To the seven wonderful people who have reviewed: thankyou! I have never got
so many reviews at one time in my life! Tells ya what sort of life I've
got. I don't get many reviews.
Anyways, in answer to your comments:
Little-lost-one: I'm adding more, see!
Erendis: I guess you're right about mentioning the fanfic. (Note: I don't take criticism very well even if it's constructive so apologies in advance if I do or say anything horrible. Comes from being a Scorpio I guess.)
Captain-Emily: I thought the jewelry making thing was clever too. Sorry, I don't think there's going to be any more about Henry VIII. However! I have plans for Gimli and karaoke. Don't give up on me yet.
Harlequin: I'm writing more! Now!
Devin-Jamie: what the? I think you've got the wrong fanfic. Thanks for the review anyway.
Begora John: Welsh is horrible isn't it? I got back from Europe about a week ago and saw the welsh in Wales and thought: .well, I didn't really think. But it was still vvvvvvv confusing.
The Nameless One: I'm writing more! But would you please tell me your name? So then I can stop calling you the Nameless One and everyone's happy.
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"YOU'RE JOKING!" The four hobbits and Gimli were seated around the kitchen table, staring open-mouthed at Legolas and Aragorn, who were both, very impressively, managing to keep a straight face.
"We are not joking. We have been informed by a very reliable source that Sarah Michelle Gellar will be at the pool today, in a bikini, doing a demonstration on mining." Legolas didn't say that the 'very reliable source' was actually the local gossip magazine.
"But there's no mine at the pool." Gimli was looking suspicious.
"They filled it in especially for today. She's giving out signed photos. This is a one in a million opportunity. If we get to the pool and she's not there then you can hate us for the rest of your lives and we'll go home via the kebab shop. Come on, we have to get there early to get a good space!"
The hobbits and Gimli rushed out the front door and into the car, with cries of "Come on, we're gonna miss her!" and other things. Stage One of Operation Atlantis was successful. Having secured them in the car, Aragorn cautiously walked down the hall and entered the Dark Pit, The Black Hole of Indian Takeaway, the Chamber of Dirty Socks. Also known as Gandalf's bedroom.
"Gandalf, we're going to the pool. You wanna come?"
"Dippy birds!"
"What?"
Gandalf pointed excitedly at the computer screen, which showed lots of brightly coloured adds for casinos and weight-loss programs, as well as an article about how wonderful dippy birds were and how to sell them. (A/N if you don't know what dippy birds are, your life is devoid of a wonderful source of happiness. I can't really explain what they are, but I'll try to do a drawing at the end of the fanfic.)
"I'm going to sell dippy birds and become a millionaire!"
Legolas poked his head around the door and saw the computer screen. "Oh. My. God. You haven't."
"I have. Ten thousand dippy birds are being flown across the Atlantic Ocean as we speak."
"Gandalf, do you remember what happened last time? You ordered five thousand packets of paper maché rings and we've still got at least two thousand stowed in the loft. Frodo only stopped having psychiatric fits last year. The only reason we don't have all of them still is because you worked out that they're good as gum and gave out free samples to the high school down the road. And where the hell are you gonna get the money for all these?"
"I have my sources. Stop worrying. You'll be worse than Elrond soon, the way you're going."
"Take that back. Now."
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The car journey was rather quiet, since Legolas was busy convincing himself that he wasn't turning into Elrond, Aragorn was concentrating on driving, and both of them were preparing themselves for the next stage of Operation Atlantis. The hobbits and Gimli were relatively quiet too, gibbering at a minimum volume out of consideration for the others.
Finding a park in the swimming pool parking lot could have been counted as a quest all by itself. By the time they found a place to park, Legolas' generous mood had completely disintegrated and the only reason he hadn't gone insane was the thought of putting the hobbits and Gimli through the torture of a swimming lesson.
But of course, they had to get in to the actual pool.
"Need food," Merry and Pippin announced suddenly.
Legolas stared at them in disbelief. "You only had breakfast an hour ago!"
"And anyway, you're not supposed to eat right before you-" Aragorn was cut off by a swift kick in the shins and the use of the Death Glare by Legolas and shut up. Luckily the others hadn't noticed, as they seemed to be too busy talking about Sarah Michelle Gellar.
