AN/ ok. New chapter. Sorry that I haven't been replying to reviews lately. I have either been way too busy to even think about writing fanfiction, let alone actually doing it. Other times stupid ff.net wouldn't net me view my reviews. And I stupidly delete all the ones in my hotmail inbox. Quite daft aren't I? Anyway, to make up for that, I will reply to all those reviews now. Then write you all a nice long chapter. The last one was very sad. Very short. pathetic! Oh yes, bI SAW PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN!!!!!!!/b Yay!

Ok, here we go. this could take a while. If I leave anyone out remind me I owe you a million 'I'm sorry's.

bAndboriel Swann:/b ah, yes, Will AND Legolas. Interesting combination aren't they? I happen to like then both A LOT, and couldn't resist having them both in this fic. Hmm, if I get too insane might think about putting Joe Byrne and Todd Blackburn in here too. Hmm, maybe not. Thankyou so much for the review.

bWhite tiger:/b POTC, yay, ive seen it! Aw, isn't it amazing? Silly question really. Veddy veddy good it was. *drool*. I wish 'miss swann' would fall of that cliff thing again.. But that's just me. Thanks for the review, enjoy this chappie.

bKawaii Elf Girl:/b what have you been feeding that Kougra? Sugar? Hmm, sugar. *drool* anywho, will be sure to get Will AND Jack new swords, possibly made out of sugar. just like everything else! Yay! And Mr Bean, yes, I don't think he's too pleased with me at the moment, hehe, but I think he's funny. No killing in this fic. well, unless anyone wants to kill my sister. but yes, both he and Boromir do tend to drive us all crazy at times.

bAelimir:/b sorry I didn't reply to your reviews till now. Anyway, thanks heaps for pointing out that I WAY over did it in ch 14. I do agree with you. Thankyou, always wonderful to hear honest comments. And I'm glad you liked your appearance. It was rather short, but don't worry, there will be more. ( I loved the idea, and couldn't resist using it, thanks for that as well. Anywhoosies, thankyou again and enjoy this chappie.

bLotRseer3350:/b u want to do something evil? Hmm, I think that can be arranged. have to decide whether it be with out two fav pirates, or Elrohir and Elladan. Here is your somewhat dry update, sorry for the wait. Speaking if updating, UPDATE YOUR FIC!!! Arg! Must read! Lemme know when u write your POTC fic! Ah yes, I will email you telling you how to play 500. Internet has been spazo so I haven't been online really in yonks. *Makes a mental note to email LotRseer3350*

bMysti:/b thankyou for the review. Pikachu? Was Saturndragon's idea, not mine. But Pika is rather cute, not that I'd ever actually admit that to my friends. Hehe. Enjoy this chappie! PIKACHU!

bLegolas Stalker:/b *sniff* yes, it was too short wasn't it? And really bad as well. hmm, not good combination. *shudder* anyway. You're back at school? Hmm, how fun. Well, hehe, I only have 3 more weeks of school until holidays! Yay! And sleeping in. ahhh, and LOTR, ahhh, and POTC!!!!! WHOOO! That comes out in four days! Tee hee! Can't wait. Give Mark the spatula a hug for me and watch out for his cameo in this chappie! Heee. Sorry I have to take Will back now, but you can borrow him again after this chapter!

bInweofnargothrond/b Steve Irwin? Cool? *Pukes* no way dude. He is such a wanker. The twins on the other hand, are almost as wonderful as Leggy, love em! Peter Jackson had better make em look good in ROTK or I'll be writing some very angry letters. Hehe. And the pasta. *sigh* poor stupid Sam. What he doesn't realise is that the pasta is secretly trying to take over the world! Mwa haa haa. ahem, too much sugar. Sorry. Sugar, and fairy floss machines. Oh I love em. Bit sticky tho. Ned Kelly is really good, but really sad. Frankly, I'd rather have POTC, which is have seen finally!! U don't like Arwen either? Oh good. She stole Glorfy's horse. *sniff*. ooh, maybe Glorfy can get his revenge this chappie? You've never played pass the parcel? Well, it's just basically a thingo prize thing, wrapped up in paper or something, with even more layers of paper round it. In each layer there's a little prize thingo. Its kind of a baby game, u sit in a circle and someone plays some music. U pass the parcel around, hence the name, and when the music stops u get to open the first layer, etcetera etcetera. Hope I did an ok job explaining that, never actually had to before. And no, Boromir did NOT die. Gimli, Aragorn and Leggie just chucked him over a waterfall when he was still alive and Boromir got some very quick swimming lessons. Enjoy this chappie,

bPaladin Dragoon:/b yes, 2 chappies. Rather bad ones at that, so I apologise for that. Anyway, tell CF she's welcome, I don't mine breaking her fall. Ooh, cake, I knew I was forgetting something! What kinda cake I wonder? Hmm, must be a surprise. Hope this chappie passes your inspection, lol.

