Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Firthuliel doesn't own anything. Except Vebrion. And Christina. And ourselves, Nilturiel and Firthuliel. And the UPS guy. I wish I owned Legolas. Or Orlando Bloom. Or even Will Turner. Although I would make him take a shower and cut his hair. Well, anyway, onward!
Chapter 7 The building of the fort
"Mail's here!" Firthuliel's nenelith called. Firthuliel, Nilturiel, and Orlando were sitting in Firthuliel's kitchen, taking a break from the competition. Of course, Orlando already won the bow contest, but he wasn't allowed to leave yet.
"Hey Orlando, you have a letter," Firthuliel said. He opened it cautiously. He read the letter aloud.
"Orlando, you will soon be receiving a strange, large package at this address. Open it right away, you don't want him to die. You must make something for him to live in, and possibly a place to hold him prisoner. After all, you were blackmailed for over a year…"
"YOU were blackmailed?" Nilturiel exclaimed and started laughing. "That's very funny."
Orlando rolled his eyes and read on. "I am sending a week's worth of lembas for him, but you obviously know how to make lembas, so that's all I'm sending. Keep him alive, there will be a bounty on your head if you kill royalty. Keep him secret, keep him safe! From, Vebrion, the elf capturing queen!"
"What do you think she's sending?" Firthuliel inquired.
"I don't know, but I guess I have to build a fort or something." Orlando said. "Do you mind if I build it in your yard?"
They walked out to the backyard and Firthuliel showed him a good place to build a fort. She has built one there before, but it fell down due to shotty workmanship. Nilturiel would not help with the fort building, being the stubborn elf (A/N: Yes, I am an elf!) that she was. Firthuliel didn't want another of her forts to fall down. So they left Orlando to build the fort all by himself.
"Wait!" Firthuliel said. "I know someone who can help you build the fort. I'll go call him."
She and Nilturiel ran inside. 10 minutes later they ran out dragging a guy behind them. "Orlando, this is Will Turner. I don't quite know how he got here so fast."
"It's the Black Pearl, the fastest ship in the Spanish Maine." Will said with an adorable accent.
"Ooookay." Nilturiel said. "We'll leave you two alone while you build the fort. We'll wait for the package inside."