Liz: Yes, I'm trying to work more Eowyn into my fiction, and NO WAY was I
going to make her an Aragorn Drooler or a total bitch. Something I really
don't like is the way so many authors do that. Arwen isn't going to be a
bitch or an Aragorn drooler (yet) either. You'll see... I'll see if I can
do the brother rivalry...next chappie! Yeah! They both will have girls to
impress! Feel very sorry for Celeborn, to, for reasons later read. More
Glorfindel on the way!!!
Zoya: Really? You like it? Thanks! And thanks for the 'mallory towers' author! I think I should go look that up...
VladimirsAngel: *Haldir glances around* who did that? *blink* oh, it's you. *walks away* *Fiora walks in* Haldir, be nice to the reviewer *grins* give her a kiss *mouth's 'Grima'* Ugh! *Haldir kisses angel on the cheek, and runs away.* hehe ^_^
Zelda123: Sorry, don't yell *hides.* This one's longer. Hope you like. I think your review was the closest thing to a flame this fiction has had...
K.R.: Eh-gads! Erestor does sound like the Harry Potter Teacher! Only...nobody knows much about him. And *snicker* there is something else about him...
Only five reviews last chappie! Was it that bad? I'm really sorry if it was...hope this is better!
Please note::: No one beta 'd this, as my beta is asleep. If you notice any grammar or spelling errors, please leave them in your review so I can correct them.
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A loud gong echoed across the school grounds, signifying the end of the dreaded first period. A rustle of papers was heard as students finished writing down their homework assignments and rushed from their classrooms. A crowd of swooning girls was seen crowded around the door of the staff hall, hoping to catch a last glimpse of the Professor Erestor, before scattering to get to their next class before their five minuets were up.
Two Elves could be seen making their way down the hall to their choir class, arguing audibly over that one Professor Erestor.
"HE IS NOT!" A few students scampered out of the way of the obviously angry blonde elf, as she shouted at another blonde elf, this one male.
"I'm Telling you, Adalea, he IS" The male insisted, shrugging his shoulder pack higher on his shoulder.
"NO NO NO NO NO! HE IS SOOOO NOT GAY!"
"Adalea, a male elf that is that...attractive...and still single, has got to be gay!"
"Your just jealous!"
"No, YOU'RE just denying the truth."
"No, I'm noooooooottttttttt" The elf sang, plugging her ears with her fingers. Legolas glared at her, before snatching her schedule from her backpack.
"Yes you are," he mused, as Adalea continued to pretend she couldn't hear him, "Because your smitten with him, and don't want to admit he will never be-"
"Give that back!" She snapped, trying to grab the sheet of paper back from him. Legolas just laughed, dancing a few feet away.
"Wait until everyone hears about you outlining his name with hearts and-"
Adalea Lunged for him, and the elf prince jumped back, knocking Arwen to the floor. "Sorry!" The Elf prince called out, as he tore down the hall towards the choir room.
"Sorry," mimicked the other elf, as she tore past the fallen elf after him, shouting for him to stop. He did, too, as he entered the doorway of the choir classroom, a look of shock on his face.
Adalea let out a triumphant yell as her prey stopped, and tackled him. "Give it back, prince Orcling, and I shalt hurt you too-too-too-" She stared from her place sitting on Legolas's back, mouth open, as she met the eyes of a very large Uruk-Hai.
"Off your lover, she-elf," he growled, yanking Adalea to her feet. "Both of you, here, after class. We'll discuss running in the halls, shouting, and flirting."
"I wasn't flirting," protested Adalea in a small voice, but said nothing more as the Uruk-Hai growled.
"We'll discuss it after class," he snarled, as he turned to leave the two terrified elves at the doorway. Their terror quickly melted into humor, as they caught sight of his backside.
A heart, a peace sign, and 'Kiss me, I'm Orcish' was scrawled in bright colored paint. "Pucker up, Adalea" hissed Legolas, dodging a blow from her, as they went to find a seat.
A few seconds later, a rather disgruntled Arwen sat down next to Adalea. "How much trouble did you get into?" She asked, rustling through her bag for something.
