Bleed for Me
By Siren
Hey guys! Here's the next chapter!
Hallabrethiliel- I haven't gotten Linkin Park's new CD yet, but I did download a few of their songs. I love them! I know, I can't imagine Gandalf young either.
Marie- I like your pen name! Yes, Michelle sounds like a teenybopper. But fear not Michelle! I too was a teenybopper at one point!
Aarien- I'm glad you liked the last chapter, lol. *holds up hand* I'm aware that Aarien is grinning like an insane idiot! But I'm grinning like an insane idiot too, so it's cool. YAY FOR INSANE IDIOTS! ^_^
Aquitaineq- Yeah, the elves will learn the truth soon, don't worry.
Saiyan-girl-cheetah- Well, I figure that elves can be unreasonable at times. Plus, Legolas is sexy when he's pissed off. *sees the elf glaring at me* What? It's true!
Aislin- I know that an elf raping someone is unheard of, but I really needed it for the plot. A dream about killer trees, huh? Were they oak? *twitches and looks around* The oaks are the ones to look out for. You're welcome for the lovely mental image of Gandalf, lol. I think that Saruman would marry Gandalf for some odd reason. Uh oh, I sense a Gandalf/Saruman slash story coming up! *Cackles evilly* MWAHAHAHA!
Shire Elf- Yes, run! Mwahahaha! Eew, Gandalf's staff is just…wrong. VERY WRONG. And yes, I love my elf and lover mecha. ^_^
Tap-dancing hobbit- I LOVE THAT SONG TOO! *dances around like an idiot*
Mellon- Disturbing…yes…*Twitches at backs away from Gandalf* YAY! COOKIE DOUGH!
Crystal Snowflakes- 'Course I'm gonna review your story! *Runs off to review*
Cassie-bear01- Aw, your horses sound awesome! *Takes cookies* THANK YOU!!!
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I wake up to feel something warm on the back of my neck. It feels like warm puffs of air and it tickles. I squirm and roll over only to come face to face with a sleeping Avarier. I blink and look at him in shock. Okay, when I went to sleep last night, I saw him lie down near Gandalf. So…how the hell did he end up over here? I know I should probably get up and move away before the others wake up, but…he looks so peaceful. A smile pulls at my lips, and I study his face. His eyes are closed and his breathing is even. His mouth is open slightly, and his arms are locked around my waist.
"He went to sleep by you an hour after you fell asleep."
I look up to see Gandalf sitting across from us. He's smiling in amusement, an eyebrow arched. "Yeah, well, I think it's time to move before the others wake up," I say and start to untangle myself from his arms. "Too late," I hear a voice say. I see Legolas sitting up, glaring at the form next to me. I let out a heavy sigh and sit up. "Legolas, he's innocent okay? Just let it go," I mutter and free myself from Avarier's arms. I stand up and stretch, knowing that Legolas is still glaring at the mortal boy at my feet. "He attacked one of my kind. He's not innocent and I will not 'let it go'," he snaps. I roll my eyes and look to Gandalf for help. The wizard simply shakes his head.
"Wake the mortal up, we're leaving." I glare at him and kneel next to Avarier. I shake his shoulder and whisper, "wake up" in his ear. He mumbles something and his eyes flutter open. I grin and tilt my head. "Hey you," I greet. A smile spreads across his face. "Good morning," he replies. I lift an eyebrow and cross my arms over my chest. "Care to explain how you were able to move from Gandalf over to my sleeping roll?" His eyes widen and he blushes crimson. "I, uh, what I mean to say is…" he stutters. I smirk. "Yes?" He looks to Gandalf for help, but the old wizard is trying to keep from laughing. Seeing his uncomfortable look, I grin and help him stand up. "Pack up, we're going to leave soon." He nods and starts to pack up.
