Chapter 2: It was THEIR fault
"I don't get it." Muttered Aragorn. "You're marrying Arwen and we don't get it but we don't say anything." Boromir's ghost whispered to Frodo who sniggered.
"Well, to put it simply," Another of Legolas's brothers began. "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" "Um, dieing is not good." Boromir's ghost said." Believe me, I know these things." Arwen, who at that moment entered the room to find a bunch of grown up men huddled under the table, asked the obvious. "Glorolas, What do you mean we are all gonna die? Well, some of us but you're an elf."
"Those little twats," He pointed at the two terrified hobbits. "Fed Legolas the Magic Mushroom we brought here for his medicinal stuff. Now he's turned back into his kiddie-self. And you remember how that went." She nodded and shuddered. "I think I'll join you." And she did.
Meanwhile in the Dale, everyone's favourite little dev…er elf was having the time of his extremely long childhoo..er elfhood life. Most other people recalled the elfs, how shall we say, hobbies quite quickly and, well, ran…screaming! Actually, it was quite a sight: elves running like death was after them while screaming, crying or both. To say the least the little critter was enjoying himself immensely.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" It was then that he realised that he was hungry. "LEMBAS!" so he decided to look for a kitchen.
Now it should be told that Legolas is a sane, healthy elf who understands the intricacies of elven cooking and food. However, Legolas was presently NOT of sane mind. And it should also be noted that it not a very good idea to eat too much Lembas all at once. The effects are usually VERY harmful, even to an elf.
However, Legolas was neither normal nor an elf…at least a normal elf that is. He did find a kitchen and in it he found Lembas, and LOTS of it. AND he ate it. ALL.
Back under the table…
"This is ridiculous!" Frodo muttered. "I mean this is Legolas we are talking about, as a KID! How bad can it be? What's he gonna do? Bite my ankles!"
"Frodo's right!" Aragorn said standing up…and braining himself. "All we have to do is find him and, he's a kid for Elbereths sake, get him to calm down. Then we just give him the antidote or some…. YYOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF ELBERETH!!!"
Boromir's ghost sniggered. "You were right Frodo, he's bitten Aragorn's ankles." And he burst out laughing.
*Is their even an antidote? What is it exactly? Will they catch Legolas? Will the authors be able to think of any good pranks? Find out in the next chapter: When Elves Try and Hide.*
"I don't get it." Muttered Aragorn. "You're marrying Arwen and we don't get it but we don't say anything." Boromir's ghost whispered to Frodo who sniggered.
"Well, to put it simply," Another of Legolas's brothers began. "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" "Um, dieing is not good." Boromir's ghost said." Believe me, I know these things." Arwen, who at that moment entered the room to find a bunch of grown up men huddled under the table, asked the obvious. "Glorolas, What do you mean we are all gonna die? Well, some of us but you're an elf."
"Those little twats," He pointed at the two terrified hobbits. "Fed Legolas the Magic Mushroom we brought here for his medicinal stuff. Now he's turned back into his kiddie-self. And you remember how that went." She nodded and shuddered. "I think I'll join you." And she did.
Meanwhile in the Dale, everyone's favourite little dev…er elf was having the time of his extremely long childhoo..er elfhood life. Most other people recalled the elfs, how shall we say, hobbies quite quickly and, well, ran…screaming! Actually, it was quite a sight: elves running like death was after them while screaming, crying or both. To say the least the little critter was enjoying himself immensely.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" It was then that he realised that he was hungry. "LEMBAS!" so he decided to look for a kitchen.
Now it should be told that Legolas is a sane, healthy elf who understands the intricacies of elven cooking and food. However, Legolas was presently NOT of sane mind. And it should also be noted that it not a very good idea to eat too much Lembas all at once. The effects are usually VERY harmful, even to an elf.
However, Legolas was neither normal nor an elf…at least a normal elf that is. He did find a kitchen and in it he found Lembas, and LOTS of it. AND he ate it. ALL.
Back under the table…
"This is ridiculous!" Frodo muttered. "I mean this is Legolas we are talking about, as a KID! How bad can it be? What's he gonna do? Bite my ankles!"
"Frodo's right!" Aragorn said standing up…and braining himself. "All we have to do is find him and, he's a kid for Elbereths sake, get him to calm down. Then we just give him the antidote or some…. YYOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF ELBERETH!!!"
Boromir's ghost sniggered. "You were right Frodo, he's bitten Aragorn's ankles." And he burst out laughing.
*Is their even an antidote? What is it exactly? Will they catch Legolas? Will the authors be able to think of any good pranks? Find out in the next chapter: When Elves Try and Hide.*