"We have to talk to him after class," replied Legolas dryly, watching the teacher shuffle through his papers.
"Have fun," Arwen replied sarcastically, before handing Legolas a hairbrush, "Your hair's a mess."
"Thanks," replied the elf, running it through his hair. Adalea handed him a handful of balled up paper. "Thanks," he repeated, before launching them at the unsuspecting creature.
"Fifty points if they fall down his Armor," explained Adalea, handing Arwen some, "Seventy if they stick in his hair."
"How many for the face?" She asked, nailing the Uruk-Hai in the forehead. He growled audibly, eyeing the growing crowd of students for a suspect, before turning around once again to look for something in his stacks of paper.
"Hundred," replied Adalea, passing some more to the elves behind her.
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"Is not!" Snapped Fiora, as she sat down on the contently placed stone wall behind the school, in the courtyard.
"Is to!" Sefera snapped back, sitting down near her, as she waited for the "Specialized P.E." class to begin.
"Is not"
"Is to"
"Is not"
"Is to"
"Is not"
"Is to"
"This is pointless"
"No it isn't"
"Yes it is"
"How long are you going to keep this up?" demanded Haldir, ducking as both girls glared at him, only to continue their argument.
"What are they arguing about again?" Inquired Glorfindel, his eyebrows moving with his question, causing Sefera to miss a beat in the argument, and be declared the looser by Fiora.
"Am not!"
"Are Too!"
"Here we go again," muttered Faramir, beating his head against his tree.
"Your going to get bark in your hair," pointed out Eowyn, from her place next to Sefera, "And she did not loose!"
"Yes she did, she waited to long to respond." Boromir replied from his mock duel with Éomer.
"I wouldn't have waited if Glorfindel hadn't of moved his eyebrows!" Sefera responded.
"Tell you what, Sefera," Fiora said, eyeing the dueling men, "If Éomer wins the duel, you didn't loose. If Boromir wins the duel, you loose."
"Why do I have to be stuck with Éomer?" mock whined Sefera, as Éomer growled at her.
"Because his sister sided with you, and Boromir sided with me," replied Fiora, sticking out her tongue.
A loud gong sounded from somewhere, and both Éomer and Boromir jumped back, sheathing their swords. "Looks like you're going to have to settle your argument some other way," said Éomer with an apologetic grin.
"Works for me!" snapped Sefera, right before lunging at Fiora, tackling her to the ground. The various men gathered around cheered her on. "I win," declared Sefera, climbing off the elf.
Fiora stood up, and looked as if she was about to counter-attack, but instead brushed the dirt off her backside and sat back down. "Fine, whatever. Just remember. HE. IS. NOT."
Sefera let out a squawk of protest, "YES. HE. IS."
Haldir sighed. "When are the teachers getting here? I want class to start." Multiple males voiced their agreement as the two girls started at it once more.
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"Orophin, your in charge," Stated Elrond, naming the first student, whose name he actually knew, that wasn't one of his twin sons. "Class, try to finish this worksheet before I return." That said, Elrond swiftly followed after Galadriel, wondering what in the Valar would unnerve his mother-in- law so much.
"Celeborn's been drugged."
"Drugged? What?"
"On of the students, a female, a human, Celeborn says, drugged him, and nearly raped him." Elrond fell silent for a few seconds, as he followed her. Galadriel paused as they neared the staff room. "I've sent Sauron to get the Wargs, and I'm getting what I can out of Celeborn. He's still drugged, and we need your healing talents to remove the rest of the drugs from him."
"Yes, my lady," replied Elrond, taking the lead to her chambers, "any idea who the student was, or the drug paraphernalia they used?"
"No, but I think she might have used in his drink, if you could look at that..."
"Certainly," he replied, wondering why he had to open a school.
"And Elrond?"
"Yes, my lady?" he replied, feeling rather flustered.
"Please remove that ridiculous hairclip from your ponytail!"
