AN/ Hey all! So happy, go so many reviews. Very glad you guys are liking
this story.
bYay! Reviews! My favourite part!b
bCharli-sanb: You really think its funny. *Raises eyebrows in surprise* well, if you think so. Get my email? You want to be black and sparkly? Alrighty then, black and sparkly you shall be. *Waves magic wand and Charli- san appears in glittery black clothes. * Enjoy this chappie!
bMidnight:b cool chappie? Wow, I am so flattered! ( Thanks heaps. You want to come to the party? All u have to do is tell what you want to wear! Enjoy this one!
bElfFreak41b: I too would pay HUGE sums of money. Elf. yum. Ok, back to reality now, sorta. Anyway, you wanna come to the party? I would have emailed you back about it but you didn't leave your email address in you last review. Doesn't matter; just tell me what you want to wear in your next review. (You are planning on reviewing again aren't you?!) Glad you're enjoying reading!
bLegolasLover2003b: pretty brief review but a review none the less. Thanks for taking the time. Coming to the party?
bHollyb: here is the elf with the badges. I like that idea, wonder what happens when Pippin discovers that pins are pointy. Hehe. Thanks for that! You want more fight scenes? All right then, just for you. (And I secretly agree with you, shh, don't tell. But Legolas kicks everyone's butts, ALL THE TIME!!) Hope you enjoy this one.
bsaturndragonb: wow, will you look at that! Pikachu is the dj! Good luck trying to walk around with the tail. Hehe. Glad you liked the phone call. Seemed a bit silly. Just the sort of thing out silly elf would believe. The same elf that has the good car. Be prepared for Merry and Pippin having to suffer Legolas's wrath when he finds out they wrecked his car. oops, did I give away too much?
bAnelithb: Of course you can come to the party! Don't forget to bring your dancing shoes! Oh yea, you also have to tell me what you want to wear. The teabag costume came from me thinking about Leggie's legs (lame pun intended). Thought if he came as a herbal teabag he could show em off. Hehe. Enjoy this chapter, should be better than the last. or not.
bDragonfightb: tell all your muses that there should be heaps more updates coming, I'm on a roll. In my opinion, the more trouble your muses cause the better. But with your gun, try not to shoot hobbits, not very nice and Leggie would be oh so sad of his lil hobbit buddies died.
bHex Of The Unseelieb: yay! Hex! I really luv Ballad for all. Pity this lil bit of mindless dribble could never be as good! Uh oh, I only just remembered last night about the LOTComrades party. Hope you don't mind me having one as well. Don't worry, it'll be VERY different, maybe even a slumber party! Hehe. If this party business bothers you at all PLEASE let me know, as fabulous as your work is, I don't want to copy it. Penguin costume? Ok, *waves magic wand* there you go.
bOddwenb: hehe, cool name! Glad you like this. Galadriel is a bit on the odd side in my opinion, but that's what makes her interesting. Hehe. Don't get too attached to the Ferrari, going to get a bit smashed up. Wont hurt the hobbits tho. oops, I just gave heaps away! By the way, u want to come to the party? Just review this chapter and tell me ure costume! The more the merrier! And yes, I like mud, very muddy. Wish it was blue though. Hehe.
bTamarab: yay! Thankies so much for taking the time to read and review my ficcy! Means so much! Glad you think its somewhat amusing, more sillies to come!
Hey everyone! If you're in the mood for some excellent fics, check out my favourites list. Especially stuff by Hex of the Unseelie. Check out 'song for none', 'song for nought' and the third part of the story, which is underway 'ballad for all'. Hex's Lord of the Friends and Lord of the Comrades are also really good! In fact, all the stories on my fav's list are worth a read. I'm a little annoyed tho; stupid ff.net would only let me have 30! I could go on forever.
Well, I think it's about time I stopped blabbing or my notes are going to be longer than this whole chapter!
bDisclaimer:b I own the green squeaky cow, a few paperclips, a pair of Pikachu boxer shorts and a green peace sticker. I do NOT own any of Mr Tolkien's wonderful characters (or his not so wonderful) but I do own (is own the right word?) the idea, I own Legolas's teabag!! Hehe. I'm not making any cash from this ficcy and it is purely for my own enjoyment, and hopefully yours.
bIAlrightio then, here is chapter five! (5)Ib
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Previously in 'the fellowship and the elf next door,' Haldir has a burnt bum, Aragorn is finally ON the bus, Merry and Pippin have most likely smashed up Legolas's car, Gandalf and Sam are planning a party, Legolas is unconscious (again) and Frodo thinks everyone is insane. More sillies to come plus our party! This chapter is the last opportunity to get your invitation to the party; I'm planning to start writing it next.
