A\N: Miss Becky Greenleaf is baaaaaaaacccccckkkkk! Mwahahhahahahahaa.you
cannot escape me dearests! Okie-dokie, enough with the absolute insaneness.
How has everyone been? I'm back again updating. Sorry, I've been away for
so long! Exams and all that trivial school stuff ;) Your notes are the
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Also terribly terribly sorry about portraying Aragorn a bit violent.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Lord of the Rings and all that is associated with it. The only thing I own is this story and myself. Missy owns herself.
Chapter 24: Photo Ops, Helmet Hair, Jealous Stars and Straying Fangirls
Dawn had broken upon the plains of Rohan. The Three Hunters and the Two Annoyances raced on, in hot pursuit of the Uruk-hai.
"Aragorn?! Aragorn? Aragorn? Aragorn? Aragorn?" Becky said, knowing that it would seriously get to Aragorn. "Can we stop, please? I'm sleepy!"
"We are on their trail, we must continue!" Aragorn replied, through clenched teeth. He had been seriously contemplating knocking her out with the hilt of his sword and throwing her into the nearest stream.
"But I'm tired and hungry and sleepy," Becky went on. She stopped dead in her tracks. "I'M NOT MOVING ANOTHER INCH AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Oh yes I can!" Aragorn said, poking Becky in the shoulder. "We have to keep going."
"DIDN'T I JUST SAY I WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE?!!!" Becky said, hands on hips, eyes narrowed. "Nyah nyah nyah. You can't make me!"
"Come on, Becky," Missy said, finally piping in. "Let's keep going. Only a little further."
"Yes, listen to your cousin Missy," Aragorn said, gesturing with a smile to Missy who beamed. Becky glared at her cousin.
"You Aragorn suck-up!" Becky said, folding her arms now.
"Legolas suck-up!" Missy retorted.
"Will the two of you BE QUIET?" Aragorn said. "Now we're hot on the trail. We must keep running. Only a bit further."
"Why can't we WALK?" Becky suggested.
Aragorn screamed in despair and dove at Becky, the hilt of his sword aimed at her head, and visions of streams dancing in HIS head.
"A red dawn rises. Blood has been spilt this night," Legolas interjected, neatly stealing Aragorn's sword as he sprinted by.
"Oooh! Lovely yummy hot hot Elf!" Becky said, immediately taking off after Legolas.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Aragorn said, scratching his greasy black mop. "HEY! COME BACK HERE WITH MY SWORD!"
A good way across the plains, Becky had somehow managed to tackle Legolas and was now smothering him with hugs and kisses. (The poor Elf said something about ten rocks suddenly taking flight over his head and appearing directly in his path.)
"OFF! GET HER OFF ME!" Legolas said, trying to disentangle the brown haired bundle that was clinging to him. He had managed to get to his feet, however. "Ew! Don't kiss me! Fangirl germs."
Aragorn grabbed Becky by the scruff of her Orlando Bloom t-shirt and attempted to pull her off Legolas. Instead she hooked her pink flowered false nails deeper into his tunic.
"Ouch! Hey, watch the clothes!" Legolas said as he attempted to pull off Becky's hands.
"Missy will you help me?" Aragorn asked, gesturing to Missy. Missy took hold of another piece of Becky's shirt and pulled.
Suddenly the sounds of horses were heard and a loud, piercing whistle. Aragorn quickly ushered them behind some large, strategically placed boulders.
A large group of men on beautiful horses, appeared. Their banners were flying proudly in the breeze. As soon as they had passed, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Becky and Missy came out from hiding.
"Riders of Rohan! What news from the Mark?" Aragorn called out.
"And he is supposed to be the future King? He's gonna get all of you'll killed by just yelling to the possible enemy 'hey, do you guys want some cookies?'" Becky put in.
"WHAT?" Legolas turned to Becky, eyebrows lifted. "Did anyone understand what she just said?"
"Does anyone?" Aragorn replied, exasperatedly.
They turned their attention back to the riders, who from a signal from Éomer who was at the lead, they made a turn and headed towards the Three Hunters and the Two Annoyances and they surrounded them. The Riders closed in on them surrounding them in a tight circle. They pointed their long spears menacingly at them.
The Three Hunters stood back to back and Aragorn pushed Becky and Missy behind him and Legolas. The girls in turn clung to them.
"What business does an Elf, a man, a Dwarf and two strangely attired little girls have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!" Éomer said.
