***First off, I'm really sorry it took so long to come out with this
chapter, I've been busy.......Second, ummmmmmmmm....I dunno I just had the
first thing to say....Anywayz, I hope you like the chapter, and I'm open to
any suggestions to baby names***
"LEGOLAS!"
Frodo winced as he heard Aragorn's screams and turned to a just as helpless Sam.
"What should we do?" he asked. It was the hundredth time Aragorn had screamed for Legolas, but Legolas was at Elrond's home making preparations for Arwen's funeral. It was almost as bad as the nightmare Frodo had had, but at least dear Sam was here with him.
"I don't know, I guess we should take him to Elrond's home, but Elrond said not to come unless the contractions were 1 minute apart." Sam said anxiously, turning to look at Aragorn who was writhing in pain on the floor.
"Maybe we should put him back on the bed, or better yet into the wheelchair, so we can wheel him to Elrond's place." Sam suggested. Frodo glanced at Aragorn, who had just broken a chair leg in his hand and then turned back to Sam.
"No way."
***MEANWHILE AT THE HOUSE OF ELROND***
"I don't know Legolas are you sure?" Elrond asked weakly. He was worried about Arwen's funeral and thought it should be done the best as possible. After all Arwen had been his only.....legitimate....er *sort of* legitimate child.
"Yes I'm sure Elrond, now do you want my help with the funeral preparations or not?" Legolas snapped, irritated by the way his uncle was acting. It wasn't as if anyone had mourned Arwen's death.
"Yes bu-" Elrond began, but was interrupted by a scene at the door.
"GIMLI HAS COME BACK FOR REVENGE!" yelled a voice from the door. Legolas and Elrond both stared at each other for a moment and then looked towards the door, where a grimy dwarf like object was dragging itself towards them. It seemed as if it was missing a leg, and a hand. Legolas grimaced in disgust and stepped away quickly. Elrond however, was very curious about what this thing might be and walked forward. Being the idiot that he was, it never occurred to him that the creature may in actuality be Gimli.
"Who are you?" Elrond asked curiously. The creature looked up at Elrond to answer but saw Legolas standing behind him with his face frozen in an expression of boredom. He hadn't come back from the dead just to be ignored. He crawled past Elrond ignoring him, and clung to the blonde elf's waist. OK he was hanging onto Legolas' balls. Happy?
"Ugh! Get off of me you freak!" Legolas cried, pushing away the dirty dwarf. Gimli looked up and sighed, which sounded very odd coming from a dwarf who should be dead.
"Why can't you want Gimli the way Gimli wants you?" He wailed. Legolas wrinkled his nose and reached for his bow and arrow.
"Cause you're perverted, disgusting, DEAD and I love my husband." Legolas answered calmly. And with that said, he shot the supposedly dead Gimli with his arrow, and looked very surprised when he didn't die.
"Well, Gimli very well can't just go back to being dead without a dramatic exit now can he?" Gimli asked haughtily. And so the dwarf let out one last hear wrenching cry and fell to the floor. Legolas stood and stared at Gimli for a moment before rushing over and throwing him into the fire.
"What did you do that for?" Elrond asked. Legolas looked at him in disbelief and then answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Well what if he came back to life?" All of a sudden there was an ear splitting scream from the foyer and Elrond and Legolas looked up sharply just as Sam huffed and puffed his way in.
"Legolas," he said pausing for breath, "It's time."
***Well, that was a cheesy chapter.......once again...sorry I took so long to put this chapter up, but like I said...I've been busy.....AND I NEED BABY NAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!don't forget to review.***
"LEGOLAS!"
Frodo winced as he heard Aragorn's screams and turned to a just as helpless Sam.
"What should we do?" he asked. It was the hundredth time Aragorn had screamed for Legolas, but Legolas was at Elrond's home making preparations for Arwen's funeral. It was almost as bad as the nightmare Frodo had had, but at least dear Sam was here with him.
"I don't know, I guess we should take him to Elrond's home, but Elrond said not to come unless the contractions were 1 minute apart." Sam said anxiously, turning to look at Aragorn who was writhing in pain on the floor.
"Maybe we should put him back on the bed, or better yet into the wheelchair, so we can wheel him to Elrond's place." Sam suggested. Frodo glanced at Aragorn, who had just broken a chair leg in his hand and then turned back to Sam.
"No way."
***MEANWHILE AT THE HOUSE OF ELROND***
"I don't know Legolas are you sure?" Elrond asked weakly. He was worried about Arwen's funeral and thought it should be done the best as possible. After all Arwen had been his only.....legitimate....er *sort of* legitimate child.
"Yes I'm sure Elrond, now do you want my help with the funeral preparations or not?" Legolas snapped, irritated by the way his uncle was acting. It wasn't as if anyone had mourned Arwen's death.
"Yes bu-" Elrond began, but was interrupted by a scene at the door.
"GIMLI HAS COME BACK FOR REVENGE!" yelled a voice from the door. Legolas and Elrond both stared at each other for a moment and then looked towards the door, where a grimy dwarf like object was dragging itself towards them. It seemed as if it was missing a leg, and a hand. Legolas grimaced in disgust and stepped away quickly. Elrond however, was very curious about what this thing might be and walked forward. Being the idiot that he was, it never occurred to him that the creature may in actuality be Gimli.
"Who are you?" Elrond asked curiously. The creature looked up at Elrond to answer but saw Legolas standing behind him with his face frozen in an expression of boredom. He hadn't come back from the dead just to be ignored. He crawled past Elrond ignoring him, and clung to the blonde elf's waist. OK he was hanging onto Legolas' balls. Happy?
"Ugh! Get off of me you freak!" Legolas cried, pushing away the dirty dwarf. Gimli looked up and sighed, which sounded very odd coming from a dwarf who should be dead.
"Why can't you want Gimli the way Gimli wants you?" He wailed. Legolas wrinkled his nose and reached for his bow and arrow.
"Cause you're perverted, disgusting, DEAD and I love my husband." Legolas answered calmly. And with that said, he shot the supposedly dead Gimli with his arrow, and looked very surprised when he didn't die.
"Well, Gimli very well can't just go back to being dead without a dramatic exit now can he?" Gimli asked haughtily. And so the dwarf let out one last hear wrenching cry and fell to the floor. Legolas stood and stared at Gimli for a moment before rushing over and throwing him into the fire.
"What did you do that for?" Elrond asked. Legolas looked at him in disbelief and then answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Well what if he came back to life?" All of a sudden there was an ear splitting scream from the foyer and Elrond and Legolas looked up sharply just as Sam huffed and puffed his way in.
"Legolas," he said pausing for breath, "It's time."
***Well, that was a cheesy chapter.......once again...sorry I took so long to put this chapter up, but like I said...I've been busy.....AND I NEED BABY NAMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!don't forget to review.***