"So, how'd it go?" Sarah asked, barely able to contain her eagerness.
"Er..they're making me go on some quest thing."
Sarah furrowed her brow in thought.
"Hmm, this will be difficult.." She murmured. Tom grabbed her by the shoulders.
"WHAT will be difficult?"
Sarah shrugged, like it didn't concern her greatly.
"Nothing really, just that if you leave on your quest before the lightning hits, well,.."
"What? WHAT?"
"We'll be seperated and you might be beheaded by some silly Orc or other."
Tom's eyes bugged out. They frantically rolled around to take in one last glance of Lady Arwen's private quarters before Tom promptly fainted. Sarah gave a small tut and a sigh, heaving Tom up onto the bed. She stared at him a moment, before blowing a strand of elvin hair out of her face.
"Really, it's nothing to fall to pieces over.."
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Meanwhile, Aragorn son of Arathorn had a plan. He had been shocked and dismayed at the council; so many had beaten him to proclaim their love to the ringbearer! Sure, he was in love with Arwen, but on the way to Imladris things had well, changed. He found himself being more and more possessive about Frodo when Ringwraiths were about, especially when that stupid wraith had tried to grab a feel with HIS hobbit! Served him right, being set on fire like that.
Anywho, the "plan" was very direct and straightforward, and was devised using the "K.I.S.S. method. 'Keep It Simple Stupid'. Riding on this theory, the fabeled King of Gondor decided to one by one pick off the other suitors along the journey. I mean, there were soo many Orcs, wasn't it a shame there was no one there to save Boromir? Eventually, Aragorn planned to single-handedly pick off the most threatening and downward. Starting with Boromir, then Legolas, Gimli, and the other offending hobbits. Dunno though, might keep them around as pets.
Further scheming was ripped from his mind however when that stupid messenger elf barged into his room. Erestor, wasn't it? Anywho..
"Estel, Lord Elrond wishes to inquire as to why you were absent at dinner this evening, and whether or not you were too busy screwing around with his daughter to remember your appointment with HIM."
Aragorn stared.
"I'm KIDDING, I'm kidding..Man you mortals can't take a joke.."
Cue embarrassed silence.
"Uh...yeah. Lord Elrond wants you up in his place, pronto."
With that he turned and left.
Aragorn growled and slammed his fist on the wall.
"GODDAMMIT!" He yelled. Why couldn't that bastard leave him alone? It wasn't enough that his adoptive father was GAY, but must he try and release his 'urges' on him? Really, had Elrond ever heard of 'subtle', or 'seduction' for that matter? But, being the Kingy King that he was, Aragorn shrugged his shoulders, more flattered than anything. He rumaged through the underwear drawer, pausing when he reached a pair of boxers that read 'Kiss me! I'm Elvish!' on them.
"What the hell? These are Legolas's.." Suddenly Aragorn remembered that certain evening. "Oh." He continued to rumage until he located the red briefs. Satin, and snug. He began to change when..
"Heeey Aragorn! What's..AHHHHHHHH!AHHH!AH!OH! OH MY, THAT SHOULDN'T LOOK LIKE THAT!!!!"
Hobbit #2 (as we know him Pip) had wandered into Aragorn's room, wanting to know when the quest thing was going to start. He ended up finding out much more..
(TBC)
A/N: Ook, this is definitely not one of my better fics, mostly because I'm typing, just typing like a.*smack* Sry, personal problems. Anywho, I have no real plot idea for this, suggestions are welcome and will be welcomed with open arms. Please please review, then at least I know there are other humans out there. Some personal humor in this chap, not much though. Will continue.
"Er..they're making me go on some quest thing."
Sarah furrowed her brow in thought.
"Hmm, this will be difficult.." She murmured. Tom grabbed her by the shoulders.
"WHAT will be difficult?"
Sarah shrugged, like it didn't concern her greatly.
"Nothing really, just that if you leave on your quest before the lightning hits, well,.."
"What? WHAT?"
"We'll be seperated and you might be beheaded by some silly Orc or other."
Tom's eyes bugged out. They frantically rolled around to take in one last glance of Lady Arwen's private quarters before Tom promptly fainted. Sarah gave a small tut and a sigh, heaving Tom up onto the bed. She stared at him a moment, before blowing a strand of elvin hair out of her face.
"Really, it's nothing to fall to pieces over.."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * *
Meanwhile, Aragorn son of Arathorn had a plan. He had been shocked and dismayed at the council; so many had beaten him to proclaim their love to the ringbearer! Sure, he was in love with Arwen, but on the way to Imladris things had well, changed. He found himself being more and more possessive about Frodo when Ringwraiths were about, especially when that stupid wraith had tried to grab a feel with HIS hobbit! Served him right, being set on fire like that.
Anywho, the "plan" was very direct and straightforward, and was devised using the "K.I.S.S. method. 'Keep It Simple Stupid'. Riding on this theory, the fabeled King of Gondor decided to one by one pick off the other suitors along the journey. I mean, there were soo many Orcs, wasn't it a shame there was no one there to save Boromir? Eventually, Aragorn planned to single-handedly pick off the most threatening and downward. Starting with Boromir, then Legolas, Gimli, and the other offending hobbits. Dunno though, might keep them around as pets.
Further scheming was ripped from his mind however when that stupid messenger elf barged into his room. Erestor, wasn't it? Anywho..
"Estel, Lord Elrond wishes to inquire as to why you were absent at dinner this evening, and whether or not you were too busy screwing around with his daughter to remember your appointment with HIM."
Aragorn stared.
"I'm KIDDING, I'm kidding..Man you mortals can't take a joke.."
Cue embarrassed silence.
"Uh...yeah. Lord Elrond wants you up in his place, pronto."
With that he turned and left.
Aragorn growled and slammed his fist on the wall.
"GODDAMMIT!" He yelled. Why couldn't that bastard leave him alone? It wasn't enough that his adoptive father was GAY, but must he try and release his 'urges' on him? Really, had Elrond ever heard of 'subtle', or 'seduction' for that matter? But, being the Kingy King that he was, Aragorn shrugged his shoulders, more flattered than anything. He rumaged through the underwear drawer, pausing when he reached a pair of boxers that read 'Kiss me! I'm Elvish!' on them.
"What the hell? These are Legolas's.." Suddenly Aragorn remembered that certain evening. "Oh." He continued to rumage until he located the red briefs. Satin, and snug. He began to change when..
"Heeey Aragorn! What's..AHHHHHHHH!AHHH!AH!OH! OH MY, THAT SHOULDN'T LOOK LIKE THAT!!!!"
Hobbit #2 (as we know him Pip) had wandered into Aragorn's room, wanting to know when the quest thing was going to start. He ended up finding out much more..
(TBC)
A/N: Ook, this is definitely not one of my better fics, mostly because I'm typing, just typing like a.*smack* Sry, personal problems. Anywho, I have no real plot idea for this, suggestions are welcome and will be welcomed with open arms. Please please review, then at least I know there are other humans out there. Some personal humor in this chap, not much though. Will continue.
