Okay, couple of things:
Im really sorry, but I don't put ppl in my stories that I don't know. well, I don't know the cast.. wish I did, but, I don't think they count. do they?... Oh, darn, confused myself. Anyhoo, the only reason I put laura in there was because Ive known her my whole life. well, I cant remember the first few years, but anyway. and I know her, I think, quite well. That and shes writing me Elrond stories.
Trench thoughts. what can I say bout trench thoughts. If anyone who reads this has read my cousins story Mind out of the Trench, then u may understand parts of this. for those who haven't, well u should. It's a good story.
U know ppl say ur mind's in the gutter? Well, ours aren't in gutters. They're trenches. Dangerously close to becoming sewers.
And, I know the Horn of Gondor thing as a really old joke. I couldn't resist! I really couldn't!
How do you spell cellotape.sellotape. cell. its really bugging me.
Ooooh, yeah, I forgot to mention summat: I must give credit to my cousin Laura, and her 'four-fendered' friend (and mine) Lara, for the basic ideas. Laura, thankyou for mentioning the words 'cellotape', 'horn' and 'Elrond's Office Supply Warehouse'. Lara, u are truly amazing for inventing the Apobbtsob©, I bow before your genius.
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Dominic woke up slowly, blinking as the sun shone directly into his eyes. "Ugh." He said, raising his hand to shield his eyes. He felt someone's hand in his hair. He moved his hand to see Billy sat next to him, his hand resting on Dominic's head. "Billy?" His friend looked down, then smiled widely. "Dom? You're awake!" He helped his friend sit up, and Dominic looked round.
Merry and Pippin were sat round a campfire, cooking nice crispy bacon. Orlando and Elijah were sprawled against each other, the younger man asleep against Orlando's chest. Orlando was slowly stroking Elijah's hair, a troubled look on his face. He looked up, and his eyes met Sams. The hobbit looked away quickly, and shuffled closer to Frodo. Sean was chatting animatedly to Legolas, about his children and showing him pictures from his wallet. The elf ooh and awwed at the pictures, whilst muttering about portable mirrors. Aragorn was sat on a rock, watching the elf and the Thing talk, his fingers clutching the hilt of Anduril in a grip tight enough to crack walnuts. Not that he was jealous of course... he was just... concerned. About his elf... Er, the elf. Yeah...
Realizing he couldn't take it anymore, he hopped down off the rock and wandered past the log that Sean and Legolas was sat on. Sighing gently to himself, he walked over to the fire, sitting next to Pippin. The youngest hobbit grinned and held something out in his hand. "Here ya go." He raised his eyebrows and waved the thing at the ranger. Aragorn, still slightly wary after what happened the last time the hobbits cooked bacon in the wild, glanced around, then took it gingerly. "Its my new invention, gonna be rich when we market it." Pippin grinned, gesturing to Merry who raised his sandwich in agreement. "Its a bacon sandwich." Aragorn said, looking down at the one piece of burnt bacon between two soggy pieces of bread. Pippin shook his head. "Nope. Its my new snack; A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread©." He grinned and bit into the Apobbtsob©, chewing it enthusiastically. Aragorn sighed at looked down at the Apobbtsob© in his hand, then bit into it. "Hey, Orli!" Pippin called over, smiling when Orlando looked up from stroking Elijah's hair. "Want A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread©?" The Thing looked puzzled then shook his head, glancing down as the body lying on him stirred slightly. "Hmmmmmorli..." It mumbled, and Orlando smiled, leaning down to gently kiss Elijahs temple. "Want a bacon sandwich?" He asked, as Elijah raised his head. The younger Thing sighed and snuggled into his lover's chest a little more. "No. Want an Orli sandwich..." He muttered. Orlando gulped as he glanced up to see Sam watching him. "Maybe later darlin'." He whispered, gently laying Elijah down on the floor and pulling his cloak over him. Standing and stretching slightly, he wandered over to the fire, sitting down next to Frodo and shivering slightly from the lost warmth of Elijah's body. Frodo smiled at him and rested his hand on Orlando's arm.