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"You alright Pip?" Merry said. There was movement from under seat and Merry felt very relieved when Pippin popped his head out.
"I can't feel my tail," Pippin broke in.
Merry raised an eyebrow. "Pip, you don't have a tail." He said, hopping out of the now smashed up Ferrari. Pippin had fallen asleep on the accelerator and the red convertible had collided with a tow-truck. (You know, the ones that tow cars, not ones with toes in the back, icky) The engine was steaming and the bonnet was so crunched up it looked like it had deliberately been folded. Not to mention the shattered windscreen glass and the broken mirrors.
"Just great Pip, you do know what that stupid elf is going to do to us now?" Merry said, quite pissed off.
Pippin squirmed out from under the seat and climbed out of the very damaged Ferrari. "No Merry but I suspect it might be a bit on the painful side." The hobbit replied.
Merry examined the damaged vehicle. "We don't know the meaning of pain." He said, shaking his head.
Suddenly the tow-truck driver came over and started yelling abusive things at the two shocked hobbits. Both only having heard these words before when Legolas or Aragorn were swearing at Haldir. (Not that that ever happened *looks around nervously*)
Another tow-truck had to be called to tow the smashed up Ferrari and another for the smashed up tow-truck.
Merry sat down on the sidewalk glumly. "So that's why they never gave us our drivers licences."
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Soon after the whole car incident Frodo received a phone call from Pippin, asking him to pick him and Merry up. Frodo didn't mind giving his cousins a lift, especially since he felt sorry for them. Frodo had only ever been on the receiving end of one of Legolas's angry screaming fits a few times before and those few times he had erased from memory because they were too horrible to remember. The hobbit knew what Merry and Pippin where in for when they got home and the elf came to. So he grabbed his keys from the kitchen bench and strolled outside to his orange mini.
Jamming the keys into the ignition it took Frodo about five minutes to get his butter box started. When the engine did make a noise that was vaguely recognisable Frodo drove into town, hardly able to see over the steering wheel, honking the horn to let people know he was coming.
Suddenly his mobile rang and Frodo was forced to dig through the mess on the front seat to find it. Without crashing the hobbit finally dug out his phone and answered it. It was Pippin.
"Hello?"
"Hi Frodo, It's Pip,"
"Oh, hi,"
"Just thought you might need to know where to pick Merry and me up."
"Uh huh,"
"Well, we're at the bus stop on the corner of the Aunduin highway and Brandywine road."
Frodo nodded; surprised that Pippin had actually managed to give clear direction. "Ok Pip, see you in a bit." Frodo said and hung up, turning on the radio while he drove. Eventually the hobbit gave up, his radio reception absolute crap so he decided to sing.
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Merry looked up from a particularly interesting bit of concrete and smiled when, in the distance he saw a little orange mini putputing along at about 12 km/h (AN/ sorry, no miles, don't know the correct conversion. THINK SLOW!), Frodo at the wheel, the hobbits curly head (Legolas called it a bird's nest) just visible above the steering wheel.
Finally Frodo pulled up and Merry and Pippin climbed into the back of the car.
"Thanks heaps Frodo," said Pippin, buckling his seatbelt.
"No problem," Frodo replied, turning a corner, nearly running over a girl scout who was helping an old lady cross the road. "Besides," the hobbit continued. "You guys have to put up with Blondie when we get home," with that Frodo laughed rather evilly causing Merry and Pippin to glance at each other, wondering if their friend was sane or not.
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Gandalf and Sam were sitting at the kitchen table planning their party.
