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Ever since the making of the fellowship Frodo had weary thoughts of the other members. He just wasn't sure if they were to be trusted. It was the Third day since they had left Rivendal and though now he felt as though he could finally trust Straider he just didn't know about these other, creatures.
Gimli's rough exterior seemed to bother Frodo, he was so strong and quick to anger, no telling what he might do in a wrath of anger. Frodo was glad that Gimli was on his side. The there was Brodomire. He seemed okay, very helpful so Frodo thought. Then there was Legolas, he seemed rather nice, when you could under stand what he was trying to say. Then there was Gandolf and Merry and Pippin, But Frodo had known them all his life, so why wouldn't he trust them?
But Legolas is who scared Frodo the most. He could have sworn that he caught Legolas checking out his butt. And the night before what was he doing with Gimli? It certainly didn't look natural. Every now and again Frodo would look up while they were hiking and would see Legolas eyeing him suspiciously. Watching him like he was looking for something. Frodo didn't like, not at all. Gave him the willies it did.
It came to be third night when they set up camp, when Frodo knew that Legolas had something up his sleeve. Between the rambling poetic nonsense Frodo kept hearing the words, "My precious, My precious" repeat form Legolas's Lips. The Concerned Frodo went to Sam, who was of no help, considering he was love struck in the presence of Frodo. So then he went to Gandolf.
"Gandolf, I am a bit concerned about Legolas." Frodo explained calmly to the wise old man.
"And why is that young master?" Gandolf asked.
"He has seemed awfully strange lately, and I just. I just don't know what to do about it, He is always looking at me, staring at me, wanting something from me!" Frodo explained.
Gandolf chucked, "Is that all that has been worring you Frodo? Legolas's actions are easy to explain. He is a horny little elv, that hasn't had any action if several centuries. And I could tell just as easily what it is that he wants from you. You are a perfectly good virgin, ready to be corrupted."
"Man I thought I had to worry about the Ring corrupting me, but now I have to worry about some horny nature lover curruping me? Why did I come on this journey?" sighed Frodo.
"Because I told you to come on this journey and you will finish it, don't make me get my wipe out! Now go to bed little one." Ordered Gandolf. And with that Frodo walked over to Sam and feel asleep.
During the night Frodo awoke suddenly. Something in the darkness of his dream jumped out at him and he awoke uneasily. His eyes slowly adjusted to the light. Suddenly he realized that a dark slender shadow was hovering above him. "Sam?" He asked uncertain because of his drowsiness. The lump beside him stirred, but he did not awaken. Frodo finally realized that the shape was that of Legolas. "Please don't rape me!" begged Frodo.
Legolas, taken aback, backed away from the little hobbit. "Rape you? Why on this green earth would I do such a disgusting thing to my self. Rape a hairy little hobbit! Get real! I was just making sure that you were breathing reguraly. I wouldn't want the wound of yours to have any funny side effects that could cause your problems along the journey."
"Oh." Said Frodo, "But I thought that Gandolf said that you hadn't had sex in years and that you fancied me."
"Me? Not having sex in year? Oh please, what do you think Gimli and I were doing back in Rivendell?" Legolas laughed.
" You saw me?" Frodo asked.
"Dude, 90-90 vision. Of course I saw you, the idea of some one watching turned me on a bit." Legolas shared.
"Ah." Said Frodo, not quite sure what he should say.
"Well good night, Sleep well." Said Legolas, turning to go back to his nightly watch. For the rest of the night Frodo laid wide awake next to Sam. The encounter with Legolas had upset him to no extent and he wasn't about to take his eyes of the perverted little monster.
The next morning they started off again. It was much colder today that it was the day before, and they began to see patches of snow. They marched on and on, until Frodo felt as though he couldn't go on any more. Finally he collapsed in the snow, gasping for air. Legolas came running to his side.
"Frodo, are you alright?" Asked the concerned elf. Frodo's teeth chattered as he tried to nod yes, but his energy just wasn't there. "We must stop!" Yelled Legolas, "He can not go any farther!"
"I... will... be fiiinnnnneee" Stuttered Frodo.
Legolas looked at Frodo with a deep compationet look and stroked Frodo's curly head. "No, I shall not allow it. You must rust."
The company decides to take shelter under a large rock. Legolas carries Frodo to a spot so that he can rest and that he can tend to his needs.
Later in the dark of the night Legolas goes back to Frodo's side. Frodo is awake and has decided that Legolas is okay, and will not hurt him. So he is more comfortable being around Legolas and enjoys his company.
"I made you some tea young master." Legolas offers him a small wooden cup of a sweet smelling beverage. "Its made especially for elves, but I think that you would benefit from it."
Frodo took a small sip of if. "Oh this is good." He Exclaims.
"Yes it is." Agreed Legolas. "Aragorn is planning on talking off first thing in the morning. It would be wise of the two of us to get some sleep, tomorrow will be a long day."
"Yes I suppose we should get some sleep." Yawned Frodo. Legolas smiled and patted the hobbit on the head.
"Good night then." Legolas said as he walked away back to his night pack. However the elf did not go to sleep. He lay awake smiling waiting for the steady rhythm of the hobbits breathing to slow as he fell asleep.
More chapters yet to come. Please R and R.
