***Tried to put this chapter up as soon as possible....but don't get your
expectations to high.....cause I don't know where I'll find the time to
write the next few chapters.....anyway hope you like this one....***
"You." Legolas hissed, his slender hand pointing one daunting finger, "How could you?!" He screeched, and prepared to launch himself against the little hobbit, when Aragorn grabbed him around the waist and held him back.
"Run into your room Frumpy, and stay there until I calm him down." Aragorn yelled, and yelped when Legolas savagely bit his arm.
"Let me at em." Legolas cried angrily.
Frodo grabbed Sam's hand and ran into their room, locking the door behind them. They heard shouting for upwards of two or three hours, and when it finally died down, they heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Sam called out fearfully.
"It's me." Legolas answered wearily.
"Who's me?" Sam asked suspiciously.
"Me, Legolas, the person who OWNS this house." Legolas answered crossly. Aragorn made a small coughlike noise, and Legolas turned slowly and looked at him. "What?"
"Well, you know, technically the house belongs to me- I mean ummm...*us*.....OK I'll shut up now." Aragorn whispered when Legolas threw him an icy glare.
"Open the door already will you?" Legolas asked huffily. He waited somewhat patiently as he watched the door slowly open and a small face appear somewhere near his knees.
"Come on in." Frodo said rather unenthusiastically.
"Great." Legolas said and pushed past Frodo into the room, and scanned the room until his sharp eyes locked onto a little lump of blankets on the bed. Legolas took two swift strides towards the bed, and pulled off the blankets, revealing a trembling ball of hobbit.
"Sam." Legolas said grimly. Sam peeked up at Legolas, gave a frightened cry and buried his head beneath his arms again. Frodo gave a sigh from the doorway and came over to comfort Sam.
"There there Sam....it'll be OK." Frodo said in a tone that plainly indicated that it was NOT going to be OK, and Sam had better get his little hobbit head up here and own up to all this crap.
"I'm sorry Legolas." Sam whimpered. Legolas gaze softened considerably and he felt ashamed about the way he had acted before.
"I'm sorry too Sam, not only for yelling at you....and trying to rip your eyes out and crush them to a jelly-like material....."
"You what?" Sam asked. Legolas ignored him and continued in a louder voice.
"But because you felt that I was such a bad person that you had to elope to get away from me." Legolas finished. Sam felt tears well up in his eyes and he began to wail so loudly that Galáril woke up and began to cry in the other room. Aragorn and Legolas passed a look at each other, and Aragorn quietly slipped out to go comfort his son.
"I'm s-sorry Legolasssssssssss....." Sam stammered, tears gushing down his face. Legolas sighed, and took Sam into an embrace.
"It's OK, but I hope you know if you ever do anything like that again, I'll have to kill you." Legolas said calmly. Sam nodded, giving Legolas an odd look. He was glad to have his friend back and get on with the whole marriage thing.
"Oh and by the way," Legolas added as he left the room, "The wedding is tomorrow."
***Well god knows when I'll have time to write about the wedding......hope it'll be soon.....but you never know.....and only 5 more reviews left till we have a winner!!!!!!!!!***
"You." Legolas hissed, his slender hand pointing one daunting finger, "How could you?!" He screeched, and prepared to launch himself against the little hobbit, when Aragorn grabbed him around the waist and held him back.
"Run into your room Frumpy, and stay there until I calm him down." Aragorn yelled, and yelped when Legolas savagely bit his arm.
"Let me at em." Legolas cried angrily.
Frodo grabbed Sam's hand and ran into their room, locking the door behind them. They heard shouting for upwards of two or three hours, and when it finally died down, they heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Sam called out fearfully.
"It's me." Legolas answered wearily.
"Who's me?" Sam asked suspiciously.
"Me, Legolas, the person who OWNS this house." Legolas answered crossly. Aragorn made a small coughlike noise, and Legolas turned slowly and looked at him. "What?"
"Well, you know, technically the house belongs to me- I mean ummm...*us*.....OK I'll shut up now." Aragorn whispered when Legolas threw him an icy glare.
"Open the door already will you?" Legolas asked huffily. He waited somewhat patiently as he watched the door slowly open and a small face appear somewhere near his knees.
"Come on in." Frodo said rather unenthusiastically.
"Great." Legolas said and pushed past Frodo into the room, and scanned the room until his sharp eyes locked onto a little lump of blankets on the bed. Legolas took two swift strides towards the bed, and pulled off the blankets, revealing a trembling ball of hobbit.
"Sam." Legolas said grimly. Sam peeked up at Legolas, gave a frightened cry and buried his head beneath his arms again. Frodo gave a sigh from the doorway and came over to comfort Sam.
"There there Sam....it'll be OK." Frodo said in a tone that plainly indicated that it was NOT going to be OK, and Sam had better get his little hobbit head up here and own up to all this crap.
"I'm sorry Legolas." Sam whimpered. Legolas gaze softened considerably and he felt ashamed about the way he had acted before.
"I'm sorry too Sam, not only for yelling at you....and trying to rip your eyes out and crush them to a jelly-like material....."
"You what?" Sam asked. Legolas ignored him and continued in a louder voice.
"But because you felt that I was such a bad person that you had to elope to get away from me." Legolas finished. Sam felt tears well up in his eyes and he began to wail so loudly that Galáril woke up and began to cry in the other room. Aragorn and Legolas passed a look at each other, and Aragorn quietly slipped out to go comfort his son.
"I'm s-sorry Legolasssssssssss....." Sam stammered, tears gushing down his face. Legolas sighed, and took Sam into an embrace.
"It's OK, but I hope you know if you ever do anything like that again, I'll have to kill you." Legolas said calmly. Sam nodded, giving Legolas an odd look. He was glad to have his friend back and get on with the whole marriage thing.
"Oh and by the way," Legolas added as he left the room, "The wedding is tomorrow."
***Well god knows when I'll have time to write about the wedding......hope it'll be soon.....but you never know.....and only 5 more reviews left till we have a winner!!!!!!!!!***