bLuna-Lovegoood Fan:/b what WILL Elrohir and Elladan do I wonder? Hmm, something evil most likely. Hehe. Thankies a bazzilion times for the reviews.

bElfitchick:/b back, yes I am! And a brand new chapie fresh from my highly overactive, sugar-induced imagination! Yay! Leggie and Will, love them don't we? And how could anyone have Will without CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!? And Merry and Pippin, what WILL (hehe, Will, hehe) we do with them? Apart from hosing them down to get rid of all the sugar. In answer of your question, in real life I cant even fit under my bed, but in this fic, I can make someone fit into a matchbox. Hehe, bit painful perhaps.

bDragonJivi:/b yup! : LOTR chocolate! For the LOTR obsessed teenage girl in all of us! Whooo! But hey, stay in the US, YOU GUYS GET POTC!!! Wahhhhhh! Hope you like this chappie, should be better than the last horribly bad ones.

bMarissa03:/b am so sorry to say that this fic is nearly finished. But here is one more chapter just for you. Thankyou for your lovely reviews and I'm sorry you didn't get a very big part. But if you like your spot is reserved for the sequel.

bLolly/b: will and Lego, *drool* how can anyone resist em? Ah yes, just one little problem with your cameo appearance. I am seriously intending on ending this fic with this chapter. but never fear, there WILL (hehe, Will, hehe) be a sequel, you're welcome to have your cameo there. Thankies a million times for your reviews.

bRobyn the pirate!!! /b: I love your idea, but this is the last chapter of this fic. You're welcome to meet out lovely guys in the sequel. And tell your buddy the aardvark that he is one seriously cool dude. And I know exactly how you feel, I want to be a pirate too! Wah, elf. pirate. *drool* ok, I'm ok. Anyway, thankies for the review.

bSaturndragon:/b arg! I knew all this would blow up in my face. I am so sorry, there will not be very much evil, I am out of evil ideas. also this is the last chapter. wah, lets all have a cry. ok, much better. Anyway, ballet next for the boys, how's Jack in a tutu? Hehe. Thankyou for being a wonderful DJ and reviewer.

bMr Bean:/b ah, Beanie. there is not much point in me telling you this another million times, but thankyou thankyou thankyou for being such a wonderful reviewer and reader, as well as a buddy who gives me evil ideas as to what to do to Frodo and doesn't mind when every girl at the party gets all pissy at you. Thankyou yay, thankyou a million times. As for the computer games. what does that have to do with Elf Girl's banishing gun? Hmm. anyway, don't worry, you wont get banished. yet. Mwa haa haa. Interested in coming with the fellowship to the ballet? Hehe. Hmm, I wonder what your answer will be? And just for the records, Mandy Moore is a real person and sometimes I do think you're jealous of Legolas. but I will not tell you that to your face ever again. Mwaa haa haa. And what's wrong with calling me Aury? I'm not too bothered by it. MANDY MOORE IS AREAL PERSON!! Ok, I'm done. Last chapter this is, I hope you enjoy it, you get to point out that Will can be an idiot at times. Oh, btw, did you like POTC? Hmm? Told you so.

bAngel 110:/b arg, damn computer, evil aren't they? Ours broke for a while and I was alone with my evil imagination without being able to write anything down. Don't worry, you didn't miss much.and I love the movie idea. but I think its been done heaps. How about the ballet? You can smooch Haldir there. just watch out for my sister, she is determined to get Haldir for herself. Hehe. Glad to know you're still around.

bXHellsFireX/b: erm, I wouldn't have used quite those words, but I'm pleased you think so. Hehe. Thankyou for taking the time to read this wasted bit of Internet space. Hope this chappie is good enough. though I somehow doubt it.