"Drink machines!" Not even the thought of SMG in a bikini within 500m of them could take Merry's or Pippin's mind off food. Uh-uh. No way.
The rest of the group exchanged exasperated looks: after all, they'd had to put up with Merry and Pippin doing things like this before, since they were all effectively immortal as a reward for saving Middle-earth, except for Legolas because he was immortal anyway. And after about 5000 years of knowing the rest of the Fellowship he knew it was definitely a punishment cos the Valar were mad at him for something he'd done on the quest. Maybe he shouldn't have had that orc killing contest with Gimli. After all, the Lord says love thy neighbour.
The pool cashier looked at them curiously. It wasn't every day that a group consisting of a midget, two children with a foot hair problem, what looked like a large, muscly dog and a blond spunk turned up to go to the pool. Legolas had suddenly remembered why he didn't go to public places that often. The sight of someone trying to chat you up while selling plastic floaties and goggles and being half intoxicated by chlorine fumes can be a strange and rather unnerving sight.
Two adults, two children and a concession pass later (Legolas had panicked when asked about Gimli, and had decided to go for the politically correct route, since he did look sort of old in human terms) they were inside The Swimming Pool Centre.
Frodo, Sam and Gimli were took one look at the pool. No SMG. No mines. No celebrities of any sort. The penny dropped.
"Hey! There's no SMG here! Where is she?"
"Where's the mine?"
"Where's Merry and Pippin?"
"Calm down you three and hurry up, you're going to be late for your swimming lesson."
"Swimming lesson? SWIMMING?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Frodo shrieked. Before they had a chance to explain he was about 6m up the tallest thing he could see, which happened to be one of those lifesaver deckchairs that is totally inappropriate in a pool. Aragorn was getting nervous: psychotic Frodo was something he definitely hadn't planned on when he agreed to help Legolas. Legolas however had an expression of evil, cunning, and revenge on his face, and was also grinning crazily. Aragorn made a mental note to never, ever help any elf with a cunning plan without finding out exactly what they planned to do first.
"Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaa, precious! They're going to take you away, precious, and make me going swimming precious!" Frodo made a mental note to say "I told you so" to the other three hobbits because getting jobs as actors for Shakespeare was actually paying off and he'd been the one who'd thought of it in the first place. Unfortunately, he hadn't counted on the complete impossibility of trying to fool an elf.
"For goodness' sake Frodo, get down from there, you might hurt yourself and if it gets knocked over you might fall into the pool."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, precious.?" Frodo sounded a lot less unsure, and now that Legolas had mentioned it there was quite a large possibility that someone could accidentally knock over the chair. Maybe he should get down.
"You're making a scene and you're not fooling anyone with the 'precious' talk. Get down here. Look," Legolas' voice suddenly turned very icy, "You can get into the pool the easy way or the hard way, which involves me 'accidentally' tripping over this chair and sending you flying straight into the middle of the pool where it will take the lifeguards at least ten minutes to notice you and another ten to get you out of there. Do you understand?" To prove a point he moved closer to the chair and stuck his foot out towards it.
Frodo got the message. He cautiously stuck one leg out onto the ladder rung but since hobbits have never had much experience with ladders, he slipped, grabbed onto the sides with both hands and proceeded to descend a lot faster than he'd intended too. And promptly landed on Gimli.
"Och hobbits, yeh don' go bungee jumpin' in a pool!" Gimli exclaimed angrily after Sam had dragged Frodo off him.
"Hey, I didn't mean to fall it's just that SOMEBODY-" Frodo shot a very nasty glance at Legolas "caused me to run up that stupid ladder that's very impractically positioned and that's WAY too tall and." Frodo trailed off when he realised that nobody was listening.
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More coming! Have to write it, but more coming! I'm including lots of other secondary characters, so watch out for: Arwen, Eowyn, Faramir, Galadriel, assorted others. The Disney songs are coming too.
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This is just an author's note between chapters. Feel free to go straight to chapter 3 if you want. However if you've reviewed on the 10 or 11 of may you'll be mentioned here. I was going to leave notes for everyone at the start of the next chapter, but there's just too many! 20 new reviews! Double figures! I'm ecstatic.