"That's MY BUSINESS!" Missy shot back, clinging ever tighter to Aragorn. "And that's an insult. I DO NOT dress strangely."
"Give me your name, horsemaster, and I shall give you mine," Gimli cut in.
Éomer dismounted his horse and came towards the circle, eyes narrowing. "I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground."
Legolas immediately strung his bow and pointed it at Éomer. "You would die before your stroke fell!"
"YAY!" Becky and Missy burst into applause.
The Riders of Rohan pushed their pointy spears even closer to the group but that didn't deter Becky and Missy.
"Thank you, thank you!" Legolas cried, shifting his bow so Missy and Becky could lean on both his shoulders. Becky whipped out her camera and all three grinned wide smiles as she clicked away.
"I SWEAR!" Aragorn hissed underneath his breath. He pushed down Legolas' arm and pulled Becky and Missy away from him. He also confiscated the camera. "The three of you DON'T MOVE, DON'T SPEAK, DON'T EVEN BREATHE."
"But if we don't breathe..." Becky trailed off, eyes wide.
"ALL THREE OF US?!!" Legolas spluttered.
"Does no speaking and breathing mean no laughing?" Missy asked.
"I'm Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas, star of the Herbal Essences commercial.*(At this point, Legolas holds out his arms and Becky and Missy come scampering towards him for another photo op, this time using Missy's camera.)* Those two short, funny-dressed creatures are our fangirls, Becky and Missy from a distant land. We are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, your King," Aragorn introduced, nodding in turn.
He sighed in exasperation when he saw that Gimli had also joined the little fangirl group behind him and now all four of them were fighting to be in front of the camera.
"Ai Elbereth!" Aragorn snatched the camera away and gave iceberg-melting glares to all four of them.
"Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe," Éomer said. He removed his helmet. "Not even his own kin."
The Rohirrim withdrew their spears.
"Ooh! You have helmet hair, honey!" Becky dove at him, comb and brush in hand. She grabbed a thick handful of his blond hair and pulled him into a kneeling position. She beckoned to Missy who came with the hairspray, hairnet and curlers.
"Um, hello," was all Éomer could say as Becky attempted a zigzag part down the middle of his head.
"You know. He IS kinda cute," Missy pointed out, brushing out the ends of Éomer's hair.
"You know, I think you're right, cuzzy. He IS kinda cute," Becky said. "But these facial wipes will make him CUTE, not KINDA cute."
Becky whipped out her pack of facial wipes and began scrubbing Éomer's nose with a bright pink one.
"See? Perfect!!!" Missy said as she looped Éomer's hair back to the way it was and applying a heavy dosage of hair spray. She entrusted to him a brand- new bottle of hairspray. "See? You'll never have to worry about helmet hair ever again?"
"Thank you," Éomer nodded at the two cousins. And then...GASP...he SMILED.
Becky's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. She stared at Éomer with a new look in her eyes.
"Oh no! I know that look!" Missy said, hands fluttering to her mouth in shock. "She's found a new obsession." (AUTHOR'S NOTE TO READERS: I have liked Karl Urban/Éomer since I saw TTT but mewahhahhahha, I can't love him like I love my Leggy.)
"HUH?" Legolas, Aragorn and Éomer echoed.
At that exact moment, Becky flung herself at Éomer and peppered him with bright, pink glossy kisses. "Ooh! So huggable!"
"My, my, my. Aren't you a handsome boy?" Becky pinched his cheeks and giggled.
Suddenly Missy appeared and hugged Éomer. All this time, the poor man was still stuck in a very uncomfortable kneeling position.
"HELP? Somebody, anybody? Anyone at all?" Éomer said, attempting to get to his feet but finding out the hard way that he couldn't move because of the two fangirls latched on to him.
Becky pulled out her extra camera. "Smile, Éomer honey!"
Becky, Missy and Éomer grinned from ear-to-ear and gazed into the camera with the air of supermodels.
"What did the two of you call yourselves? Fangirls?" Éomer asked, still grinning.
"Yep. We are your only fangirls currently present. The rest are stuck back on Earth," Missy explained.
"Ooh. I have Earth fangirls," Éomer said. He took the camera from Becky and used it to snap a picture of the Rohirrim who immediately began jostling for a good position in front of the camera.
"Ooh! We have to give him chocolate!" Becky said and began emptying her pockets. Soon Éomer was loaded up with bags of Hershey's Kisses and Milky Way bars.