bHex of the Unseelie: /b yay, you are still around. Haven't been updating. well, I cant talk much either. Hehe. Yes, poor Bory, go Leggie. Hehe. Very pleased to have one of my fav authors writing all this wonderful stuff about my fics. Thankyou hex, you rock! Ah, just one more thing, not too much evil, cos I'm actually ending this fic. yes I know, me, ending a fic. weird huh? Thankyou for being an awesome reviewer as well as writing all those Fab fics to keep me entertained.

bHan/b: I cant remember whether I replied to this review or not. Oh well, I'll just do it again. Hehe. Pleased you liked the last chappie a bit better. I too know someone who eats raw pasta *shudder* my evil sister. *shudder* hehe, bit weird really. Anyway, thankies for taking the time to read this crummy fic, hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.

bOddwen/b: hmm, I think I may have replied to this as well. The hat. *sighs* its so cute.. thankies for the reviews, you rock!

Well, that's it, all the reviews.s

iThanks a bazillion guys. The total review count now stands at about 278. Aiming for 300 now. Wish me luck!/i

bDisclaimer:/b I don't own anything in this fic except myself, the fairy floss machine and that pair of socks that Aragorn is wearing that belong to me. All respective reviewers own themselves and currently Legolas Stalker aka Laura has taken Will Turner hostage so he can in no way belong to me at this current time. Jack Sparrow is stuck on an island and is unavailable for me to claim ownership upon. Legolas is glad he does not belong to me for I would not hesitate to huggle him to death. Aragorn smells kinda bad so I don't particularly want to own him, and the hobbits own themselves. Quite glad I don't for they would eat all my precious sugar. Gimli used to belong to me until I tried to get information on Legolas's whereabouts from him. He ran away. Gandalf is freaky and doesn't even own a clean pair of underpants, let alone himself. As anyone can see, I don't own a bloody thing here.

Another AN/ this fanfiction will end after the party. I'm sorry to say, which is nearly finished. But don't despair loyal readers, there will be an even crazier sequel!!

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bHere is chapter 18; I think its chapter 18 anyway./b

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Previously in I'The Fellowship and the Elf Next Door',/I Jack and Will announced to the world that they are crap at making excuses, we discovered that Lamoo doesn't like Steve Irwin and a magical parcel appeared for the magical game of pass the parcel.

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"Did you know blu-tak tastes like chicken?" remarked Elladan thoughtfully.

"No, I didn't know that," replied Elrohir. "But I know for a fact that if we pull this off we'll be the greatest pranksters of all time."

"What? What are you talking about?" the other twin wanted to know.

Elrohir groaned and rolled his eyes. "You know, the plan? Do you remember?"

Elladan shook his head. "Nope, not a thing" he said happily.

Elrohir gave an exasperated sigh and cuffed his twin over the head. "Ow, that hurt," complained Elladan.

Elrohir smirked. "That was the idea." He said. "Anyway, now that you remember, go and find the mousetraps, the fire crackers and the pipe- cleaners and I'll rig us up some accomplices."

"Ok then," replied Elladan as he turned to skip off in search of mousetraps, pipe cleaners and firecrackers, still completely oblivious to the full extent of his brother's scheme.

Elrohir approached a group of people gathered to the side of the room. "Hello ladies," he said in his most seductive tone.

"Hiya Elladan," replied Anelith.

The elf rolled his eyes. "I'm Elrohir," he answered

Anelith giggled. "Oh yea, sorry." She said.

"How would you girls like to play a game?" asked Elrohir

"Game? What kind of game?" Saturndragon asked. "Sounds fun,"

"Oh yes, very fun." Remarked the elf evilly. "You all will enjoy it very much,"

"How do you play?" asked Anya.

Hex and Anya were also standing to the side, watching pass the parcel. Anya had been put in charge of stoping the cd every now and again but seemed to be neglecting her duty, very bored of it. So the parcel was just going around and around and around a few more million times before anyone actually realised the music wasn't showing any signs of stopping. It was really only Marissa who did. Everyone in the circle was either totally pissed, asleep, in between the two or having a wonderful time passing the wrapped newspaper present around the circle. Marissa sighed and got up and wandered over to the group.

