OMG!!!!! I just couldn't believe that I got reviews and good ones too!! I
am sooo happyhappyhappy that this is going well (skips madly in circles
than flops back into computer chair). Phew. Amanda if you are reading this
I am a happyhappyhappy person. Thanks especially to Enna, who pointed out I
need to replace Sam too, and was my very FIRST review
ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Much love to all the fans of The
Second Fellership.
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Ennauriel-WOW I want more write more already hohum people review cause I want the fellowship to hurry up and get back together (no not like that)^_^ hey you have to replace Boromir Frodo and Sam cause Sam left later on to hm interesting! Anyway I loved it Seeya Enna I hope it's ok that I put this in here.those were her exact words! Yay! But anyway, you heard her, people, REVIEW REVIEWREVIEW it doesn't even have to be long. No reviews, no story. I like this power.mwahahahahahahamwahahahahamwabwahahahaha
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Disclaimer: All characters (and the Simarillion, which is another Tolkien book) are Tolkien's, except for Carthera, Arawen, the dwarflings (I copied the names), Noruas, oh bah. Everything besides Tolkien's stuff is MINE MINE MINE
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Chapter Two: Finding Old Friends
The first thing Legolas did when he got back to The Mainland was take a bath. His muscular body was in top shape and the steam rising from the water caresses his smooth, perfect face. Unfortunately, as the water grew sudsy, the more *interesting* parts of this picture of perfection were hidden. Several of the maids hiding in the doorway sneaking an eyeful sighed in disappointment and returned to their tasks. Some of the wiser ones waited until he began to dress. Before anything else, he performed a nude rendition of The Simarillion, A Musical. After that, he brushed and braided his silky blonde hair, lightly bleached to perfection by the sunlight on the seas. Once all laced back into his form-fitting elven garments (I wonder how long it takes to undo all those laces? He should let me try sometime ;-) He decided to visit Gandalf first, and took off before nightfall to Isengard, which Gandalf had remodeled and was now living in. The roof was converted to be Glarewyn the eagle's nest, where he and his mate were raising two young Great Eagles. As Legolas approached the Tower, he noticed that there were many other horses gathered around the base. His keen, deep blue elven eyes missed nothing. Perhaps it was time for the annual Disco Ball featuring the Palantir.??
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Gimli the Dwarf was very content. It had taken him ten years, but he had successfully restored the former glory of his cousin Balin's kingdom. Moria. He had a good life. He was married to a dwarven princess, Carthera, and he had three dwarflings: Balin, Galadriel, and Legolas. He had been very amused at himself when he named the last two after elves. Carthera didn't find this very amusing at all. In fact, she had the temper of an angry Balrog for the next week. So he let her pick the middle names. They were: Florentine, Garnessafinahano, and Dudley. That was probably the worst mistake of his life, besides the time he put his bedroll next to Legolas. I mean, they look so gentle during the day. Ah, those were the days (forgive the clichés) (WOW that RHYMED! Go me). Gimli missed the adventures of the Fellowship; however, it was nice to be surrounded by all dwarves again. No more prissy elves saying, "We elves have delicate complexions and mustn't get filthy orc blood on ourselves." (heck, he didn't even know what a complexion was) and "I brush my hair ten times a day and I can still kill a thousand orcs in between." (That was a downright lie; because everyone knows it takes an elf male two hours to fix their hair "properly" and a female even more). Here in the mines, it was a rough and tumble life. Ahh yes. Just as he was settling down in his mithril throne for a nap, a messenger burst in shouting, "My lord! There is an elven spy among us! He insists upon coming to see you! I tried to hold him back but.. oof" Legolas Greenleaf hit the dwarf hard on the back of the head with his White Knife. The hilt, mind you. He didn't want to make Gimlikins mad at him. Gimli had his axe out in a flash and drew it back, ready to hurl it at the intruder, when he realized it was Legolas. His eyes bugged as the centrifugal force of the axe swinging behind him caused him to spin in circles uncontrollably. Legolas watched with his jaw hanging down. I never realized that Gimli knew ballet, he thought. Just then, Gimli, whose hands were numb from the lack of heating (Dratted heating goblins), let go of the axe. It whistled by Legolas' head, but cut off half of his silky locks (nooooooooo sorry I had to put something of a plot in there)!!!!!!! Legolas said, "Well, that was close." The dwarf just stared. "Gimli? Gimli are you all right?" He stepped closer and poked him on the forehead, whereupon he fell flat on his back. This seemed to revive him, and he shouted, "No! Legolas! Please do not kill me please!" Legolas looked puzzled, and Gimli gulped and pointed towards the wrought mithril mirror on the cave wall. "Yes Gimli. That's a very pretty mirror you have. Mithril I'd say. Is it new?" Gimli panted "Go..look..in..please..have ..mercy!" Legolas strode over to the looking glass obligingly, and looked in it with great confidence at his beauty, but gasped at what he saw. Half of his hair was gone. He screamed and ran out of the Great Hall of Gimli, leaving him lying unconscious on the floor.
