Thanks so much for the reviews, I'm glad someone's reading this! Okay, we now find out who the others are!



Legolas stood rooted to the spot, oblivious to all the random exclamations in the crowd around him. Galadriel. He didn't want to be Galadriel. He didn't even like Galadriel. She creeped him out.

Next to him, Glorfindel tore up his envelope in frustration. "No! No! No! No! No! No! No!" He muttered. "I do not want to be that evil murderous female!"

Legolas moved away from the slightly berserk Elf, feeling a tinge of sympathy for him, and went to find out about the rest of his friends.

He found Aragorn staring at his unopened envelope, his hands shaking uncontrollably. "I don't want to find out," he whispered. Arwen finally got frustrated with him and snatched the envelope from him, ripping it open.

"There," she said with satisfaction, "You're Frodo!"

Aragorn sighed in relief. "I was afraid I'd end up a woman!" he said, "What kind of future King wears a dress?"

Arwen looked ready to begin a lecture on Women's Rights, and Legolas left the place wondering whom she was to play and feeling sorry for the poor soul. Little did he know that he was feeling sorry for himself.

Boromir was bawling in a corner, hunched up. "Can you believe this?" he asked Legolas when he came over, "I am me! I, Boromir son of Denethor, am myself! Where's the fun in that? I'll probably die, too!"

Legolas shook his head sympathetically, and was about to say something when Gimli waltzed over.

"I'm the luckiest man.er Dwarf.er, Elf. in the world! La la la!" He sang. "I'm Celeborn! I'm married to-"

Legolas cut him off dryly, deciding to burst someone's balloon. "Me. I'm Galadriel, Dwarfy."

Gimli looked outraged and upset. "But I thought." he trailed off, pouting.

That looked so weird that Legolas turned his attention elsewhere.

Sam was sitting as close as he could to Glorfindel and apparently professing his love for her. him. Glorfindel was not happy, but was playing along because the Hobbit had threatened to concuss him if he didn't.

"Do you remember when we first met?" he asked.

"Er, no." replied Sam, "But I, Aragorn, will try and remember. maybe if I chewed on some weeds or something."

Arwen stepped in between the two. "How dare you question him?" she asked a shocked Glorfindel. "He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. You owe him your immortality."

Celeborn chose that moment to come along, and he addressed Glorfindel. "Arwen! I will not have you talking to that ruffian!"

"But he is Aragorn!" said the real Arwen.

"I do not sound like that," muttered Legolas disgustedly, walking away.

Not too far from them was a figure covered with a white cloth. Legolas lifted the cloth, curiosity overcoming the sudden fear that it might be a fangirl.

"Frodo? What are you doing?"

"I'm Glorfindel, so I'm pretending not to exist!"

Merry Brandybuck was following Aragorn around everywhere, holding what appeared to be a frying pan.

"Mister Frodo!" he called after the man, "Mister Frodo, are you hungry? Thirsty? Tired? Sleepy?"

"Leave me alone, Sam!" snapped Aragorn.

"I know you feel that way, Frodo," said Merry. "But it's for your own good, you know! And you know what Gandalf said- always feed him Samiadoc Gamgybuck!"

Aragorn almost laughed, but then remembering how little Frodo does of that, stopped and only stared amusedly.

"YOU CAN'T CHANGE YOUR NAME!" snapped Elrond, coming over. "You stick to the name given to you. NO OBJECTIONS!!!" He then threw a bucket of water at the two of them and laughed madly as he ran away, looking very ridiculous.

Galadriel floated, or rather stomped over, looking furious for some reason. "I'm a Dwarf!" she said fiercely, looking Legolas in the eye, "Get out of my way, Elf!"

"I'm Galadriel, you know," Legolas said, almost impulsively.

The Elven queen looked ecstatic. "I'm your biggest fan, my lady," she squealed in that same gruff voice, but she was interrupted there by a loud crash and the sound of glass breaking.

"Oops!" said Gandalf, looking at the table and cringing.

Pippin Took scurried over holding a long wooden stick, a grumpy look on his face. "Fool of a Took!" He declared, jumping up to pull on Gandalf's ear.

"Owwwww!" roared the wizard.

"STAY IN CHARACTER! NO OBJECTIONS!" bellowed Elrond, before running over to shake hands excitedly with Gandalf. "Nice one!"

Legolas rolled his eyes. If he was supposed to be in character already.

"Oh Gimli dear."



Alrighty then, just to recap, Legolas is Galadriel, Galadriel is Gimli, Gimli is Celeborn, Celeborn is Elrond, Elrond is Merry, Merry is Sam, Sam is Aragorn, Aragorn is Frodo, Frodo is Glorfindel, Glorfindel is Arwen, Arwen is Legolas.

That leaves Pippin as Gandalf and Gandalf as Pippin. Poor Boromir is himself! Tell me what you think!

Perhaps I'll put Figwit in later. next time, our ol' pals get into costume! And someone dies!

Thanks again for bothering to read this!