a/n: i just decided to dedicate the rest of the story to, jointly, "wednesday" and tolkien. oh and to answer a couple of the reviews, i KNOW everyone's disappointed that i cut legolas' hair, but really. come on. there's still a lot left to be wowed by. WOW. and also, if you would like to know where i got the idea for his new haircut, cut and paste these babies into your browser:

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(sometimes the site is down cos of excessive viewing ::wink::) yeah that second one is probably what he'll end up with cos DAMN that shivers me timbers! SHEEZ! like a male sinead o'connor, which makes him hot. ^o~ wink wink. this is what i want in life. anyways, yeah, so that's the hair thing. and also about everlease's little out burst, it actually wasn't that long. when i start yelling about crap i go beserk. this is a trait that everlease and i would share. except i'm even more long winded. trust me i edit this stuff forever before it comes up here. it probably was even longer. i just don't remember. but i do appreciate the constructive criticism and ask for you to keep it up because i do take your suggestions and thoughts on my story into deep consideration. thank you very much! KEEP VOTING FOR YOUR FAVOURITE NON LEGOLAS CHARACTER!! thanks.

Legolas and Shawn sat quietly in traffic on the way to Jane and Marie's abode. Legolas kept trying to think of what Everlease had called the music in her car. Or rather, what made the music. He knew it ended in an e-o sound. But that was days ago. And there was no music in this car. Shawn hummed to himself, and Legolas thought perhaps he was wondering the same thing--why was there no music in this car?

Almost answering Legolas' thought, Shawn suddenly mumbled, "Bear really ought to get a CD player in here."

"What, is that the music?" Legolas asked, with out self conscious.

"Yep, Douglas, sure is." Shawn stared through the dirty glass in front of him. "But I can sing a Bjork song for you if you want," he offered, smiling up at Legolas.

Legolas caught the word 'orc' and shook his head. He didn't know what a bjork was but he was pretty sure he didn't want to hear one of it's songs. He thought for a moment, racking his brain for another Everlease term. "What about...Dashboard?" he tried.

"Confessional?" Shawn finished.

"Yes, that is was it was!" Legolas exclaimed, suprised and happy to have gotten it right.

Shawn smiled into the leopard steering wheel cover. "Saaay, girl!" he whined. "You turnin emo on me? You look like a punk!"

Legolas stared blankly at him.

Shawn stared at him briefly with a humourously concerned look on his small face, then back at the road to manage the wheel around and around to the right, forcing the car to move with it. Turning in these cars still made Legolas nervous. If everything depended on that one little wheel that Shawn was fooling with now, he knew right then and there that he could never 'drive' one of these cars.

The car turned again and they were in a small village of cottages, much like the village where Shawn lived. Legolas glanced around, trying to see through all the filmy windows. "This is their neighbourhood," Shawn murmured. Legolas noted the word: neighbourhood, not village, neighbourhood. Must get it right. "I live in the next one over." So they were similiar. Legolas found that he was starting to wear on his own nerves, trying to learn everything without any help from anyone.

They pulled up in the path of a cottage not unlike that of Shawn. "They're renting this house, but renting to buy or something like that." Shawn rolled his eyes, and murmured an inaudible word, which was difficult to do, with Legolas' keen ears. He also made a note that he used the word house, not cottage.

They walked up to the door and Shawn pressed a small button. This triggered some bell like device somewhere in the house. Presently the door was pulled open by a girl about Shawn's size. Her face was round and flat; her green eyes were narrow, and judgemental and slanted. Her mouth was small and pursed, and had a small ring it, as did her small round nose. Her hair was quite short and toned red and gold. Legolas especially marvelled at this. He had never seen hair grow two toned less it be for turning grey or white. He found it quite beautiful. Her expression was one of carelessness and dislike, and her clothes were fitted. She, like Bear, had small tattoos covering many regions of her skin.

Meanwhile, her stony mouth had pursed into a tight smile, and she held out her arms and embraced Shawn. Legolas smiled at these two small people's embrace. He found peace and beauty in them at that moment, and figured they might be akin to one another.

"Evil!!" she exclaimed and dragged him into the house, pushing the door shut. Legolas might have been left on the porch if not for the small hand of Shawn reaching back to grab Legolas in, too. When Legolas had safely been dragged into the front hall, she noticed him.

"Mm, hi!" she smiled briskly and held out her hand. "I'm Jane, who are you?"

Legolas could feel her cold approach ringing from her pores. He carefully slipped his hand into hers and gave it a little shake as he had seen Bear do with Sandy. "My name is--"

"Douglas," Shawn finished. Jane jerked her hand away, then grimaced and rolled her eyes.

"Oh, you are such a loser. You finally found somebody else named Douglas and now you drag him around everywhere just so you can say that. That's so stupid." Jane marched off, running her fingers through her hair.

Legolas stared after her in disbelief, and in this he was not alone. Another girl walked past her and watched her huff away with a look of pure amusement and slight annoyance. "Don't mind her, she's such a bitch," the girl said laughingly as she approached. Shawn smiled, and even at this strange term Legolas found himself smiling. Bitch. The sound of it seemed to suit her perfectly.

