T/N: Yay! Another chapter! WHOOPWHOOP!
Vision, my sole reviewer for ch2, thank you a billion for the support! I'm glad you relate to Randir. . . sorta. . . or whatever. LoLz, some advice on chocolate turtles. . . bit, chew, swallow.
Enjoy!
Chapter 3
Calinuel muttered a curse under her breath in frustration. She'd tried on every gown that she and her friends owned. None of hers were good enough. None of her friends' fit. Rinariel wrapped her arm around her best friend.
"I'm sorry I'm taller than you, Cali."
Golrieth looked down. "I'm sorry I have thinner arms than you, Cali."
Ainaleth nervously hid behind Renolith before speaking. "I'm sorry I have a smaller waist then you, Cali."
"I'm sorry I have smaller hips than you, Cali." Renolith hid behind Ainaleth.
Ivariel sighed. "I'm sorry I have a bigger bust then you, Cali."
The young princess growled menacingly at them. "That's so helpful of you all. Now I feel so much better." Calinuel look at herself in the mirror again. "My bust is small because as you'd like to say Iva, I am still a child. Also, I don't stuff my dress with rags. I'm not as thin Ren and Aina because, well, I'm not a twig! My arms have some actual muscle, Golrieth; I'm not a weakling. I'm shorter than you, Rin, because I'm younger than you and I'm not a descendent of trolls!"
Rinariel scowled and took her arm off her 'friend'. "You're just short because you're a descendent of DWARVES!"
Calinuel snapped her head away from its long gaze at the mirror, but she was alone.
~*~
"No!!!!" the beautiful Lady Galadriel shrieked as the evil two-hundred- forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being lifted her into his arms. "The evil two-hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being is going to devour me! Please rescue me, oh valiant prince!"
"I shall do so, dear gorgeous helpless maiden," answered the handsome and brave Prince Thranduil.
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being shouted threateningly.
"A daring threat, oh horribly ugly one," Thranduil shouted as he raised his sword, "but I shall vanquish you!"
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being growled angrily.
"This shall be the end of thee, Celeborn!" Thranduil declared as he stabbed the evil two-hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being in his gut.
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being groaned as it fell sideways. The beautiful Lady Galadriel cried out in horror.
"Oh most cowardly prince, thou hast slain him!" she collapsed and tears poured from her bright eyes. "I only requested that I be saved from his clutches, not that he be slain!"
A great hand from above suddenly landed directly on the evil two-hundred- forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being, squishing it and allowing its blackberry juice to spray everywhere.
Thranduil tossed the Lady Galadriel and Prince Thranduil blackberries into his mouth and glared at the splattered juice of the large Celeborn blackberry.
The Elvenking had eaten his fill quite a while ago and now he was nothing more than bored. He could perhaps go to his throne and sit there a few hours, listening to the endless droning of his advisors. He groaned. It was so boring there, and it was so boring here. He let out a long sigh and started to act out a new invented scene, wishing that something would actually happen today.
"Hello, I'm an Orc! ARG!!!" a blackberry squeaked as a new Thranduil blackberry shot an arrow at it.
"Hello, I'm another Orc! OUCH!!!"
"I'm a troll!" another blackberry squealed proudly. "I'm going to eat your children now!" The troll and Thranduil blackberries began a battle of epic proportions just as something happened.
The door opened.
Thranduil let out a small "eep" sound and quickly threw the two blackberries into his mouth. Princess Calinuel wailed as she ran through the door and continued doing so when she wrapped her arms around her father's neck. A very confused Thranduil swallowed the berries and hugged her back.
"T-they all h-h-hate me!" she screamed angrily into his ear.
Thranduil's ear rang, but held her closer and shushed her soothingly. When her crying was finally reduced to quiet sobs, he spoke. "Who 'hates' you?"
Calinuel sniffed loudly and pouted. "All of my friends."
"No they don't," Thranduil said quietly.
"Yes they do!" Calinuel yelled back.
"No, they don't."
"Yes, they do!"
"No, they-"
"DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO!" she stomped her foot in frustration. "You don't even know what they did! How can you rightfully determine whether they hate me or not? You're just saying that! You're lying to me! I hate you!" Calinuel punched his chest before crying into his shoulder.
Thranduil sighed. "Do you want to tell me wha-"
"I was trying on all of our gowns and none of theirs fit me at all and then they all went against me and implied that I was ugly and then I explained why I was so ugly! That's all I ever did! Then Rin called me a Dwarf! A DWARF!!!"
Thranduil was shocked. "She wha-"
"DWARF!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I'm sure you heard her wrong. Rinariel would never say that."
"Would and did! Go scold her!"
"You two were obviously arguing and said some very foolish things to one another in your anger. I think you should talk with her."
Calinuel moaned. "Will you come with me? You're very imposing! I'm sure she'll listen to me then!"
"No."
"What if you're just there for support?"
"I will only come to be sure that you actually do talk with her; and I will be hidden in an out-of-the-way corner."
The princess sighed. "Alright," she kissed her father's cheek and smiled sweetly up at him. "I love you, Father."
Thranduil smiled back and gently wiped away a stray tear from her smooth cheek. "I love you too, Calinu-"
"Hey, LUNCH!"
T/N: Hm. . . I'm gonna go eat something. . . please review!