Still grinning, I pick my pack up and walk over to Telcoer. Astaider and Hodoer are already at their horses, speaking to each other. "Hi guys," I greet. They look at me coldly and return to their conversation. Feeling my smile fade, I pull myself onto the saddle. I don't deserve the cold treatment, damn it. I gather the reins into my hand, and feel someone settle behind me in the saddle. Avarier's arms wrap around my middle, and I squeeze his hand gently. I hear a snort in front of me and look up to see Legolas glaring at us. You know what? I've had enough.
"Attention elves!"
They look over at me.
"I am sick and tired of the looks you're giving Avarier and I. And I just want to let you know that I will not tolerate it anymore. Avarier is innocent, despite what you may have heard." I look at the boy behind me and smile apologetically for what I'm about to say. "Forgive me Avarier, but they have to know." I turn back to look at Legolas. "Avarier's mother was deeply fascinated with elves. She became friends with one, but that elf took advantage of her and forced himself on her. Avarier did attack the elf, but in my opinion, that elf should thank the Valar that that's all he did." Legolas's eyes widen for a moment, than narrow in anger. "You lie!" he hissed. I feel Avarier's grip on my waist tighten and anger boils inside of me.
"Why would I lie to you? Avarier hasn't said anything to lord Aragorn because his mother is so ashamed of what happened to her. You may have a good heart Legolas, but not everyone is like you." The prince of Mirkwood looks furious. "No elf would ever force himself on a female! All elves are pure of heart, unlike the race of man," he growls and sends Avarier a deadly glare. "Hey! You can insult me for my stupidity, my strange taste in clothing, music and guys, but NEVER insult me for my race!" I shout. Legolas's gaze snaps back to me, his eyes a stormy blue color.
"Why is it that in my world and your's, someone is guilty until proven innocent? Avarier has gone through hell and back just to save his mother's dignity!" Can't these elves understand? "He has poisoned your mind with lies!" Legolas snaps back. "Shut the fuck up Blondie! Do you honestly think I would lie to you about something like this?" The elf stares at me for a moment before answering. "When it comes to this male, I believe you would say anything he'd ask you to. The hearts of men are easily corrupted."
I stare at him.
I feel a cold numbness settle in my stomach and continue to stare at him. The elf squirms a bit under my intense gaze. "So I'm corrupted, huh? Fine then. Our friendship ends here. Once we reach Gondor I will stay there and find a way back to my world. A world without you is the best one of all," I say, a lump forming in my throat. Legolas's face remains impassive, and I nudge Telcoer into a trot.
I'm beginning to hate these elves.
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It's been a few hours and none of the elves have so much as looked at me. At the moment, I could care less. Avarier has said nothing, and I'm glad. I don't want to talk to him or anyone else at the moment. I catch Gandalf looking at me for the third time, his eyes troubled and sympathetic. My face remains emotionless, and I look at the area ahead of us.
"Gondor!" Gandalf cries.
I look ahead and see the beginnings of a city surrounded by stone walls. So this was where Aragorn and Arwen live. I urge Telcoer into a gallop, wanting to get there as quickly as possible.
It takes us a few hours, but we reach the city gates. Two guards in armor step forward and talk with Gandalf and Legolas. I glance behind me and catch Astaider and Hodoer looking at me. They quickly look away, and I feel a pang of hurt. Fine, let them gossip about me. See if I give a shit.
"We may enter Gondor. Dismount and give your horses to the stable hands. They'll take good care of them. Than we shall see lord Aragorn and lady Arwen," Gandalf announces. Avarier dismounts first and than helps me down. I lead Telcoer over to a small boy whom I guess is one of the stable hands. I smile softly and hand him the reins. "Take good care of Telcoer," I say and ruffle his hair. The young boy grins and nods. Aw, kids are so cute. Than they grow into annoying, chauvinistic, possessive, spiteful, dumbass men. Yes, I'm being bitter and I don't care.
