Ch.6 Gold. Great.
Disclaimer: Hmmmmph. Well, Shannon says that no, I don't own her. Darn it. But I own much of her behaviour, so HA! Got you there, Shannon! And my sister just made me realize something; I pretty much own all of this except Legolas, (and Shannon, Tiffany, and her family! So stop glaring at me!) so now I feel special.
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"He's WHAT???" shrieked Tiffany, picking herself up off the ground and then helping Elise up. She glanced at Mr. Mansel, then hid behind Elise, who no longer had an excuse to hide.
"Ummm... Tiffany? Feeling a little deaf today? She said that he was gone. Lego-" Elise clapped a hand over Shannon's mouth and smiled charmingly at Mr. Mansel. Tiffany glared at Shannon, and opened her mouth, but Elise covered her mouth as well.
"Yes, as Shannon was saying, the... uh... the... Lego piece that I was, for some completely normal reason that everyone is unaware of, carrying around in my pocket, is gone! Yah, one of those little Lego men, you know..." she trailed off, and looked pleadingly at her friends.
Tiffany made a muffled noise, and Elise let go of her mouth after encouraging Tiffany to just talk, then realizing that her hand was still there. "*splutter* Yes, that's it, a little Lego piec-" she stopped as Mr. Mansel suddenly winced as if he had been struck, then, as if drawn by another force, turned towards his shed, eyes wide.
Tiffany leaned over to Elise. "Do you think this has something to do with the cookies?"
Elise closed her eyes and attempted to remain calm. "No Tiffany. Just forget the cookies."
"I can't forget the cookies. I mean, just look at them. They have weird herbs in them. I mean, those cookies have issues."
"F. O. R. G. E. T. T. H. E. C. O. O. K. I. E. S. Tiffany, we lost LEGOLAS!!!!"
They froze. Mr. Mansel stared. "Le..." Blue lab coat flying, he raced for the shed.
And now, back to who you've all been waiting for... LEGOLAS and the small- Legolas: LARGE! Author: Small! Legolas: You said I could do the story! Author: fine!
And now, back to who you've all been waiting for... LEGOLAS and the LARGE stone! There, happy? Legolas: *smiles sweetly*
Legolas hopped up onto a table with a large stone on it. He reached out to touch it and-
Well. This was odd. He didn't really feel... the SAME as usual. He tried to shake his head and continue looking at other things, but just- didn't. He couldn't move. Great. Why did everything always happen to him?
Legolas heard the sound of the door being thrown open. That man- Mr... Mans? Mansy? Something like that, rushed over to Legolas.
"It WORKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he shrieked at the top of his lungs and started dancing around. "It worked it worked it worked it wooooooooooorrrrkkkkkeeeeddddd!"
O.O O.O O.O
"I think the cookies have started to affect his brain," muttered Tiffany to Elise. Elise restrained herself from hurting her best friend. Badly.
The three girls looked around. "Gee," commented Shannon. "I... uh, didn't think this was what a... chemist's lab would look like."
Mr. Mansel stopped his insane dancing and stared at them. He emitted a sound that was suspiciously like a squeak, and they found themselves facing the door of his shed.
Tiffany shook her head. "It's the cookies!" she exclaimed.
Shannon held Elise down.
Shannon looked at her friends. "Um, guys? You know that we just LOST OUR LEGOLAS AND WE COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT HIM??? LEGOLAS??? YOU KNOW, THE HOT GUY???"
"We... lost... Legolas?" squeaked Tiffany.
Elise held Shannon down.
"Alright, 1... 2... 3..." They burst through the door of the shed. Mr. Mansel froze, hiding something behind his back.
The girls, for convenience of this story, managed to hold a psychic conversation.
Elise and Tiffany, for convenience of this story, somehow managed to distract Mr. Mansel as Shannon crept around behind him to see what he was hiding.
Shannon shrieked. "Lego-"
Now, I'm sure you all want to hear Legolas's thoughts.
Legolas's thoughts: This really, Really, REALLY sucks. Hey, at least I look pretty.
Back to our characters who are capable of doing stuff, even if it's only for convenience of the story.
Shannon snatched Legolas out of Mr. Mansel's hands. He whirled around. She ran back to Tiffany and Elise.
Elise froze, her mouth hanging open, and Shannon's eyes went wide and didn't say anything. Tiffany realized that it was now her job to say something.
"WHATDIDYOUDOTOOURLEGOLASANDWHYISHEMADEOFGOLD???"
"Huh?"
Tiffany steeled herself. She was going to have to talk to... Mr. Mansel without... well... talking like she usually did to Mr. Mansel.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO OUR LEGOLAS, AND WHY IS HE MADE OF GOLD???"
"Oh... heh heh... right... the gold..." he hedged. Tiffany gave him a death glare.
"Fine! Since I'm sure you've figured it out by now, I will tell you! I am not a chemist, exactly, I am an... alchemist."
