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After they had. . .tended to Legolas's nearly clothless state (wrapping him up in a sack, earning lots of naughty words in both Common Speech and Elven from the Prince), the fellowship arrived at Thranduil's home. Legolas dressed in identical clothes to the ones he had lost, and he and the rest of the Fellowship had some food (Pippin hid lots more in his trousers), and took leave.

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"Legolas, do you have an extra lot of clothing, in case you get nekkid again?" Pippin asked, smiling. Legolas scowled. Pippin took the hint and ran ahead. Gandalf fell back in line to join Aragorn.

"I hear Arwen is in need of help." Aragorn nodded.

"Indeed. To Rivendell we must go. Elrond sent a runner to Thranduil."

"A runner?"

"Glorfindel. Arwen wanted to come herself, but he kicked her out of the way."

Gandalf raised an eyebrow.

"Violence against your fiancée? Aren't you angry?" Aragorn shook his head. "They have been best friends for a long time. It's the sort of behaviour you'd expect.

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On the way to Rivendell, black riders intervened. Stab, stab, fire ARGH! Maimed ringwraiths. Oops! There goes Frodo's shoulder! Suddenly, Arwen rides up.

"Aragorn! You must hurry to Rivendell! There are too many of them!"

"Too many of what?"

"Girls who call themselves elves, though it is clear to all that they resemble no elf! They come at me with knives! Knives Aragorn! You have to come!" Looking down to Frodo, she added, "Oh! And we must get the Halfling to my father!" Arwen leapt off 'her' horse and ran over to Frodo. Aragorn was left holding the horse, Asfaloth.

"This is Glorfindel's horse, is it not?"

"No, its mine! He always takes my things!" Seeing the look on Aragorn's face, she looked back at Frodo. "Oh alright! Is his! But Glorfy lets me borrow him from time to time." Attempting to lift Frodo, Arwen turned to her lover. "Help my with this fat hobbit!"

"Now don't you be mean about Mister Frodo's weight! I'm the fat one on this quest! Be you an Elf or no, I'll have no one speak of Mister Frodo that way!" Sam said.

Aragorn lifted Frodo up onto the saddle. Arwen got on Asfaloth.

"They will pursue you."

"Who? Those weird girls?"

"No! The Black Riders!"

"Oh, right!" And with that, Arwen galloped off. Dangerous ride through a wood, get rid of Ringwraiths at river. We have arrived at Rivendell!!

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Oh, doesn't time fly when you're in Middle Earth? Sooooooo . . . Did you enjoy chapter 3? Well it's really chapter 2 and a half . . .I won't be able to get any more chapters up for a while. . . stuff going on at home . . . Review please!