Disclaimer: No own LOTR. No own SC. Gak! No sue!

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The sunlight poured through the windows of Astrid's room. It illuminated the lovely ivory that was neatly arranged everywhere in the room. As it shone on her face, AT's eyes fluttered open.

"Fork it. I'm still here," she said as she rose out of bed.

"Of course you're still here, idiot. What did you think that I would let you off easy?" replied SC who appeared in a puff of cobalt smoke atop her llama, Bob.

"Goatdarnit! Syth, I'm going to hurt you. Why the fork do you always do that?"

"Do what?" questioned Syth sweetly.

"Pop up all the forkin' time. It's reeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyy getting on my nerves."

"Well I just came to remind you that the Council is today and that they'll probably leave tomorrow."

"Are you insane woman?! Aragorn and the hobbits just got here so that means that it's around October 22, 3018 TA. The Council wasn't held until the 25th. And the fellowship didn't leave Rivendell until the 25th of December. Duh."

Syth sighed. "Astrid, how many times must I tell you? This is a MARY SUE. Things happen within days, not months. So the fellowship is leaving in one day. You better come up with a plan fast."

"B-but, that's not right," AT said, almost whimpering.

"Tolkien geek."

"Skewer you."

"Such language. I shall have to make you pay. Hmm... How shall I handle this?" SC said. She snapped her fingers and exclaimed, "Perfect. This will do wonderfully."

Astrid looked a tad nervous. "What will do wonderfully? Is this going to hurt?!" Almost as if an answer to her question, there was a knock at the door. She looked to her tormentor and said, "That's not Aragorn is it?"

SC shook her head vigorously and laughed. "Tell whoever it is to come in."

"Erm, come in."

As the door opened Syth shook with a fit of laughter and fell off Bob with an unheard thud. Astrid just about screamed. None other that Legolas Greenleaf entered the room. Since there was no logical reason why the elf would be searching for the authoress, our heroine surmised that this was SC's doing. She glared at her friend and remarked, "He's going to fall in love with me isn't he?"

Syth composed herself and replied, "Yup. And I'm going to change POV's again."

~*~*~ Legolas POV ~*~*~

Legolas couldn't quite remember why he had come to this room. It was almost as if a force had willed him to do it. As he entered saw a maiden conversing with air. i Maybe this is the insane girl that Aragorn was telling me about. He didn't say she was this beautiful though. /i

Suddenly she looked at him and exclaimed, "Fork you, Elf Boy! I'm NOT beautiful OR insane." She turned away and said, "SC, put the POV back the way it was. NOW!"

He was quite confused by this. i Surely she cannot read my mind./i

"Of course I can't read your mind. Goatdarnit!" she replied in a voice that he found enchanting. She continued by saying, "SC, why the heck is he so OOC, and more importantly, WHY THE HECK IS HE IN MY ROOM?!"

Suddenly her eyes grew large and she turned bright red. She vaulted off the bed she had been sitting on and jumped at what seemed to be empty space. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "SKEWER YOU, YOU FORKING LITTLE WENCH!!! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!"

Legolas watched in amazement as the girl tackled thin air and began punching at it wildly. Even more curious than this was that she didn't hit the floor. She seemed to float about ten inches above it. Suddenly scratches began appearing on her face. i What in Eru's name is going on?! /i Rather than figure things out, Legolas decided that it was best to let this work itself out and sprinted out of the room and down the corridor.

~*~*~ End of Legolas POV ~*~*~

"He's gone and I changed the POV back, SO STOP PUNCHING ME BEFORE I RIP YOUR GODDAMN HEAD OFF!!" exclaimed SC, attempting to deflect AT's attack.

"SKEWER YOU! Why the fork can you cuss?! NO fair!"

"Ha-ha. You'll just have to live with it, won't you?"

"Fine. But why the fork did Leggy-idiot call me beautiful?"

Syth smirked. "You haven't looked in the mirror lately, have you?" She pointed to the mirror in the corner. "Go see for yourself."

"You command me a lot. Do this, don't cuss…blah blah blah…" She went to the mirror anyway.

AT's jaw dropped. The girl in the mirror had long ebony hair that flowed down to her ankles. Her eyes were a grayish-purple with indigo rims. Her skin was a milky white and flawless. She was clad in long scarlet robes (Arwen's favorite!), that were showing a bit too much for her comfort.

"What. The. Heck. Did. You. DO?!" Astrid's eyes began to glow a bright pink. With a blinding flash of light that sent SC flying across the room, the mirror shattered into millions of pieces. "Whoa. You gave me telekinetic powers? Rockin'. But….that makes me even more Sue-ish! SHRIMP!" A very evil expression appeared on AT's face.

SC rolled her eyes, muttering, "Don't get any ideas. You can't use your powers against me. Nyaaa-nyaa." (Syth stuck out her tongue at Astrid.)

"Then how the fork did you fly backwards?!"

"Dramatic effect. Shut up."

"This is MAJOR shrimpy. I'm going to get something to eat."

As our heroine turned to leave the room, SC began to speak. "Oh AT…"

"What you forking little witch?"

"The council is meeting in a couple of minutes." Then Syth laughed manically and disappeared in the same manner she came.

"Goatdarnit."