Missy began distributing among the riders.
"AHEM!" Legolas and Aragorn ahemmed. They stood off to the side, arms folded and eyes glaring. They hadn't tasted candy for a good while now and they were very angry.
"Those fangirls ARE OURS," Legolas declared. He came round to Éomer's side and detached Becky. "This one is mine. The other belongs to Aragorn."
At this Aragorn came, plucked Missy off, tossed her over his shoulder and went to stand at Legolas' side. "They're ours and you can't have them. Nyah, nyah, nyah."
"Me wantsie huggie Éomer suggie," Becky pouted, reaching for Éomer but Legolas had now tossed her over his shoulder.
Éomer contemplated fighting back from his fangirls but the glare he received from Legolas made him change his mind.
"Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over this land. My company are those loyal to Rohan. And for that, we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here and there they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets," Éomer aimed a glare of his own at Legolas who glared right back.
"We are not spies. We track a band of Uruk-Hai westward across the plain. They have taken two of our friends captive," Aragorn replied, rather snappily. He swatted away Becky and Missy who were attempting to stretch towards Éomer.
"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night," Éomer replied.
"But there were two Hobbits, did you see two Hobbits with them?" Gimli cut in, sounding desperate.
"They would be small, only children to your eyes," Aragorn replied.
"Like those children?" Éomer asked, inching back towards his fangirls.
"Ha! OUR fangirls, not yours!" Legolas plucked out an arrow and jabbed it menacingly at Éomer. "Go buy your own."
"We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them," he pointed into the distance, where a pile of dead Uruk-hai lay, still smoking.
"Dead?!" was all poor Gimli could say. Legolas patted him comfortingly on the back.
"My baby needs love!" Becky said. She flung her arms around Legolas' neck and covered him with kisses. "Yes, you are Good Elfypoo, yes you are, yes you are!"
Legolas stuck his tongue out at Éomer over Becky's shoulder and he glared back.
"Well? Condolences would be nice," Aragorn said, drumming his fingers on his sword.
"FINE. I am sorry," Éomer said. "Are we happy now, Dirty Aragorn, son of even dirtier Arathorn?"
"Don't you be talking bout my Daddy!" Aragorn pulled out his sword and waved the hilt menacingly.
"Ooh, my Aragorn is so brave!" Missy flung herself into his arms. Aragorn made a triumphant face at Éomer.
"Hasufel! Arod!" Éomer called and two rider less horses came forward.
"Pretty horses!" Becky noted.
"May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell. Look for your friends, but do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands," Éomer hopped onto his horse. "Farewell, MY beloved fangirls. I hope that I shall see you soon!"
He turned to the Rohirrim. "We ride north!"
"Bye, Éomer hon! We love ya!" Becky called and waved goodbye to him.
Then she noticed the horse nuzzling up against Legolas.
"HEY! THAT'S MY ELF! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HUGGING HIM NOT YOU!" Becky pushed away the horse, who came nuzzling back.
Legolas had to separate Becky and the horse quickly before poor Becky suffered serious damage from a very lethal back kick from the horse.
"Who's going to ride with who?" Missy asked. Within an instant, she'd leapt up onto the brown horse. "Come on, Arrers!"
Aragorn shrugged and got on in front of Missy. "Hold on."
Missy grinned from ear-to-ear as she flung her arms around Aragorn's waist and hooked onto him.
"I didn't say strangle me to death. I said HOLD on," poor Aragorn replied.
"I don't like riding horses," Becky said, pouting. "I'm not getting up on that thing."
The horse neighed in protest and glared.
"You liked riding Bill, didn't you?" Missy put in, from behind Aragorn.
"WAAAAAAAAAH! BILL!!" that sent Becky into tears. "Besides, Bill was a pony!"
"May the Valar forgive me," Legolas sighed. He grabbed Becky about the waist and tossed her up on the white horse. He got on in front of her and Gimli climbed on behind Becky.
They rode across to the pile of carcasses, Becky yelping for dear life all along the way.
Gimli began searching through the ashes and the bodies. He came across a charred belt and a sword sheath.
"It's one of their wee belts," Gimli said, holding it up with tears in his eyes.
Becky and Missy completely broke down and hugged each other tightly.
"Hiro hyn hîdh ab 'wanath," Legolas said, quietly in Elven prayer.
"Huh?" Missy asked, cocking her head at Legolas.
