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"Sam." Legolas called, and rapped on the door in irritation. "Hurry up, we only have 15 minutes before the flower girls start entering and there's the rose petal entrance."
Sam looked at himself one last time in the mirror and beamed at his reflection, the outfit was absolutely smashing. He touched up a little corner by his ear, with some foundation, took a deep breath and then opened the door, stunning the elf who stood behind it.
"Well- you look......wow." Legolas said blinking a few times at the sight of the bright pink, lace and ruffles.
"You really like it?" Sam asked happily. Legolas tilted his head a little and managed to nod, causing Sam's grin to grow even bigger.
"Legolas, come on." Aragorn started, and then stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Sam.
"What do you think Aragorn?" Sam asked, this time a little nervously. Aragorn looked at Legolas who shot him a warning look and then back at the hobbit.
"It looks.....good. But-" Aragorn hesitated for a moment, wondering whether Legolas' wrath was worth quenching his curiosity. In the end, his curiosity won.
"But what?" Sam asked fearfully. Legolas shot Aragorn another look, and if looks could kill, Aragorn would be nothing but ashes.
"But....uh.....that's a dress." Aragorn said, and was brave enough to glance at Legolas who to his surprise was wearing an expression of amusement.
"Oh......that.....you had me scared silly." Sam laughed, and Aragorn and Legolas exchanged confused looks, "It'll match Frodo's white and pink tux."
"Whatever rocks you honey." Legolas said shrugging, " Now let's get a move on it, or you'll miss the entrance."
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Frodo nervously stood at the altar, waiting for Sam. He had been fidgeting but a strict admonish from Elrond had been the end of that. However, Frodo reflected, he could start again, as Elrond an Gandalf were already busy necking at the front of the room anyway, and noticed little but each other. Suddenly the first chords of music struck and Frodo turned to see a bunch of little elven girls walk out strewing flowers everywhere. Then suddenly, through a downpour of rose petals, he saw Sam emerge. Frodo stood hypnotized by the scene in front of him, obviously very in love with the blushing bride, who was the source of many a whisper amongst the guests.
"Hem hem." Legolas cleared his throat, trying to subtly get Elrond's attention. It didn't work.
"Hey, can you satisfy your booty calls later guys?" Legolas snapped and shoved a very reluctant Elrond to the stand.
"Yeah yeah I'm going...." Elrond grumbled, and pasted on a very phoney smile to look out at the guest with.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today........Hell......let's just get to the real part of it." Elrond said reasonably. A few guests gasped and Sam had a look of outrage on his face, but Elrond ignored them, and continued on with the ceremony.
"Ok, time for the vows, repeat after me Frodo-" Elrond began.
"Excuse me." Frodo peeped in. Elrond paused and glared down at the trembling little hobbit.
"What is it?"
"I..I've written my own vows." Frodo said softly throwing a look at Legolas who nodded encouragingly. It had taken a long time to convince Frodo to make them, and Legolas had done a lot of the writing but it had clearly worked a charm. Sam broke out in a grin again and tears filled his eyes.
"Thank you Frodo." He whispered, beneath the veil.
"OK then, seeing as somebody thinks they can make up vows better then those of the ELVES....let's hear them." Elrond said crossly. Legolas nudged him sharply with his elbow and Elrond started.
"What?" he asked defensively.
"You've been drinking Aragorn's homemade wine again haven't you?" Legolas accused with slitted eyes. Elrond began to protest.
"NO! I didn't.....OK then," he said shrugging, "I did, sue me." Legolas just sighed and gestured for Frodo to begin. After clearing his throat and giving a nervous laugh which in all truth was more than a little creepy, Frodo began to read
"Sam, before another word is said, I want you to be sure of my love for you." Frodo paused and looked into Sam's eyes, "I will always love you, be there to hold you, and care for you. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, and I look forward to spending each and every day of my life with you." He recited. Sam burst into tears, as did Legolas who threw himself at a very stunned Aragorn and Galáril. Galáril looked up at his father oddly and giggled when Legolas bent down to kiss him, and take him from Aragorn's arms.
After Sam had said his vows, there was an awkward silence before Elrond spoke again.
"I now pronounce you husband and hu- actually...." Elrond said grinning maliciously looking at Sam's frilly dress, "husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Frodo grabbed Sam and dipped him back in a kiss, much to the amazement and disgust of all. Out burst the happy couple, and the guests followed, leaving Elrond and Gandalf back at it on the pews, and Aragorn and Legolas standing at the doorway.
"How romantic." Legolas sighed, absentmindedly playing with Galáril's hair. Aragorn smiled slyly and reached for his husband's firm bottom.
"I can be romantic too." He said, and Legolas smiled back.
"I'm sure you can. Aragorn?" Legolas suddenly asked. Aragorn reluctantly stopped kissing the elf and stepped back.
"What?"
"What are you giving them?" Legolas asked curiously. Aragorn just sighed and began to walk back to their home.
"You'll see in a little while."
