Chapter Four: What's its gots in its packsiz?
"Hehehehe" thought Legolas to himself. "This is more fun than it was the first time. And this time I can do more. I love being old in a kids' body. Hehehehe."
In hiding somewhere
"Well, we'll just have to get an antidote or something!" Aragorn exclaimed, trying to ease himself of Arwen who was clinging to him now that she had discovered her 'new' brown wedding dress curtousy of Legolas.
"Just one problem with your logic, O Mighty-King-Of-Men." The old dude wheezed. "The only way to get him back to normal is to have him want too, which means he needs a big enough reason to need his grown body and want to be back to his older self, then have him go through something which will tie his older body to someone of approximate age through an official ceremony within six hours of his return from kiddiehood!"
The rest stared at him for a moment or ten before Aragorn finally cleared his throat. "Yeah, Gandalf, we get the first bit …but what was the last bit again?"
The old dude, now known as Gandalf, the supposed white (though The Dirty would have been more so correct.) lost it (his temper not his mind, since he lost THAT along, long, long, long…ok like in the 1st age ago). "HE HAS TO GET MARRIED YOU STUPID GREASY EXCUSE FOR THE KING OF MEN, WHO ARE ALL WEAK AND STUPID AND GREASY!" Finishing his tirade he passed out. Nobody actually cared.
"Leave him for Legolas to get, maybe it'll hold him off long enough for us to come up with some sort of plan." Muttered Thranduil who now sported a rainbow Mohawk, black front teeth (this made them seem to not be there) and a sign on his back that read: I'm a male impersonator.
Suddenly, the authors appear out of nowhere, well, actually out of a cloud of black mist (?) to the sound of Adema's 'Everyone', but that came out of nowhere so …yeah.
Author 1: Az….
The first to speak is a tall brunette wearing faded jeans, a tight white top with a Canadian maple leaf on it in red, and a pair of bright, yes, bright red sneakers. She addresses the second author…ess, Az. She has her blond hair up in a ponytail and is wearing a pair of navy jeans with silver swirls on the legs and the words "Soulbreaking" in silver on the hip, a tight black top, a black open shirt and ankle-boots.
Az: Yes, BB?
BB: Do you have to turn EVERYTHING into slash?
Az: (thinks on this for a minute.) um…. With those two?…YES!
BB: (Triple-brunette-blink *tm*) Oh, OK…. JAVA!
Az: (Deadpan) And here you all thought I was the loony.
BB: Aren't you?
Az: Well, yeah, but you're actually clinically insane. Me, well, even in some circles I'm considered sane. Or at the very least a sociopath.
Then they disappear in a poof of navy mist (?) to the sound of Static X's "Cold".
The group blink in surprise. "Wah wazat?" Pippin finally asks. Gandalf, who had woken up during this interlude turned to him and shouted. "Don't ask me questions I don't know the answers too." Then passed out…again. And, again, nobody actually cared…except maybe Arwen cause she's weird and old and needs him to marry her to kingboy. So, everyone shrugged and continued to run away from little Legolas. Who was hiding in Aragorn's pack.
*How will they save themselves? What is up with the antidote? Does Az have the ability to give this story a plot? Does she have to turn it into slash? Will BB ever get her java? Find out in the next chapter: Proof of Slashability*
"Hehehehe" thought Legolas to himself. "This is more fun than it was the first time. And this time I can do more. I love being old in a kids' body. Hehehehe."
In hiding somewhere
"Well, we'll just have to get an antidote or something!" Aragorn exclaimed, trying to ease himself of Arwen who was clinging to him now that she had discovered her 'new' brown wedding dress curtousy of Legolas.
"Just one problem with your logic, O Mighty-King-Of-Men." The old dude wheezed. "The only way to get him back to normal is to have him want too, which means he needs a big enough reason to need his grown body and want to be back to his older self, then have him go through something which will tie his older body to someone of approximate age through an official ceremony within six hours of his return from kiddiehood!"
The rest stared at him for a moment or ten before Aragorn finally cleared his throat. "Yeah, Gandalf, we get the first bit …but what was the last bit again?"
The old dude, now known as Gandalf, the supposed white (though The Dirty would have been more so correct.) lost it (his temper not his mind, since he lost THAT along, long, long, long…ok like in the 1st age ago). "HE HAS TO GET MARRIED YOU STUPID GREASY EXCUSE FOR THE KING OF MEN, WHO ARE ALL WEAK AND STUPID AND GREASY!" Finishing his tirade he passed out. Nobody actually cared.
"Leave him for Legolas to get, maybe it'll hold him off long enough for us to come up with some sort of plan." Muttered Thranduil who now sported a rainbow Mohawk, black front teeth (this made them seem to not be there) and a sign on his back that read: I'm a male impersonator.
Suddenly, the authors appear out of nowhere, well, actually out of a cloud of black mist (?) to the sound of Adema's 'Everyone', but that came out of nowhere so …yeah.
Author 1: Az….
The first to speak is a tall brunette wearing faded jeans, a tight white top with a Canadian maple leaf on it in red, and a pair of bright, yes, bright red sneakers. She addresses the second author…ess, Az. She has her blond hair up in a ponytail and is wearing a pair of navy jeans with silver swirls on the legs and the words "Soulbreaking" in silver on the hip, a tight black top, a black open shirt and ankle-boots.
Az: Yes, BB?
BB: Do you have to turn EVERYTHING into slash?
Az: (thinks on this for a minute.) um…. With those two?…YES!
BB: (Triple-brunette-blink *tm*) Oh, OK…. JAVA!
Az: (Deadpan) And here you all thought I was the loony.
BB: Aren't you?
Az: Well, yeah, but you're actually clinically insane. Me, well, even in some circles I'm considered sane. Or at the very least a sociopath.
Then they disappear in a poof of navy mist (?) to the sound of Static X's "Cold".
The group blink in surprise. "Wah wazat?" Pippin finally asks. Gandalf, who had woken up during this interlude turned to him and shouted. "Don't ask me questions I don't know the answers too." Then passed out…again. And, again, nobody actually cared…except maybe Arwen cause she's weird and old and needs him to marry her to kingboy. So, everyone shrugged and continued to run away from little Legolas. Who was hiding in Aragorn's pack.
*How will they save themselves? What is up with the antidote? Does Az have the ability to give this story a plot? Does she have to turn it into slash? Will BB ever get her java? Find out in the next chapter: Proof of Slashability*