We walk through the city, and I'm glad to see that it's people seem content and happy. Little children are running about, big happy grins on their faces. This is the way it should be. I follow Gandalf to the palace, and glance over at Avarier. He's searching the crowds of people, probably for his mother. Feeling my face soften, I reach out a hand and take his. His eyes meet mine and he smiles nervously. We walk into the palace, and I follow Gandalf into what appears to be the throne room. On a platform two people are seated in large chairs. My eyes widen at the sight of them.
The man is sitting tall in the large chair, his blue eyes looking at us. His brown hair is combed, but still a bit messy. He has chiseled features, and despite the fine clothing, he still looks a bit rugged. He must be Aragorn. The woman, or elf next to him, is absolutely breath taking. Her eyes are a deep shade of blue, and her full lips twist into a smile at the sight of Legolas and Gandalf. She has wavy brown hair that ends at her waist, and the points of her ears and sticking through it. That has to be Arwen. I realize that I'm grinning, and quickly wipe the smile off my face.
Aragorn and Arwen stand up, hand in hand, and walk toward us. They stop in front of us, and the king and prince stare at each other for a moment before smiling. They hug each other tightly, laughing. "It's good to see you again Legolas!" The elf grins. "It's good to see you again too, Aragorn. How are you?" They start talking, and Arwen embraces Gandalf. "Vedui, Gandalf. How are you?" Now they king, queen, prince and wizard and involved in a conversation, leaving the rest of us feeling quite awkward. I sigh and roll my eyes.
Royalty.
After a few minutes, Arwen looks over at us. "Legolas, who are your friends?" she asks. Legolas's eyes widen. "Oh, forgive me mellon-nin. May I present to you the ladies Hodoer and Astaider of Rivendell." My two ex-friends step forward and greet her. I roll my eyes again and look around in boredom. "And this," he gestures to me, "is lady Siren of the other realm." I look over at her and smile. "Hi," I greet. Arwen's eyes widen and she smiles. "I have only heard of one mortal from another world." I shrug. "Well, I'm the second." I would really like to leave now. Legolas glares at Avarier. "And this, Aragorn, is Avarier." He steps forward meekly and smiles.
Aragorn doesn't smile back.
"I remember. Welcome back," he says, though he looks disappointed that Avarier came back at all. I frown and take Avarier's hand again. Aragorn notices, and looks at Legolas with a lifted eyebrow. The elf just shakes his head in reply. "Well Avarier, you may return to your post." Avarier takes the hint and leaves after giving me a kiss on the cheek. Once he's gone, Aragorn smiles. "Well ladies, I do hope you'll enjoy your stay in Gondor. Your rooms are being prepared for you as we speak. Shall I show you to them?" Astaider and Hodoer nod eagerly, but I cross my arms over my chest. "Thanks but no thanks. I'm just going to take a long walk," I say with an edge in my voice.
I turn and walk away before Aragorn gets a chance to reply.
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I find Avarier waiting outside, looking at me expectantly. "I knew you wouldn't stay in there long," he says with a faint smile. I return it, and shrug. "Yeah, well, Mr. 'I don't bathe for days at a time and have shit for brains' didn't seem to mind that I left. So, care to show me around before I become hopelessly lost and wander around aimlessly?" Avarier smiles fully and holds out his arm. I take it, and smile when we walk into the town.
He points out different houses to me, and tells me who lives in them and what they're like. I nod and smile at his enthusiasm. We stop in front of a bakery and I hear his stomach rumble loudly. He blushes and I lift an eyebrow. "Hungry?" I ask. He scratches his neck and shrugs. "My money is at home. We can stop there first if you'd like." I look inside the shop and see a woman browsing the breads and muffins. The owner is sitting back on a chair, looking bored. This is too easy.
"Do you like muffins?" I ask. Avarier blinks and nods. "Okay, stay here," I say and walk into the shop. I pretend to browse, slowly heading towards the muffins. Oh those beautiful muffins! I look over at the muffin-man, and see him looking at me warily. Oh crap, I better make this quick. I pick up a muffin and sniff it. "These are some great muffins you have here," I say with a grin. The muffin-man just stares at me, glowering. I pick up another muffin and pretend to compare.