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Standard review request with a twist::: please review. PLEASE! Tell me what you want to read about, whom you want to read about, pairs you want to read about, and anything else you want to read about. Please? TWIST:::Please list the top five LOTR/Tolkien-owned characters you would consider your Lust Objects. Thanks! ^_^
Much Love
Fiora-da-insane
Zoya: Really? You like it? Thanks! And thanks for the 'mallory towers' author! I think I should go look that up...
VladimirsAngel: *Haldir glances around* who did that? *blink* oh, it's you. *walks away* *Fiora walks in* Haldir, be nice to the reviewer *grins* give her a kiss *mouth's 'Grima'* Ugh! *Haldir kisses angel on the cheek, and runs away.* hehe ^_^
Zelda123: Sorry, don't yell *hides.* This one's longer. Hope you like. I think your review was the closest thing to a flame this fiction has had...
K.R.: Eh-gads! Erestor does sound like the Harry Potter Teacher! Only...nobody knows much about him. And *snicker* there is something else about him...
Only five reviews last chappie! Was it that bad? I'm really sorry if it was...hope this is better!
Please note::: No one beta 'd this, as my beta is asleep. If you notice any grammar or spelling errors, please leave them in your review so I can correct them.
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A loud gong echoed across the school grounds, signifying the end of the dreaded first period. A rustle of papers was heard as students finished writing down their homework assignments and rushed from their classrooms. A crowd of swooning girls was seen crowded around the door of the staff hall, hoping to catch a last glimpse of the Professor Erestor, before scattering to get to their next class before their five minuets were up.
Two Elves could be seen making their way down the hall to their choir class, arguing audibly over that one Professor Erestor.
"HE IS NOT!" A few students scampered out of the way of the obviously angry blonde elf, as she shouted at another blonde elf, this one male.
"I'm Telling you, Adalea, he IS" The male insisted, shrugging his shoulder pack higher on his shoulder.
"NO NO NO NO NO! HE IS SOOOO NOT GAY!"
"Adalea, a male elf that is that...attractive...and still single, has got to be gay!"
"Your just jealous!"
"No, YOU'RE just denying the truth."
"No, I'm noooooooottttttttt" The elf sang, plugging her ears with her fingers. Legolas glared at her, before snatching her schedule from her backpack.
"Yes you are," he mused, as Adalea continued to pretend she couldn't hear him, "Because your smitten with him, and don't want to admit he will never be-"
"Give that back!" She snapped, trying to grab the sheet of paper back from him. Legolas just laughed, dancing a few feet away.
"Wait until everyone hears about you outlining his name with hearts and-"
Adalea Lunged for him, and the elf prince jumped back, knocking Arwen to the floor. "Sorry!" The Elf prince called out, as he tore down the hall towards the choir room.
"Sorry," mimicked the other elf, as she tore past the fallen elf after him, shouting for him to stop. He did, too, as he entered the doorway of the choir classroom, a look of shock on his face.
Adalea let out a triumphant yell as her prey stopped, and tackled him. "Give it back, prince Orcling, and I shalt hurt you too-too-too-" She stared from her place sitting on Legolas's back, mouth open, as she met the eyes of a very large Uruk-Hai.
"Off your lover, she-elf," he growled, yanking Adalea to her feet. "Both of you, here, after class. We'll discuss running in the halls, shouting, and flirting."
"I wasn't flirting," protested Adalea in a small voice, but said nothing more as the Uruk-Hai growled.
"We'll discuss it after class," he snarled, as he turned to leave the two terrified elves at the doorway. Their terror quickly melted into humor, as they caught sight of his backside.
A heart, a peace sign, and 'Kiss me, I'm Orcish' was scrawled in bright colored paint. "Pucker up, Adalea" hissed Legolas, dodging a blow from her, as they went to find a seat.
A few seconds later, a rather disgruntled Arwen sat down next to Adalea. "How much trouble did you get into?" She asked, rustling through her bag for something.
"We have to talk to him after class," replied Legolas dryly, watching the teacher shuffle through his papers.
"Have fun," Arwen replied sarcastically, before handing Legolas a hairbrush, "Your hair's a mess."