So far the guest list was as followed, the fellowship, Arwen (they might need some female company besides that of fan girls and the author) Elrond, Elrodan and Ellahir, Galadriel (she made good cake), Celeborn, Lamoo, the insane author who threatened to tickle Sam if she was not invited to this party, Charli-san, a random person Aragorn had met buying black clothes, another random elf by the name of Holly, who had been secretly stalking Legolas for the past year, notorious for her badge collection, Anelith, a pretty elf who worked at the hairdressers where Legolas got his hair done, Dragonflight, a rebel with a gun, (a bit scary in Pippin's opinion. But then again, to Pippin, green cheese was scary) and her muses, CF and Loki, Hex (AN/ hope you don't mind me shortening it,) the penguin. She wasn't really a penguin, she only liked dressing up as one; Hex was another crazy fanfiction addict, probably the one who had got Lamoo so addicted, and some other random people. Oh yes, and Saturndragon aka Pikachu, the DJ.
Sam smiled and put down his pen. Glancing over to see what Gandalf had written. The hobbit nodded when he read Gandalf's list. It was a list of things for the party but Sam didn't think they would really need fart putty. (Unless of course Gandalf was thinking of shoving it into Legolas's hair)
There was a groan from the couch and Sam saw Legolas stand woozily to his feet, rubbing his forehead.
"What happened?" the elf asked, staggering over to the kitchen table and taking a seat across from Gandalf.
"Haldir hit you on..." Gandalf began but yelped when Sam kicked him under the table.
"Haldir went home, nothing happened, it was a dream," Sam finished hastily.
Legolas seemed to accept this but continued rubbing his sore head. "Then why does my head hurt so much?" he asked.
Gandalf and Sam glanced at each other before Sam answered. "You fell out of bed,"
Legolas nodded and got up to take some aspirin to keep his throbbing headache at bay. "Where's Frodo? And Gimli?" he inquired, gulping down some water.
"Frodo's gone to pick up Merry and Pippin and Gimli's in his room, knitting." Gandalf replied, his pen in his mouth. The wizard suddenly made a horrible face and spat out a whole lot of blue ink into the sink. "Pen leaked," he said, tossing the offending piece of stationary into the fruit bowl.
"We're having a party," Sam remarked, scribbling out a name on his list then re-writing it at the top of the piece of pink floral notepaper. "Gonna be a fancy dress party too," he added
Legolas raised his eyebrows and wobbled over to open the fridge. Inspecting the contents of it, the elf pulled out the orange juice and poured himself a glass. "Where exactly are you planning on having this party?" Legolas asked, moping up the juice he spilled all over the bench.
"Here of course!" Sam replied, grinning like an idiot. "Next weekend!"
"Who's coming?" Legolas suddenly asked, worried that millions of fan girls would sabotage their nice house.
"Only the fellowship, Arwen, Elrond, the twins, Galadriel, Celeborn, some other people, Lamoo." Gandalf began.
"Who the heck is Lamoo?" Legolas asked, plonking back down in his seat.
Lamoo suddenly strode into the kitchen much to everyone's surprise and put her hands on her hips. "Me, the author!" she said, stealing a sip of Legolas's orange juice. Sighing, Lamoo sat down next to Legolas. "You know, the insane one? The creator of this insane spoof?!" she practically yelled.
"Oh, you." Gandalf said, sounding very bored.
"Yes! Me!" Lamoo replied, annoyed that she didn't have any importance in this fic. "I'm going to leave you lot alone now," she said, realising the elf, the wizard and the hobbit sitting at the kitchen table were all growing bored of her presence, and huffed out of the kitchen.
"Glad she's gone," said Legolas, pouring his remaining juice down the sink. Sam and Gandalf nodded in agreement and thrust a list of things into Legolas's hand. "What's this?" the elf asked, looking at the list.
"List of stuff we need for the party," Sam replied, looking very pleased with himself.
"And you are giving it to me because?"
"You have a car,"
"Correction, Merry has my car, I can't drive my car because of that stupid old lady and her pet salami that I accidentally squashed."
"You were speeding,"
"Is it my fault that the stupid old bat didn't hear me coming? And how was I supposed to know the speed limit was 60!"
"The signs that say the speed limit is 60?"
"That's not the point!" Legolas said furiously, stamping his foot. "Wait a minute, did you say Frodo went to pick up Merry and Pippin?"
"Uh, yea," Gandalf replied dumbly.
"But why would they need picking up? Merry has my car!!" the elf screamed, not wanting to think about what the hobbits had done to his car, preferring to brood over plans of revenge.