"Are you going to buy something lass, or are you just going to sniff my muffins all day?"
Well, just for his snippy attitude…I grab an armful of muffins, turn around, and stick my tongue out. "Kiss my ass, muffin-man!" I run out of the store, hearing him shout angrily behind me. Avarier runs with me, and I see a few of the city's people looking at me. "Take two muffins!" I shout to Avarier. He does, and I turn around, running backwards. I throw the muffins into the air, and watch them soar.
"FREE THE MUFFINS!"
The people rush to grab them, and I run with Avarier. We laugh as we run, and I glance over my shoulder occasionally. The people are in a frenzy, grabbing at the muffins. Yes, my work here is done for now.
After we're sure the muffin-man isn't following us, we slow to a walk and sit down. He hands me a muffin and I take it happily. "Yay for muffins!" I say and take a bite of it. Yum, apple! Avarier munches on his quietly, stealing glances at me every once in a while. After the tenth glance, I glare at him. "WHAT?" I ask sharply. Avarier smiles. "You just stole muffins." I roll my eyes. "I'm aware of that," I say and take another bite of my apple muffin. Avarier simply rolls his eyes. "That guy liked his muffins way too much. I'm beginning to wonder if he was ever intimate with the muffins," I muse aloud. I hear a choking noise, and turn to see that Avarier, has indeed choked on his bite of muffin. I pat his back until he can breathe again.
"Oh don't worry, I'm sure your muffin is fine," I say with a smile. He still stares at his muffin warily.
"THIEF!"
Avarier and I stand up and I turn to see none other than the muffin-man running towards us. I throw my muffin at him and point.
"MUFFIN MOLESTER!"
With that, I grab Avarier's hand and run.
Yup, Gondor is great.
2 Be Continued
By Siren
Hey guys! Here's the next chapter!
Hallabrethiliel- I haven't gotten Linkin Park's new CD yet, but I did download a few of their songs. I love them! I know, I can't imagine Gandalf young either.
Marie- I like your pen name! Yes, Michelle sounds like a teenybopper. But fear not Michelle! I too was a teenybopper at one point!
Aarien- I'm glad you liked the last chapter, lol. *holds up hand* I'm aware that Aarien is grinning like an insane idiot! But I'm grinning like an insane idiot too, so it's cool. YAY FOR INSANE IDIOTS! ^_^
Aquitaineq- Yeah, the elves will learn the truth soon, don't worry.
Saiyan-girl-cheetah- Well, I figure that elves can be unreasonable at times. Plus, Legolas is sexy when he's pissed off. *sees the elf glaring at me* What? It's true!
Aislin- I know that an elf raping someone is unheard of, but I really needed it for the plot. A dream about killer trees, huh? Were they oak? *twitches and looks around* The oaks are the ones to look out for. You're welcome for the lovely mental image of Gandalf, lol. I think that Saruman would marry Gandalf for some odd reason. Uh oh, I sense a Gandalf/Saruman slash story coming up! *Cackles evilly* MWAHAHAHA!
Shire Elf- Yes, run! Mwahahaha! Eew, Gandalf's staff is just…wrong. VERY WRONG. And yes, I love my elf and lover mecha. ^_^
Tap-dancing hobbit- I LOVE THAT SONG TOO! *dances around like an idiot*
Mellon- Disturbing…yes…*Twitches at backs away from Gandalf* YAY! COOKIE DOUGH!
Crystal Snowflakes- 'Course I'm gonna review your story! *Runs off to review*
Cassie-bear01- Aw, your horses sound awesome! *Takes cookies* THANK YOU!!!
