***Hmm, this chapter is odd.....but I like it.....I hope you do too...***
DISCLAIMER: I own no characters blah blah blah
"Aragorn, when are you going to have the little...."talk", with Gimli we discussed last night?" Legolas asked desperately, trying to detach Gimli from his beautiful rear end. Aragorn shrugged.
"No hurry."
Legolas tackled Gimli to the floor, and yelled,
"Yes, there IS a hurry."
"Fine, no need to get your pink panties in a bunch." Aragorn answered lazily. He moved where Legolas was beating Gimli over the head with his bow. Gimli looked up excitedly, and turned to a very frustrated Legolas.
"You wear pink panties?"
"ARAGORN!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Aragorn helped Legolas up and pulled a very clingy Gimli over to the side.
"Now Jimmy, you know this can't go on." Aragorn explained, feigning patience as he felt rather moody, and somewhat possessive right now.
"Gimli."
"What?"
"Gimli's name is Gimli."
"Alriiiiiiight," Aragorn said rolling his eyes, "anyway Jimmy," he continued loudly over the dwarf's protests. "You have to leave Legolas alone. Find some other person...er...elf to "get it on" with." Gimli looked at Legolas longingly, plunked down on the ground and proceeded to wail.
"Nobody loves Gimli.....Gimli is so alone, so sad, so frustrated, so impotent."
"Impotent?"
"Er....Gimli means impatient."
"Ok then..." Aragorn threw his hands up in despair, and tried one last time.
"Let me just tell you one thing Jimmy, I'm pregnant and possessive. Come near the elf again and your balls are mine. Literally." Aragorn threatened. Gimli shrank away, and nodded his head in sad acceptance. Legolas on the other hand, whooped in joy, and threw his arms around Aragorn's neck.
"Thanks babe." Legolas said ecstatically, pulling Aragorn into a very long, passionate French kiss. Frodo, and Sam looked at each other, and then proceeded to rip each other's clothes off and make mad hobbit love. Gimli sat down in the corner and began to act out the parts of two people.
"Hello Gimli."
"Oh, hello there."
"Want to get it on Gimli?"
"Sure."
Aragorn pulled away from Legolas for a moment and gazed into his eyes, forgetting the cravings, mood swings, unpredictable gas, and swollen feet.
"You're worth it mela." He said earnestly. Legolas nodded softly, and whispered,
"So are you."
***These mushy endings are angering me.......let's see what we can do about that....cackle cakle.....for I am the all powerful author....Muhahahahah! Ok that's enough.....just remember to review pplz!***
DISCLAIMER: I own no characters blah blah blah
"Aragorn, when are you going to have the little...."talk", with Gimli we discussed last night?" Legolas asked desperately, trying to detach Gimli from his beautiful rear end. Aragorn shrugged.
"No hurry."
Legolas tackled Gimli to the floor, and yelled,
"Yes, there IS a hurry."
"Fine, no need to get your pink panties in a bunch." Aragorn answered lazily. He moved where Legolas was beating Gimli over the head with his bow. Gimli looked up excitedly, and turned to a very frustrated Legolas.
"You wear pink panties?"
"ARAGORN!"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." Aragorn helped Legolas up and pulled a very clingy Gimli over to the side.
"Now Jimmy, you know this can't go on." Aragorn explained, feigning patience as he felt rather moody, and somewhat possessive right now.
"Gimli."
"What?"
"Gimli's name is Gimli."
"Alriiiiiiight," Aragorn said rolling his eyes, "anyway Jimmy," he continued loudly over the dwarf's protests. "You have to leave Legolas alone. Find some other person...er...elf to "get it on" with." Gimli looked at Legolas longingly, plunked down on the ground and proceeded to wail.
"Nobody loves Gimli.....Gimli is so alone, so sad, so frustrated, so impotent."
"Impotent?"
"Er....Gimli means impatient."
"Ok then..." Aragorn threw his hands up in despair, and tried one last time.
"Let me just tell you one thing Jimmy, I'm pregnant and possessive. Come near the elf again and your balls are mine. Literally." Aragorn threatened. Gimli shrank away, and nodded his head in sad acceptance. Legolas on the other hand, whooped in joy, and threw his arms around Aragorn's neck.
"Thanks babe." Legolas said ecstatically, pulling Aragorn into a very long, passionate French kiss. Frodo, and Sam looked at each other, and then proceeded to rip each other's clothes off and make mad hobbit love. Gimli sat down in the corner and began to act out the parts of two people.
"Hello Gimli."
"Oh, hello there."
"Want to get it on Gimli?"
"Sure."
Aragorn pulled away from Legolas for a moment and gazed into his eyes, forgetting the cravings, mood swings, unpredictable gas, and swollen feet.
"You're worth it mela." He said earnestly. Legolas nodded softly, and whispered,
"So are you."
***These mushy endings are angering me.......let's see what we can do about that....cackle cakle.....for I am the all powerful author....Muhahahahah! Ok that's enough.....just remember to review pplz!***