"I heard that Marie! You're the bitch!" called Jane almost jokingly from somewhere in the house.

Marie rolled her eyes. "Hi, Douglas," she drawled, smiling at Shawn, then glancing back at Legolas again. "I'm Marie, and I promise, I'm not a bitch. At least, not like that. Hey you like the Ramones? That's bad ass. I do, too!" she squealed, giving him a look of interest. Her hair was a light blonde, not unlike his own, but she had a haircut similiar to Jane's. Her eyes were large and blue and understanding, and her mouth was warm and smiling, showing perfectly white teeth. She was taller than Shawn, but shorter than himself. Marie was not deathly thin, though, as Everlease had been. Marie had a shape to her, but just enough to make her look warm and friendly. He noticed her shirt, like Sandy's, said "The Clash." Legolas decided that he was going to have to ask somebody about this "Clash."

Legolas nearly blushed at her question. He didn't know whether or not to tell her that he had no idea who or what the Ramones were. He finally decided on the truth. "In all honesty, this belongs to Bear," he said, indicating the shirt.

"Figures," she laughed, more at Shawn than Legolas. "Hey, um, are we still going over to Bear's tonight?" Shawn nodded, examining his short fingernails. "Well then we better get going." She walked towards the door, but Shawn threw up his little arm as a block.

"Not so fast, Douglas!" he crooned. Marie looked taken aback. "Bear picked up some Ren Fest faerie and took her home so I'm tryin to go real slow here," he explained. Marie smiled and raised her eyebrows. "You see?" Shawn smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, I see. We don't need to go see him making nana with a faerie," Marie embellished with comically wide eyes and a big grin. She laughed loudly and Shawn snickered, and Legolas laughed too, because it sounded like it should be laughed at. The whole sentence just sounded odd.

At this point, Jane chose to walk up with a small bag and a small smile. "Wait wait wait, who's doing a faerie? Are you guys making fun of Tristan again?"

"Naw, Bear found a little peice of faerie tail at the Ren Fest. Woah--" she stopped.

"Fairy tale!" they screamed simultaenously, and whooped with laughter at their own hilarity, holding onto each other for support as they weakened into little fits of giggling. Legolas laughed at the pun, though he didn't quite understand why it was this funny. He looked over at Shawn, and was suprised to see Shawn's lips clamped together and his shoulders shaking in laughter. Legolas had not yet seen Shawn actually laugh at something.

At any rate, they walked out to the car, Jane shoving past Legolas and Marie to get in the front seat of the car with Shawn. Marie rolled her eyes and walked around the car shaking her head and smiling at Legolas. They got in the back and shut the doors.

Suddenly Shawn exploded from the vehicle and ran to the front door of the house and began to beat on it. "Oh good Lord," Jane muttered, clearly exasperated. "What the hell do you need in there!" she screamed as she pulled the tiny beating Shawn away from her door.

"I gotta call Satan and Rita," Shawn explained, gasping in alarm.

"Well why the fuck didn't you do that a minute ago you idiot?" she cried, and unlocked the door. He raced in and away. Jane marched back to the car with her hands on her hips, got in, and slammed the door, red faced.

"What, did he have to piss or something?" Marie asked.

"OK, no! Shit head decides he just has to call Phil right this moment. He's all beatin the fuckin door down, little asshole." Jane crossed her arms.

Legolas thought for a moment, then said weakly, "I thought he said he had to call Satan and Rita."

"UGGGHHH," Jane moaned. "How retarded are you? Phil IS Satan, dumb ass." She waited a second, then turned around and stared at him, her thin eyebrows furrowed. She turned back and settled back into her seat. "I can't believe you're friends with Shawn. What, did you like just meet him today, or something?"

Legolas opened his mouth to answer but nothing came to mind to say, so he shut his mouth. At that moment he realized Marie had leaned forward to Jane. "Look, you don't have to be such a bitch to him. Why don't you lay off the cocaine and try to be nice to people? You're turning out to be such a bitch. Maybe Gusto was right about you." Marie sat back, smiled, then winked at Legolas.

Jane turned around, and her face was full of fury. "OK, look. That is sooo crossing the line. If you bring up Gusto again I swear to God I will punch you right in your fucking face." She turned around again, and then Shawn got in the car.

"Hey, Gusto's gonna come tonight," Shawn announced, and started the car.

Legolas winced as Jane screamed and clawed at Shawn. Shawn seemed quite undaunted.

Marie only laughed. "Stupid bitch," she muttered.

"I CAN HEAR YOU!" Jane roared.

Marie scrunched up her face and stuck out her tongue, and Jane did something akin to that. Legolas stared from face to face and was smiling in amazement. This race of people was so foreign to him that he could hardly fit all their habits together. Maybe one day I'll understand all this, he thought positively. Something flew by his head, and Marie screamed. Or maybe not.

a/n: ugh it is late and i am so tired. and hungry! but i don't eat after dark, so i can't eat anything. crud i'm such a weirdo. ok i just basically added in my friend to this story and her friend that i don't like. you might be able to tell who is who. sooooooo yeah. ok i think i'm delirious. hey, and um VOTE FOR YOUR FAVOURITE NON LEGOLAS CHARACTER, WOOOOOO!