Okay, y'know what? I'm too damn lazy to copy and paste my "happy"
disclaimer, so I'll just say this: I DON'T OWN LORD OF THE RINGS! DO I LOOK
LIKE A DEAD OLD MAN??? Well, not that you'd know what I look like... BUT
THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!
NO!
'TIS NOT!!
Nor is my last name Tolkien... if it was, I wouldn't be sitting my arse in front of the computer, typing a fanfic about LOTR. Instead, I'd probably be at my mountain cabin, enjoying my brand-new spa with imported water from Italy.
Anyhap, I think I've made my point clear.
~Laura/Lorenzo/Archibald/Willoughby/Sandwich/Spicy/Laurie/Hey kid move
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Chapter Four: Laura tortures the citizens of Rohan
~Laura POV~
Okay, so now we're in Rohan. Meduseld, to be more specific. Anyhap, we're sitting inside the "palace" (if you can call it that), eating our dinner. Well, actually, I was eating TWO dinners. Remember, Legolas had promised me his that night.
I looked up from my second potato at Legolas, who I was sitting next to. He was looking wistfully at my steak.
"Don't even think about it, Elfy boy," I growled.
"But I'm hungry!" he whined. I know, it's hard to imagine an elf whining, but he DID, so that's that.
"Too bad. Remember, you said you'd give me your dinner. Go eat some lembas or something," I said, shooing him away.
"I never thought I would say this, but I am sick and tired of lembas," he told me.
"Yeah, that's a great story, Leggy, but now this piece of steak is calling my name," I said, and attacked the meat with my knife. Legolas mumbled something in elvish, then stood up to lean against a pillar behind him. I smirked at Lauren, who was sitting across the table from me and shaking her head.
"You are so childish," she told me, grinning.
"I am not, you big meany head!" I said angrily. "Oops... I just proved your point there, didn't I?"
"Yes you did," said Legolas, shifting his weight to his left leg and crossing his arms.
"Oh shut up, Puffy (our new name for him). No one asked you," I said snobbishly.
"Ouch," he said sarcastically. I decided to ignore him.
~Legolas POV~
Ai, those two could be annoying! But I decided that they really had made our journey slightly more enjoyable... at times.
I watched as Laura sat back in her chair about two minutes later. "Okay, Puffy, you win," she groaned. "I'm too full. You can have the rest of my meal," she told me, gesturing to my plate.
I looked at it. "Why, thank you oh so much, Laura! But I'm not sure I can finish a whole HALF A POTATO!!!" Obviously, she hadn't left much.
"You mean 'tater'," Lauren corrected me.
"What is a 'tater'?" I asked. It was one of those moments when you ask something, but as soon as the words are out of your mouth, you know the answer.
"You know, PO-TAY-TOES!!!" they both said at the same time. (A/N: I LOVED that line in the movie!! I was laughing my arse off when Sam said it... even though I still think he is a homosexual pervert...)
"Hush! Aragorn, Theoden and Gandalf are discussing something," I told them.
"Oooh, can I help?" Laura asked happily.
"What help would you be of?"
"I could sing and dance to make everyone happy!"
"No, Laura," Aragorn said, looking up from the map Theoden was showing him. "We've experienced your singing before, and it wasn't very fun."
Laura stuck her tongue out at him and pouted. "You're no fun anymore."
"Hey, that's Monty Python's line!" Lauren scolded.
"Lauren, Lauren... SHUT UP!!!!" she screamed. Valar, she sounded like a banshee.
"Why don't you!?" Lauren shot back, raising her voice.
"BECAUSE I AM LORENZO THE ELF QUEEN, AND YOU MUST BOW TO ME!!!" Laura roared. The room became very quiet: the only sound was that of crickets chirping outside.
"Come on, you little snake," I said, dragging her to her feet.
"But I don't wanna leave!" she whined.
"Too bad."
"You can't make me," she said, plopping to the ground.