"Pass the parcel is boring," muttered Marissa

"I know," she replied. "But I think Loki's enjoying it," everyone laughed as Loki squealed in delight as he received the parcel for the seventy fourth time. Poor Loki sighed sadly when he had to pass it on again.

Meanwhile Anya was blabbering on and on "Anyway, you know that bit in TTT, when Frodo and Sam are captured in Ithilien, Frodo's shirt opens a little bit and you can see his chest, hehehehehehehehe."

"Have you had some of that brandy Elrond brought?" asked Mel. "Or the rum?"

"Where's the rum?!" yelled two muffled voices from inside the closet.

Hex raised her eyebrows and went over to investigate the contents of the closet. She had to move the couch from in front of the door to eventually wrench it open. As soon as the door gave way, two scruffy pirates came tumbling out.

"Rum, *hiccup* must have rum!" wailed Jack reaching into his pocket for more mascara.

"That joke is so old," commented Lamoo from the pass the parcel circle. The music still hadn't stopped but no one else seemed to have noticed.

"What do you mean?" asked Will in a sad tone taking off his hat and trying to straighten the feather.

"Every time you two do something or say something, it has something to do with booze." Remarked Lamoo. Will looked hurt.

"Um, what were you two doing in the closest?" Marissa wanted to know.

"I *hiccup* don't know," replied Jack. "We *hiccup* just ended up in there *hiccup*"

"Riiiiiiight," mumbled Hex.

Will shook his head. "Nuh uh, HE put us in there," Will pointed to Mr Bean, who was standing by the table with the drinks on it whistling innocently. "He came up to us and started yelling about how stupid this guy called Borlando Oom was."

"I think you mean Orlando Bloom," Anelith corrected him.

'Yea Orlando Bloom, that's it." Remarked Will vaguely. "Don't even know who this dude is. And still that guy over there stuck us in the cupboard!"

"Yay?" Lamoo said.

Mr Bean looked her direction. "Yes Aury?" he asked innocently.

Lamoo frowned. "Why the hell did you stuff these two in the cupboard?"

"What makes you think I did?" Mr Bean wanted to know.

Lamoo groaned. "Because you hate Orlando Bloom in all his various forms, you hate Legolas, and have now discovered, that seeing as how Will looks like wonderful Orli, that you don't like him either,"

"You are good." Mr Bean admitted. "Fine, so what if I put those two ghastly pirates in the closest? They deserved it!"

"Oh, I don't think all the girls here would like to hear you say that," the authoress said in a singsong voice. The girls standing with the pirates glared at Mr Bean

Mr Bean winced. "ok, ok, just don't say that I did, they'll maul me!"

Lamoo cackled "I know." She replied. "but as long as Will and Jack are ok," she looked around, the pirates were gone. "hmm, wonder where they went." Lamoo wondered. "well I'm going to check what time it is, these people have been here all night." Lamoo said to Mr Bean who shrugged and wandered over to talk to Aragorn.

Lamoo linked arms with Nellie and Ainsley who were standing innocently to the side of the room trying to look as guiltless as possible, and the three of them staggered into the kitchen to see what the time was.

"eh?" mumbled Aimoo as she saw that the clock said 177: 30 pm.

Lamoo shook her head, "it's ok, its only 177:30. party ends in an hour and a bit."

Nellie and Ainsley sighed in relief, they still had a lot of evil pranks to play.

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By now the pass the parcel circle consisted of two whole people. Everyone else had either gotten bored of it or fallen asleep. The only two remaining were Pippin and Loki. Merry would have joined in, but he was asleep.

"Hey Loki," spoke up Pip the fairy. "You know what?"

"What?" asked Loki as he passed the parcel back to the hobbit.

Pippin giggled. "Merry is asleep."

Loki rolled his eyes. "Aren't you Mr observant, huh?"

Pippin beamed proudly, convinced tis was a complement.

"You know what?" asked Pippin again

"What?" replied Loki, slightly irritated.

Pippin paused. Then he spoke. "I forget,"

Loki shook his head and passed the parcel again.

"Oh, I remember," piped up the hobbit. "Guess what,"

"What?" asked Loki for the final time in an annoyed tone of voice.

Pippin giggled. "I'm bored." The hobbit declared.

Suddenly the music stopped and Loki got landed with the prize. "Ha! I win!" he said to Pippin, who looked defeated. Loki ripped open the parcel and inspected its contents. How lovely, a pink floral photo frame, chosen by Sam most likely.