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About an hour later Aragorn arrived home, the bus dropping him just outside the house. The ranger slumped inside and went straight to the fridge. Pulling out a can of beer he collapsed in front of the TV and turned on the cricket. (AN/ yes, cricket. You know? That boring game where the fielding team stands out in the sun all day while the batter guy hits balls everywhere?)
"Took your time getting home," remarked Legolas dropping down on the couch next to Aragorn.
"I know, my car was towed, then I found $100 bucks down a drain but couldn't get it then I had to catch the bus. Then there was a crash and traffic was really bad and now finally I can watch the game," The ranger said, ending with a loud belch.
"Disgusting," remarked the elf, rolling his eyes.
There was a screech outside and Merry and Pippin appeared at the door with Frodo coming in behind them. Legolas stood up and went over to the two guilty looking hobbits.
"I hope you didn't scratch the car," he said, trying to sound casual.
Merry and Pippin exchanged worried glances before Pippin spoke. "No, we didn't exactly scratch it." He began, only just noticing how tall Legolas was and thinking how either he or Merry were likely to be in plaster after Legolas was finished with them. Although he was pretty skinny, the elf could restrain Aragorn or even Arwen if he needed to.
"Maybe you should sit down," suggested Frodo pushing the elf into the kitchen, where he could easily reach a rolling pin if he needed to defend himself.
Legolas plonked down on a kitchen stool and nodded, trying to keep his temper.
Merry gulped glanced at Pippin, the other hobbit poised to run. "Aragorn, Gimli, could you please come here for a minute?" Merry yelled out into the lounge room. Aragorn appeared behind Gimli and their eyebrows rose when Pippin whispered into their ears.
Merry took a deep breath and spoke, "Legolas, your car is in the scrap yard. It sorta crashed." He squeaked.
"WHAT!!!??" the elf yelled, rising to his feet. Aragorn and Gimli quickly leapt up to restrain the elf as Merry and Pippin made a run for it.
Frodo rushed over and made the elf a cup of very strong herbal tea, slipping a few bright blue pills into the steaming brew. The hobbit placed the cup on the table in front of the elf and made sure he drank it. Aragorn and Gimli held the elf's hands behind his back, Gandalf conjured ropes from somewhere to tie Legolas to the seat and Frodo forced the steaming liquid down the elf's throat.
After the tea Legolas was in a very odd mood. Quite happy actually, but that could have been because those bright blue pills Frodo had slipped into the tea were anti depressants a.k.a. Happy pills. The elf was laughing hysterically so everyone left him tied to the chair for an hour or two, Legolas happy to talk to himself.
The fellowship, now with Merry and Pippin, who had come out of hiding, gathered in the lounge room, Aragorn and Gandalf sitting on the lounge, Gimli on Haldir's pink fluffy bean bag and the hobbits on the floor.
"You serious?" Aragorn asked Sam. The hobbit and Gandalf had just finished telling the fellowship, minus the elf, about their party plans. Everyone agreed that it would be fun and set about planning their costumes.
Merry was going to come as a cowboy, Pippin as a fairy, wings and all. Frodo wanted to come as Cleopatra and Sam was determined to dress up as a purple jellybean. Aragorn planned on coming as a chicken, Gandalf was coming as a mermaid but Gimli's costume was a mystery. The dwarf refusing point blank to give anything away.
After a short time Legolas emerged from the kitchen, untied from the chair, much more sober. The elf shoved Gimli off the beanbag and flopped down on top of it. "I've been thinking," he began
Aragorn snickered. "Did it hurt?" he asked.
"What a lame joke," Broke in Lamoo in one of her random appearances.
"Go away," winged Pippin. "You made us crash Legolas's dammed car,"
Lamoo shrugged and disappeared.
"Anyway," Legolas continued, choosing to ignore Aragorn's comment. "I've decided I'm coming to the party as a teabag," he said and the fellowship burst out in laughter, much to elf's annoyance.
