a/n: class, mistakes, you know the drill. you know, you just gotta realize how boring this school is. but next week i will escape into the local college twice a week, and i will only come here twice a week, and i will have one day off, monday. so every week, i have given myself a three day weekend. lord, i am a genius. (but i am nothing to tolkein's genius.) of course. oh yeah.... and i don't own the ramones. (thank god). and i don't own shawn. my friend does. shawn is exactly like this, i swear. most of this stuff i have seen him do and say. anyways, oh yeah, VOTE FOR YOUR FAVOURITE CHARACTER BESIDES LEGOLAS. kisses, sarah.
When they pulled up and parked, Legolas got out and glanced over the sea of cars, and 'trucks.' He shut the car door and breathed in deeply. He heard a knock on the window from inside the car. Shawn was knocking rapidly on the window in alarm. Legolas opened the car door hurridly, and Shawn tumbled out onto Legolas' feet. Bear jumped out of the car and slammed the door. "Oh, would you get him off the frickin ground?" he moaned.
Legolas helped Shawn off the ground, and once on his feet, Shawn hung pathetically on Legolas. Bear laughed. "He wants you to pick him up."
Legolas pushed Shawn away, closed his door, and walked after Bear. Shawn gave a small smile and ran and jumped on Bear's back. Bear heaved him up and laughed loudly. When Legolas caught up to them, Shawn smiled smugly at him and clung to Bear's neck. When they were near the grass, Shawn slithered down Bear's back and walked beside him as though nothing had taken place.
Shawn had been here just last week, but Bear didn't know that. Shawn walked up to one of the actors that wandered around, a scantily clad girl with faerie wings. Shawn put his arm around her waist and smiled at her. "Saaaay, girl!"
Bear looked at Legolas and shrugged. "You can't take him anywhere," Bear said, and reminded himself of his mother. They walked over to the faerie and Shawn.
"Hello, there, traveller!" she chirped to Shawn. "My name is May-Bloom, what praytell is yours?"
"Baby, my name's Douglas," Shawn whined fantastically and she smiled.
Legolas looked questioningly at Bear. Bear rolled his eyes, and leaned over to Legolas. "Douglas was the name of his manager at Circuit City. I'm telling you, this boy is obsessed! He needs to get laid but not using the fuckin name Douglas!" Legolas looked at him blankly.
"Would Lord Douglas care to join me for a midday meal?" Shawn nuzzled into her shoulder, and mewed like a cat. "And who are miLord's friends?" she asked, noticing the other two. Her eyes lighted first on Legolas, and then on Bear. And it was there her eyes stayed.
Legolas disregarded this and stepped foward to bow but before he even put forth his other foot, Bear had stuck his hand out and was shaking her hand. "My name's Bear," he said cordially, grinning in mock shyness. She broke free from Shawn and stood directly in front of Bear.
"I'm Sandy," she giggled. Legolas looked down at her bare feet and saw that she was drawing a little circle in the dirt with her toe. Suddenly Shawn collided against him, forcing him to take a few steps backward. Shawn turned him and they walked.
"We go this way," Shawn mumbled.
"What? Why?" Legolas asked.
"They want to make the babies come," Shawn mumbled, a quick smile flashing across his face. "We go this way," he stated again. So they walked on and Shawn would whistle any woman whose legs showed, and any time he saw a man whose legs showed, he would croon, "Saaaaay, girl!" Legolas found that he liked his companion for his wit, though he was never sure what would escape from his small mouth next.
Legolas discovered that it was comfortable to jam his hands into the pockets of the 'jeans' and allow his posture to fail. He did this alternately on and off, for the pros and cons. It felt comfortable, but it made him feel useless. He finally decided that he was useless, and jammed his hands deep in the pockets, and walked next to Shawn awkwardly, as Shawn was a full 8 inches shorter than him.
Suddenly, everything looked familiar. This was the gazeebo near Everlease's booth. Legolas wanted to run, but he had to stay with Shawn. Someone had to protect that boy, otherwise he could get himself killed. But Shawn was headed right for her booth. Legolas stopped. Shawn stopped. He wandered back to Legolas and whispered, "Be right back." Legolas nodded, and went to sit near the gazeebo so he could keep an eye on Shawn. His keen ears picked up their voices on the wind.
Shawn sluffed his way over to the booth. Everlease had her back turned, so he pushed aside a lot of the knick knacks and trinkets, and climbed atop the table, and then over, where he collapsed. Everlease then turned around. "Evil Johnny!" she exclaimed, and pulled the small figure up. Legolas crained his neck to see around a especially large woman. The two small persons hugged. Everlease asked him how he was doing and Shawn replied so softly (after his usual manner) that Legolas could not decipher his exact words. Whatever it was, Everlease said, "Ohhhh, I'm sorry. Why'd you quit?" Legolas rolled his eyes. This Circuit City must be a fabulously wonderful place to live.
For whatever reason, Legolas glanced over his shoulder and into the trees. His glance turned to a gaze, and a gaze to a stare. There seemed to be a portal of wreathed in flame in the nearby woods, somewhere in a clearing. The more Legolas stared, he realized that it was the clearing where he had first awakened in this fell world. He started, drawn to it, and was about to stand up, when something sat down in his lap. He realized that it was Shawn. Shawn with a little smile on his face, big brown eyes looking at Legolas'. "I'm through," he sang. He then stood up and looked around, as though there was some calling for him.
Legolas thought a question: "Why did she call you Evil Johnny?" Legolas didn't stop to think that this would show that he had been listening to them speaking.
"That's m'name," Shawn said matter of factly, as though it were the simplest thing in the world.
Legolas sighed. Everlease or Mary? Beren or Bear? May-Bloom or Sandy? Shawn or Evil Johnny? Does everyone in this world have dual names? Legolas thought, exasperated. He noticed Shawn looking at him in a concerned way, with enormous brown eyes. He almost seemed to read Legolas' mind.
"You can be Douglas," he offered, squinting up at Legolas. They were quiet.
"No," he told Shawn's small upturned face. Shawn pouted.
"Come on," he mumbled, and grabbed Legolas' arm, "we go this way." Legolas followed reluctantly.
a/n: there you go, a whole nother chapter. they're fun to write though. sorry if they're short. but please remember to vote for your favourite non-legolas character!!!!!! love and kisses, sarah.