"May they find peace after death," Becky said, nodding at Legolas who nodded back.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aragorn snarled in frustration. He kicked an Orc helmet with all his strength and dropped to his knees.
"This was when Viggo broke his toes," Becky said, nodding knowingly. "At least I thinkie so."
"We failed them," Gimli said, disbelief thick in his voice.
Aragorn seemed about to say something but something caught his eye.
"A Hobbit lay here....and the other," Aragorn said, clearing the grass with his hands.
"What the fuzzy is he talking about?" Legolas whispered to Gimli.
"I ALWAYS knew he was a little wacky," Gimli whispered back.
*FLASHBACK: Pippin screams as he looks up at a pair of hooves coming closer. He rolls over.*
"They crawled," Aragorn said, crawling across the ground.
"How cool! Is this follow the leader?" Becky dropped to her knees and crawled behind Aragorn.
"Follow the leader?" Legolas echoed.
"Just do EXACTLY what he's doing," Missy instructed.
*FLASHBACK: Merry and Pippin crawl away frantically from the scene of the fight.*
"Their hands were bound!" Aragorn said, picking up a bit of rope.
*FLASHBACK: Pippin rubs his bonds desperately over an abandoned, upturned blade*
"Their bonds were cut. They ran over here.... they were followed," Aragorn said, running along. In his wake, came Becky, Missy, Legolas and Gimli all running along too.
*Flashback: Their hands finally freed, the hobbits run away from the battle scene, dodging under a horse as Uruk-hai bodies fell all around them. As they flee, Random Orc 546 grabs Pippin by his belt and clings on.
"The belt!" Pippin cried. Merry undid his belt and Random Orc 546 is left holding the belt and the hobbits ran off.
"Run!" Pippin yelled.
"The tracks lead away from the battle, into.... Fangorn Forest," Aragorn said, glancing up. Everyone else stopped playing follow the leader and paused to gape at the huge, menacing forest before them.
"Fangorn! What madness drew them there?" Gimli asked, shocked.
"The same madness that's gonna drive US in there," Becky piped up.
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Also terribly terribly sorry about portraying Aragorn a bit violent.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Lord of the Rings and all that is associated with it. The only thing I own is this story and myself. Missy owns herself.
Chapter 24: Photo Ops, Helmet Hair, Jealous Stars and Straying Fangirls
Dawn had broken upon the plains of Rohan. The Three Hunters and the Two Annoyances raced on, in hot pursuit of the Uruk-hai.
"Aragorn?! Aragorn? Aragorn? Aragorn? Aragorn?" Becky said, knowing that it would seriously get to Aragorn. "Can we stop, please? I'm sleepy!"
"We are on their trail, we must continue!" Aragorn replied, through clenched teeth. He had been seriously contemplating knocking her out with the hilt of his sword and throwing her into the nearest stream.
"But I'm tired and hungry and sleepy," Becky went on. She stopped dead in her tracks. "I'M NOT MOVING ANOTHER INCH AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Oh yes I can!" Aragorn said, poking Becky in the shoulder. "We have to keep going."
"DIDN'T I JUST SAY I WASN'T GOING ANYWHERE?!!!" Becky said, hands on hips, eyes narrowed. "Nyah nyah nyah. You can't make me!"
"Come on, Becky," Missy said, finally piping in. "Let's keep going. Only a little further."
"Yes, listen to your cousin Missy," Aragorn said, gesturing with a smile to Missy who beamed. Becky glared at her cousin.
"You Aragorn suck-up!" Becky said, folding her arms now.
"Legolas suck-up!" Missy retorted.
"Will the two of you BE QUIET?" Aragorn said. "Now we're hot on the trail. We must keep running. Only a bit further."
"Why can't we WALK?" Becky suggested.
Aragorn screamed in despair and dove at Becky, the hilt of his sword aimed at her head, and visions of streams dancing in HIS head.
"A red dawn rises. Blood has been spilt this night," Legolas interjected, neatly stealing Aragorn's sword as he sprinted by.
"Oooh! Lovely yummy hot hot Elf!" Becky said, immediately taking off after Legolas.
"Why didn't I think of that?" Aragorn said, scratching his greasy black mop. "HEY! COME BACK HERE WITH MY SWORD!"
A good way across the plains, Becky had somehow managed to tackle Legolas and was now smothering him with hugs and kisses. (The poor Elf said something about ten rocks suddenly taking flight over his head and appearing directly in his path.)