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bTBCb
iAN/ and the fellowship's all together again! Except Boromir, cos he's kinda dead. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this chapter, much longer than usually, you don't mind do you?i
IDon't forget to review! This chapter is your last chance to get your invitation to the party! There are already heaps of people so you have to be quick!I
bIReview, review, review!Ib
Byesies! Love Lamoo
bYay! Reviews! My favourite part!b
bCharli-sanb: You really think its funny. *Raises eyebrows in surprise* well, if you think so. Get my email? You want to be black and sparkly? Alrighty then, black and sparkly you shall be. *Waves magic wand and Charli- san appears in glittery black clothes. * Enjoy this chappie!
bMidnight:b cool chappie? Wow, I am so flattered! ( Thanks heaps. You want to come to the party? All u have to do is tell what you want to wear! Enjoy this one!
bElfFreak41b: I too would pay HUGE sums of money. Elf. yum. Ok, back to reality now, sorta. Anyway, you wanna come to the party? I would have emailed you back about it but you didn't leave your email address in you last review. Doesn't matter; just tell me what you want to wear in your next review. (You are planning on reviewing again aren't you?!) Glad you're enjoying reading!
bLegolasLover2003b: pretty brief review but a review none the less. Thanks for taking the time. Coming to the party?
bHollyb: here is the elf with the badges. I like that idea, wonder what happens when Pippin discovers that pins are pointy. Hehe. Thanks for that! You want more fight scenes? All right then, just for you. (And I secretly agree with you, shh, don't tell. But Legolas kicks everyone's butts, ALL THE TIME!!) Hope you enjoy this one.
bsaturndragonb: wow, will you look at that! Pikachu is the dj! Good luck trying to walk around with the tail. Hehe. Glad you liked the phone call. Seemed a bit silly. Just the sort of thing out silly elf would believe. The same elf that has the good car. Be prepared for Merry and Pippin having to suffer Legolas's wrath when he finds out they wrecked his car. oops, did I give away too much?
bAnelithb: Of course you can come to the party! Don't forget to bring your dancing shoes! Oh yea, you also have to tell me what you want to wear. The teabag costume came from me thinking about Leggie's legs (lame pun intended). Thought if he came as a herbal teabag he could show em off. Hehe. Enjoy this chapter, should be better than the last. or not.
bDragonfightb: tell all your muses that there should be heaps more updates coming, I'm on a roll. In my opinion, the more trouble your muses cause the better. But with your gun, try not to shoot hobbits, not very nice and Leggie would be oh so sad of his lil hobbit buddies died.
bHex Of The Unseelieb: yay! Hex! I really luv Ballad for all. Pity this lil bit of mindless dribble could never be as good! Uh oh, I only just remembered last night about the LOTComrades party. Hope you don't mind me having one as well. Don't worry, it'll be VERY different, maybe even a slumber party! Hehe. If this party business bothers you at all PLEASE let me know, as fabulous as your work is, I don't want to copy it. Penguin costume? Ok, *waves magic wand* there you go.
bOddwenb: hehe, cool name! Glad you like this. Galadriel is a bit on the odd side in my opinion, but that's what makes her interesting. Hehe. Don't get too attached to the Ferrari, going to get a bit smashed up. Wont hurt the hobbits tho. oops, I just gave heaps away! By the way, u want to come to the party? Just review this chapter and tell me ure costume! The more the merrier! And yes, I like mud, very muddy. Wish it was blue though. Hehe.
bTamarab: yay! Thankies so much for taking the time to read and review my ficcy! Means so much! Glad you think its somewhat amusing, more sillies to come!
Hey everyone! If you're in the mood for some excellent fics, check out my favourites list. Especially stuff by Hex of the Unseelie. Check out 'song for none', 'song for nought' and the third part of the story, which is underway 'ballad for all'. Hex's Lord of the Friends and Lord of the Comrades are also really good! In fact, all the stories on my fav's list are worth a read. I'm a little annoyed tho; stupid ff.net would only let me have 30! I could go on forever.
Well, I think it's about time I stopped blabbing or my notes are going to be longer than this whole chapter!
bDisclaimer:b I own the green squeaky cow, a few paperclips, a pair of Pikachu boxer shorts and a green peace sticker. I do NOT own any of Mr Tolkien's wonderful characters (or his not so wonderful) but I do own (is own the right word?) the idea, I own Legolas's teabag!! Hehe. I'm not making any cash from this ficcy and it is purely for my own enjoyment, and hopefully yours.
bIAlrightio then, here is chapter five! (5)Ib
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Previously in 'the fellowship and the elf next door,' Haldir has a burnt bum, Aragorn is finally ON the bus, Merry and Pippin have most likely smashed up Legolas's car, Gandalf and Sam are planning a party, Legolas is unconscious (again) and Frodo thinks everyone is insane. More sillies to come plus our party! This chapter is the last opportunity to get your invitation to the party; I'm planning to start writing it next.
