Characters-JRR Tolkien

I know my story lacks environmental descriptions, when I'm more concerned with the communication between the characters. Or to be honest I'm just really bad at it… Thank you for giving me all those nice reviews.

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New Friendship

The unexpected happened, Gimli started sobbing. Legolas got a sad look to his face and moved up to his knees. Should he say something? He felt bad for the dwarf, but they were obviously not friends, and besides, had not Legolas just wanted to break his nose? Legolas regretted his fierce intentions before and remained in his spot. Gimli's quiet sobs mingled with the cheerful sounds from the far end of the hallway. It was a strange and uncomfortable setting, and Legolas wished he were back in Mirkwood. He hadn't wanted to come here in the first place, but the king had made him. And Legolas seldom disagreed with his father.

"Aragorn! I hate you!" Gimli's cry made Legolas jump out of his thoughts. Legolas looked up at Aragorn, which did not seem to compassionate, "Get up, you crying baby…" He turned his back to them and shook his head and mumbled to himself, "By Valinor…"

Legolas thought he was the reason for the unfriendly atmosphere. If he hadn't tried to hit Gimli in the first place, none of this would have happened. Or if he just had kept his big mouth shut, Aragorn and Gimli would still have been friends. Legolas grimaced and felt his mouth aching, "nh" he uttered quietly and felt with his tongue at the open wound.

"And you…" Aragorn turned to the elf and smirked, "you can just prepare yourself for more punches during the games" Legolas was speculating whether he should take it as an insult or just a friendly teas, when Gimli, suddenly seemed to have brightened up and shouted, "And so should you! My dear, evil human friend!" "Hah!" Aragorn frowned, "I'll concur all of you! With my eyes closed!" Gimli's tears had dried, but his eyes were still red and glossy. With a fierce look he starred at his friend, shocked but excited over what he was hearing. "And I'll do it with my arms tied on my back!" Gimli gasped and got on his feet ready to shout back, when Legolas suddenly interfered in the conversation, "how will you hold you weapon?" Legolas wondered. Again, he understood that he had said something foolish, from the wondrous looks on the other two. Then Aragorn reached out a hand and laughed, "Heh he… I wont even need my legs to take you, my thin-skinned friend"

Had Aragorn Il Ellesar just called him his, Friend? He let him self be pulled up by the human's strong arm, "will see about that…" Legolas said quietly, "round ear…" Finally he had managed to say something of a little worth, and had stirred up something in Aragorn's grey eyes. "Ah! Is that a challenge, young elf"?

"I think it is Aragorn!" Gimli smiled and gave Legolas a friendly punch to his shoulder, "Sorry about the lip. However, I think it suits your costly face" Legolas smiled shyly and looked down. "All right ladies, now that Legless has the right look, should we all go horseback riding?" Aragorn suggested. Gimli had many soft spots, being called a lady was one of them, and soon he was chasing after Aragorn down the halls.

They had not noticed the figure that had been watching them that last few minutes. Legolas had been too happy and absorbed of the moment that he too had overlooked his father's angry eyes, gleaming from the shadow. "Come with me" Thranduil said and walked into another room. Legolas followed, knowing what was coming.

The silence was worse that any offensive remark, "I…" Legolas started cautiously, but only a look from his father could keep him silent. "I see you are making friend…" Thranduil started. "Yes, Gimli and Aragorn! They are nice father!" Legolas started happily, "Um, I mean my Lord… King…" Legolas last words got overpowered with the sound of his father's hand slapping him hard across his cheek, "You are acting like a fool Legolas!" His father shouted, "A dwarf? The next king of Mirkwood is on the floor, with a dwarf?" The slap was burning on his cheek, but he did not dare to move. Thranduil starred with discontent on his son before he rubbed his hand and told Legolas to go to his room for the night, "There will be no further exchanges with the other two, with exception in The Games" Then he shook his head and frowned, "Look at your self, prince of Mirkwood. Go clean your face!" Thinking that his father had left, Legolas said in low voice, "Well, I'm good at hiding my wounds…" He cringed of fear when his father re entered the room, "What?" he asked harshly, "what was that my son?" Legolas walked backward until the wall stopped him from getting any further, "Nothing I just…UNHH!" Legolas jerked forward and gripped his stomach that his father had just hit. He gasped for air and fell to his knees. "Get up son! Your behaviour is highly alarming" Legolas staggered to his feet, coughing, with his arms clutched around his stomach. "Follow me" King Thranduil said and guided his shattered son up to his room.

Aragorn ran behind a pillar when he heard the two elves coming out the door. When they had vanished around the corner he ran back to lord Elrond as fast as he good.

"Elrond! Elrond!" Aragorn hissed in Elrond's ear, "I have to talk to you!" The table was still crowded, and without attracting too much attention, Elrond followed Aragorn out of the dining room.

"This better be important Aragorn! If you lost Gimli again, you have to go find him yourself…" "Gimli hit Legolas!" Aragorn whispered, "Then I pushed him and he fell to the floor and started bleeding but then Thranduil came along and hurt him!" Aragorn could see how the eyes of the elf widened to his information, but continued, "Elrond, he hit him!" Elrond glared for a moment, before he asked, "You, Gimli and Thranduil were fighting Legolas as a team? Together?" "Nooo! Gimli and I hit him first, then we made friends, and then Thranduil hit him!" Elrond narrowed his eyes and lost his friendly tone, "Aragorn, did you hit Legolas" "NO, I push…" Aragorn stopped for a moment and felt all the guilt in the world swell into his mind. Confused and feeling miserable, Aragorn held his words and felt a tear glide down his cheek. After a while of endless silence, Elrond sat down to his knees, "Aragorn, if you made friends with Legolas I am happy to hear that. However, it is not our place to question how Thranduil is raising his children" Elrond laid a hand of comfort on Aragorn's head and started to walk back to his guests.

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