^^ LEGGIE WEARS TIGHTS!
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All that day, Joc clung to Legolas' leg, so he had to stand outside her room, barely being able to walk.
"Maybe you should go change?" He had tried to make friends with the screaming fan-girl, but whenever she heard his voice, she either fainted, or screamed.
"Maybe.but first, say something in Elvish to me!" She giggled and clung to his foot.
"I thought you know Elvish." He looked at her.
"Oh, I do, it's just nice to hear your voice!" she giggled again.
He rolled his eyes. "Amin delotha lle" Joc squealed.
"It sounds so romantic!"
"I said, 'I hate you'" He looked at her, trying to give her a hint.
"But you didn't mean it! Cause you love me! Just like how I love you! Canwegetmarriedyet? It'llbefun!" she started talking so fast in a blend of English and Elvish that legolas gave up and sighed.
Thankfully Samantha and Boromir came up. Sadly, thought Joc, Samantha never saw the fellowship and isn't aware that she has a crush on a dead man. Legolas shot a thankfull look at Boromir, who shrugged in reply.
"WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR THIS?!?!?" Sam shouted and Joc, who cowered behind Leggie's leg.((*giggle* that rhymes! .well it doesn't, but it does something!)) It was then that she realized Samantha was wearing a dress! A nice frilly elven one that was purple and clashed horribly with her red hair.
"Protect me Leggie! Shoot something!" Joc giggled and huggled his foot.
"I'll shoot you." he muttered under his breath. Boromir covered him.
"But Sammy, you look so beautiful in that dress!" Once again, his charm covered him.
She blushed. Then paused and glared at him. "Don't. Call. Me. Sammy." And then she stomped out of the room. Boromir turned to Joc.
"I think you should be getting changed." He smiled that charming smile.
She nodded, then looked at legolas, angry and sulking. "But what if he gets away?" Boromir pursed his lips in thought.
"Don't worry, I'll keep him here." He winked. Joc giggled and let go of Legolas' ankle. Boromir nodded, Legolas' glared at him, and Joc went into her room to change into a dress.
Then, Boromir slammed against the door, and Joc could here his deep voice shouting;
"Run, Legolas! RUN!"
All that day, Joc clung to Legolas' leg, so he had to stand outside her room, barely being able to walk.
"Maybe you should go change?" He had tried to make friends with the screaming fan-girl, but whenever she heard his voice, she either fainted, or screamed.
"Maybe.but first, say something in Elvish to me!" She giggled and clung to his foot.
"I thought you know Elvish." He looked at her.
"Oh, I do, it's just nice to hear your voice!" she giggled again.
He rolled his eyes. "Amin delotha lle" Joc squealed.
"It sounds so romantic!"
"I said, 'I hate you'" He looked at her, trying to give her a hint.
"But you didn't mean it! Cause you love me! Just like how I love you! Canwegetmarriedyet? It'llbefun!" she started talking so fast in a blend of English and Elvish that legolas gave up and sighed.
Thankfully Samantha and Boromir came up. Sadly, thought Joc, Samantha never saw the fellowship and isn't aware that she has a crush on a dead man. Legolas shot a thankfull look at Boromir, who shrugged in reply.
"WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR THIS?!?!?" Sam shouted and Joc, who cowered behind Leggie's leg.((*giggle* that rhymes! .well it doesn't, but it does something!)) It was then that she realized Samantha was wearing a dress! A nice frilly elven one that was purple and clashed horribly with her red hair.
"Protect me Leggie! Shoot something!" Joc giggled and huggled his foot.
"I'll shoot you." he muttered under his breath. Boromir covered him.
"But Sammy, you look so beautiful in that dress!" Once again, his charm covered him.
She blushed. Then paused and glared at him. "Don't. Call. Me. Sammy." And then she stomped out of the room. Boromir turned to Joc.
"I think you should be getting changed." He smiled that charming smile.
She nodded, then looked at legolas, angry and sulking. "But what if he gets away?" Boromir pursed his lips in thought.
"Don't worry, I'll keep him here." He winked. Joc giggled and let go of Legolas' ankle. Boromir nodded, Legolas' glared at him, and Joc went into her room to change into a dress.
Then, Boromir slammed against the door, and Joc could here his deep voice shouting;
"Run, Legolas! RUN!"