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Legolas gasped as he burst out of Moria. No one must see him in such a mussed state. Pulling up the hood on his elven cloak, He decided to go back to Gandalf and ask for some hair repair (another rhyme! yes!). He hadn't been holding a disco ball after all, but it turned out that he was actually holding a White Council!!! It's not exactly a good thing to walk in on one of those, but seeing as he was summoned there to BE ON THE COUNCIL (which is a huge honor) he wasn't in trouble. The following is a record of the meeting as recorded by Arawen, daughter of Queen Arwen and King Aragorn of Gondor:
A dazed elf walks in halfway through the meeting. Says he is Legolas Prince of Mirkwood. Stares at my stunning beauty.
Gandalf: Arawen, stop praising yourself. You are so vain and Legolas is NOT staring at you. Right, Legolas? Legolas?
Arawen to self: Curse all wizardly seeing powers. Giggles. He is still staring. He's rather hot, too. I think I'll hit on him ASAP.
Gandalf: Arawen, we could very easily replace you.
Council: Murmurs in agreement. As always.
Gandalf: ARAWEN CUT IT OUT YOU SPOILED PRINCESS!!! Okay, use your wide imaginations to replace the last two words and there you have the verbatim quote.
Arawen: Fine, fine.
Legolas takes seat to the right of Gandalf.
Gandalf: Legolas, a new evil is swiftly rising in the remains of Mordor. It appears to us that Sauron had a child, before he turned to the darkness, and afterwards completely ignored him. Now, he is angry at his father's death and seeks to wreak havoc on all of Middle Earth as his father wished to. His name is Noruas. He is, if possible, a more powerful Maia than Sauron himself. He is gathering dark creatures from the depths of the earth, and he has forged an amulet in Mount Doom in a similar fashion of the One Ring. It is in the shape of a flying snake with a black diamond in the center. It contains the power of a Morsila, or black star. If it is broken, all of middle earth will be sucked into its vortex and killed. So he is seemingly indestructible.
Legolas (sexily): What has all this got to do with me?
Gandalf (shooting rapid glares in my direction): This is a grave situation, Arawen. Legolas, I need you to reunite the fellowship. Noruas has created nine fell beasts. They are called Taerg Balorns. They have the appearance of humans, but their eyes are fire. They need neither food nor drink and are neither living nor dead. He sees what they see. They are what he is. All are bonded, and never broken. The fate of Middle earth depends on you. Will you do it?
Legolas (seriously): Yes.
Arawen to self: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Gandalf (sadly): Very well then. I will lend you Shadowfax. Go first to the realm of the Elves of Lothlorien. There are a few who have remained there and are recovering its former glory. I am sure many would be willing to help you there. Go, now, and find the other four: Gimli, Aragorn, Merry, and Pippin. I will join you when the time is right. May the Force.er..speed be with you.
***
Oh, well. So he hadn't really gone to Lorien first. He had forgotten how pretty Arawen was, but even though her father and mother weren't sissies, she was. Never touched a bow in her life. Very disappointing. Pulling a flask out of his saddle bag, he unstopped it and drank one drop. Instantly, his hair was revitalized. Trust Gandalf to know exactly what he needed. Feeling very brave, He whispered a few words in Shadowfax's ear. He took of at a run into the sunset, and as they went a shadow covered the plains behind him, and somewhere far away a single tear dropped from Gandalf's eye.
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A/N: HOW IS THAT FOR A DRAMATIC ENDING????? BESTSELLERS LIST HERE I COME!!!! Sorry this took so long to write. I needed LOTS of limeade to get the creative juices flowing. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Laugh or deal. For all you smarties who have figured out all the cleverness in Noruas and the Morsila, congrats. For those who have brain deficiencies, Noruas is Sauron backwards and Morsila, or Black star, is a Black hole to us. Forgive the prissiness and bad stuff in this chappy, but I was fed up with Kate B. and venting my anger. This was a big pain up the rear to write so you better review or I'll put hair remover in your shampoo and and. something in your toothpaste. I ran out of ideas. Time to click the shiny review button!!!! Romance should start somewhere in the next 2 chappys.