"Thanks," replied the elf, running it through his hair. Adalea handed him a handful of balled up paper. "Thanks," he repeated, before launching them at the unsuspecting creature.
"Fifty points if they fall down his Armor," explained Adalea, handing Arwen some, "Seventy if they stick in his hair."
"How many for the face?" She asked, nailing the Uruk-Hai in the forehead. He growled audibly, eyeing the growing crowd of students for a suspect, before turning around once again to look for something in his stacks of paper.
"Hundred," replied Adalea, passing some more to the elves behind her.
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"Is not!" Snapped Fiora, as she sat down on the contently placed stone wall behind the school, in the courtyard.
"Is to!" Sefera snapped back, sitting down near her, as she waited for the "Specialized P.E." class to begin.
"Is not"
"Is to"
"Is not"
"Is to"
"Is not"
"Is to"
"This is pointless"
"No it isn't"
"Yes it is"
"How long are you going to keep this up?" demanded Haldir, ducking as both girls glared at him, only to continue their argument.
"What are they arguing about again?" Inquired Glorfindel, his eyebrows moving with his question, causing Sefera to miss a beat in the argument, and be declared the looser by Fiora.
"Am not!"
"Are Too!"
"Here we go again," muttered Faramir, beating his head against his tree.
"Your going to get bark in your hair," pointed out Eowyn, from her place next to Sefera, "And she did not loose!"
"Yes she did, she waited to long to respond." Boromir replied from his mock duel with Éomer.
"I wouldn't have waited if Glorfindel hadn't of moved his eyebrows!" Sefera responded.
"Tell you what, Sefera," Fiora said, eyeing the dueling men, "If Éomer wins the duel, you didn't loose. If Boromir wins the duel, you loose."
"Why do I have to be stuck with Éomer?" mock whined Sefera, as Éomer growled at her.
"Because his sister sided with you, and Boromir sided with me," replied Fiora, sticking out her tongue.
A loud gong sounded from somewhere, and both Éomer and Boromir jumped back, sheathing their swords. "Looks like you're going to have to settle your argument some other way," said Éomer with an apologetic grin.
"Works for me!" snapped Sefera, right before lunging at Fiora, tackling her to the ground. The various men gathered around cheered her on. "I win," declared Sefera, climbing off the elf.
Fiora stood up, and looked as if she was about to counter-attack, but instead brushed the dirt off her backside and sat back down. "Fine, whatever. Just remember. HE. IS. NOT."
Sefera let out a squawk of protest, "YES. HE. IS."
Haldir sighed. "When are the teachers getting here? I want class to start." Multiple males voiced their agreement as the two girls started at it once more.
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"Orophin, your in charge," Stated Elrond, naming the first student, whose name he actually knew, that wasn't one of his twin sons. "Class, try to finish this worksheet before I return." That said, Elrond swiftly followed after Galadriel, wondering what in the Valar would unnerve his mother-in- law so much.
"Celeborn's been drugged."
"Drugged? What?"
"On of the students, a female, a human, Celeborn says, drugged him, and nearly raped him." Elrond fell silent for a few seconds, as he followed her. Galadriel paused as they neared the staff room. "I've sent Sauron to get the Wargs, and I'm getting what I can out of Celeborn. He's still drugged, and we need your healing talents to remove the rest of the drugs from him."
"Yes, my lady," replied Elrond, taking the lead to her chambers, "any idea who the student was, or the drug paraphernalia they used?"
"No, but I think she might have used in his drink, if you could look at that..."
"Certainly," he replied, wondering why he had to open a school.
"And Elrond?"
"Yes, my lady?" he replied, feeling rather flustered.
"Please remove that ridiculous hairclip from your ponytail!"
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Standard review request with a twist::: please review. PLEASE! Tell me what you want to read about, whom you want to read about, pairs you want to read about, and anything else you want to read about. Please? TWIST:::Please list the top five LOTR/Tolkien-owned characters you would consider your Lust Objects. Thanks! ^_^
Much Love
Fiora-da-insane