"I can't, can't I?"
"No, you can't."
"Well, then, I guess I'll have to resort to this." I reached down and picked her up.
"HEY!!! LEMME DOWN, YOU OVERSIZED CUPCAKE!!! I DEMAND A LAWYER!!! GEORGE DUBYA BUSH WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!!! LAUREN!! LAUREN!! CALL OUT THE CIA!!! ALERT THE MARINES!! PAGE GABRIEL AND TELL HIM TO BLOW HIS HORN ALREADY... ANYTHING!!! TELL MY STORY, LAUREN!! TELL EVERYONE HOW I WAS KIDNAPPED BY AN EVIL ELF!!!" she yelled as I carried her out the door.
We walked down several flights of stairs, with her still screaming. Finally she was silent... for two minutes.
"You suck," she spat at me.
I raised my eyebrow. "Yeeeeah... well, you're sleeping in the stables tonight," I told her. Her eyes got wide and she started sputtering. "But- but- horse shit! Rats! Mice! Fleas!! Icky little insects! Scary noises!!" she whined, tugging harshly -on my hair.
"Ow!" I cried, instinctively reaching up to my scalp. This, obviously, caused me to drop her.
"Oof!" She clumped ungracefully on the ground. "Stupid bitch," she muttered.
"Bitch? Laura, a bitch is a female dog," I explained.
"Exactly! Aren't you a girl?" she asked angelically.
I rolled my eyes. "Must you always be so immature?"
"Yes." I closed my eyes. Count to ten, Legolas, I told myself, just count to ten...
~Lauren POV~
It was hilarious watching Laura being carried away like a two-year old! I was laughing so hard that my sides hurt.
"Lassie, if you don't stop shaking the table I might have to cut all your hair off," Gimli growled.
I grinned. "You are just the cutest little thing!!!" I exclaimed, rubbing his hair.
"Ach! Don't! You silly girl!" he roared, batting away my hands.
"Humph. You're no fun." I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. About ten minutes later Legolas came back.
"Where's Laura?" I asked.
"In the stables," he answered nonchalantly.
"Um... why?"
"She told me she wanted to sleep there tonight."
I raised my eyebrow. "Somehow I don't think that's what she said," I murmured. "Okay, well if she's down there, I wanna be down there, too," I decided.
"Suit yourself," Legolas said, shrugging. He led me down a few flights of stairs, and he gestured to a door. I walked through, only to be almost run over by a rampaging horse.
"DUKE!!! DUKE!!! STOP BEING RETARDED!!!" I heard Laura roar. Duke was bucking all over the stable.
"Laura, what happened?" Legolas yelled over Duke's neighing.
"I let Duke out of his stall for a moment so that he could stretch his legs, but then he broke the lead and started being stupid!!" Laura called back.
"Ai... alright..." Legolas grumbled and walked toward Duke, singing sweetly in Elvish. Immediately he became calm (Duke, not Legolas, you nift).
"Good boy," Legolas crooned, stroking Duke's neck.
"Damn Legolas..." we both muttered.
"How do you do that?" I asked.
"'Tis the way of the Elves... we befriend all good creatures," he told us, stroking Duke's nose.
"Why did you start using "'tis" all of a sudden?" Laura asked, completely changing the subject. Legolas looked at her, a confused look on his face.
"I... don't... know..." he said with a faraway look. He snapped back to reality. "Oh well! You two had probably hit the hay!" He chuckled at his little joke.
Laura looked at him with a disturbed expression. "That has got to be THE WORST pun I've ever heard," she told him.
"That's nice... good night!" And with that, he led Duke to his stall and walked out of the stables.
"Erm... okay?" I looked at Laura. "He's starting to act like us..." I shuddered.
"I suddenly feel very unloved and alone," she whined.
"Me too... oh well!! Now you can be around Duke!"
