A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed... I'm really, really, sorry for
making such a bad chapter, but I couldn't make it funny... it was just...
wrong. So anywho, I'm sorry again... This chapter is long, but I don't
think its funny. I wanted a little bit of romance in it between my and my
Leggy-poo but it just wasn't workin'. So here it goes:
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I just... don't.
Scary Mind Reading Elf
By the time we reached Lothlórien, all of them had stopped crying. But not me. I was still sobbing. I made Legolas let me go as I forced myself to walk. I felt an arrow on my neck. Make that three. I looked at the Elves. Yes, they were purdy, but I was too pissed. I grabbed an arrow and put it a different direction. You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Poo, I thought to myself, altering Hadlir's words. You may go back. Mwahahahaha. I chuckled to myself and felt the arrow deeper on my neck.
"YOU'RE POKING ME TOO HARD, DAMMIT!" I grabbed the friggin' arrow and tried to break it in half. I failed, and threw it in a different direction. PMS is just dandy.
"Come. Follow me." Hadlir said. We walked and walked and walked. Stairs.
"Fuck!" I cussed, looking at my leg. It was already enough fucked up. This time, it was Boromir who carried me. I thought I was going to be sick. He set me down and I sat on the floor. I noticed that I still had the arrow sticking out of my calf. I took it out and threw it somewhere, secretly wishing it hit someone. Then I saw Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel walk down the steps. So Elf-like.
"Nine there are here, yet ten set out of Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him." said Celeborn. Galadriel looked at Aragorn.
"He has fallen into Shadow," she said. "The quest, stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all." She looked at Boromir. "Yet hope remains while Company is true." She looked at Sam. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest." I heard someone tak to me. I looked behind me, and then I turned back I noticed Galadriel staring right at me.
Welcome, Naury of Earth. I looked at her straight in the eyes and nodded. Do not fear me. You are hurt, you will heal here. I nodded again, trying not to scream. SHE WAS SO CREEPY! AHHHH!!!!
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After we found a place to sleep and were settled in, I decided to take a bath. I knew I had extra clothes in my bag. Legolas was currently next to me, looking at me take things out of my bag. The things out of my bag were pencils, pens, food, some make up, perfume, tooth paste and tooth brush, my sweater, a pink and black striped tank top, and shorts. Inside my bag I had my panties and bra. I stuffed my perfume, shorts and shirt back inside the bag and put the rest of the things under the blanket that I used for a pillow. I got up and started to walk away. Legolas stopped me.
"Manke naa lle autien?(where are you going?)" he asked.
"I'm going to take a bath," I replied, pointing to the blood and dirt on my face and legs and arms. He smiled and let me go. I walked off. I bathed for hours, especially on my wounds. When I finished, I put on my clothes, brushed my teeth and put on perfume. There. All pretty. I walked back to the camp and sat on my bed. Well, not bed. More like my blanket on the floor. I rolled my eyes and stuffed the rest of my crap in my bag. I closed my eyes and then I felt someone tap my shoulder.
"How are you doing?" asked Legolas.
"Fine... I guess" I shrugged. I felt something on my leg. I was bleeding. Again. "Oww..." I said, trying to stop the blood. I lifted my shirt to see if I was bleeding there again, but it had closed. "Legolas... Am I going to stay with these scars forever?" He sighed.
"I do not know." He said, brushing my hand away from my leg and placing his hand. He ripped a piece of my blanket and tied it around my calf. "I am so sorry, Naury. I did not kill that Orc sooner."
"Don't worry. It didn't kill me or fuck up my leg forever. AND ITS KEWL HAVING SCARS! W00T!!" He looked at me in shock when I cursed. I smiled at him. I got up slowly and limped over to Merry and Pippin. They were still grieving, but in my pocket I had three Pixie Stix. I also held my Walkman with my All American Rejects cd in it. They were going to cheer up if it was the last thing I did. I sat down with Merry at my left and Pippin at my right. I turned on the Walkman and put on Why Worry. I put it as loud as I can, and they raised their eyebrows at me. I gave them each Pixie Stix, and I opened my own and put some of the sweet sugar in my mouth. I started jumping up and down, dancing to the music in pain. They repeated the same thing I did, step by step. After some time, I think I got used to the pain or was high because I didn't feel anything anymore. Legolas was watching me from where he was sitting, smiling. Oo0o0oh, that guy was SO going to ask me to marry him.
A/N: Ya like? I tried making it longer... HEY I'M GROWING UP! HEEHEE, MIDDLE-EARTH CHANGED ME! . Well, sort of... Look out for my new fic, From Movies to Falling. Its FUNNAY! (its almost finished!)