Ever since the making of the fellowship Frodo had weary thoughts of the other members. He just wasn't sure if they were to be trusted. It was the Third day since they had left Rivendal and though now he felt as though he could finally trust Straider he just didn't know about these other, creatures.
Gimli's rough exterior seemed to bother Frodo, he was so strong and quick to anger, no telling what he might do in a wrath of anger. Frodo was glad that Gimli was on his side. The there was Brodomire. He seemed okay, very helpful so Frodo thought. Then there was Legolas, he seemed rather nice, when you could under stand what he was trying to say. Then there was Gandolf and Merry and Pippin, But Frodo had known them all his life, so why wouldn't he trust them?
But Legolas is who scared Frodo the most. He could have sworn that he caught Legolas checking out his butt. And the night before what was he doing with Gimli? It certainly didn't look natural. Every now and again Frodo would look up while they were hiking and would see Legolas eyeing him suspiciously. Watching him like he was looking for something. Frodo didn't like, not at all. Gave him the willies it did.
It came to be third night when they set up camp, when Frodo knew that Legolas had something up his sleeve. Between the rambling poetic nonsense Frodo kept hearing the words, "My precious, My precious" repeat form Legolas's Lips. The Concerned Frodo went to Sam, who was of no help, considering he was love struck in the presence of Frodo. So then he went to Gandolf.
"Gandolf, I am a bit concerned about Legolas." Frodo explained calmly to the wise old man.
"And why is that young master?" Gandolf asked.
"He has seemed awfully strange lately, and I just. I just don't know what to do about it, He is always looking at me, staring at me, wanting something from me!" Frodo explained.
Gandolf chucked, "Is that all that has been worring you Frodo? Legolas's actions are easy to explain. He is a horny little elv, that hasn't had any action if several centuries. And I could tell just as easily what it is that he wants from you. You are a perfectly good virgin, ready to be corrupted."
"Man I thought I had to worry about the Ring corrupting me, but now I have to worry about some horny nature lover curruping me? Why did I come on this journey?" sighed Frodo.
"Because I told you to come on this journey and you will finish it, don't make me get my wipe out! Now go to bed little one." Ordered Gandolf. And with that Frodo walked over to Sam and feel asleep.
During the night Frodo awoke suddenly. Something in the darkness of his dream jumped out at him and he awoke uneasily. His eyes slowly adjusted to the light. Suddenly he realized that a dark slender shadow was hovering above him. "Sam?" He asked uncertain because of his drowsiness. The lump beside him stirred, but he did not awaken. Frodo finally realized that the shape was that of Legolas. "Please don't rape me!" begged Frodo.
Legolas, taken aback, backed away from the little hobbit. "Rape you? Why on this green earth would I do such a disgusting thing to my self. Rape a hairy little hobbit! Get real! I was just making sure that you were breathing reguraly. I wouldn't want the wound of yours to have any funny side effects that could cause your problems along the journey."
"Oh." Said Frodo, "But I thought that Gandolf said that you hadn't had sex in years and that you fancied me."
"Me? Not having sex in year? Oh please, what do you think Gimli and I were doing back in Rivendell?" Legolas laughed.
" You saw me?" Frodo asked.
"Dude, 90-90 vision. Of course I saw you, the idea of some one watching turned me on a bit." Legolas shared.
"Ah." Said Frodo, not quite sure what he should say.
"Well good night, Sleep well." Said Legolas, turning to go back to his nightly watch. For the rest of the night Frodo laid wide awake next to Sam. The encounter with Legolas had upset him to no extent and he wasn't about to take his eyes of the perverted little monster.
The next morning they started off again. It was much colder today that it was the day before, and they began to see patches of snow. They marched on and on, until Frodo felt as though he couldn't go on any more. Finally he collapsed in the snow, gasping for air. Legolas came running to his side.
"Frodo, are you alright?" Asked the concerned elf. Frodo's teeth chattered as he tried to nod yes, but his energy just wasn't there. "We must stop!" Yelled Legolas, "He can not go any farther!"
"I... will... be fiiinnnnneee" Stuttered Frodo.
Legolas looked at Frodo with a deep compationet look and stroked Frodo's curly head. "No, I shall not allow it. You must rust."
The company decides to take shelter under a large rock. Legolas carries Frodo to a spot so that he can rest and that he can tend to his needs.
Later in the dark of the night Legolas goes back to Frodo's side. Frodo is awake and has decided that Legolas is okay, and will not hurt him. So he is more comfortable being around Legolas and enjoys his company.
"I made you some tea young master." Legolas offers him a small wooden cup of a sweet smelling beverage. "Its made especially for elves, but I think that you would benefit from it."
Frodo took a small sip of if. "Oh this is good." He Exclaims.
"Yes it is." Agreed Legolas. "Aragorn is planning on talking off first thing in the morning. It would be wise of the two of us to get some sleep, tomorrow will be a long day."
"Yes I suppose we should get some sleep." Yawned Frodo. Legolas smiled and patted the hobbit on the head.
"Good night then." Legolas said as he walked away back to his night pack. However the elf did not go to sleep. He lay awake smiling waiting for the steady rhythm of the hobbits breathing to slow as he fell asleep.
More chapters yet to come. Please R and R.