"Good point!" She walked over to the tack room and took out a currycomb. She walked carefully up to Duke. "Hush babe... it's all right... it's just me..." she said in a soothing voice. Duke rolled his eyes... no I am not kidding... She gently ran the brush over his back. I laid down in some hay and watched her, then drifted off to sleep.
~Laura POV~
The next morning I woke up to a bunch of voices in the stable. "Wha-?" I grumbled.
"Get up, you lazy girls!" Legolas called. He was a few stalls down, saddling up Arod. "We are headed for Helm's Deep. We are leaving in one hour."
"ONE HOUR!!!" I screamed. "LAUREN, GET YOUR SORRY ARSE OUT OF THE HAY AND GET MOVING!!!" I sprinted out of the stables and literally ran into Eowyn.
"Good morning, my dear," she said sweetly. Okay, so she's not as bad as I thought.
"Yeah, hey, um, no time to talk, BYE!!!" I ran around her and... straight into Aragorn.
"Is everyone TRYING to get in my way this morning?!" I exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Laura. Hurry, though. We're leaving-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know!! I need to get something to eat and get my bag!!" I told him, pushing past and sprinting up the stairs.
I stumbled into the dining hall ten minutes later, after getting lost five times. My bag was lying peacefully on the floor. I ran over to it and picked it up. "I hate you," I told it. It was silent. "STOP MOCKING ME!!!" I yelled, whapping it against a pillar. (A/N: This is from the TV show, "The Fairly Oddparents". LOL oh my god I LOVE that show! Pudding!)
"Laura? Why are you talking to a bag?" I heard someone ask. I spun around and saw... oh big surprise, Elfy boy.
"It was mocking me," I told him matter-of-factly.
"Uh-huh... well, you can stop tearing around like a wild woman... we aren't leaving for another two hours, actually," he said.
"You suck," I growled.
"So I've heard... oh and by the way," he said as I walked out the door, "you have hay in your hair."
I flicked him off and walked to the kitchen. One of the maids, whose name I think was Helen, was packing up some pots and pans. "Erm, excuse me!" I said. She looked up.
"What can I do for you, my lady?" she asked. Gosh, everyone was so nice there...
"May I please have a small loaf of bread or something?" I said.
"Of course, my lady." She reached into a cupboard and pulled out a very large loaf of bread. "Here you are, my dear." She smiled kindly.
"This is small?" I said quietly. "Ah well... thank you very much!!" I grinned and sprinted out of the room.
Fifteen minutes and four wrong turns later, I finally reached the stables. Lauren was still asleep. I rolled my eyes and kicked her. "Come on, lazy arse. We're leaving soon."
"Foof," she told me.
"Well foof to you, too. I guess I'll just eat this whole loaf of bread all by myself..." I said "sadly", plopping down on the hay next to her.
She shot up like a spring. "GIMME!!!" she shouted.
"Patience, young grasshopper, patience," I told her.
"Meh!" she exclaimed, grabbing the bread.
"Selfish poo-head," I muttered. Suddenly Gimli appeared. "Young lassies, may I have some bre-"
"NO!!!" we both shouted. "OURS!!!"
"Grumps," he muttered, walking away.
"Yay evil pumpkins!" I slapped Lauren's hand in a high-five.
"Mmmmf..." she said, her mouth full of bread.
"Meh..." I turned back to my own meal, wolfing it down in less than two minutes.
Half an hour later we set out from Meduseld to Helm's Deep. The "riding arrangements", as Lauren called them, were the same as before: she was with Aragorn, Gimli was riding with Legolas, and I was all by my lonesome. Boohoo... NOT!!!
I looked over at Lauren, who was sulking. Aragorn was flirting with Eowyn, and not paying any attention to her. She looked up at me. "Haha!" I mouthed. She narrowed her eyes and flicked me off. Well, everyone was in a great mood today, weren't they?