Dominic leaned back against Billy. "Where's Laura?" He asked, looking round, gazed. Billy sighed gently. "She's... gone. Not here." He said quietly, his hand playing idly with the collar of Dominic's cloak. "Oh." Dominic stretched. "Well then. Im hungry. What's there to eat?" He stood up, a little shakily and brushed a few pieces of grass off him. "Um, A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread(c), I think." Billy said, standing up, and looking round the clearing.
He noticed something out of the corner of his eye, (since when does he have square eyes? Surely it should be 'he noticed something out of the acute angle of his eye'... never mind...) something white, lying at the edge of the trees. Frowning gently, he wandered over and looked at it more closely. "Hey." He said, and the fellowship, minus Elijah, looked up. Billy held the white thing up. "Isn't this the horn of Gondor?" The fellowship stared in mild interest at the broken horn that Billy was carrying. It was split in two, right down the middle (that's gotta hurt... Mind outta the trench Rowan!) "That is indeed the Horn of Gondor." Aragorn said, stepping forward and taking the horn from Billy (trench thoughts trench thoughts... agh, sewer thoughts...). "But how did it come to be here? Was it not lost forever at the Argonath?" "Obviously not." Legolas stepped forward and reached out, touching the smooth horn gently (oh god, its getting worse...). He sighed gently. "Poor Boromir." Aragorn rested his hand on Legolas' shoulder.
Pippin, noticing that Aragorn was busy consoling Legolas, reached up and managed to pull the horn from the ranger's hands. Aragorn barely noticed, except that his hands were free, so he pulled Legolas into a (manly) hug. The others just looked at each other and grinned knowingly. Merry and Pippin slipped off to one side, and sat down, backs to the others. The rest of the fellowship didnt notice. Aragorn and Legolas were much too interesting at the moment.
The elf was being held very tightly against the ranger's body, and was nuzzling Aragorn's neck slightly. They didnt even notice the onlookers. Legolas sighed deeply and lifted his head, letting his lips brush gently over Aragorn's cheek. "Are you okay?" The ranger murmured, his fingers tracing the braid in Legolas hair. Legolas closed his eyes and let his head fall forward against Aragorn's shoulder. The ranger ran his fingers through the soft blonde hair.
Sam reached into his pack and pulled out several bags of popcorn he'd managed to steal from Elrond's pantry, and handed them out among the fellowship as they got comfy...
"Aragorn..." Legolas raised his head to look into the ranger's eyes, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips slightly. Aragorn's breath caught in his throat, as Legolas leant forward, eyes closed and lips parted slightly, hands clutching Aragorn's shoulders and drawing him forward...
"Done it!" Merry's voice shocked the man and elf into realizing what they were doing, and they leapt apart from each other quickly. "Merry!" The fellowship were not pleased. The hobbit merely looked puzzled, then held up the horn. "We fixed it." Aragorn, who was hastily trying to calm down and pointedly ignore the elf, walked over to the two hobbits, taking the horn from Merry (Billy, Merry... who's next?). "How?" He asked, bringing the horn closer to his face (aaaah, make it stop, make it stop) to examine it. "Is... is this..." "Cellotape." Pippin said, holding up the roll of cellotape and grinning. "But... where..." "We stole it from Elrond's Office Supply Warehouse.' Merry explained, looking a little sheepish. "Hey, you have popcorn..." "Do you think it'll work?" Legolas asked, still trying to ignore the looks he was being given by the fellowship. Aragorn shrugged. "Blow it and find out." Merry, Pippin, Sam, Frodo and Orlando burst into hysterical laughter. Billy just tried not to look at Dominic, who was smirking. Sean just shook his head and gave Aragorn a sympathetic look. "Wha... What's happening?" Elijah had woken up. Orlando immediately darted over to help him up, then kept his arm round his lover's waist. "Nothin' love. Just Aragorn wanting Legolas to blow his horn." Elijah's mouth dropped open a little way. "Oh." Legolas just shook his head at the immaturity of the fellowship, and brought the horn to his mouth... Aragorn tried frantically to get certain images from his mind... and blew. Hard.
