A/N: you thought I wouldn't continue....... you thought I was finished with this story..... well I'm not...... I'm back after my vacation and I'm ready to write more...... beware the Comeuppance of Merry from a most calculating and cruel mind........ a mind that has outlasted the centuries...... the mind of an angry elf............... oh! this chapter is mildly PG-13 just to warn you. Nothing serious.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the pranks that I thought up for this chapter. They're all mine. Urple is Camilla Sandmans. I'm just borrowing it briefly. For those who don't know what it is, it's the worst possible combination of pink and purple. Also, go read Camillas' storys. It's short I know but it's got lots of words.....
And thought are in '.......'
Legolas Retaliates
Merry woke up in his room at Brandy Hall and looked out the window. It was raining.
"Ohhh.......... Now I can't go outside and see what Estella thinks about me liking her...... I wonder what it was that Frodo said when he went out the window? Something about a 'canard'............ Well, might as well go get breakfast." His feet swung over the side of his bed and immediatly came in contact with something. A sticky something. When he pulled his foot up it stayed on his foot. Or, actually, his foot stayed on the floor. In contact with mud, thick urple dye, lots of honey and melted sugar mixed with glue and tar. As he went to get up, he noticed that his hair just wasn't all there...... (I thought it was his brain that wasn't all there......) A tuft was hanging in his eyes. He blew it up. Wait...... He pulled it back. It was dyed vomit-green and booger yellow and poop brown. Complete with smell. He got up and went to his wardrobe to pick out some clothes for the day. There were no clothes. 'Did I just think that things couldn't get worse?' All he was wearing was some whipped cream and strawberries in... um..... stratigic places. Wait! there was some fabric in the closet. Oh.... just that goofy hat with the propeller on it..... painted hot pink and maroon. Well it was something.... He pulled it on and chanced a look in the mirror. He immediatly wished he hadn't. His face had been smeared with red dye and he had on black lipstick, black blush and mascara. Black nailpolish adorned his fingernails and orange stripes had been painted on his face. And were those feathers on his arm? Uh-oh.... he had been tarred and feathered. he moaned and staggered to the washroom to clean up. Then he met another suprise. Or, the suprise met him in the form of a scowling and angry elf with hair dyed red. He looked down. Only to see his foot-hairs. Dyed urple.
"I wouldn't try and wash any of that off. I'll just become brighter. Goodbye." said the elf.... who happened to be Legolas. He ran in the direction of Merry's room. Merry himself stood there for a minute, blinking. Well, maybe it was five minutes..... He walked back to his room slowely. and when he got there, he wished he had just stayed in the washroom. All of his stuff was connected by string. Only an elf would be able to move around it, but Merry didn't notice that. All he noticed was the giant spiderweb that his room had become. As he tried to navigate the strings, he bumped against one.
"Oops." All of the tings in his room came crashing down. Then, a tub of feathers up-ended over his head and stuck to the whipped cream. And it was still raining, but beyond the rain, the sun was shining brightly. Then, when he had just thought that things couldn't get any worse, they got worse. Much much worse. Estella came in. And he felt something rise and begin sticking out of the whipped cream... (if you can't figure that out, tell me.)
"OH!! I'll just be going now then, Merry...." Estella ran out the door.
A/N: should I stop there? Or should I come up with some more crafty scemes for Legolas to carry out on Merry? review with more pranks please..............
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the pranks that I thought up for this chapter. They're all mine. Urple is Camilla Sandmans. I'm just borrowing it briefly. For those who don't know what it is, it's the worst possible combination of pink and purple. Also, go read Camillas' storys. It's short I know but it's got lots of words.....
And thought are in '.......'
Legolas Retaliates
Merry woke up in his room at Brandy Hall and looked out the window. It was raining.
"Ohhh.......... Now I can't go outside and see what Estella thinks about me liking her...... I wonder what it was that Frodo said when he went out the window? Something about a 'canard'............ Well, might as well go get breakfast." His feet swung over the side of his bed and immediatly came in contact with something. A sticky something. When he pulled his foot up it stayed on his foot. Or, actually, his foot stayed on the floor. In contact with mud, thick urple dye, lots of honey and melted sugar mixed with glue and tar. As he went to get up, he noticed that his hair just wasn't all there...... (I thought it was his brain that wasn't all there......) A tuft was hanging in his eyes. He blew it up. Wait...... He pulled it back. It was dyed vomit-green and booger yellow and poop brown. Complete with smell. He got up and went to his wardrobe to pick out some clothes for the day. There were no clothes. 'Did I just think that things couldn't get worse?' All he was wearing was some whipped cream and strawberries in... um..... stratigic places. Wait! there was some fabric in the closet. Oh.... just that goofy hat with the propeller on it..... painted hot pink and maroon. Well it was something.... He pulled it on and chanced a look in the mirror. He immediatly wished he hadn't. His face had been smeared with red dye and he had on black lipstick, black blush and mascara. Black nailpolish adorned his fingernails and orange stripes had been painted on his face. And were those feathers on his arm? Uh-oh.... he had been tarred and feathered. he moaned and staggered to the washroom to clean up. Then he met another suprise. Or, the suprise met him in the form of a scowling and angry elf with hair dyed red. He looked down. Only to see his foot-hairs. Dyed urple.
"I wouldn't try and wash any of that off. I'll just become brighter. Goodbye." said the elf.... who happened to be Legolas. He ran in the direction of Merry's room. Merry himself stood there for a minute, blinking. Well, maybe it was five minutes..... He walked back to his room slowely. and when he got there, he wished he had just stayed in the washroom. All of his stuff was connected by string. Only an elf would be able to move around it, but Merry didn't notice that. All he noticed was the giant spiderweb that his room had become. As he tried to navigate the strings, he bumped against one.
"Oops." All of the tings in his room came crashing down. Then, a tub of feathers up-ended over his head and stuck to the whipped cream. And it was still raining, but beyond the rain, the sun was shining brightly. Then, when he had just thought that things couldn't get any worse, they got worse. Much much worse. Estella came in. And he felt something rise and begin sticking out of the whipped cream... (if you can't figure that out, tell me.)
"OH!! I'll just be going now then, Merry...." Estella ran out the door.
A/N: should I stop there? Or should I come up with some more crafty scemes for Legolas to carry out on Merry? review with more pranks please..............