Disclaimer: Well long, long ago far, far away from wherever Star Wars takes
place I did own them but then I realized that having a piece of paper with
their names on it doesn't count. But I do own Waldo, the Not-so-Grim Grim
Reaper (but he isn't here he had to get all popular and go make his own
movie! Hmph! Too good for me...I'll show him, Ill show them all!)
Note: Boromir is back but you should be happy cause if he wasn't then there would be no Bo-Bo! Thanks for the names SpaceCowgirl.
Legolas, Boromir and Aragorn woke up earlier then usual, probably worried about their mother's safety. But when they woke their mothers were still sitting where they had left them last night and the first sounds that met their ears were;
"Yes, we were so proud when Legolas learnt to use the potty, I know 612 is a bit later then some but he rarely has an accident now."
Legolas went pale and then pulled the edge of his bedroll over his head and ignored the sniggers he heard from the other two members of the fellowship.
"For some reason that reminds me of Bo-Bo's obsesion with dresses. He used to wear his cousins' and mine and put on make up. It was quite an embarrassment when we were at Gondor's annual New Year celebration and he comes out with lipstick all over his face and has a dress and heels on, oh I think I have a picture."
"Aww!"
"Why me? Why me?" Bormir asked shaking his head.
"You're lucky to even have your son wear clothes. My sweet little Aragorn used to hate to wear anything at all so one day were celebrating his father's birthday and in comes my son in nothing but a smile and hops up on my lap. Oh my you should have seen the guest's faces." At this all three women start laughing.
"I am putting a stop to this now!" Aragorn grumbled.
All three sons stood up and march over to their mothers.
"Mummsie," Aragorn said his voice getting suddenly softer, "do you mind not telling these embarrassing stories?"
"Come on Aragorn show a little spine." Boromir whispered from beside him.
"Mother, I am a grown man, I'm the Heir of Gondor. So please don't tell these stories."
"My poor heart," Gilraen said placing a hand on her chest. "It's getting tight. I cant breathe"
"No, no Momma. It's all right. Shhhh don't worry I'll be good. See I like it when you tell stories about me." Aragorn said quickly putting on an obviously fake smile.
"Oh, I'm so proud of you." She said patting his cheek with every word.
"You're kind of pathetic you know that?" Legolas said shaking his head as his mother began telling everyone how Leoglas had a fear of trees for a while.
"I bet this doesn't happen to Ėomer or Gimli." Boromir sighed, resting his chin in his hand.
"Bo-Bo! Come eat!" His mother called pulling out some good china from one of her many bags.
Some how from the small supply of food they had, there was a huge buffet- style breakfast.
"Now eat it all up." She said.
"Come on Cecil." Legolas' mother said walking into the woods.
"Cecil?" Aragorn asked out loud.
"Oh, Leoglas' actual name is Cecil, he wanted to change it because all the other Elves made fun of him." Gilraen explained. "His mother wishes for him to change it back."
"Mother! I can't eat all this." Boromir tried to explain. "No one can."
Finduilas looked if she was about to cry. "Your father and I are getting a divorce!" She wailed as she hugged him around the shoulders. "Please, understand after he tried to kill Fay-Fay in the tomb… it's been rough. I know being the Steward of Gondor is no easy task. But he just isn't fulfilling me sexually."
"I think I'm going to be sick." Boromir said picturing his parents…
"Bo-Bo, I know this might be hard on you, but I did send word to your old therapist you had when you discovered that Dust Bunnies weren't real."
"Dust Bunnies?" Aragorn asked with raised eyebrows.
"I was a kid."
"I know but…they aren't real." He said looking at his mom. "Momma?"
"Well dear, you had no friends and you were so cute playing with those hunks of dust. I didn't want to break your heart. Arwen was supposed to tell you."
"I think I have a picture of one."
"I think I need a walk." He said standing up and walking the same direction Leoglas and his mother had gone. He was just beginning to calm down and thought about going back when he saw the two elves sitting on bamboo mats, their legs twisted behind their heads, their hands placed together, in front of them, as though praying while slowly chanting.
"…Delta, Echo, Foxtrot, Golf…"
"What the?" He said quietly to himself.
"Its an ancient Mirkwood Yoga technique." His companion's mother replied quietly not opening her eyes. "One of the best ways not to fantasize about dwarves."