Im really sorry, but I don't put ppl in my stories that I don't know. well, I don't know the cast.. wish I did, but, I don't think they count. do they?... Oh, darn, confused myself. Anyhoo, the only reason I put laura in there was because Ive known her my whole life. well, I cant remember the first few years, but anyway. and I know her, I think, quite well. That and shes writing me Elrond stories.
Trench thoughts. what can I say bout trench thoughts. If anyone who reads this has read my cousins story Mind out of the Trench, then u may understand parts of this. for those who haven't, well u should. It's a good story.
U know ppl say ur mind's in the gutter? Well, ours aren't in gutters. They're trenches. Dangerously close to becoming sewers.
And, I know the Horn of Gondor thing as a really old joke. I couldn't resist! I really couldn't!
How do you spell cellotape.sellotape. cell. its really bugging me.
Ooooh, yeah, I forgot to mention summat: I must give credit to my cousin Laura, and her 'four-fendered' friend (and mine) Lara, for the basic ideas. Laura, thankyou for mentioning the words 'cellotape', 'horn' and 'Elrond's Office Supply Warehouse'. Lara, u are truly amazing for inventing the Apobbtsob©, I bow before your genius.
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Dominic woke up slowly, blinking as the sun shone directly into his eyes. "Ugh." He said, raising his hand to shield his eyes. He felt someone's hand in his hair. He moved his hand to see Billy sat next to him, his hand resting on Dominic's head. "Billy?" His friend looked down, then smiled widely. "Dom? You're awake!" He helped his friend sit up, and Dominic looked round.
Merry and Pippin were sat round a campfire, cooking nice crispy bacon. Orlando and Elijah were sprawled against each other, the younger man asleep against Orlando's chest. Orlando was slowly stroking Elijah's hair, a troubled look on his face. He looked up, and his eyes met Sams. The hobbit looked away quickly, and shuffled closer to Frodo. Sean was chatting animatedly to Legolas, about his children and showing him pictures from his wallet. The elf ooh and awwed at the pictures, whilst muttering about portable mirrors. Aragorn was sat on a rock, watching the elf and the Thing talk, his fingers clutching the hilt of Anduril in a grip tight enough to crack walnuts. Not that he was jealous of course... he was just... concerned. About his elf... Er, the elf. Yeah...
Realizing he couldn't take it anymore, he hopped down off the rock and wandered past the log that Sean and Legolas was sat on. Sighing gently to himself, he walked over to the fire, sitting next to Pippin. The youngest hobbit grinned and held something out in his hand. "Here ya go." He raised his eyebrows and waved the thing at the ranger. Aragorn, still slightly wary after what happened the last time the hobbits cooked bacon in the wild, glanced around, then took it gingerly. "Its my new invention, gonna be rich when we market it." Pippin grinned, gesturing to Merry who raised his sandwich in agreement. "Its a bacon sandwich." Aragorn said, looking down at the one piece of burnt bacon between two soggy pieces of bread. Pippin shook his head. "Nope. Its my new snack; A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread©." He grinned and bit into the Apobbtsob©, chewing it enthusiastically. Aragorn sighed at looked down at the Apobbtsob© in his hand, then bit into it. "Hey, Orli!" Pippin called over, smiling when Orlando looked up from stroking Elijah's hair. "Want A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread©?" The Thing looked puzzled then shook his head, glancing down as the body lying on him stirred slightly. "Hmmmmmorli..." It mumbled, and Orlando smiled, leaning down to gently kiss Elijahs temple. "Want a bacon sandwich?" He asked, as Elijah raised his head. The younger Thing sighed and snuggled into his lover's chest a little more. "No. Want an Orli sandwich..." He muttered. Orlando gulped as he glanced up to see Sam watching him. "Maybe later darlin'." He whispered, gently laying Elijah down on the floor and pulling his cloak over him. Standing and stretching slightly, he wandered over to the fire, sitting down next to Frodo and shivering slightly from the lost warmth of Elijah's body. Frodo smiled at him and rested his hand on Orlando's arm.