The three girls stared blankly. Mr. Mansel knew it must be shock.
"You're a what?"
"What's an alchemist?"
"You said you were a chemist!"
"An alchemist is someone who attempts to invent the Philosopher's Stone. Mine... WORKS!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tiffany remembered how many weird rocks she had seen him throwing into his trash. "You're not... the BEST alchemist are you?"
Mr. Mansel looked depressed. "Not particularly."
Elise squealed. "An alchemist?! Alchemists are the best! I've always loved alchemists!"
Her friends stared at her. "You what?"
"So... what's an alchemist?"
Elise cleared her throat. "Anyway, now that we know what you are... *glares at Shannon, who made the last statement* maybe you can REVERSE WHATEVER IT WAS YOU DID TO OUR LEGOLAS?" she hugged him to her protectively before Tiffany snatched him away.
Mr. Mansel smiled nervously. "Well, you see, what happened to your beloved Legolas wasn't actually... supposed to happen. It's only supposed to turn metals to gold. Apparently elves must have a metallic quality to them."
O.O O_O -_-
A/N: This story is not meant to have any references to Harry Potter in it. I just used an alchemist because I LOOOOOOVE alchemists and so does my sister, and it seemed an ideal addition to the plot. Mr. Mansel is actually based on an alchemist from a computer game and my retired French teacher.
A/N: I NEED REVIEWS!!!! I LIVE OFF OF REVIEWS!!!! I BREATHE REVIEWS!!!!! I EAT REVIEWS!!!!! Ok, maybe I don't eat reviews. That would be kinda pointless. BUT ANYWAY, RRRRRRREEEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIEEEEEEWWWWWW!!!!! Or I'll... I'll... get Mr. Mansel the incredibly bad alchemist to turn you into gold with his stone that's only supposed to turn metal to gold! *_~
Disclaimer: Hmmmmph. Well, Shannon says that no, I don't own her. Darn it. But I own much of her behaviour, so HA! Got you there, Shannon! And my sister just made me realize something; I pretty much own all of this except Legolas, (and Shannon, Tiffany, and her family! So stop glaring at me!) so now I feel special.
Responses to Reviewers: A big thankyou to those reviewers who kept me writing!
TokyoGal89: You reviewed TWICE!!!!!! *grins huge and insanely* I feel so SPECIAL!! Thanx for being one of the people who kept me writing! I know, I hate cliffhangers too. I love my framed poster! Legolas is so small in that poster though! :'( Hey, when you buy your poster, you're always welcome to buy one for me and send it to me... lol. You love this story? Yay!!!
Neko_chan13: Continuing! Hehe... I love your review! Made me laugh! Thankyou!
Sadistra: Here's one thing that's gonna happen to Legolas! Read below! Thanks!
Kim: You reviewed! Look everyone! One of the characters in my story reviewed! Oh yah. I guess I don't own you either! :'( Thanks Kimmy!
Lady Knight: Ahhhhh!! Geez! Step away... from the sword. I am updating. Put the sword down and walk away. Thanks for the review! I know! *sighs* I wish that too...
Yellow Drake X: Ahhh... another faithful reviewer, reviewed at last. Thankyou!! Calm! I wrote more!
Annoying Took: Thankyou for the review, very encouraging! Well... I reviewed one of yours... and loved it! Hey, everyone, go read Annoying Took's stories!
"He's WHAT???" shrieked Tiffany, picking herself up off the ground and then helping Elise up. She glanced at Mr. Mansel, then hid behind Elise, who no longer had an excuse to hide.
"Ummm... Tiffany? Feeling a little deaf today? She said that he was gone. Lego-" Elise clapped a hand over Shannon's mouth and smiled charmingly at Mr. Mansel. Tiffany glared at Shannon, and opened her mouth, but Elise covered her mouth as well.
"Yes, as Shannon was saying, the... uh... the... Lego piece that I was, for some completely normal reason that everyone is unaware of, carrying around in my pocket, is gone! Yah, one of those little Lego men, you know..." she trailed off, and looked pleadingly at her friends.
Tiffany made a muffled noise, and Elise let go of her mouth after encouraging Tiffany to just talk, then realizing that her hand was still there. "*splutter* Yes, that's it, a little Lego piec-" she stopped as Mr. Mansel suddenly winced as if he had been struck, then, as if drawn by another force, turned towards his shed, eyes wide.
Tiffany leaned over to Elise. "Do you think this has something to do with the cookies?"
Elise closed her eyes and attempted to remain calm. "No Tiffany. Just forget the cookies."
"I can't forget the cookies. I mean, just look at them. They have weird herbs in them. I mean, those cookies have issues."
"F. O. R. G. E. T. T. H. E. C. O. O. K. I. E. S. Tiffany, we lost LEGOLAS!!!!"
They froze. Mr. Mansel stared. "Le..." Blue lab coat flying, he raced for the shed.
