A\N: I don't own anything.

Chapter 5: At the Feast of Elrond

"Nooooooooo!!!!!!" a scream echoed throughout Rivendell. "No WAYYYY! NEVER!"

There was only one person in the history of the universe that can scream like that and you guessed it. It was Becky.

She was standing in Arwen's room with Missy and Arwen.

"Try it on," Arwen said, holding out the white robe-y-dress thing.

"No way. Yuck. I am NOT wearing that hideous thing," Becky backed as far away as possible.

"Becky," Arwen said patiently. "Many important people are going to be at dinner.

There are going to be Men, Dwarves and some Mirkwood Elves that came with Legolas present."

"Soo. It's only Leggy I care to see," Becky said and she and Missy burst into loud giggling-screams. "Ooh my Leeeeeeeeeeeeegolas!"

"Besides what's wrong with our clothes?" Becky asked, gesturing at her and Missy's jeans and T-shirts.

"Please," Arwen said holding out the robe.

"Noooooo," Becky said. "Hey do you know if Legolas has a girlfriend?"

"A girlfriend?" Arwen repeated. "What is that?"

"Betrothed, beloved?" Becky said, racking her brain for all other possible meanings of the word.

"Well." Arwen said but caught the murderous glint in Becky's eyes. "If he had I wouldn't tell you."

"Cool," Becky said. "And no I still won't wear those robes."

Arwen rolled her eyes and sat gracefully on the bed. "You are hopeless. Fine. Go dressed like that."

"C'mon let's go check on Elrondie," Becky said and the cousins raced giggling madly down the hall.

Arwen sighed and quickly followed them.

She found them bothering her father who had obviously been in the middle of dressing. "Ooh Elrondie. That mask did wonders," Missy said, so high up on her tiptoes in Elrond's face that she nearly toppled over. "You can keep it."

"Thank you," Elrond said, jumping away from Missy. "Hello Arwen."

"Come here Elrondie and lemme do your hair," Becky grabbed Elrond's arm and dragged him to sit on the bed. She picked up a brush out of nowhere and began to brush his hair.

"Ooh we just looooove to brush people's hair don't we?" Missy said, pulling a brush once again out of nowhere and took a side of Elrond's hair to brush.

"Arwen? Help Daddy please," Elrond begged.

"They do brush hair very nice," Arwen said. "Look at Estel."

"Why do you call Aragorn Estel?" Missy asked, conversationally.

"It means hope in Elvish," Becky said before Elrond or Arwen could say anything.

Arwen and Elrond exchanged looks.

"Girls, I think we should have a little talk. I wanted to save this for later so that everyone else will hear but." Elrond trailed off.

"Go on Elrondie," Becky said, putting down the brush and flopping onto the floor.

Missy did the same and stared up expectantly at Elrond.

"How do you know so much about us? About Elves? About Aragorn?" Elrond asked.

"You are human and yet you know things that no normal human should."

"I knew this would've come eventually," Missy said, sighing. "It all started-"

"No. I would much rather we tell it to the whole Council," Becky said, cutting off Missy. "I'd rather tell it face to face with my Leggy."

"And my Aragorn," Missy said.

The two fangirls sighed together receiving a glare from Arwen.

"Your Aragorn?" Arwen said, glaring at Missy.

"Yes our Aragorn. We owns him yess we does," Becky said, lowering her voice and deepening it.

Arwen and Elrond just stared in open-mouthed amazement.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't mind her," Missy said, gesturing at Becky. "She does that all the time these days."

The Elves just blinked at her once again.

Then it dawned on Becky.

"Oh no. I'm not Gollum and I'm definitely not related to him," said Becky.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Minno!" Elrond called and Legolas stepped in. He was dressed in a flowing green robe and he almost seemed to be glowing.

"'Quel undome," Legolas greeted Elrond and Arwen then stopped in his tracks when he saw Missy and Becky situated on the floor.

"OMG! I love it when you speak Elvish," Becky sighed dreamily.

"Hello," he said, immediately changing to Westron. No sense in having that crazy girl after him again.

"Yes Legolas? I sense that you wish to speak to me about something," Elrond said.

"I did. It is very important but we shall discuss at later. Perhaps tonight? It was best to be done at the feast last night or at the Council but I will announce at tonight at the other feast. Although I wished to speak with you about it privately first," Legolas said, glancing sideways at Becky and Missy who were both hanging on his every word.

"Oh no Leggy darling. Go right ahead," Becky said, grinning much to the horror of Legolas. "I already know what you're gonna say."

"You do?" was all Legolas could say.

"Of course. At least I have a feeling what you're going to say," Becky said and plunged into a long rant before anyone could say anything. "You're going to tell Elrond about why you, the hot Prince of Mirkwood, came to Rivendell as a messenger from his father King Thranduil, instead of a real Elf messenger. The reason is that you've come to tell him that Gollum has escaped from Mirkwood. Isn't that right? Although it comes in the council."

A flicker of surprise graced Legolas' features.

"Well yes," he said. "I was going to say something like that but not quite in your manner of speaking."

"Well Legolas you shall tell me in full detail at the feast. We should get going," Elrond said, putting on his circlet and heading for the door.

He was closely followed by Arwen and Legolas who was trying to fend off Becky from clutching the sleeve of his robes.

They arrive downstairs at Elrond's feast hall where everyone is seated.

Elrond sat at the head of the table and gestured for Becky and Missy to sit further down on the table.

They saw Legolas taking a seat next to Aragorn and the two girls made a mad dash and pulled two chairs into the middle of them: Becky on Legolas' right and Missy on Aragorn's left.

"Hi Leggy!" Becky giggled and hugged him.

Legolas rolled his eyes gracefully but said, "Hello again Becky."