Dominic leaned back against Billy. "Where's Laura?" He asked, looking round, gazed. Billy sighed gently. "She's... gone. Not here." He said quietly, his hand playing idly with the collar of Dominic's cloak. "Oh." Dominic stretched. "Well then. Im hungry. What's there to eat?" He stood up, a little shakily and brushed a few pieces of grass off him. "Um, A Piece Of Bacon Between Two Slices Of Bread(c), I think." Billy said, standing up, and looking round the clearing.
He noticed something out of the corner of his eye, (since when does he have square eyes? Surely it should be 'he noticed something out of the acute angle of his eye'... never mind...) something white, lying at the edge of the trees. Frowning gently, he wandered over and looked at it more closely. "Hey." He said, and the fellowship, minus Elijah, looked up. Billy held the white thing up. "Isn't this the horn of Gondor?" The fellowship stared in mild interest at the broken horn that Billy was carrying. It was split in two, right down the middle (that's gotta hurt... Mind outta the trench Rowan!) "That is indeed the Horn of Gondor." Aragorn said, stepping forward and taking the horn from Billy (trench thoughts trench thoughts... agh, sewer thoughts...). "But how did it come to be here? Was it not lost forever at the Argonath?" "Obviously not." Legolas stepped forward and reached out, touching the smooth horn gently (oh god, its getting worse...). He sighed gently. "Poor Boromir." Aragorn rested his hand on Legolas' shoulder.
Pippin, noticing that Aragorn was busy consoling Legolas, reached up and managed to pull the horn from the ranger's hands. Aragorn barely noticed, except that his hands were free, so he pulled Legolas into a (manly) hug. The others just looked at each other and grinned knowingly. Merry and Pippin slipped off to one side, and sat down, backs to the others. The rest of the fellowship didnt notice. Aragorn and Legolas were much too interesting at the moment.
The elf was being held very tightly against the ranger's body, and was nuzzling Aragorn's neck slightly. They didnt even notice the onlookers. Legolas sighed deeply and lifted his head, letting his lips brush gently over Aragorn's cheek. "Are you okay?" The ranger murmured, his fingers tracing the braid in Legolas hair. Legolas closed his eyes and let his head fall forward against Aragorn's shoulder. The ranger ran his fingers through the soft blonde hair.
Sam reached into his pack and pulled out several bags of popcorn he'd managed to steal from Elrond's pantry, and handed them out among the fellowship as they got comfy...
"Aragorn..." Legolas raised his head to look into the ranger's eyes, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips slightly. Aragorn's breath caught in his throat, as Legolas leant forward, eyes closed and lips parted slightly, hands clutching Aragorn's shoulders and drawing him forward...
"Done it!" Merry's voice shocked the man and elf into realizing what they were doing, and they leapt apart from each other quickly. "Merry!" The fellowship were not pleased. The hobbit merely looked puzzled, then held up the horn. "We fixed it." Aragorn, who was hastily trying to calm down and pointedly ignore the elf, walked over to the two hobbits, taking the horn from Merry (Billy, Merry... who's next?). "How?" He asked, bringing the horn closer to his face (aaaah, make it stop, make it stop) to examine it. "Is... is this..." "Cellotape." Pippin said, holding up the roll of cellotape and grinning. "But... where..." "We stole it from Elrond's Office Supply Warehouse.' Merry explained, looking a little sheepish. "Hey, you have popcorn..." "Do you think it'll work?" Legolas asked, still trying to ignore the looks he was being given by the fellowship. Aragorn shrugged. "Blow it and find out." Merry, Pippin, Sam, Frodo and Orlando burst into hysterical laughter. Billy just tried not to look at Dominic, who was smirking. Sean just shook his head and gave Aragorn a sympathetic look. "Wha... What's happening?" Elijah had woken up. Orlando immediately darted over to help him up, then kept his arm round his lover's waist. "Nothin' love. Just Aragorn wanting Legolas to blow his horn." Elijah's mouth dropped open a little way. "Oh." Legolas just shook his head at the immaturity of the fellowship, and brought the horn to his mouth... Aragorn tried frantically to get certain images from his mind... and blew. Hard.