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I wake up to feel something warm on the back of my neck. It feels like warm puffs of air and it tickles. I squirm and roll over only to come face to face with a sleeping Avarier. I blink and look at him in shock. Okay, when I went to sleep last night, I saw him lie down near Gandalf. So…how the hell did he end up over here? I know I should probably get up and move away before the others wake up, but…he looks so peaceful. A smile pulls at my lips, and I study his face. His eyes are closed and his breathing is even. His mouth is open slightly, and his arms are locked around my waist.
"He went to sleep by you an hour after you fell asleep."
I look up to see Gandalf sitting across from us. He's smiling in amusement, an eyebrow arched. "Yeah, well, I think it's time to move before the others wake up," I say and start to untangle myself from his arms. "Too late," I hear a voice say. I see Legolas sitting up, glaring at the form next to me. I let out a heavy sigh and sit up. "Legolas, he's innocent okay? Just let it go," I mutter and free myself from Avarier's arms. I stand up and stretch, knowing that Legolas is still glaring at the mortal boy at my feet. "He attacked one of my kind. He's not innocent and I will not 'let it go'," he snaps. I roll my eyes and look to Gandalf for help. The wizard simply shakes his head.
"Wake the mortal up, we're leaving." I glare at him and kneel next to Avarier. I shake his shoulder and whisper, "wake up" in his ear. He mumbles something and his eyes flutter open. I grin and tilt my head. "Hey you," I greet. A smile spreads across his face. "Good morning," he replies. I lift an eyebrow and cross my arms over my chest. "Care to explain how you were able to move from Gandalf over to my sleeping roll?" His eyes widen and he blushes crimson. "I, uh, what I mean to say is…" he stutters. I smirk. "Yes?" He looks to Gandalf for help, but the old wizard is trying to keep from laughing. Seeing his uncomfortable look, I grin and help him stand up. "Pack up, we're going to leave soon." He nods and starts to pack up.
Still grinning, I pick my pack up and walk over to Telcoer. Astaider and Hodoer are already at their horses, speaking to each other. "Hi guys," I greet. They look at me coldly and return to their conversation. Feeling my smile fade, I pull myself onto the saddle. I don't deserve the cold treatment, damn it. I gather the reins into my hand, and feel someone settle behind me in the saddle. Avarier's arms wrap around my middle, and I squeeze his hand gently. I hear a snort in front of me and look up to see Legolas glaring at us. You know what? I've had enough.
"Attention elves!"
They look over at me.
"I am sick and tired of the looks you're giving Avarier and I. And I just want to let you know that I will not tolerate it anymore. Avarier is innocent, despite what you may have heard." I look at the boy behind me and smile apologetically for what I'm about to say. "Forgive me Avarier, but they have to know." I turn back to look at Legolas. "Avarier's mother was deeply fascinated with elves. She became friends with one, but that elf took advantage of her and forced himself on her. Avarier did attack the elf, but in my opinion, that elf should thank the Valar that that's all he did." Legolas's eyes widen for a moment, than narrow in anger. "You lie!" he hissed. I feel Avarier's grip on my waist tighten and anger boils inside of me.
"Why would I lie to you? Avarier hasn't said anything to lord Aragorn because his mother is so ashamed of what happened to her. You may have a good heart Legolas, but not everyone is like you." The prince of Mirkwood looks furious. "No elf would ever force himself on a female! All elves are pure of heart, unlike the race of man," he growls and sends Avarier a deadly glare. "Hey! You can insult me for my stupidity, my strange taste in clothing, music and guys, but NEVER insult me for my race!" I shout. Legolas's gaze snaps back to me, his eyes a stormy blue color.
"Why is it that in my world and your's, someone is guilty until proven innocent? Avarier has gone through hell and back just to save his mother's dignity!" Can't these elves understand? "He has poisoned your mind with lies!" Legolas snaps back. "Shut the fuck up Blondie! Do you honestly think I would lie to you about something like this?" The elf stares at me for a moment before answering. "When it comes to this male, I believe you would say anything he'd ask you to. The hearts of men are easily corrupted."