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"You alright Pip?" Merry said. There was movement from under seat and Merry felt very relieved when Pippin popped his head out.
"I can't feel my tail," Pippin broke in.
Merry raised an eyebrow. "Pip, you don't have a tail." He said, hopping out of the now smashed up Ferrari. Pippin had fallen asleep on the accelerator and the red convertible had collided with a tow-truck. (You know, the ones that tow cars, not ones with toes in the back, icky) The engine was steaming and the bonnet was so crunched up it looked like it had deliberately been folded. Not to mention the shattered windscreen glass and the broken mirrors.
"Just great Pip, you do know what that stupid elf is going to do to us now?" Merry said, quite pissed off.
Pippin squirmed out from under the seat and climbed out of the very damaged Ferrari. "No Merry but I suspect it might be a bit on the painful side." The hobbit replied.
Merry examined the damaged vehicle. "We don't know the meaning of pain." He said, shaking his head.
Suddenly the tow-truck driver came over and started yelling abusive things at the two shocked hobbits. Both only having heard these words before when Legolas or Aragorn were swearing at Haldir. (Not that that ever happened *looks around nervously*)
Another tow-truck had to be called to tow the smashed up Ferrari and another for the smashed up tow-truck.
Merry sat down on the sidewalk glumly. "So that's why they never gave us our drivers licences."
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Soon after the whole car incident Frodo received a phone call from Pippin, asking him to pick him and Merry up. Frodo didn't mind giving his cousins a lift, especially since he felt sorry for them. Frodo had only ever been on the receiving end of one of Legolas's angry screaming fits a few times before and those few times he had erased from memory because they were too horrible to remember. The hobbit knew what Merry and Pippin where in for when they got home and the elf came to. So he grabbed his keys from the kitchen bench and strolled outside to his orange mini.
Jamming the keys into the ignition it took Frodo about five minutes to get his butter box started. When the engine did make a noise that was vaguely recognisable Frodo drove into town, hardly able to see over the steering wheel, honking the horn to let people know he was coming.
Suddenly his mobile rang and Frodo was forced to dig through the mess on the front seat to find it. Without crashing the hobbit finally dug out his phone and answered it. It was Pippin.
"Hello?"
"Hi Frodo, It's Pip,"
"Oh, hi,"
"Just thought you might need to know where to pick Merry and me up."
"Uh huh,"
"Well, we're at the bus stop on the corner of the Aunduin highway and Brandywine road."
Frodo nodded; surprised that Pippin had actually managed to give clear direction. "Ok Pip, see you in a bit." Frodo said and hung up, turning on the radio while he drove. Eventually the hobbit gave up, his radio reception absolute crap so he decided to sing.
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Merry looked up from a particularly interesting bit of concrete and smiled when, in the distance he saw a little orange mini putputing along at about 12 km/h (AN/ sorry, no miles, don't know the correct conversion. THINK SLOW!), Frodo at the wheel, the hobbits curly head (Legolas called it a bird's nest) just visible above the steering wheel.
Finally Frodo pulled up and Merry and Pippin climbed into the back of the car.
"Thanks heaps Frodo," said Pippin, buckling his seatbelt.
"No problem," Frodo replied, turning a corner, nearly running over a girl scout who was helping an old lady cross the road. "Besides," the hobbit continued. "You guys have to put up with Blondie when we get home," with that Frodo laughed rather evilly causing Merry and Pippin to glance at each other, wondering if their friend was sane or not.
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Gandalf and Sam were sitting at the kitchen table planning their party.
