he heard 'shouting,' I got into a staring contest with Legolas. But I noticed something very odd during this staring contest. And it could mean a lot of different things."
"Well? What was it?"
"Aragorn came back wearing Legolas' pants, and Legolas came back wearing Aragorn's pants. And, Legolas' belt was undone."
Allyn looked at Blaire. She merely nodded. "Oh dear."
"That's what I was thinking. So now the question is, what do we do about it?"
"Well what can we do? I mean, we can't prove anything."
"Well no, but what I saw should be enough. I mean, come on, look at that. That should give a pretty good idea of what went on out there."
Allyn began pounding her fist into her palm threateningly. "I'm gonna kill him! I am gonna go back there and beat his face to a pulp."
"But Bren, castration with a dull spoon is so much more tempting."
Allyn laughed. "Okay, so what are we really gonna do?"
"Confront them?"
"Oh yeah, great idea Sar, just walk up to him and say, you're sleeping with Legolas aren't you? That'll be pleasant."
Blaire looked thoughtful. "We could tell the rest of the group. I'm sure they'd be willing to do something. At least Boromir would. Ooh, you should have heard him last night."
Allyn thought for a minute. It probably would do them some good to tell everyone else.but then it could also create some problems for the broken- Fellowship members. Oh well, it was their fault for screwing each other in the first place! "Okay. We go back and tell the Fellowship."
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The next morning, Gandalf gathered up the Fellowship members and Allyn and Blaire. They set off to Isengard to fight Saruman, and to rid Rohan of his presence for good.
Allyn had now gotten her own horse. She rode alongside Blaire and Nightshade, and they chatted away, not caring about the battle that was sure to come.
"So?" Blaire asked in a low whisper. "Was he a good kisser?"
Allyn blushed furiously and replied, "That's none of your business." She looked around to see if anyone else was listening. Luckily for her, they were all absorbed in their own thoughts, so she nodded quickly and grinned.
Blaire grinned too. "So was Legolas."
Allyn's jaw dropped. Then they giggled for a minute before stopping, disgusted. "Ew. We're turning into.preps."
Blaire laughed loud enough for a few to turn and look, but she didn't notice. "I'll never be a prep. Christine was so proud when she turned me punk, I don't know what she'd do if I went back."
That night, camp was made, and a nice warm fire was lit. Allyn was sitting next to Aragorn, of course, but he didn't look too happy. After the meal, they disappeared into the woods.
Blaire rolled her eyes at this. She knew Allyn wouldn't do anything stupid, and if she did.Blaire would probably roll over laughing if her friend got knocked up.
She was a little disturbed however, when Legolas said he had to take care of something and walked into the woods alone.and didn't come back. A little while after he left, Allyn came storming back, grabbed her sleeping bag, and went right to sleep, although her mutters could be heard for a while after.
Intrigued by this chain of events, she moved next to Boromir and Gandalf. "What do you think is going on now?"
Gandalf snorted. "As if last night wasn't interesting enough. I'd say that Aragorn got a little too fresh with your friend, she got mad, and walked away. Legolas.I'm not sure. He seemed happy today," Gandalf paused long enough for Blaire to flush red, then continued, "But I don't know what his story is."
Boromir nodded. "Normally I'd say he was off with Gimli.but it doesn't appear as though that's the case. All I have to say is that if they're together, meaning Aragorn and Legolas, that's incredibly disgusting and I'd vote myself out of the Fellowship."
Gandalf coughed, and Blaire poked Boromir. "Well, you see dear, the Fellowship is already broken and-"
"Oh shut up, you knew what I meant," Boromir replied, and gave her a playful shove. The cat-fight following was beginning to be a lot of fun when Gimli sat up in his sleeping bag and yelled, "SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!"
Blaire and Boromir froze, then laughed. Suddenly the bushes rustled, twigs were heard snapping, and.out came Aragorn, sword drawn. "What? What is it? I heard shouting, where's the danger?"
Blaire, Gandalf, and Boromir cracked up. Aragorn sighed and sheathed his sword, shaking his head, and then out of the bushes came Legolas, bow and arrow ready, and nearly tackling Aragorn. He tripped and managed to recover, but the entire chain reaction was too much for Blaire. She fell back and laughed herself to tears, nearly choking at points.
She stopped immediately when she noticed Legolas and Aragorn glaring at her. She gave them a sweet innocent smile.
Aragorn muttered something to himself, then laid down on the ground and went to sleep. Legolas and Blaire got in a staring contest, which Blaire of course lost. The elf grinned and he too hit the sack.
The staring contest wouldn't have been all that important to Blaire if she hadn't noticed something very interesting about Legolas' attire. She went to bed, still thinking about what exactly that meant, and decided to discuss it with Allyn in the morning.
Allyn awoke to the smell of something burning. She also thought she smelled coffee, which meant that Aragorn had gotten over his laziness and dug it out of his saddlebags.
She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around. Aragorn said a quiet good morning to her, and she was about to reply when she remembered that she was horribly annoyed with him.
She was only the second one awake, so she decided to go find that creek she'd found last night and quickly wash up. She stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked away.
Through the woods, turning left and right at certain marked trees, and finally making her way to the creek, Allyn found herself even more mad at Aragorn today than she had been last night. The nerve! How dare he ask her that?
She was surprised to find Blaire there, washing out a pair of pants. Blaire looked up when she saw Allyn. "Good morning," she said pleasantly.
Allyn raised an eyebrow and replied, "It might be for you, but certainly not for me."
"I noticed that you were mad when you came back last night, but I figured you didn't want to talk about it right then. What happened?"
"Aragorn told me that he wasn't happy with the parameters of our relationship, and that we should widen them. He said that he wanted to 'prove his love for me.' Now what on earth do you suppose that means?"
"That is a really nice way of saying that he wants in your pants."
"Yeah. So I told him that there was no way and that if he really wanted to 'prove his love for me,' he wouldn't push the issue and I'd forget he said anything. And then I walked away."
Blaire nodded. "I'm glad. That would have totally sucked if you'd gotten knocked up while we were here."
"Blaire!"
"I'm just kidding." They were quiet for a minute, and then Blaire said, "I saw something interesting last night."
"Oh really?"
"When Aragorn came to save the day last night after he heard 'shouting,' I got into a staring contest with Legolas. But I noticed something very odd during this staring contest. And it could mean a lot of different things."
"Well? What was it?"
"Aragorn came back wearing Legolas' pants, and Legolas came back wearing Aragorn's pants. And, Legolas' belt was undone."
Allyn looked at Blaire. She merely nodded. "Oh dear."
"That's what I was thinking. So now the question is, what do we do about it?"
"Well what can we do? I mean, we can't prove anything."
"Well no, but what I saw should be enough. I mean, come on, look at that. That should give a pretty good idea of what went on out there."
Allyn began pounding her fist into her palm threateningly. "I'm gonna kill him! I am gonna go back there and beat his face to a pulp."
"But Bren, castration with a dull spoon is so much more tempting."
Allyn laughed. "Okay, so what are we really gonna do?"
"Confront them?"
"Oh yeah, great idea Sar, just walk up to him and say, you're sleeping with Legolas aren't you? That'll be pleasant."
Blaire looked thoughtful. "We could tell the rest of the group. I'm sure they'd be willing to do something. At least Boromir would. Ooh, you should have heard him last night."
Allyn thought for a minute. It probably would do them some good to tell everyone else.but then it could also create some problems for the broken- Fellowship members. Oh well, it was their fault for screwing each other in the first place! "Okay. We go back and tell the Fellowship."
Hmmm, what could it be? Keep reading and find out. And thanks for the reviews!