With every step Duke took, I could only think: Bored... bored... still bored... border... borederer... am about to die 'cause I'm so bored... "UGH THIS SUCKS!!!" I yelled suddenly. All the residents of Edoras looked at me. "Erm... heheh... hello..." I went in pace with Legolas so that I'd be partially hidden from view.
"You are so odd," he told me.
"Why thank you, my happy cow!" I said. "You're very fuzzy too!"
"Dear Valar..."
"You know, I think that you are the most fun to bother out of you, Aragorn, and Gimli," I explained.
"Oh, so that's why you always hang around me, eh?" he said with a raised eyebrow.
"You betcha, by golly! I mean, I guess it's 'cause you're a prince... I mean, you're kinda stuck up, and selfish, and-"
"I am NOT!" he yelled, getting the attention from the people again. He glared at me. "I hate you."
"Thanks dear pal. I love you too." I was silent for a few minutes... most unusual for me, actually. "You know, Leggy?"
"What?" Ah, good. He had finally given in and admitted that his real names were Leggy poo, Princess Puff, Leggy, Leggsie, Puffy, and Princess. I was so happy.
"I think I'm gonna sing," I told him.
"Oh no! Don't! Laura-!"
"Oh give me a home!
Where the buffalo roam!
And the deer and the antelope plaaaaaay
Where seldom is heard
A discouraging word!
And the skies are not cloudy all day!"
I stopped and took a big breath. Then-
"HOME, HOME ON THE RANGE!!!
WHERE THE DEER AND THE ANTELOPE PLAY!!!
WHERE SELDOM IS HEARD A DISCOURAGING WORD!!!
AND THE SKIES ARE NOT CLOUDY ALL DAY!!!!!!" I belted out.
The big groups of citizens from Edoras were cracking up. Well that's good... they all seemed so depressed.
"Thank you! Thank you!" I stood up in my stirrups and bowed. "I love you all! I'd like to thank my mom, and my dad, and my fleas, and-"
"You're done, Laura."
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Yayness!! I finished this chapter, like the good girl that I am!! Heheh... yes well, I'd like to thank Daisy Princess for reviewing FOUR TIMES IN A ROW!!!! Yaaay!!!! *applauds* Thanks to all of you who reviewed, too!
NO!
'TIS NOT!!
Nor is my last name Tolkien... if it was, I wouldn't be sitting my arse in front of the computer, typing a fanfic about LOTR. Instead, I'd probably be at my mountain cabin, enjoying my brand-new spa with imported water from Italy.
Anyhap, I think I've made my point clear.
~Laura/Lorenzo/Archibald/Willoughby/Sandwich/Spicy/Laurie/Hey kid move
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Chapter Four: Laura tortures the citizens of Rohan
~Laura POV~
Okay, so now we're in Rohan. Meduseld, to be more specific. Anyhap, we're sitting inside the "palace" (if you can call it that), eating our dinner. Well, actually, I was eating TWO dinners. Remember, Legolas had promised me his that night.
I looked up from my second potato at Legolas, who I was sitting next to. He was looking wistfully at my steak.
"Don't even think about it, Elfy boy," I growled.
"But I'm hungry!" he whined. I know, it's hard to imagine an elf whining, but he DID, so that's that.
"Too bad. Remember, you said you'd give me your dinner. Go eat some lembas or something," I said, shooing him away.
"I never thought I would say this, but I am sick and tired of lembas," he told me.
"Yeah, that's a great story, Leggy, but now this piece of steak is calling my name," I said, and attacked the meat with my knife. Legolas mumbled something in elvish, then stood up to lean against a pillar behind him. I smirked at Lauren, who was sitting across the table from me and shaking her head.
"You are so childish," she told me, grinning.
"I am not, you big meany head!" I said angrily. "Oops... I just proved your point there, didn't I?"
"Yes you did," said Legolas, shifting his weight to his left leg and crossing his arms.
"Oh shut up, Puffy (our new name for him). No one asked you," I said snobbishly.
"Ouch," he said sarcastically. I decided to ignore him.
