Nightmare on Elf Street
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to li'l old me. All belongs to Tolkien, the accredited Genius.
A/N: Hey! This is about my Bf, Rob/ Charlie/Fergus/Norman...the list goes on. He has many aliases, but I will always know and remember him as "Babes." He has an ongoing hate mission against my other crush, Legolas, and I'm sure many of you will be able to relate or at least, see the point of this little story that could have...might happen! Its really rubbish, but if you think about it...well, you will decide! Happy reading!
"Oh Shit." Rob Rowse had been at home, drinking a beer, watching an `oldie but goodie' movie. Now, he was in a leafy forest, wearing brown slack and a top that reminded him of his girlfriend's mate Gabi's tunic dress, only shorter. "Damn. Where the hell...No. No, no.." Looking up at the sky, he yelled "Just because I dissed the bloody elf! I did not provoke this!.." And ducked as an arrow burst over his head. "Hey! You almost hit me, Show yourself, damn it! " Shrugging at the lack of response,
he headed for the general direction of the shooter. He was obviously too close, as he was hailed by a small voice. "Stay where you are, mortal!" Rob looked around for the owner, and located a small shape, almost completely hidden by leaves, ina nearby tree. "Look, I'm not going to hurt you- I don't even know if I'm in the right world anymore!" A small laugh heeded a reply. "How can you not know if you are in the correct world, there is only one! You could not harm me, even if you wished to, you are unarmed! I will come down." `It' was a small boy that looked about 10. He had long blonde hair and a superior expression. "Who are you?" The boy stood confidently, dressed in similar clothes to Rob's. "I`m Rob Rowse. Who the hell are you?" The boy puffed out his chest. "I'm Prince Thranleid of Mirkwood, 4^th in line to the throne, of the High Elves." -Yep- thought Rob -definitely punishment for every insult, every evil thought. How do I get back?- The boy was watching him
curiously. Rob explained everything. When he had finished, the boy had a sympathetic expression. "She, and her friends are obsessed with my brother? Weird. But, they've never met him, right? She probably never will. Wheres the problem?" Rob fumed slightly. The boy sighed. "Follow me."
In no time at all, Rob had passed through the beautiful Elven city. He followed the young Prince to a room where another blonde elf that resembled Thranleid, lounged gracefully on a chair. He saw the pair approaching. "Who is this mortal, Thranleid?" Rob stepped forward and punched him squarely on the nose. The prince's head snapped back and he stood, touching a hand to his bleeding face. "Wake up, Rob!" he said furiously.-Hang on- thought Rob -He sounds like... -Groggily he lifted his head, and recognised the circle of grinning faces of his friends, Emma (A/N:Me!) , Hal, Gabi, Clare, Oli, Ben and James. They were all smiling wickedly, except Emma, who smiled sympathetically at him.
"Sweet dreams Fergus?" Asked Hal." You must really like Legolas..." Chorused the others. Then it dawned on him. He had been sleeptalking.
Well, that's that done! If you don't like it, say so, but any insulting reviews will be deleted! A few plugs now..
Stories to Read
Elfsong by Lynliss, Its amazing! (Finished)
Purple and Gold by Emeriel (Incomplete)
Rambling Band, dunno who by, but its quite cool!
These are all Legolas fic's, and are pretty good!
Cookies for reviewers, and ice cream if you are nice!
Disclaimer: Nothing you recognise belongs to li'l old me. All belongs to Tolkien, the accredited Genius.
A/N: Hey! This is about my Bf, Rob/ Charlie/Fergus/Norman...the list goes on. He has many aliases, but I will always know and remember him as "Babes." He has an ongoing hate mission against my other crush, Legolas, and I'm sure many of you will be able to relate or at least, see the point of this little story that could have...might happen! Its really rubbish, but if you think about it...well, you will decide! Happy reading!
"Oh Shit." Rob Rowse had been at home, drinking a beer, watching an `oldie but goodie' movie. Now, he was in a leafy forest, wearing brown slack and a top that reminded him of his girlfriend's mate Gabi's tunic dress, only shorter. "Damn. Where the hell...No. No, no.." Looking up at the sky, he yelled "Just because I dissed the bloody elf! I did not provoke this!.." And ducked as an arrow burst over his head. "Hey! You almost hit me, Show yourself, damn it! " Shrugging at the lack of response,
he headed for the general direction of the shooter. He was obviously too close, as he was hailed by a small voice. "Stay where you are, mortal!" Rob looked around for the owner, and located a small shape, almost completely hidden by leaves, ina nearby tree. "Look, I'm not going to hurt you- I don't even know if I'm in the right world anymore!" A small laugh heeded a reply. "How can you not know if you are in the correct world, there is only one! You could not harm me, even if you wished to, you are unarmed! I will come down." `It' was a small boy that looked about 10. He had long blonde hair and a superior expression. "Who are you?" The boy stood confidently, dressed in similar clothes to Rob's. "I`m Rob Rowse. Who the hell are you?" The boy puffed out his chest. "I'm Prince Thranleid of Mirkwood, 4^th in line to the throne, of the High Elves." -Yep- thought Rob -definitely punishment for every insult, every evil thought. How do I get back?- The boy was watching him
curiously. Rob explained everything. When he had finished, the boy had a sympathetic expression. "She, and her friends are obsessed with my brother? Weird. But, they've never met him, right? She probably never will. Wheres the problem?" Rob fumed slightly. The boy sighed. "Follow me."
In no time at all, Rob had passed through the beautiful Elven city. He followed the young Prince to a room where another blonde elf that resembled Thranleid, lounged gracefully on a chair. He saw the pair approaching. "Who is this mortal, Thranleid?" Rob stepped forward and punched him squarely on the nose. The prince's head snapped back and he stood, touching a hand to his bleeding face. "Wake up, Rob!" he said furiously.-Hang on- thought Rob -He sounds like... -Groggily he lifted his head, and recognised the circle of grinning faces of his friends, Emma (A/N:Me!) , Hal, Gabi, Clare, Oli, Ben and James. They were all smiling wickedly, except Emma, who smiled sympathetically at him.
"Sweet dreams Fergus?" Asked Hal." You must really like Legolas..." Chorused the others. Then it dawned on him. He had been sleeptalking.
Well, that's that done! If you don't like it, say so, but any insulting reviews will be deleted! A few plugs now..
Stories to Read
Elfsong by Lynliss, Its amazing! (Finished)
Purple and Gold by Emeriel (Incomplete)
Rambling Band, dunno who by, but its quite cool!
These are all Legolas fic's, and are pretty good!
Cookies for reviewers, and ice cream if you are nice!