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Ennauriel-WOW I want more write more already hohum people review cause I want the fellowship to hurry up and get back together (no not like that)^_^ hey you have to replace Boromir Frodo and Sam cause Sam left later on to hm interesting! Anyway I loved it Seeya Enna I hope it's ok that I put this in here.those were her exact words! Yay! But anyway, you heard her, people, REVIEW REVIEWREVIEW it doesn't even have to be long. No reviews, no story. I like this power.mwahahahahahahamwahahahahamwabwahahahaha
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Disclaimer: All characters (and the Simarillion, which is another Tolkien book) are Tolkien's, except for Carthera, Arawen, the dwarflings (I copied the names), Noruas, oh bah. Everything besides Tolkien's stuff is MINE MINE MINE
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Chapter Two: Finding Old Friends
The first thing Legolas did when he got back to The Mainland was take a bath. His muscular body was in top shape and the steam rising from the water caresses his smooth, perfect face. Unfortunately, as the water grew sudsy, the more *interesting* parts of this picture of perfection were hidden. Several of the maids hiding in the doorway sneaking an eyeful sighed in disappointment and returned to their tasks. Some of the wiser ones waited until he began to dress. Before anything else, he performed a nude rendition of The Simarillion, A Musical. After that, he brushed and braided his silky blonde hair, lightly bleached to perfection by the sunlight on the seas. Once all laced back into his form-fitting elven garments (I wonder how long it takes to undo all those laces? He should let me try sometime ;-) He decided to visit Gandalf first, and took off before nightfall to Isengard, which Gandalf had remodeled and was now living in. The roof was converted to be Glarewyn the eagle's nest, where he and his mate were raising two young Great Eagles. As Legolas approached the Tower, he noticed that there were many other horses gathered around the base. His keen, deep blue elven eyes missed nothing. Perhaps it was time for the annual Disco Ball featuring the Palantir.??
***
Gimli the Dwarf was very content. It had taken him ten years, but he had successfully restored the former glory of his cousin Balin's kingdom. Moria. He had a good life. He was married to a dwarven princess, Carthera, and he had three dwarflings: Balin, Galadriel, and Legolas. He had been very amused at himself when he named the last two after elves. Carthera didn't find this very amusing at all. In fact, she had the temper of an angry Balrog for the next week. So he let her pick the middle names. They were: Florentine, Garnessafinahano, and Dudley. That was probably the worst mistake of his life, besides the time he put his bedroll next to Legolas. I mean, they look so gentle during the day. Ah, those were the days (forgive the clichés) (WOW that RHYMED! Go me). Gimli missed the adventures of the Fellowship; however, it was nice to be surrounded by all dwarves again. No more prissy elves saying, "We elves have delicate complexions and mustn't get filthy orc blood on ourselves." (heck, he didn't even know what a complexion was) and "I brush my hair ten times a day and I can still kill a thousand orcs in between." (That was a downright lie; because everyone knows it takes an elf male two hours to fix their hair "properly" and a female even more). Here in the mines, it was a rough and tumble life. Ahh yes. Just as he was settling down in his mithril throne for a nap, a messenger burst in shouting, "My lord! There is an elven spy among us! He insists upon coming to see you! I tried to hold him back but.. oof" Legolas Greenleaf hit the dwarf hard on the back of the head with his White Knife. The hilt, mind you. He didn't want to make Gimlikins mad at him. Gimli had his axe out in a flash and drew it back, ready to hurl it at the intruder, when he realized it was Legolas. His eyes bugged as the centrifugal force of the axe swinging behind him caused him to spin in circles uncontrollably. Legolas watched with his jaw hanging down. I never realized that Gimli knew ballet, he thought. Just then, Gimli, whose hands were numb from the lack of heating (Dratted heating goblins), let go of the axe. It whistled by Legolas' head, but cut off half of his silky locks (nooooooooo sorry I had to put something of a plot in there)!!!!!!! Legolas said, "Well, that was close." The dwarf just stared. "Gimli? Gimli are you all right?" He stepped closer and poked him on the forehead, whereupon he fell flat on his back. This seemed to revive him, and he shouted, "No! Legolas! Please do not kill me please!" Legolas looked puzzled, and Gimli gulped and pointed towards the wrought mithril mirror on the cave wall. "Yes Gimli. That's a very pretty mirror you have. Mithril I'd say. Is it new?" Gimli panted "Go..look..in..please..have ..mercy!" Legolas strode over to the looking glass obligingly, and looked in it with great confidence at his beauty, but gasped at what he saw. Half of his hair was gone. He screamed and ran out of the Great Hall of Gimli, leaving him lying unconscious on the floor.