~Legolas POV~
Ai, those two could be annoying! But I decided that they really had made our journey slightly more enjoyable... at times.
I watched as Laura sat back in her chair about two minutes later. "Okay, Puffy, you win," she groaned. "I'm too full. You can have the rest of my meal," she told me, gesturing to my plate.
I looked at it. "Why, thank you oh so much, Laura! But I'm not sure I can finish a whole HALF A POTATO!!!" Obviously, she hadn't left much.
"You mean 'tater'," Lauren corrected me.
"What is a 'tater'?" I asked. It was one of those moments when you ask something, but as soon as the words are out of your mouth, you know the answer.
"You know, PO-TAY-TOES!!!" they both said at the same time. (A/N: I LOVED that line in the movie!! I was laughing my arse off when Sam said it... even though I still think he is a homosexual pervert...)
"Hush! Aragorn, Theoden and Gandalf are discussing something," I told them.
"Oooh, can I help?" Laura asked happily.
"What help would you be of?"
"I could sing and dance to make everyone happy!"
"No, Laura," Aragorn said, looking up from the map Theoden was showing him. "We've experienced your singing before, and it wasn't very fun."
Laura stuck her tongue out at him and pouted. "You're no fun anymore."
"Hey, that's Monty Python's line!" Lauren scolded.
"Lauren, Lauren... SHUT UP!!!!" she screamed. Valar, she sounded like a banshee.
"Why don't you!?" Lauren shot back, raising her voice.
"BECAUSE I AM LORENZO THE ELF QUEEN, AND YOU MUST BOW TO ME!!!" Laura roared. The room became very quiet: the only sound was that of crickets chirping outside.
"Come on, you little snake," I said, dragging her to her feet.
"But I don't wanna leave!" she whined.
"Too bad."
"You can't make me," she said, plopping to the ground.
"I can't, can't I?"
"No, you can't."
"Well, then, I guess I'll have to resort to this." I reached down and picked her up.
"HEY!!! LEMME DOWN, YOU OVERSIZED CUPCAKE!!! I DEMAND A LAWYER!!! GEORGE DUBYA BUSH WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!!! LAUREN!! LAUREN!! CALL OUT THE CIA!!! ALERT THE MARINES!! PAGE GABRIEL AND TELL HIM TO BLOW HIS HORN ALREADY... ANYTHING!!! TELL MY STORY, LAUREN!! TELL EVERYONE HOW I WAS KIDNAPPED BY AN EVIL ELF!!!" she yelled as I carried her out the door.
We walked down several flights of stairs, with her still screaming. Finally she was silent... for two minutes.
"You suck," she spat at me.
I raised my eyebrow. "Yeeeeah... well, you're sleeping in the stables tonight," I told her. Her eyes got wide and she started sputtering. "But- but- horse shit! Rats! Mice! Fleas!! Icky little insects! Scary noises!!" she whined, tugging harshly -on my hair.
"Ow!" I cried, instinctively reaching up to my scalp. This, obviously, caused me to drop her.
"Oof!" She clumped ungracefully on the ground. "Stupid bitch," she muttered.
"Bitch? Laura, a bitch is a female dog," I explained.
"Exactly! Aren't you a girl?" she asked angelically.
I rolled my eyes. "Must you always be so immature?"
"Yes." I closed my eyes. Count to ten, Legolas, I told myself, just count to ten...
~Lauren POV~
It was hilarious watching Laura being carried away like a two-year old! I was laughing so hard that my sides hurt.
"Lassie, if you don't stop shaking the table I might have to cut all your hair off," Gimli growled.
I grinned. "You are just the cutest little thing!!!" I exclaimed, rubbing his hair.
"Ach! Don't! You silly girl!" he roared, batting away my hands.
"Humph. You're no fun." I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest. About ten minutes later Legolas came back.
"Where's Laura?" I asked.
"In the stables," he answered nonchalantly.
"Um... why?"