Vision, my sole reviewer for ch2, thank you a billion for the support! I'm glad you relate to Randir. . . sorta. . . or whatever. LoLz, some advice on chocolate turtles. . . bit, chew, swallow.
Enjoy!
Chapter 3
Calinuel muttered a curse under her breath in frustration. She'd tried on every gown that she and her friends owned. None of hers were good enough. None of her friends' fit. Rinariel wrapped her arm around her best friend.
"I'm sorry I'm taller than you, Cali."
Golrieth looked down. "I'm sorry I have thinner arms than you, Cali."
Ainaleth nervously hid behind Renolith before speaking. "I'm sorry I have a smaller waist then you, Cali."
"I'm sorry I have smaller hips than you, Cali." Renolith hid behind Ainaleth.
Ivariel sighed. "I'm sorry I have a bigger bust then you, Cali."
The young princess growled menacingly at them. "That's so helpful of you all. Now I feel so much better." Calinuel look at herself in the mirror again. "My bust is small because as you'd like to say Iva, I am still a child. Also, I don't stuff my dress with rags. I'm not as thin Ren and Aina because, well, I'm not a twig! My arms have some actual muscle, Golrieth; I'm not a weakling. I'm shorter than you, Rin, because I'm younger than you and I'm not a descendent of trolls!"
Rinariel scowled and took her arm off her 'friend'. "You're just short because you're a descendent of DWARVES!"
Calinuel snapped her head away from its long gaze at the mirror, but she was alone.
~*~
"No!!!!" the beautiful Lady Galadriel shrieked as the evil two-hundred- forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being lifted her into his arms. "The evil two-hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being is going to devour me! Please rescue me, oh valiant prince!"
"I shall do so, dear gorgeous helpless maiden," answered the handsome and brave Prince Thranduil.
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being shouted threateningly.
"A daring threat, oh horribly ugly one," Thranduil shouted as he raised his sword, "but I shall vanquish you!"
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being growled angrily.
"This shall be the end of thee, Celeborn!" Thranduil declared as he stabbed the evil two-hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being in his gut.
"RRRRRAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAARRRR!!!!!!" the evil two- hundred-forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being groaned as it fell sideways. The beautiful Lady Galadriel cried out in horror.
"Oh most cowardly prince, thou hast slain him!" she collapsed and tears poured from her bright eyes. "I only requested that I be saved from his clutches, not that he be slain!"
A great hand from above suddenly landed directly on the evil two-hundred- forty-three-eyed tall Orc-like being, squishing it and allowing its blackberry juice to spray everywhere.
Thranduil tossed the Lady Galadriel and Prince Thranduil blackberries into his mouth and glared at the splattered juice of the large Celeborn blackberry.
The Elvenking had eaten his fill quite a while ago and now he was nothing more than bored. He could perhaps go to his throne and sit there a few hours, listening to the endless droning of his advisors. He groaned. It was so boring there, and it was so boring here. He let out a long sigh and started to act out a new invented scene, wishing that something would actually happen today.
"Hello, I'm an Orc! ARG!!!" a blackberry squeaked as a new Thranduil blackberry shot an arrow at it.
"Hello, I'm another Orc! OUCH!!!"
"I'm a troll!" another blackberry squealed proudly. "I'm going to eat your children now!" The troll and Thranduil blackberries began a battle of epic proportions just as something happened.
The door opened.
Thranduil let out a small "eep" sound and quickly threw the two blackberries into his mouth. Princess Calinuel wailed as she ran through the door and continued doing so when she wrapped her arms around her father's neck. A very confused Thranduil swallowed the berries and hugged her back.
"T-they all h-h-hate me!" she screamed angrily into his ear.
Thranduil's ear rang, but held her closer and shushed her soothingly. When her crying was finally reduced to quiet sobs, he spoke. "Who 'hates' you?"
Calinuel sniffed loudly and pouted. "All of my friends."
"No they don't," Thranduil said quietly.
"Yes they do!" Calinuel yelled back.
"No, they don't."
"Yes, they do!"
"No, they-"
"DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO!" she stomped her foot in frustration. "You don't even know what they did! How can you rightfully determine whether they hate me or not? You're just saying that! You're lying to me! I hate you!" Calinuel punched his chest before crying into his shoulder.
Thranduil sighed. "Do you want to tell me wha-"
"I was trying on all of our gowns and none of theirs fit me at all and then they all went against me and implied that I was ugly and then I explained why I was so ugly! That's all I ever did! Then Rin called me a Dwarf! A DWARF!!!"
Thranduil was shocked. "She wha-"
"DWARF!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I'm sure you heard her wrong. Rinariel would never say that."
"Would and did! Go scold her!"
"You two were obviously arguing and said some very foolish things to one another in your anger. I think you should talk with her."
Calinuel moaned. "Will you come with me? You're very imposing! I'm sure she'll listen to me then!"
"No."
"What if you're just there for support?"
"I will only come to be sure that you actually do talk with her; and I will be hidden in an out-of-the-way corner."
The princess sighed. "Alright," she kissed her father's cheek and smiled sweetly up at him. "I love you, Father."
Thranduil smiled back and gently wiped away a stray tear from her smooth cheek. "I love you too, Calinu-"
"Hey, LUNCH!"
T/N: Hm. . . I'm gonna go eat something. . . please review!