I stare at him.
I feel a cold numbness settle in my stomach and continue to stare at him. The elf squirms a bit under my intense gaze. "So I'm corrupted, huh? Fine then. Our friendship ends here. Once we reach Gondor I will stay there and find a way back to my world. A world without you is the best one of all," I say, a lump forming in my throat. Legolas's face remains impassive, and I nudge Telcoer into a trot.
I'm beginning to hate these elves.
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It's been a few hours and none of the elves have so much as looked at me. At the moment, I could care less. Avarier has said nothing, and I'm glad. I don't want to talk to him or anyone else at the moment. I catch Gandalf looking at me for the third time, his eyes troubled and sympathetic. My face remains emotionless, and I look at the area ahead of us.
"Gondor!" Gandalf cries.
I look ahead and see the beginnings of a city surrounded by stone walls. So this was where Aragorn and Arwen live. I urge Telcoer into a gallop, wanting to get there as quickly as possible.
It takes us a few hours, but we reach the city gates. Two guards in armor step forward and talk with Gandalf and Legolas. I glance behind me and catch Astaider and Hodoer looking at me. They quickly look away, and I feel a pang of hurt. Fine, let them gossip about me. See if I give a shit.
"We may enter Gondor. Dismount and give your horses to the stable hands. They'll take good care of them. Than we shall see lord Aragorn and lady Arwen," Gandalf announces. Avarier dismounts first and than helps me down. I lead Telcoer over to a small boy whom I guess is one of the stable hands. I smile softly and hand him the reins. "Take good care of Telcoer," I say and ruffle his hair. The young boy grins and nods. Aw, kids are so cute. Than they grow into annoying, chauvinistic, possessive, spiteful, dumbass men. Yes, I'm being bitter and I don't care.
We walk through the city, and I'm glad to see that it's people seem content and happy. Little children are running about, big happy grins on their faces. This is the way it should be. I follow Gandalf to the palace, and glance over at Avarier. He's searching the crowds of people, probably for his mother. Feeling my face soften, I reach out a hand and take his. His eyes meet mine and he smiles nervously. We walk into the palace, and I follow Gandalf into what appears to be the throne room. On a platform two people are seated in large chairs. My eyes widen at the sight of them.
The man is sitting tall in the large chair, his blue eyes looking at us. His brown hair is combed, but still a bit messy. He has chiseled features, and despite the fine clothing, he still looks a bit rugged. He must be Aragorn. The woman, or elf next to him, is absolutely breath taking. Her eyes are a deep shade of blue, and her full lips twist into a smile at the sight of Legolas and Gandalf. She has wavy brown hair that ends at her waist, and the points of her ears and sticking through it. That has to be Arwen. I realize that I'm grinning, and quickly wipe the smile off my face.
Aragorn and Arwen stand up, hand in hand, and walk toward us. They stop in front of us, and the king and prince stare at each other for a moment before smiling. They hug each other tightly, laughing. "It's good to see you again Legolas!" The elf grins. "It's good to see you again too, Aragorn. How are you?" They start talking, and Arwen embraces Gandalf. "Vedui, Gandalf. How are you?" Now they king, queen, prince and wizard and involved in a conversation, leaving the rest of us feeling quite awkward. I sigh and roll my eyes.
Royalty.
After a few minutes, Arwen looks over at us. "Legolas, who are your friends?" she asks. Legolas's eyes widen. "Oh, forgive me mellon-nin. May I present to you the ladies Hodoer and Astaider of Rivendell." My two ex-friends step forward and greet her. I roll my eyes again and look around in boredom. "And this," he gestures to me, "is lady Siren of the other realm." I look over at her and smile. "Hi," I greet. Arwen's eyes widen and she smiles. "I have only heard of one mortal from another world." I shrug. "Well, I'm the second." I would really like to leave now. Legolas glares at Avarier. "And this, Aragorn, is Avarier." He steps forward meekly and smiles.