Anyways, to all these people: THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU! You've reviewed! Most of you like it! That's great. I have very good (or bad depending on whether you're in the Fellowship or not) ideas to use in this fanfic. Here are my answers (from the last time I updated):
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Katrina: mmmmm, Legolas, mmmm coffee....put two of the 21st century's best things together and you have total bliss. Glad you like it. But who exactly is Hillary Duff?
Little-lost-one: you reviewed! Again! Thanks.
Otterfudge: I'm happy that you think my style of writing is clever. I want to be a writer when I grow up. And how can you have missed Gimli's accent? It was all through LOTR and TTT! You don't know dippy birds? Maybe you call them drinky birds. I'll try and do a little drawing later.
Dark_Hikari: I'm writing more, soon! But what's rotflmao? Is it code for something? Please tell me!
Coreinha: Bad things happen when you get bored? Better not let you get bored then. There's more chapters coming your way.
Bant: More, more, coming soon, soon! And Aragorn's reaction to water? Just you wait, I've got something good for him.
Elentari: I'm sorry about the welsh! I'm just an ignorant Australian! Please don't sue. I'll even include a bit of Haldir in one of the chapters to keep you happy. But still happy that you like it.
Caz-baz: Yeah, I get the picture. And that was Blackadder. But I'm not English, surprise, surprise, just Australian. Read my bio for more information. Thankyou for reviewing both chapters. But how exactly can a rabbit eat your mouse? I mean, I've heard of cats eating mice but a rabbit.....?
Aimie hopeful writer: I'll try and read your story if I have time. Thanks for reviewing. I want to be a writer as well. Small world.
U honestly don't need to knowe: what mess ups? Tell me! Tell me! Thankyou for taking the time to review.
Katie: I'm updating! I'm writing more about the hobbits! If you like hobbits you could check out another one of my stories, it's called A Longexpected Parody and it's um....... a longexpected parody. Anyway its got hobbits in it so you'll like it.
i_luv_elfie_bois: well your name says it all doesn't it? You love it? Cool.
Shieldmaiden: Love it that you love it! And Gimli's had a Scottish accent since FOTR! But maybe you're not as obsessed as me (this is a good thing).
Andraste Emeraldpetal: I'm writing more!
MIsUnDeRsToOdGnOmE: I was hoping that it would be lol. Thanks!
DdraigCoch: I'm not sure about Legolas getting them into arm bands. However, there will be female lifeguards. Arwen and Eowyn, to be exact.
Spike's Lil Black Vamp: well I don't mind cos its not meant to be taken seriously. You'd like A Longexpected Parody, one of my other stories. Check it out.
Hex Of The Unseelie: More coming!
Harlequin: You reviewed! Again! And you feel special. And now I feel special cos you reviewed again. Everyone's happy. I got around both problems. The next chapter shall tell all.
Zoya: Glad that you think its lol. I'm writing more, fast!
Emma: I'm writing more!
i_luv_elfie_bois: yes, the movies would have been interesting if they were like this. Not sure if Tolkien would be too pleased. But he's dead. Anyway even though the movie wasn't like that you've still got the fanfic.
little-lost-one: I'll try to put Glorfindel in the fanfic. He can make a guest appearance with Haldir.
Kestrel: I'd put your whole name but it's a bit long. Sorry that I made you go into spaz attacks. I'm writing more.
Viper: You put it on your favourite stories list! Yay! I'm honoured. Plus you can find me again, which is good. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.
Hex Of The Unseelie: Yes, Legolas in board shorts.....mmmmm. I'm obsessed. Love him! Love him!
PhishyKiss: your sisters would have to be seriously weird if they're like the hobbits at the pool. But they're cute at that age, aren't they? Then of course they have to grow up and it's back to being annoying. Oh well. Too bad.
Nebride: THREE times? I think that's a new record for me. It's great when you read a fanfic and it's so funny you're in hysterics isn't it? I haven't found many good LOTR ones though. Can you recommend any?
Bulma Greenleaf: You like it? Good! You tell your friends who tell their friends who tell their friends who tell their....yeah. You get it. I hope it meets their standards.
Spike's Lil Black Vamp: Yes I'm back in business! Going worldwide! So keep watching, there's more enelya coming your way!