And now, back to who you've all been waiting for... LEGOLAS and the small- Legolas: LARGE! Author: Small! Legolas: You said I could do the story! Author: fine!
And now, back to who you've all been waiting for... LEGOLAS and the LARGE stone! There, happy? Legolas: *smiles sweetly*
Legolas hopped up onto a table with a large stone on it. He reached out to touch it and-
Well. This was odd. He didn't really feel... the SAME as usual. He tried to shake his head and continue looking at other things, but just- didn't. He couldn't move. Great. Why did everything always happen to him?
Legolas heard the sound of the door being thrown open. That man- Mr... Mans? Mansy? Something like that, rushed over to Legolas.
"It WORKED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he shrieked at the top of his lungs and started dancing around. "It worked it worked it worked it wooooooooooorrrrkkkkkeeeeddddd!"
O.O O.O O.O
"I think the cookies have started to affect his brain," muttered Tiffany to Elise. Elise restrained herself from hurting her best friend. Badly.
The three girls looked around. "Gee," commented Shannon. "I... uh, didn't think this was what a... chemist's lab would look like."
Mr. Mansel stopped his insane dancing and stared at them. He emitted a sound that was suspiciously like a squeak, and they found themselves facing the door of his shed.
Tiffany shook her head. "It's the cookies!" she exclaimed.
Shannon held Elise down.
Shannon looked at her friends. "Um, guys? You know that we just LOST OUR LEGOLAS AND WE COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT HIM??? LEGOLAS??? YOU KNOW, THE HOT GUY???"
"We... lost... Legolas?" squeaked Tiffany.
Elise held Shannon down.
"Alright, 1... 2... 3..." They burst through the door of the shed. Mr. Mansel froze, hiding something behind his back.
The girls, for convenience of this story, managed to hold a psychic conversation.
Elise and Tiffany, for convenience of this story, somehow managed to distract Mr. Mansel as Shannon crept around behind him to see what he was hiding.
Shannon shrieked. "Lego-"
Now, I'm sure you all want to hear Legolas's thoughts.
Legolas's thoughts: This really, Really, REALLY sucks. Hey, at least I look pretty.
Back to our characters who are capable of doing stuff, even if it's only for convenience of the story.
Shannon snatched Legolas out of Mr. Mansel's hands. He whirled around. She ran back to Tiffany and Elise.
Elise froze, her mouth hanging open, and Shannon's eyes went wide and didn't say anything. Tiffany realized that it was now her job to say something.
"WHATDIDYOUDOTOOURLEGOLASANDWHYISHEMADEOFGOLD???"
"Huh?"
Tiffany steeled herself. She was going to have to talk to... Mr. Mansel without... well... talking like she usually did to Mr. Mansel.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO OUR LEGOLAS, AND WHY IS HE MADE OF GOLD???"
"Oh... heh heh... right... the gold..." he hedged. Tiffany gave him a death glare.
"Fine! Since I'm sure you've figured it out by now, I will tell you! I am not a chemist, exactly, I am an... alchemist."
The three girls stared blankly. Mr. Mansel knew it must be shock.
"You're a what?"
"What's an alchemist?"
"You said you were a chemist!"
"An alchemist is someone who attempts to invent the Philosopher's Stone. Mine... WORKS!!!!!!!!!!!"
Tiffany remembered how many weird rocks she had seen him throwing into his trash. "You're not... the BEST alchemist are you?"
Mr. Mansel looked depressed. "Not particularly."
Elise squealed. "An alchemist?! Alchemists are the best! I've always loved alchemists!"
Her friends stared at her. "You what?"
"So... what's an alchemist?"
Elise cleared her throat. "Anyway, now that we know what you are... *glares at Shannon, who made the last statement* maybe you can REVERSE WHATEVER IT WAS YOU DID TO OUR LEGOLAS?" she hugged him to her protectively before Tiffany snatched him away.
Mr. Mansel smiled nervously. "Well, you see, what happened to your beloved Legolas wasn't actually... supposed to happen. It's only supposed to turn metals to gold. Apparently elves must have a metallic quality to them."
O.O O_O -_-
A/N: This story is not meant to have any references to Harry Potter in it. I just used an alchemist because I LOOOOOOVE alchemists and so does my sister, and it seemed an ideal addition to the plot. Mr. Mansel is actually based on an alchemist from a computer game and my retired French teacher.
A/N: I NEED REVIEWS!!!! I LIVE OFF OF REVIEWS!!!! I BREATHE REVIEWS!!!!! I EAT REVIEWS!!!!! Ok, maybe I don't eat reviews. That would be kinda pointless. BUT ANYWAY, RRRRRRREEEEEEVVVVVVIIIIIIIEEEEEEWWWWWW!!!!! Or I'll... I'll... get Mr. Mansel the incredibly bad alchemist to turn you into gold with his stone that's only supposed to turn metal to gold! *_~