"OFF! GET HER OFF ME!" Legolas said, trying to disentangle the brown haired bundle that was clinging to him. He had managed to get to his feet, however. "Ew! Don't kiss me! Fangirl germs."
Aragorn grabbed Becky by the scruff of her Orlando Bloom t-shirt and attempted to pull her off Legolas. Instead she hooked her pink flowered false nails deeper into his tunic.
"Ouch! Hey, watch the clothes!" Legolas said as he attempted to pull off Becky's hands.
"Missy will you help me?" Aragorn asked, gesturing to Missy. Missy took hold of another piece of Becky's shirt and pulled.
Suddenly the sounds of horses were heard and a loud, piercing whistle. Aragorn quickly ushered them behind some large, strategically placed boulders.
A large group of men on beautiful horses, appeared. Their banners were flying proudly in the breeze. As soon as they had passed, Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, Becky and Missy came out from hiding.
"Riders of Rohan! What news from the Mark?" Aragorn called out.
"And he is supposed to be the future King? He's gonna get all of you'll killed by just yelling to the possible enemy 'hey, do you guys want some cookies?'" Becky put in.
"WHAT?" Legolas turned to Becky, eyebrows lifted. "Did anyone understand what she just said?"
"Does anyone?" Aragorn replied, exasperatedly.
They turned their attention back to the riders, who from a signal from Éomer who was at the lead, they made a turn and headed towards the Three Hunters and the Two Annoyances and they surrounded them. The Riders closed in on them surrounding them in a tight circle. They pointed their long spears menacingly at them.
The Three Hunters stood back to back and Aragorn pushed Becky and Missy behind him and Legolas. The girls in turn clung to them.
"What business does an Elf, a man, a Dwarf and two strangely attired little girls have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!" Éomer said.
"That's MY BUSINESS!" Missy shot back, clinging ever tighter to Aragorn. "And that's an insult. I DO NOT dress strangely."
"Give me your name, horsemaster, and I shall give you mine," Gimli cut in.
Éomer dismounted his horse and came towards the circle, eyes narrowing. "I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground."
Legolas immediately strung his bow and pointed it at Éomer. "You would die before your stroke fell!"
"YAY!" Becky and Missy burst into applause.
The Riders of Rohan pushed their pointy spears even closer to the group but that didn't deter Becky and Missy.
"Thank you, thank you!" Legolas cried, shifting his bow so Missy and Becky could lean on both his shoulders. Becky whipped out her camera and all three grinned wide smiles as she clicked away.
"I SWEAR!" Aragorn hissed underneath his breath. He pushed down Legolas' arm and pulled Becky and Missy away from him. He also confiscated the camera. "The three of you DON'T MOVE, DON'T SPEAK, DON'T EVEN BREATHE."
"But if we don't breathe..." Becky trailed off, eyes wide.
"ALL THREE OF US?!!" Legolas spluttered.
"Does no speaking and breathing mean no laughing?" Missy asked.
"I'm Aragorn, son of Arathorn. This is Gimli, son of Gloin, and Legolas, star of the Herbal Essences commercial.*(At this point, Legolas holds out his arms and Becky and Missy come scampering towards him for another photo op, this time using Missy's camera.)* Those two short, funny-dressed creatures are our fangirls, Becky and Missy from a distant land. We are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, your King," Aragorn introduced, nodding in turn.
He sighed in exasperation when he saw that Gimli had also joined the little fangirl group behind him and now all four of them were fighting to be in front of the camera.
"Ai Elbereth!" Aragorn snatched the camera away and gave iceberg-melting glares to all four of them.
"Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe," Éomer said. He removed his helmet. "Not even his own kin."
The Rohirrim withdrew their spears.
"Ooh! You have helmet hair, honey!" Becky dove at him, comb and brush in hand. She grabbed a thick handful of his blond hair and pulled him into a kneeling position. She beckoned to Missy who came with the hairspray, hairnet and curlers.
"Um, hello," was all Éomer could say as Becky attempted a zigzag part down the middle of his head.
"You know. He IS kinda cute," Missy pointed out, brushing out the ends of Éomer's hair.
"You know, I think you're right, cuzzy. He IS kinda cute," Becky said. "But these facial wipes will make him CUTE, not KINDA cute."
Becky whipped out her pack of facial wipes and began scrubbing Éomer's nose with a bright pink one.