"She told me she wanted to sleep there tonight."
I raised my eyebrow. "Somehow I don't think that's what she said," I murmured. "Okay, well if she's down there, I wanna be down there, too," I decided.
"Suit yourself," Legolas said, shrugging. He led me down a few flights of stairs, and he gestured to a door. I walked through, only to be almost run over by a rampaging horse.
"DUKE!!! DUKE!!! STOP BEING RETARDED!!!" I heard Laura roar. Duke was bucking all over the stable.
"Laura, what happened?" Legolas yelled over Duke's neighing.
"I let Duke out of his stall for a moment so that he could stretch his legs, but then he broke the lead and started being stupid!!" Laura called back.
"Ai... alright..." Legolas grumbled and walked toward Duke, singing sweetly in Elvish. Immediately he became calm (Duke, not Legolas, you nift).
"Good boy," Legolas crooned, stroking Duke's neck.
"Damn Legolas..." we both muttered.
"How do you do that?" I asked.
"'Tis the way of the Elves... we befriend all good creatures," he told us, stroking Duke's nose.
"Why did you start using "'tis" all of a sudden?" Laura asked, completely changing the subject. Legolas looked at her, a confused look on his face.
"I... don't... know..." he said with a faraway look. He snapped back to reality. "Oh well! You two had probably hit the hay!" He chuckled at his little joke.
Laura looked at him with a disturbed expression. "That has got to be THE WORST pun I've ever heard," she told him.
"That's nice... good night!" And with that, he led Duke to his stall and walked out of the stables.
"Erm... okay?" I looked at Laura. "He's starting to act like us..." I shuddered.
"I suddenly feel very unloved and alone," she whined.
"Me too... oh well!! Now you can be around Duke!"
"Good point!" She walked over to the tack room and took out a currycomb. She walked carefully up to Duke. "Hush babe... it's all right... it's just me..." she said in a soothing voice. Duke rolled his eyes... no I am not kidding... She gently ran the brush over his back. I laid down in some hay and watched her, then drifted off to sleep.
~Laura POV~
The next morning I woke up to a bunch of voices in the stable. "Wha-?" I grumbled.
"Get up, you lazy girls!" Legolas called. He was a few stalls down, saddling up Arod. "We are headed for Helm's Deep. We are leaving in one hour."
"ONE HOUR!!!" I screamed. "LAUREN, GET YOUR SORRY ARSE OUT OF THE HAY AND GET MOVING!!!" I sprinted out of the stables and literally ran into Eowyn.
"Good morning, my dear," she said sweetly. Okay, so she's not as bad as I thought.
"Yeah, hey, um, no time to talk, BYE!!!" I ran around her and... straight into Aragorn.
"Is everyone TRYING to get in my way this morning?!" I exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Laura. Hurry, though. We're leaving-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know!! I need to get something to eat and get my bag!!" I told him, pushing past and sprinting up the stairs.
I stumbled into the dining hall ten minutes later, after getting lost five times. My bag was lying peacefully on the floor. I ran over to it and picked it up. "I hate you," I told it. It was silent. "STOP MOCKING ME!!!" I yelled, whapping it against a pillar. (A/N: This is from the TV show, "The Fairly Oddparents". LOL oh my god I LOVE that show! Pudding!)
"Laura? Why are you talking to a bag?" I heard someone ask. I spun around and saw... oh big surprise, Elfy boy.
"It was mocking me," I told him matter-of-factly.
"Uh-huh... well, you can stop tearing around like a wild woman... we aren't leaving for another two hours, actually," he said.
"You suck," I growled.
"So I've heard... oh and by the way," he said as I walked out the door, "you have hay in your hair."
I flicked him off and walked to the kitchen. One of the maids, whose name I think was Helen, was packing up some pots and pans. "Erm, excuse me!" I said. She looked up.
"What can I do for you, my lady?" she asked. Gosh, everyone was so nice there...