***
Legolas gasped as he burst out of Moria. No one must see him in such a mussed state. Pulling up the hood on his elven cloak, He decided to go back to Gandalf and ask for some hair repair (another rhyme! yes!). He hadn't been holding a disco ball after all, but it turned out that he was actually holding a White Council!!! It's not exactly a good thing to walk in on one of those, but seeing as he was summoned there to BE ON THE COUNCIL (which is a huge honor) he wasn't in trouble. The following is a record of the meeting as recorded by Arawen, daughter of Queen Arwen and King Aragorn of Gondor:
A dazed elf walks in halfway through the meeting. Says he is Legolas Prince of Mirkwood. Stares at my stunning beauty.
Gandalf: Arawen, stop praising yourself. You are so vain and Legolas is NOT staring at you. Right, Legolas? Legolas?
Arawen to self: Curse all wizardly seeing powers. Giggles. He is still staring. He's rather hot, too. I think I'll hit on him ASAP.
Gandalf: Arawen, we could very easily replace you.
Council: Murmurs in agreement. As always.
Gandalf: ARAWEN CUT IT OUT YOU SPOILED PRINCESS!!! Okay, use your wide imaginations to replace the last two words and there you have the verbatim quote.
Arawen: Fine, fine.
Legolas takes seat to the right of Gandalf.
Gandalf: Legolas, a new evil is swiftly rising in the remains of Mordor. It appears to us that Sauron had a child, before he turned to the darkness, and afterwards completely ignored him. Now, he is angry at his father's death and seeks to wreak havoc on all of Middle Earth as his father wished to. His name is Noruas. He is, if possible, a more powerful Maia than Sauron himself. He is gathering dark creatures from the depths of the earth, and he has forged an amulet in Mount Doom in a similar fashion of the One Ring. It is in the shape of a flying snake with a black diamond in the center. It contains the power of a Morsila, or black star. If it is broken, all of middle earth will be sucked into its vortex and killed. So he is seemingly indestructible.
Legolas (sexily): What has all this got to do with me?
Gandalf (shooting rapid glares in my direction): This is a grave situation, Arawen. Legolas, I need you to reunite the fellowship. Noruas has created nine fell beasts. They are called Taerg Balorns. They have the appearance of humans, but their eyes are fire. They need neither food nor drink and are neither living nor dead. He sees what they see. They are what he is. All are bonded, and never broken. The fate of Middle earth depends on you. Will you do it?
Legolas (seriously): Yes.
Arawen to self: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Gandalf (sadly): Very well then. I will lend you Shadowfax. Go first to the realm of the Elves of Lothlorien. There are a few who have remained there and are recovering its former glory. I am sure many would be willing to help you there. Go, now, and find the other four: Gimli, Aragorn, Merry, and Pippin. I will join you when the time is right. May the Force.er..speed be with you.
***
Oh, well. So he hadn't really gone to Lorien first. He had forgotten how pretty Arawen was, but even though her father and mother weren't sissies, she was. Never touched a bow in her life. Very disappointing. Pulling a flask out of his saddle bag, he unstopped it and drank one drop. Instantly, his hair was revitalized. Trust Gandalf to know exactly what he needed. Feeling very brave, He whispered a few words in Shadowfax's ear. He took of at a run into the sunset, and as they went a shadow covered the plains behind him, and somewhere far away a single tear dropped from Gandalf's eye.
***
A/N: HOW IS THAT FOR A DRAMATIC ENDING????? BESTSELLERS LIST HERE I COME!!!! Sorry this took so long to write. I needed LOTS of limeade to get the creative juices flowing. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Laugh or deal. For all you smarties who have figured out all the cleverness in Noruas and the Morsila, congrats. For those who have brain deficiencies, Noruas is Sauron backwards and Morsila, or Black star, is a Black hole to us. Forgive the prissiness and bad stuff in this chappy, but I was fed up with Kate B. and venting my anger. This was a big pain up the rear to write so you better review or I'll put hair remover in your shampoo and and. something in your toothpaste. I ran out of ideas. Time to click the shiny review button!!!! Romance should start somewhere in the next 2 chappys.