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Sorry to disappoint any of you who thought it was another chapter and got all excited. But there's another one coming! I just have to make it longer cos lots of people asked for that. I'll get it up as soon as I can.
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Little-lost-one: I'm adding more, see!
Erendis: I guess you're right about mentioning the fanfic. (Note: I don't take criticism very well even if it's constructive so apologies in advance if I do or say anything horrible. Comes from being a Scorpio I guess.)
Captain-Emily: I thought the jewelry making thing was clever too. Sorry, I don't think there's going to be any more about Henry VIII. However! I have plans for Gimli and karaoke. Don't give up on me yet.
Harlequin: I'm writing more! Now!
Devin-Jamie: what the? I think you've got the wrong fanfic. Thanks for the review anyway.
Begora John: Welsh is horrible isn't it? I got back from Europe about a week ago and saw the welsh in Wales and thought: .well, I didn't really think. But it was still vvvvvvv confusing.
The Nameless One: I'm writing more! But would you please tell me your name? So then I can stop calling you the Nameless One and everyone's happy.
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"YOU'RE JOKING!" The four hobbits and Gimli were seated around the kitchen table, staring open-mouthed at Legolas and Aragorn, who were both, very impressively, managing to keep a straight face.
"We are not joking. We have been informed by a very reliable source that Sarah Michelle Gellar will be at the pool today, in a bikini, doing a demonstration on mining." Legolas didn't say that the 'very reliable source' was actually the local gossip magazine.
"But there's no mine at the pool." Gimli was looking suspicious.
"They filled it in especially for today. She's giving out signed photos. This is a one in a million opportunity. If we get to the pool and she's not there then you can hate us for the rest of your lives and we'll go home via the kebab shop. Come on, we have to get there early to get a good space!"
The hobbits and Gimli rushed out the front door and into the car, with cries of "Come on, we're gonna miss her!" and other things. Stage One of Operation Atlantis was successful. Having secured them in the car, Aragorn cautiously walked down the hall and entered the Dark Pit, The Black Hole of Indian Takeaway, the Chamber of Dirty Socks. Also known as Gandalf's bedroom.
"Gandalf, we're going to the pool. You wanna come?"
"Dippy birds!"
"What?"
Gandalf pointed excitedly at the computer screen, which showed lots of brightly coloured adds for casinos and weight-loss programs, as well as an article about how wonderful dippy birds were and how to sell them. (A/N if you don't know what dippy birds are, your life is devoid of a wonderful source of happiness. I can't really explain what they are, but I'll try to do a drawing at the end of the fanfic.)
"I'm going to sell dippy birds and become a millionaire!"
Legolas poked his head around the door and saw the computer screen. "Oh. My. God. You haven't."
"I have. Ten thousand dippy birds are being flown across the Atlantic Ocean as we speak."
"Gandalf, do you remember what happened last time? You ordered five thousand packets of paper maché rings and we've still got at least two thousand stowed in the loft. Frodo only stopped having psychiatric fits last year. The only reason we don't have all of them still is because you worked out that they're good as gum and gave out free samples to the high school down the road. And where the hell are you gonna get the money for all these?"
"I have my sources. Stop worrying. You'll be worse than Elrond soon, the way you're going."
"Take that back. Now."
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The car journey was rather quiet, since Legolas was busy convincing himself that he wasn't turning into Elrond, Aragorn was concentrating on driving, and both of them were preparing themselves for the next stage of Operation Atlantis. The hobbits and Gimli were relatively quiet too, gibbering at a minimum volume out of consideration for the others.
Finding a park in the swimming pool parking lot could have been counted as a quest all by itself. By the time they found a place to park, Legolas' generous mood had completely disintegrated and the only reason he hadn't gone insane was the thought of putting the hobbits and Gimli through the torture of a swimming lesson.
But of course, they had to get in to the actual pool.
"Need food," Merry and Pippin announced suddenly.
Legolas stared at them in disbelief. "You only had breakfast an hour ago!"
"And anyway, you're not supposed to eat right before you-" Aragorn was cut off by a swift kick in the shins and the use of the Death Glare by Legolas and shut up. Luckily the others hadn't noticed, as they seemed to be too busy talking about Sarah Michelle Gellar.
"Drink machines!" Not even the thought of SMG in a bikini within 500m of them could take Merry's or Pippin's mind off food. Uh-uh. No way.