"May I please have a small loaf of bread or something?" I said.
"Of course, my lady." She reached into a cupboard and pulled out a very large loaf of bread. "Here you are, my dear." She smiled kindly.
"This is small?" I said quietly. "Ah well... thank you very much!!" I grinned and sprinted out of the room.
Fifteen minutes and four wrong turns later, I finally reached the stables. Lauren was still asleep. I rolled my eyes and kicked her. "Come on, lazy arse. We're leaving soon."
"Foof," she told me.
"Well foof to you, too. I guess I'll just eat this whole loaf of bread all by myself..." I said "sadly", plopping down on the hay next to her.
She shot up like a spring. "GIMME!!!" she shouted.
"Patience, young grasshopper, patience," I told her.
"Meh!" she exclaimed, grabbing the bread.
"Selfish poo-head," I muttered. Suddenly Gimli appeared. "Young lassies, may I have some bre-"
"NO!!!" we both shouted. "OURS!!!"
"Grumps," he muttered, walking away.
"Yay evil pumpkins!" I slapped Lauren's hand in a high-five.
"Mmmmf..." she said, her mouth full of bread.
"Meh..." I turned back to my own meal, wolfing it down in less than two minutes.
Half an hour later we set out from Meduseld to Helm's Deep. The "riding arrangements", as Lauren called them, were the same as before: she was with Aragorn, Gimli was riding with Legolas, and I was all by my lonesome. Boohoo... NOT!!!
I looked over at Lauren, who was sulking. Aragorn was flirting with Eowyn, and not paying any attention to her. She looked up at me. "Haha!" I mouthed. She narrowed her eyes and flicked me off. Well, everyone was in a great mood today, weren't they?
With every step Duke took, I could only think: Bored... bored... still bored... border... borederer... am about to die 'cause I'm so bored... "UGH THIS SUCKS!!!" I yelled suddenly. All the residents of Edoras looked at me. "Erm... heheh... hello..." I went in pace with Legolas so that I'd be partially hidden from view.
"You are so odd," he told me.
"Why thank you, my happy cow!" I said. "You're very fuzzy too!"
"Dear Valar..."
"You know, I think that you are the most fun to bother out of you, Aragorn, and Gimli," I explained.
"Oh, so that's why you always hang around me, eh?" he said with a raised eyebrow.
"You betcha, by golly! I mean, I guess it's 'cause you're a prince... I mean, you're kinda stuck up, and selfish, and-"
"I am NOT!" he yelled, getting the attention from the people again. He glared at me. "I hate you."
"Thanks dear pal. I love you too." I was silent for a few minutes... most unusual for me, actually. "You know, Leggy?"
"What?" Ah, good. He had finally given in and admitted that his real names were Leggy poo, Princess Puff, Leggy, Leggsie, Puffy, and Princess. I was so happy.
"I think I'm gonna sing," I told him.
"Oh no! Don't! Laura-!"
"Oh give me a home!
Where the buffalo roam!
And the deer and the antelope plaaaaaay
Where seldom is heard
A discouraging word!
And the skies are not cloudy all day!"
I stopped and took a big breath. Then-
"HOME, HOME ON THE RANGE!!!
WHERE THE DEER AND THE ANTELOPE PLAY!!!
WHERE SELDOM IS HEARD A DISCOURAGING WORD!!!
AND THE SKIES ARE NOT CLOUDY ALL DAY!!!!!!" I belted out.
The big groups of citizens from Edoras were cracking up. Well that's good... they all seemed so depressed.
"Thank you! Thank you!" I stood up in my stirrups and bowed. "I love you all! I'd like to thank my mom, and my dad, and my fleas, and-"
"You're done, Laura."
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Yayness!! I finished this chapter, like the good girl that I am!! Heheh... yes well, I'd like to thank Daisy Princess for reviewing FOUR TIMES IN A ROW!!!! Yaaay!!!! *applauds* Thanks to all of you who reviewed, too!