*** Not my best chapter but a VERY long one.....I do believe it may be my longest.....well it's getting late so I better leave....oh yes and don't forget to review.***
"Sam." Legolas called, and rapped on the door in irritation. "Hurry up, we only have 15 minutes before the flower girls start entering and there's the rose petal entrance."
Sam looked at himself one last time in the mirror and beamed at his reflection, the outfit was absolutely smashing. He touched up a little corner by his ear, with some foundation, took a deep breath and then opened the door, stunning the elf who stood behind it.
"Well- you look......wow." Legolas said blinking a few times at the sight of the bright pink, lace and ruffles.
"You really like it?" Sam asked happily. Legolas tilted his head a little and managed to nod, causing Sam's grin to grow even bigger.
"Legolas, come on." Aragorn started, and then stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Sam.
"What do you think Aragorn?" Sam asked, this time a little nervously. Aragorn looked at Legolas who shot him a warning look and then back at the hobbit.
"It looks.....good. But-" Aragorn hesitated for a moment, wondering whether Legolas' wrath was worth quenching his curiosity. In the end, his curiosity won.
"But what?" Sam asked fearfully. Legolas shot Aragorn another look, and if looks could kill, Aragorn would be nothing but ashes.
"But....uh.....that's a dress." Aragorn said, and was brave enough to glance at Legolas who to his surprise was wearing an expression of amusement.
"Oh......that.....you had me scared silly." Sam laughed, and Aragorn and Legolas exchanged confused looks, "It'll match Frodo's white and pink tux."
"Whatever rocks you honey." Legolas said shrugging, " Now let's get a move on it, or you'll miss the entrance."
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Frodo nervously stood at the altar, waiting for Sam. He had been fidgeting but a strict admonish from Elrond had been the end of that. However, Frodo reflected, he could start again, as Elrond an Gandalf were already busy necking at the front of the room anyway, and noticed little but each other. Suddenly the first chords of music struck and Frodo turned to see a bunch of little elven girls walk out strewing flowers everywhere. Then suddenly, through a downpour of rose petals, he saw Sam emerge. Frodo stood hypnotized by the scene in front of him, obviously very in love with the blushing bride, who was the source of many a whisper amongst the guests.
"Hem hem." Legolas cleared his throat, trying to subtly get Elrond's attention. It didn't work.
"Hey, can you satisfy your booty calls later guys?" Legolas snapped and shoved a very reluctant Elrond to the stand.
"Yeah yeah I'm going...." Elrond grumbled, and pasted on a very phoney smile to look out at the guest with.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today........Hell......let's just get to the real part of it." Elrond said reasonably. A few guests gasped and Sam had a look of outrage on his face, but Elrond ignored them, and continued on with the ceremony.
"Ok, time for the vows, repeat after me Frodo-" Elrond began.
"Excuse me." Frodo peeped in. Elrond paused and glared down at the trembling little hobbit.
"What is it?"
"I..I've written my own vows." Frodo said softly throwing a look at Legolas who nodded encouragingly. It had taken a long time to convince Frodo to make them, and Legolas had done a lot of the writing but it had clearly worked a charm. Sam broke out in a grin again and tears filled his eyes.
"Thank you Frodo." He whispered, beneath the veil.
"OK then, seeing as somebody thinks they can make up vows better then those of the ELVES....let's hear them." Elrond said crossly. Legolas nudged him sharply with his elbow and Elrond started.
"What?" he asked defensively.
"You've been drinking Aragorn's homemade wine again haven't you?" Legolas accused with slitted eyes. Elrond began to protest.
"NO! I didn't.....OK then," he said shrugging, "I did, sue me." Legolas just sighed and gestured for Frodo to begin. After clearing his throat and giving a nervous laugh which in all truth was more than a little creepy, Frodo began to read
"Sam, before another word is said, I want you to be sure of my love for you." Frodo paused and looked into Sam's eyes, "I will always love you, be there to hold you, and care for you. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, and I look forward to spending each and every day of my life with you." He recited. Sam burst into tears, as did Legolas who threw himself at a very stunned Aragorn and Galáril. Galáril looked up at his father oddly and giggled when Legolas bent down to kiss him, and take him from Aragorn's arms.
After Sam had said his vows, there was an awkward silence before Elrond spoke again.
"I now pronounce you husband and hu- actually...." Elrond said grinning maliciously looking at Sam's frilly dress, "husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Frodo grabbed Sam and dipped him back in a kiss, much to the amazement and disgust of all. Out burst the happy couple, and the guests followed, leaving Elrond and Gandalf back at it on the pews, and Aragorn and Legolas standing at the doorway.
"How romantic." Legolas sighed, absentmindedly playing with Galáril's hair. Aragorn smiled slyly and reached for his husband's firm bottom.
"I can be romantic too." He said, and Legolas smiled back.
"I'm sure you can. Aragorn?" Legolas suddenly asked. Aragorn reluctantly stopped kissing the elf and stepped back.
"What?"
"What are you giving them?" Legolas asked curiously. Aragorn just sighed and began to walk back to their home.
"You'll see in a little while."
*** Not my best chapter but a VERY long one.....I do believe it may be my longest.....well it's getting late so I better leave....oh yes and don't forget to review.***