Ok. I really need to work on this. I haven't put a disclaimer on!!!!!!!!!
Argh!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkein's characters.*sniffles*..Legolas.Halidir.elfy twins.Frodo.Pippin.waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Thank you to my many(not) reviewers.
FandomAvenger: I appreciate your concerns. I took heed to your warnings and have mended my faults. Oh, and by the way.wait.*bangs head on keyboard*.aaah! Your going to give me a bad review now! I had writers block, and I couldn't help it! I just wrote and wrote until I couldn't wrote no more!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok. Just had two too many Recees.
Chapter two: (imaginative, aren't I?)
Legolas had feared correctly. On the mountain, they had run into none other then the damn Saruman, then Gimli had to open his big mouth about Moria. So they went there. And all the dwarves were dead. They were attacked by orcs; Frodo was almost killed twice, and Gandalf had fallen.
They had now run to Lorién. Legolas knew he had one thing to look forward too. They entered the forest, and all was quiet. Legolas knew well what this forest held, and was taken by the many trees. He sang his song of the Nimrodel, but could not continue. His heart was filled with grief.
Taken by a sudden urge, he climbed a tree. And to his surprise, he was stopped. A voice whispered in elven. Legolas almost laughed. "What are they saying you elf?" shouted Gimli. Legolas began to shake with suppressed laughter.
"Alright, alright. They say that you breathe so loud, they could have shot you in the dark." Legolas heard whispering again, and headed up to one of the many talons. There he found what he was looking for. Halidir of the Lorién guard. "Halidir!" he cried.
They crossed a rope bridge after staying a night in a talon. Legolas was ecstatic. He could hardly wait.
Minya was with Galadriel, when Halidir ran up. "My lady! The Fellowship has arrived!" behind him people stood, waiting. Celeborn walked to his wife, and took her hand, leading her to the group. Minya sat in the background, looking on into the group. When Galadriel was finished, and she stepped back, Minya saw someone.
"Legolas!" she cried, and rushed forth. She wrapped Legolas in the tightest hug anyone could ever imagine. Legolas stood there for a few seconds, in complete shock, until he finally wrapped her in a hug and spun her around.
"Mellon nin! Where have you been?" Minya could not help it. She could not let go. "I missed you so much! Do you know what torture I have endured?" she stepped back, revealing her white dress, which gave her an aura, encircling her. She was beautiful.
Legolas just stared in shock. He dropped his chin to make it all the more dramatic. "What are you wearing? I must give Lady Galadriel credit, even your mother could not get you into one."
Minya blushed deeply. She glanced behind her, and saw Galadriel smiling widely. "Take them to where they are going to stay, Minyahawen. I believe they would all like to know who you are."
Minya looked past Legolas into the group of puzzled people, dwarves, and hobbits. "Aragorn! What are you."
Aragorn blushed slightly at his true name being used. He did not like it, obviously. "I have gladly joined the fellowship. And I must give Galadriel credit as well. Even when we threatened to turn your hair purple, even pink, you refused."
Minya smiled as she remembered it. "Yes, and thanks to the twins, they tried a new recipe on me. One that would only come out with a certain herb. I was blue-haired for almost a month afterwards."
Galadriel smiled, and pushed Minya forward. "Go on." Minya set off, slowly, as she saw the weary men. One of the hobbits, Pippin, she believed, fell. "Pippin!" so, it was Pippin.
She smiled, and picked the little hobbit up. The other hobbit saw this, and tripped on a root. She smiled broader, and picked them both up, holding them like children. She got to a certain point, and set them both down. Then she picked the other two up. Minya reached their campsite, and put the two down. "You are to rest here."
As Borimir passed her, she felt a chill pass through her, and she shuddered. Aragorn walked past, and patted her shoulder. The four hobbits gestured for her to follow. She sat down with them, and a string of questions burst forth.
"How do you know Legolas?"
"I know him from Mirkwood. That is my home. We were friends from when we were but seventy."
"How old are you now?"