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I just... don't.
Scary Mind Reading Elf
By the time we reached Lothlórien, all of them had stopped crying. But not me. I was still sobbing. I made Legolas let me go as I forced myself to walk. I felt an arrow on my neck. Make that three. I looked at the Elves. Yes, they were purdy, but I was too pissed. I grabbed an arrow and put it a different direction. You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Poo, I thought to myself, altering Hadlir's words. You may go back. Mwahahahaha. I chuckled to myself and felt the arrow deeper on my neck.
"YOU'RE POKING ME TOO HARD, DAMMIT!" I grabbed the friggin' arrow and tried to break it in half. I failed, and threw it in a different direction. PMS is just dandy.
"Come. Follow me." Hadlir said. We walked and walked and walked. Stairs.
"Fuck!" I cussed, looking at my leg. It was already enough fucked up. This time, it was Boromir who carried me. I thought I was going to be sick. He set me down and I sat on the floor. I noticed that I still had the arrow sticking out of my calf. I took it out and threw it somewhere, secretly wishing it hit someone. Then I saw Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel walk down the steps. So Elf-like.
"Nine there are here, yet ten set out of Rivendell. Tell me, where is Gandalf, for I much desire to speak with him." said Celeborn. Galadriel looked at Aragorn.
"He has fallen into Shadow," she said. "The quest, stands on the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail to the ruin of all." She looked at Boromir. "Yet hope remains while Company is true." She looked at Sam. "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Go now and rest." I heard someone tak to me. I looked behind me, and then I turned back I noticed Galadriel staring right at me.
Welcome, Naury of Earth. I looked at her straight in the eyes and nodded. Do not fear me. You are hurt, you will heal here. I nodded again, trying not to scream. SHE WAS SO CREEPY! AHHHH!!!!
++++++++^_^++++++++
After we found a place to sleep and were settled in, I decided to take a bath. I knew I had extra clothes in my bag. Legolas was currently next to me, looking at me take things out of my bag. The things out of my bag were pencils, pens, food, some make up, perfume, tooth paste and tooth brush, my sweater, a pink and black striped tank top, and shorts. Inside my bag I had my panties and bra. I stuffed my perfume, shorts and shirt back inside the bag and put the rest of the things under the blanket that I used for a pillow. I got up and started to walk away. Legolas stopped me.
"Manke naa lle autien?(where are you going?)" he asked.
"I'm going to take a bath," I replied, pointing to the blood and dirt on my face and legs and arms. He smiled and let me go. I walked off. I bathed for hours, especially on my wounds. When I finished, I put on my clothes, brushed my teeth and put on perfume. There. All pretty. I walked back to the camp and sat on my bed. Well, not bed. More like my blanket on the floor. I rolled my eyes and stuffed the rest of my crap in my bag. I closed my eyes and then I felt someone tap my shoulder.
"How are you doing?" asked Legolas.
"Fine... I guess" I shrugged. I felt something on my leg. I was bleeding. Again. "Oww..." I said, trying to stop the blood. I lifted my shirt to see if I was bleeding there again, but it had closed. "Legolas... Am I going to stay with these scars forever?" He sighed.
"I do not know." He said, brushing my hand away from my leg and placing his hand. He ripped a piece of my blanket and tied it around my calf. "I am so sorry, Naury. I did not kill that Orc sooner."
"Don't worry. It didn't kill me or fuck up my leg forever. AND ITS KEWL HAVING SCARS! W00T!!" He looked at me in shock when I cursed. I smiled at him. I got up slowly and limped over to Merry and Pippin. They were still grieving, but in my pocket I had three Pixie Stix. I also held my Walkman with my All American Rejects cd in it. They were going to cheer up if it was the last thing I did. I sat down with Merry at my left and Pippin at my right. I turned on the Walkman and put on Why Worry. I put it as loud as I can, and they raised their eyebrows at me. I gave them each Pixie Stix, and I opened my own and put some of the sweet sugar in my mouth. I started jumping up and down, dancing to the music in pain. They repeated the same thing I did, step by step. After some time, I think I got used to the pain or was high because I didn't feel anything anymore. Legolas was watching me from where he was sitting, smiling. Oo0o0oh, that guy was SO going to ask me to marry him.
A/N: Ya like? I tried making it longer... HEY I'M GROWING UP! HEEHEE, MIDDLE-EARTH CHANGED ME! . Well, sort of... Look out for my new fic, From Movies to Falling. Its FUNNAY! (its almost finished!)