Aragorn looked at Legolas who was still chanting slowly, wondering about his friend's sanity. He was just about to slowly back away and then run away laughing when there was a loud scream from the clearing he had just left!
Note: Boromir is back but you should be happy cause if he wasn't then there would be no Bo-Bo! Thanks for the names SpaceCowgirl.
Legolas, Boromir and Aragorn woke up earlier then usual, probably worried about their mother's safety. But when they woke their mothers were still sitting where they had left them last night and the first sounds that met their ears were;
"Yes, we were so proud when Legolas learnt to use the potty, I know 612 is a bit later then some but he rarely has an accident now."
Legolas went pale and then pulled the edge of his bedroll over his head and ignored the sniggers he heard from the other two members of the fellowship.
"For some reason that reminds me of Bo-Bo's obsesion with dresses. He used to wear his cousins' and mine and put on make up. It was quite an embarrassment when we were at Gondor's annual New Year celebration and he comes out with lipstick all over his face and has a dress and heels on, oh I think I have a picture."
"Aww!"
"Why me? Why me?" Bormir asked shaking his head.
"You're lucky to even have your son wear clothes. My sweet little Aragorn used to hate to wear anything at all so one day were celebrating his father's birthday and in comes my son in nothing but a smile and hops up on my lap. Oh my you should have seen the guest's faces." At this all three women start laughing.
"I am putting a stop to this now!" Aragorn grumbled.
All three sons stood up and march over to their mothers.
"Mummsie," Aragorn said his voice getting suddenly softer, "do you mind not telling these embarrassing stories?"
"Come on Aragorn show a little spine." Boromir whispered from beside him.
"Mother, I am a grown man, I'm the Heir of Gondor. So please don't tell these stories."
"My poor heart," Gilraen said placing a hand on her chest. "It's getting tight. I cant breathe"
"No, no Momma. It's all right. Shhhh don't worry I'll be good. See I like it when you tell stories about me." Aragorn said quickly putting on an obviously fake smile.
"Oh, I'm so proud of you." She said patting his cheek with every word.
"You're kind of pathetic you know that?" Legolas said shaking his head as his mother began telling everyone how Leoglas had a fear of trees for a while.
"I bet this doesn't happen to Ėomer or Gimli." Boromir sighed, resting his chin in his hand.
"Bo-Bo! Come eat!" His mother called pulling out some good china from one of her many bags.
Some how from the small supply of food they had, there was a huge buffet- style breakfast.
"Now eat it all up." She said.
"Come on Cecil." Legolas' mother said walking into the woods.
"Cecil?" Aragorn asked out loud.
"Oh, Leoglas' actual name is Cecil, he wanted to change it because all the other Elves made fun of him." Gilraen explained. "His mother wishes for him to change it back."
"Mother! I can't eat all this." Boromir tried to explain. "No one can."
Finduilas looked if she was about to cry. "Your father and I are getting a divorce!" She wailed as she hugged him around the shoulders. "Please, understand after he tried to kill Fay-Fay in the tomb… it's been rough. I know being the Steward of Gondor is no easy task. But he just isn't fulfilling me sexually."
"I think I'm going to be sick." Boromir said picturing his parents…
"Bo-Bo, I know this might be hard on you, but I did send word to your old therapist you had when you discovered that Dust Bunnies weren't real."
"Dust Bunnies?" Aragorn asked with raised eyebrows.
"I was a kid."
"I know but…they aren't real." He said looking at his mom. "Momma?"
"Well dear, you had no friends and you were so cute playing with those hunks of dust. I didn't want to break your heart. Arwen was supposed to tell you."
"I think I have a picture of one."
"I think I need a walk." He said standing up and walking the same direction Leoglas and his mother had gone. He was just beginning to calm down and thought about going back when he saw the two elves sitting on bamboo mats, their legs twisted behind their heads, their hands placed together, in front of them, as though praying while slowly chanting.
"…Delta, Echo, Foxtrot, Golf…"
"What the?" He said quietly to himself.
"Its an ancient Mirkwood Yoga technique." His companion's mother replied quietly not opening her eyes. "One of the best ways not to fantasize about dwarves."
Aragorn looked at Legolas who was still chanting slowly, wondering about his friend's sanity. He was just about to slowly back away and then run away laughing when there was a loud scream from the clearing he had just left!
