A/N: It was kinda obvious what was going to be on the walls, wasn't it?
Butterfly clips! Hanging on the walls, along the edges of the room, from the ceiling. Against one wall was a huge bookshelf, with numerous levels, all covered with different coloured butterfly clips. Elrond looked in awe. It was paradise. He couldn't wait to try them all on. Arwen saw the look of anticipation on his face and grabbed his arm.
"You are not to touch the butterfly clips," she warned.
Elrond's face fell onto the ground. He stooped down and stuck it back on his face.
"Please?" He pleaded.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Elrond cowered. "Jeez, I was just asking……….."
He sat there for a while, awaiting his instructions. When they didn't come, he asked timidly, "So, what do I do now?"
"SHHHHHHHHH!" Arwen hissed. "Quiet!"
Okay………. thought Elrond and he sat there some more, and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
The cat sat on the mat and looked at him.
"Shoo!" said Elrond.
"Who're you talking to?" asked his former daughter.
"The cat!"
"What cat?"
"The cat that was sitting on the mat and looking at me!"
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooook………….." She shook her head. "There wasn't any cat."
"But…" Elrond was quite confused. "So what ARE we going to do?" changing the subject.
Arwen shrugged. "Wait for the photographer; of course." Just then, the door opened and in came a monkey with a bunch of funky friends.
"What the hell? The photographer's a MONKEY?!!!!!!"
The sentence "in came a monkey with a bunch of funky friends" is not mine. It belongs to a REALLY cool song by the butthole surfers. I'm serious; it's a real band!