So far the guest list was as followed, the fellowship, Arwen (they might need some female company besides that of fan girls and the author) Elrond, Elrodan and Ellahir, Galadriel (she made good cake), Celeborn, Lamoo, the insane author who threatened to tickle Sam if she was not invited to this party, Charli-san, a random person Aragorn had met buying black clothes, another random elf by the name of Holly, who had been secretly stalking Legolas for the past year, notorious for her badge collection, Anelith, a pretty elf who worked at the hairdressers where Legolas got his hair done, Dragonflight, a rebel with a gun, (a bit scary in Pippin's opinion. But then again, to Pippin, green cheese was scary) and her muses, CF and Loki, Hex (AN/ hope you don't mind me shortening it,) the penguin. She wasn't really a penguin, she only liked dressing up as one; Hex was another crazy fanfiction addict, probably the one who had got Lamoo so addicted, and some other random people. Oh yes, and Saturndragon aka Pikachu, the DJ.
Sam smiled and put down his pen. Glancing over to see what Gandalf had written. The hobbit nodded when he read Gandalf's list. It was a list of things for the party but Sam didn't think they would really need fart putty. (Unless of course Gandalf was thinking of shoving it into Legolas's hair)
There was a groan from the couch and Sam saw Legolas stand woozily to his feet, rubbing his forehead.
"What happened?" the elf asked, staggering over to the kitchen table and taking a seat across from Gandalf.
"Haldir hit you on..." Gandalf began but yelped when Sam kicked him under the table.
"Haldir went home, nothing happened, it was a dream," Sam finished hastily.
Legolas seemed to accept this but continued rubbing his sore head. "Then why does my head hurt so much?" he asked.
Gandalf and Sam glanced at each other before Sam answered. "You fell out of bed,"
Legolas nodded and got up to take some aspirin to keep his throbbing headache at bay. "Where's Frodo? And Gimli?" he inquired, gulping down some water.
"Frodo's gone to pick up Merry and Pippin and Gimli's in his room, knitting." Gandalf replied, his pen in his mouth. The wizard suddenly made a horrible face and spat out a whole lot of blue ink into the sink. "Pen leaked," he said, tossing the offending piece of stationary into the fruit bowl.
"We're having a party," Sam remarked, scribbling out a name on his list then re-writing it at the top of the piece of pink floral notepaper. "Gonna be a fancy dress party too," he added
Legolas raised his eyebrows and wobbled over to open the fridge. Inspecting the contents of it, the elf pulled out the orange juice and poured himself a glass. "Where exactly are you planning on having this party?" Legolas asked, moping up the juice he spilled all over the bench.
"Here of course!" Sam replied, grinning like an idiot. "Next weekend!"
"Who's coming?" Legolas suddenly asked, worried that millions of fan girls would sabotage their nice house.
"Only the fellowship, Arwen, Elrond, the twins, Galadriel, Celeborn, some other people, Lamoo." Gandalf began.
"Who the heck is Lamoo?" Legolas asked, plonking back down in his seat.
Lamoo suddenly strode into the kitchen much to everyone's surprise and put her hands on her hips. "Me, the author!" she said, stealing a sip of Legolas's orange juice. Sighing, Lamoo sat down next to Legolas. "You know, the insane one? The creator of this insane spoof?!" she practically yelled.
"Oh, you." Gandalf said, sounding very bored.
"Yes! Me!" Lamoo replied, annoyed that she didn't have any importance in this fic. "I'm going to leave you lot alone now," she said, realising the elf, the wizard and the hobbit sitting at the kitchen table were all growing bored of her presence, and huffed out of the kitchen.
"Glad she's gone," said Legolas, pouring his remaining juice down the sink. Sam and Gandalf nodded in agreement and thrust a list of things into Legolas's hand. "What's this?" the elf asked, looking at the list.
"List of stuff we need for the party," Sam replied, looking very pleased with himself.
"And you are giving it to me because?"
"You have a car,"
"Correction, Merry has my car, I can't drive my car because of that stupid old lady and her pet salami that I accidentally squashed."
"You were speeding,"
"Is it my fault that the stupid old bat didn't hear me coming? And how was I supposed to know the speed limit was 60!"
"The signs that say the speed limit is 60?"
"That's not the point!" Legolas said furiously, stamping his foot. "Wait a minute, did you say Frodo went to pick up Merry and Pippin?"
"Uh, yea," Gandalf replied dumbly.
"But why would they need picking up? Merry has my car!!" the elf screamed, not wanting to think about what the hobbits had done to his car, preferring to brood over plans of revenge.