"See? Perfect!!!" Missy said as she looped Éomer's hair back to the way it was and applying a heavy dosage of hair spray. She entrusted to him a brand- new bottle of hairspray. "See? You'll never have to worry about helmet hair ever again?"
"Thank you," Éomer nodded at the two cousins. And then...GASP...he SMILED.
Becky's eyes went wide and her jaw dropped. She stared at Éomer with a new look in her eyes.
"Oh no! I know that look!" Missy said, hands fluttering to her mouth in shock. "She's found a new obsession." (AUTHOR'S NOTE TO READERS: I have liked Karl Urban/Éomer since I saw TTT but mewahhahhahha, I can't love him like I love my Leggy.)
"HUH?" Legolas, Aragorn and Éomer echoed.
At that exact moment, Becky flung herself at Éomer and peppered him with bright, pink glossy kisses. "Ooh! So huggable!"
"My, my, my. Aren't you a handsome boy?" Becky pinched his cheeks and giggled.
Suddenly Missy appeared and hugged Éomer. All this time, the poor man was still stuck in a very uncomfortable kneeling position.
"HELP? Somebody, anybody? Anyone at all?" Éomer said, attempting to get to his feet but finding out the hard way that he couldn't move because of the two fangirls latched on to him.
Becky pulled out her extra camera. "Smile, Éomer honey!"
Becky, Missy and Éomer grinned from ear-to-ear and gazed into the camera with the air of supermodels.
"What did the two of you call yourselves? Fangirls?" Éomer asked, still grinning.
"Yep. We are your only fangirls currently present. The rest are stuck back on Earth," Missy explained.
"Ooh. I have Earth fangirls," Éomer said. He took the camera from Becky and used it to snap a picture of the Rohirrim who immediately began jostling for a good position in front of the camera.
"Ooh! We have to give him chocolate!" Becky said and began emptying her pockets. Soon Éomer was loaded up with bags of Hershey's Kisses and Milky Way bars.
Missy began distributing among the riders.
"AHEM!" Legolas and Aragorn ahemmed. They stood off to the side, arms folded and eyes glaring. They hadn't tasted candy for a good while now and they were very angry.
"Those fangirls ARE OURS," Legolas declared. He came round to Éomer's side and detached Becky. "This one is mine. The other belongs to Aragorn."
At this Aragorn came, plucked Missy off, tossed her over his shoulder and went to stand at Legolas' side. "They're ours and you can't have them. Nyah, nyah, nyah."
"Me wantsie huggie Éomer suggie," Becky pouted, reaching for Éomer but Legolas had now tossed her over his shoulder.
Éomer contemplated fighting back from his fangirls but the glare he received from Legolas made him change his mind.
"Saruman has poisoned the mind of the king and claimed lordship over this land. My company are those loyal to Rohan. And for that, we are banished. The White Wizard is cunning. He walks here and there they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets," Éomer aimed a glare of his own at Legolas who glared right back.
"We are not spies. We track a band of Uruk-Hai westward across the plain. They have taken two of our friends captive," Aragorn replied, rather snappily. He swatted away Becky and Missy who were attempting to stretch towards Éomer.
"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them during the night," Éomer replied.
"But there were two Hobbits, did you see two Hobbits with them?" Gimli cut in, sounding desperate.
"They would be small, only children to your eyes," Aragorn replied.
"Like those children?" Éomer asked, inching back towards his fangirls.
"Ha! OUR fangirls, not yours!" Legolas plucked out an arrow and jabbed it menacingly at Éomer. "Go buy your own."
"We left none alive. We piled the carcasses and burned them," he pointed into the distance, where a pile of dead Uruk-hai lay, still smoking.
"Dead?!" was all poor Gimli could say. Legolas patted him comfortingly on the back.
"My baby needs love!" Becky said. She flung her arms around Legolas' neck and covered him with kisses. "Yes, you are Good Elfypoo, yes you are, yes you are!"
Legolas stuck his tongue out at Éomer over Becky's shoulder and he glared back.
"Well? Condolences would be nice," Aragorn said, drumming his fingers on his sword.
"FINE. I am sorry," Éomer said. "Are we happy now, Dirty Aragorn, son of even dirtier Arathorn?"
"Don't you be talking bout my Daddy!" Aragorn pulled out his sword and waved the hilt menacingly.
"Ooh, my Aragorn is so brave!" Missy flung herself into his arms. Aragorn made a triumphant face at Éomer.