The rest of the group exchanged exasperated looks: after all, they'd had to put up with Merry and Pippin doing things like this before, since they were all effectively immortal as a reward for saving Middle-earth, except for Legolas because he was immortal anyway. And after about 5000 years of knowing the rest of the Fellowship he knew it was definitely a punishment cos the Valar were mad at him for something he'd done on the quest. Maybe he shouldn't have had that orc killing contest with Gimli. After all, the Lord says love thy neighbour.
The pool cashier looked at them curiously. It wasn't every day that a group consisting of a midget, two children with a foot hair problem, what looked like a large, muscly dog and a blond spunk turned up to go to the pool. Legolas had suddenly remembered why he didn't go to public places that often. The sight of someone trying to chat you up while selling plastic floaties and goggles and being half intoxicated by chlorine fumes can be a strange and rather unnerving sight.
Two adults, two children and a concession pass later (Legolas had panicked when asked about Gimli, and had decided to go for the politically correct route, since he did look sort of old in human terms) they were inside The Swimming Pool Centre.
Frodo, Sam and Gimli were took one look at the pool. No SMG. No mines. No celebrities of any sort. The penny dropped.
"Hey! There's no SMG here! Where is she?"
"Where's the mine?"
"Where's Merry and Pippin?"
"Calm down you three and hurry up, you're going to be late for your swimming lesson."
"Swimming lesson? SWIMMING?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Frodo shrieked. Before they had a chance to explain he was about 6m up the tallest thing he could see, which happened to be one of those lifesaver deckchairs that is totally inappropriate in a pool. Aragorn was getting nervous: psychotic Frodo was something he definitely hadn't planned on when he agreed to help Legolas. Legolas however had an expression of evil, cunning, and revenge on his face, and was also grinning crazily. Aragorn made a mental note to never, ever help any elf with a cunning plan without finding out exactly what they planned to do first.
"Aaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaa, precious! They're going to take you away, precious, and make me going swimming precious!" Frodo made a mental note to say "I told you so" to the other three hobbits because getting jobs as actors for Shakespeare was actually paying off and he'd been the one who'd thought of it in the first place. Unfortunately, he hadn't counted on the complete impossibility of trying to fool an elf.
"For goodness' sake Frodo, get down from there, you might hurt yourself and if it gets knocked over you might fall into the pool."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, precious.?" Frodo sounded a lot less unsure, and now that Legolas had mentioned it there was quite a large possibility that someone could accidentally knock over the chair. Maybe he should get down.
"You're making a scene and you're not fooling anyone with the 'precious' talk. Get down here. Look," Legolas' voice suddenly turned very icy, "You can get into the pool the easy way or the hard way, which involves me 'accidentally' tripping over this chair and sending you flying straight into the middle of the pool where it will take the lifeguards at least ten minutes to notice you and another ten to get you out of there. Do you understand?" To prove a point he moved closer to the chair and stuck his foot out towards it.
Frodo got the message. He cautiously stuck one leg out onto the ladder rung but since hobbits have never had much experience with ladders, he slipped, grabbed onto the sides with both hands and proceeded to descend a lot faster than he'd intended too. And promptly landed on Gimli.
"Och hobbits, yeh don' go bungee jumpin' in a pool!" Gimli exclaimed angrily after Sam had dragged Frodo off him.
"Hey, I didn't mean to fall it's just that SOMEBODY-" Frodo shot a very nasty glance at Legolas "caused me to run up that stupid ladder that's very impractically positioned and that's WAY too tall and." Frodo trailed off when he realised that nobody was listening.
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More coming! Have to write it, but more coming! I'm including lots of other secondary characters, so watch out for: Arwen, Eowyn, Faramir, Galadriel, assorted others. The Disney songs are coming too.
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This is just an author's note between chapters. Feel free to go straight to chapter 3 if you want. However if you've reviewed on the 10 or 11 of may you'll be mentioned here. I was going to leave notes for everyone at the start of the next chapter, but there's just too many! 20 new reviews! Double figures! I'm ecstatic.