"Oh, what a pretty fame," commented Pippin. Loki only glared and stood up to get some food.

"Shut up Pippin," he said. "Shut up."

Pippin grinned, "I can do that," he said proudly and shut his mouth.

Suddenly a spatula hit Pippin in the back of the head. "Ow!" complained the hobbit. He picked up the spatula from the ground and examined it. It had a pair of eyes, a mouth and a funny little moustache on its 'face'. Pippin shook the spatula. "Hey Frodo, I like your costume," he said to the spatula.

"Why thankyou Pippin," replied Frodo from across the room, busy flirting with Smeagol, both of them as drunk as it gets.

Then there was a scream from the kitchen. Everyone rushed in and there on the floor were sprawled two elves and two pirates. Legolas and Elladan were lying in very uncomfortable positions underneath Will and Jack, who seemed to be making the most of lying on the elves.

"Hmm, cushy," commented Jack, bouncing up and down on Legolas's back. The elf grunted in pain.

All over the floor were hundreds and thousands of marbles. Big ones, little ones, glass ones, crappy plasticish ones and ones that looked like they had been stuck in Aragorn's belly button for a few years.

"Free marbles!" bellowed Laura as she picked up a handful and threw them at Elrond.

Elf girl and Cotume picked out the pretty glass marbles and took them outside to see if they would float.

"What are you doing?" asked Aragorn.

"Seeing if marbles float," replied Cotume matter-of-factly

Aragorn raised his eyebrows. "What floats in water?" he asked.

"Bread," replied Elf girl

"Apples" added Cotume

"Small rocks,"

"Lead,"

"A duck," yelled someone from across the room.

Aragorn put on his stupid accent and replied, "why yes, a duck."

Ainsley shook her head in despair. "She sees Monty python and the Holy Grail twice and she puts bits of it in her fanfiction? Please excuse my sister, she is disturbed."

Aragorn gave Ainsley a kick and continued. "Hooow dooo yoo knoooo sooo much abooot swaloooows?" he asked,

"Who was talking about swallows?" asked Aelimir "African or European?"

Aragorn shrugged. "I just like that line," he replied, speaking in his normal accent now.

"Now," remarked Lamoo. "Are we finished quoting lines from Monty python?"

"Yes Lamoo," replied the whole party in unison.

Lamoo grinned. "Oh it is so wonderful being an author," she mused. "Now, I think its time we ate the cake."

"Since when have we had cake?" Hex asked.

"Since Mel made one appear," replied Lamoo. "Its in Legolas's wardrobe."

Legolas couldn't help but wonder why. "Why my wardrobe?" he asked once Jack had gotten off him.

"Because if it was in the fridge, the hobbits would eat it." Replied Lamoo

So Lamoo ventured off to get the cake and came back with a massive purple cake with green icing.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthd." began Will before he was cut off by Mr Bean.

"Shut up you git," Mr Bean said. "It's nobody's birthday,"

Laura sniffed sadly and hugged the spatula that Pippin had mistaken for Frodo. "It's ok Mark," she said tenderly to the piece of cooking paraphernalia. "We'll have a birthday party for you when we get home. In fact, we're going now I think."

"Have some cake," replied Aragorn, handing Laura two pieces of cake wrapped up in pink serviettes.

"Thanks," answered Laura. "Thankyou for inviting me," she said politely before turning and leaving.

"What's the time?" asked Glorfindel.

Lamoo glanced up at the clock. "178:45pm" she said.

"Whoa, Nellie and me should really be going now." replied the elf.

Nellie frowned sadly. "I'm not going, just five more minutes?"

"No, now." muttered Glorfy.

Nellie burst into tears. "No no no no no no! I don't want to go home!" she wailed. In the elf Legolas lent Glorfindel his tranquilliser gun and Nellie was out cold and slumped over Glorfy's shoulder.

"Bye bye," Lamoo called to Glorfindel and Nellie.

Suddenly Sam and Gandalf ran up. "You forgot your party bags!" he yelled. Glorfindel retreated quickly and was handed two loot bags crammed with things. The elf inspected the contents and munched on a carrot, which Legolas had demanded be included.

People soon started to leave, with their party bags and bits of cake.

By now the only people left were Lamoo, her sister, the fellowship, Hex and Anya. Oh yes, and Aelimir and Marissa and the pirates.