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About an hour later Aragorn arrived home, the bus dropping him just outside the house. The ranger slumped inside and went straight to the fridge. Pulling out a can of beer he collapsed in front of the TV and turned on the cricket. (AN/ yes, cricket. You know? That boring game where the fielding team stands out in the sun all day while the batter guy hits balls everywhere?)
"Took your time getting home," remarked Legolas dropping down on the couch next to Aragorn.
"I know, my car was towed, then I found $100 bucks down a drain but couldn't get it then I had to catch the bus. Then there was a crash and traffic was really bad and now finally I can watch the game," The ranger said, ending with a loud belch.
"Disgusting," remarked the elf, rolling his eyes.
There was a screech outside and Merry and Pippin appeared at the door with Frodo coming in behind them. Legolas stood up and went over to the two guilty looking hobbits.
"I hope you didn't scratch the car," he said, trying to sound casual.
Merry and Pippin exchanged worried glances before Pippin spoke. "No, we didn't exactly scratch it." He began, only just noticing how tall Legolas was and thinking how either he or Merry were likely to be in plaster after Legolas was finished with them. Although he was pretty skinny, the elf could restrain Aragorn or even Arwen if he needed to.
"Maybe you should sit down," suggested Frodo pushing the elf into the kitchen, where he could easily reach a rolling pin if he needed to defend himself.
Legolas plonked down on a kitchen stool and nodded, trying to keep his temper.
Merry gulped glanced at Pippin, the other hobbit poised to run. "Aragorn, Gimli, could you please come here for a minute?" Merry yelled out into the lounge room. Aragorn appeared behind Gimli and their eyebrows rose when Pippin whispered into their ears.
Merry took a deep breath and spoke, "Legolas, your car is in the scrap yard. It sorta crashed." He squeaked.
"WHAT!!!??" the elf yelled, rising to his feet. Aragorn and Gimli quickly leapt up to restrain the elf as Merry and Pippin made a run for it.
Frodo rushed over and made the elf a cup of very strong herbal tea, slipping a few bright blue pills into the steaming brew. The hobbit placed the cup on the table in front of the elf and made sure he drank it. Aragorn and Gimli held the elf's hands behind his back, Gandalf conjured ropes from somewhere to tie Legolas to the seat and Frodo forced the steaming liquid down the elf's throat.
After the tea Legolas was in a very odd mood. Quite happy actually, but that could have been because those bright blue pills Frodo had slipped into the tea were anti depressants a.k.a. Happy pills. The elf was laughing hysterically so everyone left him tied to the chair for an hour or two, Legolas happy to talk to himself.
The fellowship, now with Merry and Pippin, who had come out of hiding, gathered in the lounge room, Aragorn and Gandalf sitting on the lounge, Gimli on Haldir's pink fluffy bean bag and the hobbits on the floor.
"You serious?" Aragorn asked Sam. The hobbit and Gandalf had just finished telling the fellowship, minus the elf, about their party plans. Everyone agreed that it would be fun and set about planning their costumes.
Merry was going to come as a cowboy, Pippin as a fairy, wings and all. Frodo wanted to come as Cleopatra and Sam was determined to dress up as a purple jellybean. Aragorn planned on coming as a chicken, Gandalf was coming as a mermaid but Gimli's costume was a mystery. The dwarf refusing point blank to give anything away.
After a short time Legolas emerged from the kitchen, untied from the chair, much more sober. The elf shoved Gimli off the beanbag and flopped down on top of it. "I've been thinking," he began
Aragorn snickered. "Did it hurt?" he asked.
"What a lame joke," Broke in Lamoo in one of her random appearances.
"Go away," winged Pippin. "You made us crash Legolas's dammed car,"
Lamoo shrugged and disappeared.
"Anyway," Legolas continued, choosing to ignore Aragorn's comment. "I've decided I'm coming to the party as a teabag," he said and the fellowship burst out in laughter, much to elf's annoyance.
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iAN/ and the fellowship's all together again! Except Boromir, cos he's kinda dead. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this chapter, much longer than usually, you don't mind do you?i
IDon't forget to review! This chapter is your last chance to get your invitation to the party! There are already heaps of people so you have to be quick!I
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Byesies! Love Lamoo