"Silly hobbit. Never ask a woman her age. But Legolas is two thousand something. I lost count one hundred years ago.I think."
"How do you know Aragorn?"
"I know Aragorn from when he would visit Mirkwood with his two 'brothers' Elladan, and Elrohir. Two sweeter boys you never will see. The only problem was that they show their affection by calmly pranking you until you scream."
And finally Pippin asked a question that all the hobbits had wanted to ask since the start. "Do and Legolas love each other or something?"
Minya looked thoughtfully over at Legolas, who was now talking to Aragorn, grinning broadly. She turned back to Pippin. "No, I'm not sure.maybe, but in a brother-sister way. I don't think lovers would die each others hair bright pink or red spitefully, do you?"
Pippin frowned and shook his head. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Later on in the evening, when it was quite dark, laments for Gandalf were being sung. Legolas was walking to the fountain, pitcher in hand, trying to get water, and listen to the laments at the same time.
"What do they say about him?" asked Sam.
Legolas looked to the trees, face saddening quickly. "I have not the heart to tell you. The grief is still too near."
Minya felt a pain in her heart all too certain. She turned to the hobbits. "Shall I sing to you? You all look very weary, and I am afraid our elven choirs can become quite a nuisance, even worse," she gave a small laugh. "Quite creepy."
All the hobbits nodded, looking a bit too happy. Minya could tell they were forcing their faces to look joyful, or at peace. She smiled.
Suddenly Legolas picked up on what she was doing. "No! Do not sing! I'll either fall asleep if you try, or I will hold my ears if you do as you usually do in your singing lessons!" He ran to Minya and put a hand to her mouth. "Sorry my friends, but it is for the best."
Pippin was about to answer, when he saw a look of relief on Minya's face. "Ah well. We'll all go to bed. We hobbits are good at drowning out noises." Legolas smiled and nearly dragged Minya to her feet.
"Come Minya. You would have given those hobbits nightmares." She laughed, and walked with Legolas over to the group of men, not to mention a dwarf.
Pippin leaned over to Merry. "I dunno, Merry. Those two look awfully close."
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Tolkein's characters.*sniffles*..Legolas.Halidir.elfy twins.Frodo.Pippin.waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
Thank you to my many(not) reviewers.
FandomAvenger: I appreciate your concerns. I took heed to your warnings and have mended my faults. Oh, and by the way.wait.*bangs head on keyboard*.aaah! Your going to give me a bad review now! I had writers block, and I couldn't help it! I just wrote and wrote until I couldn't wrote no more!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok. Just had two too many Recees.
Chapter two: (imaginative, aren't I?)
Legolas had feared correctly. On the mountain, they had run into none other then the damn Saruman, then Gimli had to open his big mouth about Moria. So they went there. And all the dwarves were dead. They were attacked by orcs; Frodo was almost killed twice, and Gandalf had fallen.
They had now run to Lorién. Legolas knew he had one thing to look forward too. They entered the forest, and all was quiet. Legolas knew well what this forest held, and was taken by the many trees. He sang his song of the Nimrodel, but could not continue. His heart was filled with grief.
Taken by a sudden urge, he climbed a tree. And to his surprise, he was stopped. A voice whispered in elven. Legolas almost laughed. "What are they saying you elf?" shouted Gimli. Legolas began to shake with suppressed laughter.
"Alright, alright. They say that you breathe so loud, they could have shot you in the dark." Legolas heard whispering again, and headed up to one of the many talons. There he found what he was looking for. Halidir of the Lorién guard. "Halidir!" he cried.
They crossed a rope bridge after staying a night in a talon. Legolas was ecstatic. He could hardly wait.
Minya was with Galadriel, when Halidir ran up. "My lady! The Fellowship has arrived!" behind him people stood, waiting. Celeborn walked to his wife, and took her hand, leading her to the group. Minya sat in the background, looking on into the group. When Galadriel was finished, and she stepped back, Minya saw someone.
"Legolas!" she cried, and rushed forth. She wrapped Legolas in the tightest hug anyone could ever imagine. Legolas stood there for a few seconds, in complete shock, until he finally wrapped her in a hug and spun her around.
