I'm so sorry I didn't post a chapter yesterday! I was really busy. And I have three chapters of physics to read tonight, so I can't really say much more except a BIG thank you to MoroTheWolfGod for reviewing! We really appreciate it!
~Araflower~
The Perils of Teaching With Elves
by Araflower and Sunlily
Chapter 3
"Oh, yeah?" challenged Legolas.
Arwen appeared from around a corner. "Yeah," she said. "He only wants me -- right, sweetie?"
Aragorn whimpered.
"You're not man enough for him!" Legolas said.
"You're as much a Man as I am," Arwen challenged, flicking Legolas's pointed ears. Legolas jumped back. The bell signaling the beginning of class rang.
"We'll settle this later," Legolas warned before taking off down the hall.
Arwen sidled up to Aragorn, who was still pressed against the wall. "You only want me, right?" she asked sweetly. Aragorn squeaked. "I love you, you smelly hunk of man," she said, kissing his cheek before going the opposite direction from Legolas.
Aragorn banged his head on the wall a few times before entering his classroom.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the building, Boromir was looking for Elrond. The search proved essentially fruitess, although he did eventually find Galadriel, looking distinctly greenish.
"Are you all right?" he asked.
"Yes, yes," Galadriel said, waving a hand dismissively. "I know what is in your mind, for it is also in my mind."
"It is?" Boromir felt distinctly nervous now. Galadriel always gave him the creeps.
"You're looking for my no-good son-in-law, right? What's he done now?"
"Uh...he...uh...disappeared from his class," Boromir said, backing away.
"He's off smoking pot with Celeborn out back."
"Again?" Boromir closed his eyes. "I thought we found all the pot in the teachers' lounge.
"Celeborn has a stash somewhere else, I'm sure."
"Oh, bugger."
"Yes, well, probably that, too. I've told you, so it is now your problem. I am free from all duty. You go get them back to work," Galadriel said briskly, spinning on her heels and walking down the hall.
Boromir groaned and walked to the door that led to the "top secret" pot smoking area. As soon as he stepped outside, Boromir started coughing. The air was so full of smoke, he couldn't see more than three feet in front of him. He stick his hands out in front of him and began walking around, flailing about, trying to find the two stoned Elves.
After several minutes, he had found a dozen students skipping class, but no Elves. Finally he heard some high-pitched giggling from one corner.
What he found was no surprise. Celeborn and Elrond were in various stages of undress, both smoking fat joints.