"Hasufel! Arod!" Éomer called and two rider less horses came forward.
"Pretty horses!" Becky noted.
"May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters. Farewell. Look for your friends, but do not trust to hope. It has forsaken these lands," Éomer hopped onto his horse. "Farewell, MY beloved fangirls. I hope that I shall see you soon!"
He turned to the Rohirrim. "We ride north!"
"Bye, Éomer hon! We love ya!" Becky called and waved goodbye to him.
Then she noticed the horse nuzzling up against Legolas.
"HEY! THAT'S MY ELF! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HUGGING HIM NOT YOU!" Becky pushed away the horse, who came nuzzling back.
Legolas had to separate Becky and the horse quickly before poor Becky suffered serious damage from a very lethal back kick from the horse.
"Who's going to ride with who?" Missy asked. Within an instant, she'd leapt up onto the brown horse. "Come on, Arrers!"
Aragorn shrugged and got on in front of Missy. "Hold on."
Missy grinned from ear-to-ear as she flung her arms around Aragorn's waist and hooked onto him.
"I didn't say strangle me to death. I said HOLD on," poor Aragorn replied.
"I don't like riding horses," Becky said, pouting. "I'm not getting up on that thing."
The horse neighed in protest and glared.
"You liked riding Bill, didn't you?" Missy put in, from behind Aragorn.
"WAAAAAAAAAH! BILL!!" that sent Becky into tears. "Besides, Bill was a pony!"
"May the Valar forgive me," Legolas sighed. He grabbed Becky about the waist and tossed her up on the white horse. He got on in front of her and Gimli climbed on behind Becky.
They rode across to the pile of carcasses, Becky yelping for dear life all along the way.
Gimli began searching through the ashes and the bodies. He came across a charred belt and a sword sheath.
"It's one of their wee belts," Gimli said, holding it up with tears in his eyes.
Becky and Missy completely broke down and hugged each other tightly.
"Hiro hyn hîdh ab 'wanath," Legolas said, quietly in Elven prayer.
"Huh?" Missy asked, cocking her head at Legolas.
"May they find peace after death," Becky said, nodding at Legolas who nodded back.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aragorn snarled in frustration. He kicked an Orc helmet with all his strength and dropped to his knees.
"This was when Viggo broke his toes," Becky said, nodding knowingly. "At least I thinkie so."
"We failed them," Gimli said, disbelief thick in his voice.
Aragorn seemed about to say something but something caught his eye.
"A Hobbit lay here....and the other," Aragorn said, clearing the grass with his hands.
"What the fuzzy is he talking about?" Legolas whispered to Gimli.
"I ALWAYS knew he was a little wacky," Gimli whispered back.
*FLASHBACK: Pippin screams as he looks up at a pair of hooves coming closer. He rolls over.*
"They crawled," Aragorn said, crawling across the ground.
"How cool! Is this follow the leader?" Becky dropped to her knees and crawled behind Aragorn.
"Follow the leader?" Legolas echoed.
"Just do EXACTLY what he's doing," Missy instructed.
*FLASHBACK: Merry and Pippin crawl away frantically from the scene of the fight.*
"Their hands were bound!" Aragorn said, picking up a bit of rope.
*FLASHBACK: Pippin rubs his bonds desperately over an abandoned, upturned blade*
"Their bonds were cut. They ran over here.... they were followed," Aragorn said, running along. In his wake, came Becky, Missy, Legolas and Gimli all running along too.
*Flashback: Their hands finally freed, the hobbits run away from the battle scene, dodging under a horse as Uruk-hai bodies fell all around them. As they flee, Random Orc 546 grabs Pippin by his belt and clings on.
"The belt!" Pippin cried. Merry undid his belt and Random Orc 546 is left holding the belt and the hobbits ran off.
"Run!" Pippin yelled.
"The tracks lead away from the battle, into.... Fangorn Forest," Aragorn said, glancing up. Everyone else stopped playing follow the leader and paused to gape at the huge, menacing forest before them.
"Fangorn! What madness drew them there?" Gimli asked, shocked.
"The same madness that's gonna drive US in there," Becky piped up.
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Mewahhaaaaaaaa! Chapter 24 is over!!! Here are your notes:
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um good story but would legolas be a bit -put out by a girl he doesn't know sittinh on his lap-ehmmmmmmmmmm..thank you.
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