Chapter 4
"Right you two, strip!" ordered Arwen. Legolas and Aragorn groaned. It was the day of the party, and the men needed to be de-haired. "Are you men, or mice?" asked Arwen with an amused smile playing on her lips. "Mice!" whined Legolas. Arwen chuckled evilly as she reached into her cupboard and retrieved the leg wax. Aragorn turned green. "Isn't there some other way of doing this?" he asked, his face reflecting pure terror. "No." said Arwen innocently, as she walked into the bathroom and hid her hair removal cream. She wanted to have some fun with the boys, and besides, it would be a hilarious story to tell all her friends. When she re-entered the room, both men had removed their trousers, and were sitting on the floor. Aragorn's legs were as tense as bowstrings, and Legolas was shaking like a jelly. "Now, it says here that we have to heat the wax in hot water, and then apply it to the legs. We then uses these strips of material," here she held up a wad of bandages, "and then we rip them off, leaving no hairs on your legs. Right then, who wants to go first?" Both Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other nervously. Aragorn's hand rose tentatively into the air. Arwen smiled to herself. This would be fun.
*** Later on that evening, Arwen stepped into the Hall of Fire. She was wearing a blue bra, which was laced with fur. A navy miniskirt hung from her hips, and a black beret rested on her head. She lips were red as strawberries, and her eyelashes were so heavily coated in mascara, that it would take her a week to remove it. She smiled to herself. Any moment now, she would see Legolas and Aragorn coming down from their rooms, and she knew that the sight would be imprinted in her mind forever. Legolas came first. He was wearing a red miniskirt, with a matching crop top. He was carrying a red feather bower, and his fingernails were bright red. Arwen walked sexily towards him, swaying her hips as she went. "Hello," she said, as she tried to stifle a laugh. "You look. um. nice." she finally said. "Why thank you!" exclaimed Legolas, excitedly. "This is going to be so much fun!" he said. Just at that moment, Aragorn turned up. He was having trouble walking in his knee high purple boots, and he was pulling down his dress, that only half covered his thighs. Arwen giggled and walked over to him. "Purple suits you!" she commented innocently. Aragorn scowled at her, but his expression soon changed when he realised what she was wearing. His eyes travelled over her hungrily, and Arwen blushed. just at that moment, Elrond appeared. He was wearing a black skin-tight cat suit. Arwen and Aragorn both cringed. "Hello!" he said brightly as he walked over to join them. "Hi Dad!" said Arwen with a false smile on her face. "Well, this seems to be turning into a very lively party! A very brilliant idea Arwen! Now, I must find out where your Grandmother is." he said and disappeared into the crowds. Arwen and Aragorn looked at each other, and quickly ran over to the bar.
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A/N Thanks for reading my story, I'm so sorry that I haven't written it for ages, but I've just been so busy! I'm sorry that it isn't very long, but I'll make the next chapter longer, I promise. Please read and review. I'll write the next chapter very soon!
"Right you two, strip!" ordered Arwen. Legolas and Aragorn groaned. It was the day of the party, and the men needed to be de-haired. "Are you men, or mice?" asked Arwen with an amused smile playing on her lips. "Mice!" whined Legolas. Arwen chuckled evilly as she reached into her cupboard and retrieved the leg wax. Aragorn turned green. "Isn't there some other way of doing this?" he asked, his face reflecting pure terror. "No." said Arwen innocently, as she walked into the bathroom and hid her hair removal cream. She wanted to have some fun with the boys, and besides, it would be a hilarious story to tell all her friends. When she re-entered the room, both men had removed their trousers, and were sitting on the floor. Aragorn's legs were as tense as bowstrings, and Legolas was shaking like a jelly. "Now, it says here that we have to heat the wax in hot water, and then apply it to the legs. We then uses these strips of material," here she held up a wad of bandages, "and then we rip them off, leaving no hairs on your legs. Right then, who wants to go first?" Both Aragorn and Legolas looked at each other nervously. Aragorn's hand rose tentatively into the air. Arwen smiled to herself. This would be fun.
*** Later on that evening, Arwen stepped into the Hall of Fire. She was wearing a blue bra, which was laced with fur. A navy miniskirt hung from her hips, and a black beret rested on her head. She lips were red as strawberries, and her eyelashes were so heavily coated in mascara, that it would take her a week to remove it. She smiled to herself. Any moment now, she would see Legolas and Aragorn coming down from their rooms, and she knew that the sight would be imprinted in her mind forever. Legolas came first. He was wearing a red miniskirt, with a matching crop top. He was carrying a red feather bower, and his fingernails were bright red. Arwen walked sexily towards him, swaying her hips as she went. "Hello," she said, as she tried to stifle a laugh. "You look. um. nice." she finally said. "Why thank you!" exclaimed Legolas, excitedly. "This is going to be so much fun!" he said. Just at that moment, Aragorn turned up. He was having trouble walking in his knee high purple boots, and he was pulling down his dress, that only half covered his thighs. Arwen giggled and walked over to him. "Purple suits you!" she commented innocently. Aragorn scowled at her, but his expression soon changed when he realised what she was wearing. His eyes travelled over her hungrily, and Arwen blushed. just at that moment, Elrond appeared. He was wearing a black skin-tight cat suit. Arwen and Aragorn both cringed. "Hello!" he said brightly as he walked over to join them. "Hi Dad!" said Arwen with a false smile on her face. "Well, this seems to be turning into a very lively party! A very brilliant idea Arwen! Now, I must find out where your Grandmother is." he said and disappeared into the crowds. Arwen and Aragorn looked at each other, and quickly ran over to the bar.
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A/N Thanks for reading my story, I'm so sorry that I haven't written it for ages, but I've just been so busy! I'm sorry that it isn't very long, but I'll make the next chapter longer, I promise. Please read and review. I'll write the next chapter very soon!