Fellowship House
Chapter 8
by Resisting Arrest
summary-the Fellowship decides to buy a (really big) house and live together,but they discover it isn't all it's cracked up to be.
a/n: no flames please,r/r.
disclaimer: I don't own the characters,or anything else that you recognise as J.R.R. Tolkien's.Don't sue me cause I'm making no money off this.
credits:thanks to God.Thanks to all the great reviewers :D.
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Boromir handed a bottle to Legolas."Here,you won't remember a thing."
Boromir was of course referring to the stripping Haldir,unconcious Elrond,and the fact that their party had been broadcast to Aragorn and Gandalf.
"Where did you get this,Boromir?" asked Legolas,studying the bottle.
"Oh,I got a stash of 'em." said Boromir,grinning toothily.
"Well,I guess." said Legolas,opening it.
He took a swig and shook his head violently.Then he shrugged and finished the bottle off.By that time he was slumped over in his chair.
"Whoa..good stuff..." said Legolas.
"Told ya." said Boromir.
"Hey,Legolas,where's the-" said Haldir,but then he stopped.He peered closely at Legolas and saw his eyes looking rather odd.Then he saw the bottled hanging out of one limp hand.
"What's going on?" asked Frodo,walking up.
"Nothing." said Boromir,grabbing the bottle quickly and hiding it behind his back.
"You sure?" asked Frodo,in disbelief."Pippin told me that Legolas looked funny."
"He's fine." Haldir assured him.
"Well,okay then." said Frodo,walking away.
Haldir slapped Legolas. "Wake up!"
"I thought you were naked,Haldir." said Legolas,staring at him.
"No,but look how much money I got." Haldir replied,showing him a small fortune.
"I know how to make even more money." said Eowyn,walking up.
"How?" asked Boromir.
---ten minutes later---
Legolas was slumped over on the couch,finishing his second bottle of the beer Boromir had given him.
"Y'know whut?You guys ar' th' greatestest!" slurred Legolas,looking around.
"Yah,we know." replied Haldir with a grin.
Eowyn sat down next to Legolas. "You would look great with a little hair cut,Legolas."
"Reallyy?" asked Legolas.
"Yep," replied Eowyn," and I know just the person to do it."
---half an hour later---
"How much would you like chopped off?" asked the barber,scissors in hand.
"Um...4 inches." replied Legolas.
"Okay."
"Wait,Legolas,you'd look great with-"
"Aw heck,I wanna be like Steve on Jerry Springer!Shave my head!" cried Legolas.
"Alright,you're the boss." replied the barber.
"Hehehe.This is too great." whispered Haldir to Eowyn.
"I still don't understand how we'll make money off this." said Boromir.
Eowyn handed him a magic marker and a poster. "Write this down,Boromir."
---1 hour later---
Boromir stands at the door,a money box in hand." That's right only $2.00 admission!"
Faramir stands in the front yard,waving a sign that says 'Middle-Earth's 8th Wonder-The Amazing Bald Elf.Admission $2.00'
A long line stands in front of the house,all waving money.Gales of laughter echo from inside the house.
"Oh no!" cried some random girl." Where's his beautiful hair?!"
"Right here. $5.00 a lock." called Eowyn.
Soon there was another long line exiting the back door,buying bits of his hair.
Suddenly,Legolas jumped up.It seems elves do not stay drunk for long.
"What the heck?" he asked,looking around.But what surprised him the most was house cold his head felt.He reached up to feel his hair,and he found none.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" he cried,just as Bilbo and Gandalf came roaring up the driveway.
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Endnotes: Eh,sorry.Had to do that.
Sidenote: AJ Matthews,I love the 'First Meeting' fic.You should do another like that.It was great.
Chapter 8
by Resisting Arrest
summary-the Fellowship decides to buy a (really big) house and live together,but they discover it isn't all it's cracked up to be.
a/n: no flames please,r/r.
disclaimer: I don't own the characters,or anything else that you recognise as J.R.R. Tolkien's.Don't sue me cause I'm making no money off this.
credits:thanks to God.Thanks to all the great reviewers :D.
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Boromir handed a bottle to Legolas."Here,you won't remember a thing."
Boromir was of course referring to the stripping Haldir,unconcious Elrond,and the fact that their party had been broadcast to Aragorn and Gandalf.
"Where did you get this,Boromir?" asked Legolas,studying the bottle.
"Oh,I got a stash of 'em." said Boromir,grinning toothily.
"Well,I guess." said Legolas,opening it.
He took a swig and shook his head violently.Then he shrugged and finished the bottle off.By that time he was slumped over in his chair.
"Whoa..good stuff..." said Legolas.
"Told ya." said Boromir.
"Hey,Legolas,where's the-" said Haldir,but then he stopped.He peered closely at Legolas and saw his eyes looking rather odd.Then he saw the bottled hanging out of one limp hand.
"What's going on?" asked Frodo,walking up.
"Nothing." said Boromir,grabbing the bottle quickly and hiding it behind his back.
"You sure?" asked Frodo,in disbelief."Pippin told me that Legolas looked funny."
"He's fine." Haldir assured him.
"Well,okay then." said Frodo,walking away.
Haldir slapped Legolas. "Wake up!"
"I thought you were naked,Haldir." said Legolas,staring at him.
"No,but look how much money I got." Haldir replied,showing him a small fortune.
"I know how to make even more money." said Eowyn,walking up.
"How?" asked Boromir.
---ten minutes later---
Legolas was slumped over on the couch,finishing his second bottle of the beer Boromir had given him.
"Y'know whut?You guys ar' th' greatestest!" slurred Legolas,looking around.
"Yah,we know." replied Haldir with a grin.
Eowyn sat down next to Legolas. "You would look great with a little hair cut,Legolas."
"Reallyy?" asked Legolas.
"Yep," replied Eowyn," and I know just the person to do it."
---half an hour later---
"How much would you like chopped off?" asked the barber,scissors in hand.
"Um...4 inches." replied Legolas.
"Okay."
"Wait,Legolas,you'd look great with-"
"Aw heck,I wanna be like Steve on Jerry Springer!Shave my head!" cried Legolas.
"Alright,you're the boss." replied the barber.
"Hehehe.This is too great." whispered Haldir to Eowyn.
"I still don't understand how we'll make money off this." said Boromir.
Eowyn handed him a magic marker and a poster. "Write this down,Boromir."
---1 hour later---
Boromir stands at the door,a money box in hand." That's right only $2.00 admission!"
Faramir stands in the front yard,waving a sign that says 'Middle-Earth's 8th Wonder-The Amazing Bald Elf.Admission $2.00'
A long line stands in front of the house,all waving money.Gales of laughter echo from inside the house.
"Oh no!" cried some random girl." Where's his beautiful hair?!"
"Right here. $5.00 a lock." called Eowyn.
Soon there was another long line exiting the back door,buying bits of his hair.
Suddenly,Legolas jumped up.It seems elves do not stay drunk for long.
"What the heck?" he asked,looking around.But what surprised him the most was house cold his head felt.He reached up to feel his hair,and he found none.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" he cried,just as Bilbo and Gandalf came roaring up the driveway.
~_~_~_~
Endnotes: Eh,sorry.Had to do that.
Sidenote: AJ Matthews,I love the 'First Meeting' fic.You should do another like that.It was great.