A/N Thanks to all of your reviews, I am really grateful. Here is the second
chapter. I hope you like it! Please review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they all belong to J. R. R. Tolkien, and no one else.
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"I have called you all to this small council, to discuss the Autumn Solstice." Elrond said. He was in his office, and he was addressing Glorfindel, Celeborn, Galadriel, and Thranduil. "My daughter has an come up with an idea, but I am not sure if I entirely approve."
"Well what is her idea?" asked Celeborn.
"Let him finish Celeborn. Can't you tell that the poor man is dreading to tell us. It's hard enough for him as it is, without you making him more nervous." said Galadriel sharply to her husband.
"Erm, yes. Well Arwen has suggested a 'Slag and Drag party'." Elrond said. All that were present laughed. "What's so funny?" asked Elrond. They had responded in an entirely different manner to that which he had expected of them.
"I think that it's a good idea." Glorfindel said firmly as Elrond goggled at him. "It would bring a light-hearted atmosphere into this place. Make it more lively." Seeing Elrond's expression after his last comment, Glorfindel added hastily: "Not that it needs it, especially."
Galadriel ignored Glorfindel's remark and asked gently: "Elrond, dear, are there any more suggestions as to the theme?"
Elrond looked nervous "Erm…Not really…"
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Arwen spent the rest of the day not doing much, except for having deep philosophical discussions with Aragorn, for example: who is more gorgeous, Brad Pitt or Heath Ledger, which, for some strange reason, Aragorn had no preference. I mean how can he not, Brad Pitt is sooooo hunky, but Heath Ledger has gorgeous hair, then again, Brad Pitt is so much more sophisticated, so I'd have to go with Brad. Anyway, back to the story. She had another bath, but thankfully did not have any more disturbing dreams.
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That evening, when they were in the Hall for dinner again, Arwen noticed that her father looked extremely anxious about something. 'I wonder what he's so nervous about' thought Arwen. Just as she had thought this, Elrond stood up. As with the night before, the hall silenced, and Elrond suddenly became very aware, (which he only seemed to notice when he was not looking forward to breaking some news), that everyone was watching him attentively. He looked over to Galadriel for support. She smiled at him and nodded.
"Erm… The end of the day has come yet again, and the sun has shown us a beautiful, and dramatic exit, as I noticed on my way over here tonight…" Elrond suddenly realised that he was babbling. "That is, the end of the day signals the end of…a day, and we must come together for an evening meal. As I mentioned last night, the Autumn Solstice is drawing near. I had one suggestion which caught the council's eye. This was given to us by my daughter, Arwen." Elrond gestured to his daughter, and everyone turned to look at her. Arwen blushed, before everyone turned their attention back to the speaker.
"The theme for this year's Solstice will be… aslaganddragtheme." He very quickly sat down, as Galadriel looked disapprovingly at him.
"I could understand that because I knew what you were saying, but what about people such as Aragorn, or Legolas? They can't have been able to hear you. Say it again." she hissed at him.
Elrond stood up reluctantly. It was clear to everyone that he did not want to say whatever he was trying to say.
"I'm sorry if you didn't quite catch that. So here it is again. The theme for this year's Solstice will be a Slag and Drag." He looked around at many bewildered faces. He sighed. "For any of you who do not know what that involves… a slag and drag party is where everyone dresses up as female prostitutes." He sat down very speedily. All around him, excited whispers rushed through the hall, like the wind rustling the leaves of a willow tree.
Arwen couldn't believe her ears. They were taking her suggestion! She grinned at Aragorn, then noticed his terrified expression.
"What is it?" she asked, concerned.
"Can I borrow one of your dresses?" he asked.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they all belong to J. R. R. Tolkien, and no one else.
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"I have called you all to this small council, to discuss the Autumn Solstice." Elrond said. He was in his office, and he was addressing Glorfindel, Celeborn, Galadriel, and Thranduil. "My daughter has an come up with an idea, but I am not sure if I entirely approve."
"Well what is her idea?" asked Celeborn.
"Let him finish Celeborn. Can't you tell that the poor man is dreading to tell us. It's hard enough for him as it is, without you making him more nervous." said Galadriel sharply to her husband.
"Erm, yes. Well Arwen has suggested a 'Slag and Drag party'." Elrond said. All that were present laughed. "What's so funny?" asked Elrond. They had responded in an entirely different manner to that which he had expected of them.
"I think that it's a good idea." Glorfindel said firmly as Elrond goggled at him. "It would bring a light-hearted atmosphere into this place. Make it more lively." Seeing Elrond's expression after his last comment, Glorfindel added hastily: "Not that it needs it, especially."
Galadriel ignored Glorfindel's remark and asked gently: "Elrond, dear, are there any more suggestions as to the theme?"
Elrond looked nervous "Erm…Not really…"
***
Arwen spent the rest of the day not doing much, except for having deep philosophical discussions with Aragorn, for example: who is more gorgeous, Brad Pitt or Heath Ledger, which, for some strange reason, Aragorn had no preference. I mean how can he not, Brad Pitt is sooooo hunky, but Heath Ledger has gorgeous hair, then again, Brad Pitt is so much more sophisticated, so I'd have to go with Brad. Anyway, back to the story. She had another bath, but thankfully did not have any more disturbing dreams.
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That evening, when they were in the Hall for dinner again, Arwen noticed that her father looked extremely anxious about something. 'I wonder what he's so nervous about' thought Arwen. Just as she had thought this, Elrond stood up. As with the night before, the hall silenced, and Elrond suddenly became very aware, (which he only seemed to notice when he was not looking forward to breaking some news), that everyone was watching him attentively. He looked over to Galadriel for support. She smiled at him and nodded.
"Erm… The end of the day has come yet again, and the sun has shown us a beautiful, and dramatic exit, as I noticed on my way over here tonight…" Elrond suddenly realised that he was babbling. "That is, the end of the day signals the end of…a day, and we must come together for an evening meal. As I mentioned last night, the Autumn Solstice is drawing near. I had one suggestion which caught the council's eye. This was given to us by my daughter, Arwen." Elrond gestured to his daughter, and everyone turned to look at her. Arwen blushed, before everyone turned their attention back to the speaker.
"The theme for this year's Solstice will be… aslaganddragtheme." He very quickly sat down, as Galadriel looked disapprovingly at him.
"I could understand that because I knew what you were saying, but what about people such as Aragorn, or Legolas? They can't have been able to hear you. Say it again." she hissed at him.
Elrond stood up reluctantly. It was clear to everyone that he did not want to say whatever he was trying to say.
"I'm sorry if you didn't quite catch that. So here it is again. The theme for this year's Solstice will be a Slag and Drag." He looked around at many bewildered faces. He sighed. "For any of you who do not know what that involves… a slag and drag party is where everyone dresses up as female prostitutes." He sat down very speedily. All around him, excited whispers rushed through the hall, like the wind rustling the leaves of a willow tree.
Arwen couldn't believe her ears. They were taking her suggestion! She grinned at Aragorn, then noticed his terrified expression.
"What is it?" she asked, concerned.
"Can I borrow one of your dresses?" he asked.