Aragorn doesn't smile back.
"I remember. Welcome back," he says, though he looks disappointed that Avarier came back at all. I frown and take Avarier's hand again. Aragorn notices, and looks at Legolas with a lifted eyebrow. The elf just shakes his head in reply. "Well Avarier, you may return to your post." Avarier takes the hint and leaves after giving me a kiss on the cheek. Once he's gone, Aragorn smiles. "Well ladies, I do hope you'll enjoy your stay in Gondor. Your rooms are being prepared for you as we speak. Shall I show you to them?" Astaider and Hodoer nod eagerly, but I cross my arms over my chest. "Thanks but no thanks. I'm just going to take a long walk," I say with an edge in my voice.
I turn and walk away before Aragorn gets a chance to reply.
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I find Avarier waiting outside, looking at me expectantly. "I knew you wouldn't stay in there long," he says with a faint smile. I return it, and shrug. "Yeah, well, Mr. 'I don't bathe for days at a time and have shit for brains' didn't seem to mind that I left. So, care to show me around before I become hopelessly lost and wander around aimlessly?" Avarier smiles fully and holds out his arm. I take it, and smile when we walk into the town.
He points out different houses to me, and tells me who lives in them and what they're like. I nod and smile at his enthusiasm. We stop in front of a bakery and I hear his stomach rumble loudly. He blushes and I lift an eyebrow. "Hungry?" I ask. He scratches his neck and shrugs. "My money is at home. We can stop there first if you'd like." I look inside the shop and see a woman browsing the breads and muffins. The owner is sitting back on a chair, looking bored. This is too easy.
"Do you like muffins?" I ask. Avarier blinks and nods. "Okay, stay here," I say and walk into the shop. I pretend to browse, slowly heading towards the muffins. Oh those beautiful muffins! I look over at the muffin-man, and see him looking at me warily. Oh crap, I better make this quick. I pick up a muffin and sniff it. "These are some great muffins you have here," I say with a grin. The muffin-man just stares at me, glowering. I pick up another muffin and pretend to compare.
"Are you going to buy something lass, or are you just going to sniff my muffins all day?"
Well, just for his snippy attitude…I grab an armful of muffins, turn around, and stick my tongue out. "Kiss my ass, muffin-man!" I run out of the store, hearing him shout angrily behind me. Avarier runs with me, and I see a few of the city's people looking at me. "Take two muffins!" I shout to Avarier. He does, and I turn around, running backwards. I throw the muffins into the air, and watch them soar.
"FREE THE MUFFINS!"
The people rush to grab them, and I run with Avarier. We laugh as we run, and I glance over my shoulder occasionally. The people are in a frenzy, grabbing at the muffins. Yes, my work here is done for now.
After we're sure the muffin-man isn't following us, we slow to a walk and sit down. He hands me a muffin and I take it happily. "Yay for muffins!" I say and take a bite of it. Yum, apple! Avarier munches on his quietly, stealing glances at me every once in a while. After the tenth glance, I glare at him. "WHAT?" I ask sharply. Avarier smiles. "You just stole muffins." I roll my eyes. "I'm aware of that," I say and take another bite of my apple muffin. Avarier simply rolls his eyes. "That guy liked his muffins way too much. I'm beginning to wonder if he was ever intimate with the muffins," I muse aloud. I hear a choking noise, and turn to see that Avarier, has indeed choked on his bite of muffin. I pat his back until he can breathe again.
"Oh don't worry, I'm sure your muffin is fine," I say with a smile. He still stares at his muffin warily.
"THIEF!"
Avarier and I stand up and I turn to see none other than the muffin-man running towards us. I throw my muffin at him and point.
"MUFFIN MOLESTER!"
With that, I grab Avarier's hand and run.
Yup, Gondor is great.
2 Be Continued