He gave Aragorn a pleading look but Aragorn just gave a little half smile.

Missy dove at Aragorn and pulled him into a strangling hug and Legolas smirked at Aragorn.

"Elrondie I'm hungggggggggrrrrryyyyyyy," Becky wailed, releasing Legolas and gazing rapturously at her plate. "Do you have any lembas? I have been DYING to try some."

"Ooh lembas," Missy said. "What's lembas?"

"Cousin dear have I taught you NOTHING? Lembas is Elvish waybread," Becky said.

"There is no lembas at the moment," Arwen said shooting them a curious look. "But I shall see to it that some is made."

"Aww. I was hoping you'd have some you know. I really wanna taste it. Because since in The Two Towers when Frodo and Sam were eating it, it looked really good and then Legolas in the special extended DVD of FOTR, which sadly I do not have, goes 'One bite could fill the stomach of a grown man'."

Becky sighed dreamily and dropped her head onto the table.

Everyone just looked at her until she finally lifted her head back up.

"What?" Becky asked, glancing around. "What?"

"I think someone's had a little too much pipeweed," Pippin whispered to Merry.

"I do not do drugs. Yucky!" Becky said, making a face. "And neither should you little hobbitses."

"Hey I'm not little. I'm twenty-nine," Pippin shot back.

"You're still underage. The adult age of a hobbit is thirty-three and you're still four years away! MWAHAHAHA!" Becky giggled maniacally.

"Lord Elrond I think you should feed her," Missy spoke up. "She gets.a bit insane if you don't feed her on time."

"A bit insane?" Elrond said, lifting his eyebrows. But he clapped his hands together lightly and several Elves appeared bearing trays and trays of delicacies.

"Ooh," Becky and Missy's eyes glazed over and they attacked the trays of food not knowing what they were eating. The four hobbits looked at each other, shrugged and dug in after them.

Elrond sighed and as soon as an Elf had filled his cup with wine he drank it down and kept going at it.

"Poor Daddy," Arwen eyed Elrond who had now reached his fifth draught.

Boromir and Gimli were watching the girls and the hobbits in amazement while

Legolas sat eating gracefully and watching them, his face expressionless.

Aragorn's lips were twitching. He was struggling to overcome the desire to laugh.

Gandalf looked like he wanted to smile but he saw the look on Elrond's face and hid the smile in his beard.

Finally Becky and Missy sat back leaving the hobbits to finish ravage away at the food.

"That was really good," Becky said, wiping her mouth daintily. "Ooh! Where are Elladan and Elrohir?"

She looked around expectantly.

"My sons will not be joining us tonight," Elrond said. "Nor at the Council tomorrow."

"Dang. I really wanted to see them," Becky said, lower lip trembling. "From The Return Of The King's description they sound HOT!"

"Hot?" Elrond repeated looking completely stunned and confused. "My sons are hot?"

"Yes they're gorgeous and hot and fine but they can't touch my Leggy with a fifty-foot pole," Becky said, nodding like she'd actually seen Elladan and Elrohir face-to-face.

"Oh well," Becky sighed. "I'll just wait for ROTK movie. I hope they're in it. December seventeenth is too far."

"Oh well. I haven't seen The Two Towers so I know nothing," Missy said.

"It was your OWN fault," Becky said. "If you hadn't been so moody and totally snapped at your FAVORITE cousin because she was talking about The Lord of The Rings and Legolas, maybe I would've invited you along."

"What about the second time?" Missy asked.

"I was still mad at you. Nobody insults my Elf. NO ONE," Becky's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Why would I waste my breath on Legolas?" Missy shot back.

By then the entire table was listening. Including Legolas who was a bit concerned. It sounded like him they were talking about! "How dare you!" Becky launched out of her seat at Missy.

"I dare much!" Missy shouted back.

"Hey!" Aragorn said, leaping out of his seat as the fighting cousins knocked it over.

He grabbed the back of their dresses and pulled them apart.

"Calm down!" Aragorn said.

Everyone looked at them quite shocked as the cousins tried clawing at each other.

"I can't! She insulted my Elf!" Becky glared at Missy.

"Your Elf is blond!" Missy shot back.

"AHHH! Elendil!" Becky tried to struggle free of Aragorn's tight grip.

"What did you say?" Aragorn blinked at her.

"Yes Dirty Ranger Dude, I know that's your war cry and everything but I can't help but borrow it!" Becky said. "You sound so cute when you say it."

"Yes he does," Missy said and the two fangirls shared a sigh.

Then they dove at each other again but this time they hugged.

"I'm so sorry, Missy!" Becky sniffled.

"Me too!" Missy said.

The entire table just blinked.

Elrond rolled his eyes and started in on his ninth draught.

Missy pulled away from Becky and dove at Legolas.

"I'm sorry Legolas! I'm sorry I insulted you, I'm sorry I called you blond even though." Missy reached up and grabbed a handful of Legolas' hair, pulling him down to her height. "It really looks like blond to me. Yep you're blond."

"Aww!" Becky sighed. "Kodak moment. Where the heck is my camera?" ~~*~~ Yeah I know it ended a bit abruptly there but I hope you like it. Don't worry, they're going to find out exactly how we got to Middle-Earth. Even though poor Elrond and everyone else were supposed to find out in this chappy but don't worry, it'll come. EVENTUALLY. Review and maybe you'll get more. ;)

Translations: 'Quel undome-Good evening Mwahaha. Prepare for more madness and craziness. LEGOLAS RULES! **blushes** Just needed to get that out. ARAGORN RULES TOO! EVERYONE RULES! P.S: Missy just read what I've written so far and I'm sure she thinks I'm officially crazy. GO ME! Someone should tell her she's crazy :P :P :P