Anyways, to all these people: THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU! You've reviewed! Most of you like it! That's great. I have very good (or bad depending on whether you're in the Fellowship or not) ideas to use in this fanfic. Here are my answers (from the last time I updated):
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Katrina: mmmmm, Legolas, mmmm coffee....put two of the 21st century's best things together and you have total bliss. Glad you like it. But who exactly is Hillary Duff?
Little-lost-one: you reviewed! Again! Thanks.
Otterfudge: I'm happy that you think my style of writing is clever. I want to be a writer when I grow up. And how can you have missed Gimli's accent? It was all through LOTR and TTT! You don't know dippy birds? Maybe you call them drinky birds. I'll try and do a little drawing later.
Dark_Hikari: I'm writing more, soon! But what's rotflmao? Is it code for something? Please tell me!
Coreinha: Bad things happen when you get bored? Better not let you get bored then. There's more chapters coming your way.
Bant: More, more, coming soon, soon! And Aragorn's reaction to water? Just you wait, I've got something good for him.
Elentari: I'm sorry about the welsh! I'm just an ignorant Australian! Please don't sue. I'll even include a bit of Haldir in one of the chapters to keep you happy. But still happy that you like it.
Caz-baz: Yeah, I get the picture. And that was Blackadder. But I'm not English, surprise, surprise, just Australian. Read my bio for more information. Thankyou for reviewing both chapters. But how exactly can a rabbit eat your mouse? I mean, I've heard of cats eating mice but a rabbit.....?
Aimie hopeful writer: I'll try and read your story if I have time. Thanks for reviewing. I want to be a writer as well. Small world.
U honestly don't need to knowe: what mess ups? Tell me! Tell me! Thankyou for taking the time to review.
Katie: I'm updating! I'm writing more about the hobbits! If you like hobbits you could check out another one of my stories, it's called A Longexpected Parody and it's um....... a longexpected parody. Anyway its got hobbits in it so you'll like it.
i_luv_elfie_bois: well your name says it all doesn't it? You love it? Cool.
Shieldmaiden: Love it that you love it! And Gimli's had a Scottish accent since FOTR! But maybe you're not as obsessed as me (this is a good thing).
Andraste Emeraldpetal: I'm writing more!
MIsUnDeRsToOdGnOmE: I was hoping that it would be lol. Thanks!
DdraigCoch: I'm not sure about Legolas getting them into arm bands. However, there will be female lifeguards. Arwen and Eowyn, to be exact.
Spike's Lil Black Vamp: well I don't mind cos its not meant to be taken seriously. You'd like A Longexpected Parody, one of my other stories. Check it out.
Hex Of The Unseelie: More coming!
Harlequin: You reviewed! Again! And you feel special. And now I feel special cos you reviewed again. Everyone's happy. I got around both problems. The next chapter shall tell all.
Zoya: Glad that you think its lol. I'm writing more, fast!
Emma: I'm writing more!
i_luv_elfie_bois: yes, the movies would have been interesting if they were like this. Not sure if Tolkien would be too pleased. But he's dead. Anyway even though the movie wasn't like that you've still got the fanfic.
little-lost-one: I'll try to put Glorfindel in the fanfic. He can make a guest appearance with Haldir.
Kestrel: I'd put your whole name but it's a bit long. Sorry that I made you go into spaz attacks. I'm writing more.
Viper: You put it on your favourite stories list! Yay! I'm honoured. Plus you can find me again, which is good. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.
Hex Of The Unseelie: Yes, Legolas in board shorts.....mmmmm. I'm obsessed. Love him! Love him!
PhishyKiss: your sisters would have to be seriously weird if they're like the hobbits at the pool. But they're cute at that age, aren't they? Then of course they have to grow up and it's back to being annoying. Oh well. Too bad.
Nebride: THREE times? I think that's a new record for me. It's great when you read a fanfic and it's so funny you're in hysterics isn't it? I haven't found many good LOTR ones though. Can you recommend any?
Bulma Greenleaf: You like it? Good! You tell your friends who tell their friends who tell their friends who tell their....yeah. You get it. I hope it meets their standards.
Spike's Lil Black Vamp: Yes I'm back in business! Going worldwide! So keep watching, there's more enelya coming your way!
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Sorry to disappoint any of you who thought it was another chapter and got all excited. But there's another one coming! I just have to make it longer cos lots of people asked for that. I'll get it up as soon as I can.
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