"Mellon nin! Where have you been?" Minya could not help it. She could not let go. "I missed you so much! Do you know what torture I have endured?" she stepped back, revealing her white dress, which gave her an aura, encircling her. She was beautiful.
Legolas just stared in shock. He dropped his chin to make it all the more dramatic. "What are you wearing? I must give Lady Galadriel credit, even your mother could not get you into one."
Minya blushed deeply. She glanced behind her, and saw Galadriel smiling widely. "Take them to where they are going to stay, Minyahawen. I believe they would all like to know who you are."
Minya looked past Legolas into the group of puzzled people, dwarves, and hobbits. "Aragorn! What are you."
Aragorn blushed slightly at his true name being used. He did not like it, obviously. "I have gladly joined the fellowship. And I must give Galadriel credit as well. Even when we threatened to turn your hair purple, even pink, you refused."
Minya smiled as she remembered it. "Yes, and thanks to the twins, they tried a new recipe on me. One that would only come out with a certain herb. I was blue-haired for almost a month afterwards."
Galadriel smiled, and pushed Minya forward. "Go on." Minya set off, slowly, as she saw the weary men. One of the hobbits, Pippin, she believed, fell. "Pippin!" so, it was Pippin.
She smiled, and picked the little hobbit up. The other hobbit saw this, and tripped on a root. She smiled broader, and picked them both up, holding them like children. She got to a certain point, and set them both down. Then she picked the other two up. Minya reached their campsite, and put the two down. "You are to rest here."
As Borimir passed her, she felt a chill pass through her, and she shuddered. Aragorn walked past, and patted her shoulder. The four hobbits gestured for her to follow. She sat down with them, and a string of questions burst forth.
"How do you know Legolas?"
"I know him from Mirkwood. That is my home. We were friends from when we were but seventy."
"How old are you now?"
"Silly hobbit. Never ask a woman her age. But Legolas is two thousand something. I lost count one hundred years ago.I think."
"How do you know Aragorn?"
"I know Aragorn from when he would visit Mirkwood with his two 'brothers' Elladan, and Elrohir. Two sweeter boys you never will see. The only problem was that they show their affection by calmly pranking you until you scream."
And finally Pippin asked a question that all the hobbits had wanted to ask since the start. "Do and Legolas love each other or something?"
Minya looked thoughtfully over at Legolas, who was now talking to Aragorn, grinning broadly. She turned back to Pippin. "No, I'm not sure.maybe, but in a brother-sister way. I don't think lovers would die each others hair bright pink or red spitefully, do you?"
Pippin frowned and shook his head. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`
Later on in the evening, when it was quite dark, laments for Gandalf were being sung. Legolas was walking to the fountain, pitcher in hand, trying to get water, and listen to the laments at the same time.
"What do they say about him?" asked Sam.
Legolas looked to the trees, face saddening quickly. "I have not the heart to tell you. The grief is still too near."
Minya felt a pain in her heart all too certain. She turned to the hobbits. "Shall I sing to you? You all look very weary, and I am afraid our elven choirs can become quite a nuisance, even worse," she gave a small laugh. "Quite creepy."
All the hobbits nodded, looking a bit too happy. Minya could tell they were forcing their faces to look joyful, or at peace. She smiled.
Suddenly Legolas picked up on what she was doing. "No! Do not sing! I'll either fall asleep if you try, or I will hold my ears if you do as you usually do in your singing lessons!" He ran to Minya and put a hand to her mouth. "Sorry my friends, but it is for the best."
Pippin was about to answer, when he saw a look of relief on Minya's face. "Ah well. We'll all go to bed. We hobbits are good at drowning out noises." Legolas smiled and nearly dragged Minya to her feet.
"Come Minya. You would have given those hobbits nightmares." She laughed, and walked with Legolas over to the group of men, not to mention a dwarf.
Pippin leaned over to Merry. "I dunno, Merry. Those two look awfully close."