Elladan and Elrohir had been forced out of the house with Aragorn's sword at their throats. It was not at all surprising that Legolas was the one holding the sword.

"That was a cool party," spoke up Will before ending with a loud belch.

"You two didn't even get to come to the whole thing!" replied Hex with a yawn.

"We saw most of it," said Jack. "Our ship is docked at the edge of the pool."

"Where exactly do you sail then?" asked Gimli.

Jack smiled. "All around the ocean."

"He means the pool," added Will helpfully. "Its pretty scary at times."

Jack suddenly broke down in tears. "The mosquitoes!" he wailed. "They are merciless."

Marissa patted Jack sympathetically on the back. "Its ok Jack, Aelimir got some aerogard, remember?"

"What's aerogard?" asked Anya.

"Bug repellent." Answered Lamoo.

"Well," said Will standing up. "I think we should be going and saving Miss Swann now."

"You love the woman and you still call her Miss Swann," muttered Legolas.

"Sometimes he calls her filthy little bitch," commented Jack. "But that's only when she has PMS and pisses him off by flirting with Commodore Norington."

"Ah, I see," replied Legolas. "And yes, you should be going." He added, beginning to shoo the pirates out of the house.

"Wait," spoke up Marissa. She handed Legolas an envelope. "Open it later."

"It had so better not be a love letter," muttered the elf.

Marissa shook her head. "Nah, its tickets to the ballet, opening night too!" she said,

"Cool," muttered Legolas half-heartedly. "Bye bye then," he said and shoed the pirates, Aelimir and Marissa out the door. "Sorry no evil doing tonight." The elf said to Hex and Anya, who's shoulders droops when the elf told them.

"Ok, bye then." Anya said, giving Frodo and the other hobbits a hug before she left.

"Bye bye Annie," replied Pippin with a wave.

Hex gave Legolas a hug, which he did not object too much to, and left behind Anya.

"Now that only leaves you two." Said Aragorn, turning on Lamoo and Ainsley.

Ainsley glanced around nervously. "Um, ok, we'll just be going now ok?" she said before pulling Lamoo out the door. But not before Lamoo managed to get hug from Legolas, Aragorn and Merry and Pippin.

"Bye bye, see you next fanfiction!" yelled Lamoo.

The door slammed shut and the fellowship collapsed onto couches.

"I am so glad that's over," commented Aragorn, whose chicken costume had fallen to bits.

Legolas nodded in agreement. "Tell me about it." He replied. "Stupid Girls, and that mean old Mr Bean."

"Speaking of Beans, where did Boromir go? And Haldir for that matter?" asked Frodo.

"Who cares," said Legolas. "Now we're all going to the ballet, we can find them in the morning."

So with that the fellowship trudged off the bed.

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Aragorn, for once in his life, was desperate for a shower. All the girls germs, *shudder*. The ranger dug through his drawers looking for some clean knickers and his PJs.

"Where the hell have all my undies gone?" he wondered. What the ranger did not know what that every pair of underwear in the household had been stolen, placed in a massive ice cream container filled with water, and put in the freezer. All the underwear in the house was now a giant undies ice cube.

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Elladan was driving the car home with his brother beside him and sister and father passed out in the back seat. "Do you think they'll find the ice cube?" he asked. "It was a good thing we had all those accomplices."

"Yea," chucked Elrohir.

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Legolas eased his tired body into bed and his eyes drooped closed almost at once.. They were going to the ballet.

The elf sat bolt upright in bed all of a sudden.

"What if Lamoo decides to come?" he asked himself..

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THE END

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AN/ how sad I am to write those two little words. Funny, ive never actually finished a fanfiction before. Sorry I had to end it. but don't despair, coming soon, 'The fellowship and the elf next door, adventures continue.'

Thankyou a billion times loyal readers and reviewers. All I want for this fic is to get 300 reviews. All that means is you guys sending me 25 little reviews. That would be much appreciated.

So now this fic is officially finished. I hope you all enjoyed it!

So, until next fanfiction

Uuma quena en'mani lle ume ri'mani lle umaya. Uma ta ar'lava ta quena ten'irste'. * Love Lamoo

Please R&R

*Translation: Don't talk about what you have done or what you are going to do. Do it and let it speak for itself.