Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Tolkien. I just play with them.
Summary: Aragorn and Legolas meet for the first time, but they aren't too happy about it.
Pairing(s): Aragorn/Legolas
Warnings: None
Nin Calan
Chapter Six
Legolas folded his arms on top of the table, resting his chin upon them, and sighed. He frowned when Aragorn continued to stare into the dark. Trying for a reaction, Legolas sighed again, but this time with much more dramatics. No reply. His frown grew even deeper. He raised his hand and slapped the half-elf on the back of the head.
'Ow! What was that for?' Aragorn exclaimed as he rubbed the back of his head.
Legolas began to count the reasons one finger at the time. 'First, for being born. Second, for dangling a rat in front of my face. And third, for ignoring me when I sighed dramatically!'
'So?'
'So? That is all you have to say?'
'What do you want me to say? Sorry?'
'You are impossible!' Legolas shouted in exasperation.
'I am impossible? Why in the names of the Valar am I impossible?' Aragorn inquired surprised.
'You just are!'
Aragorn snorted and replied, 'For a prince, you are not very eloquent with debate.'
'Shut up!' Legolas yelled.
'Shut up!' Aragorn mimicked.
'Stop echoing me!'
'Stop echoing me!'
'Stop it!'
'Stop it!'
'I said 'stop it'!'
'I said 'stop it'!'
'Aragorn!'
'Aragorn!'
Legolas glared at the grinning half-elf. He suddenly smiled when an idea came to him.
'Legolas is the best elf in the entire Middle-Earth.'
'Legolas is the worst elf in the entire Middle-Earth.'
Legolas smile quickly disappeared.
'Aragorn is the ugliest being upon Middle-Earth.'
'Aragorn is the most handsome being upon Middle-Earth.'
'Aaaaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhh!' Legolas shouted. 'If you are going to echo me than you should at least do it right.'
'Aaaaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhh!' Aragorn mimicked. 'If you are going to echo me than you should at least do it right.'
'It is not funny any more, Aragorn.'
'It is not funny any more, Aragorn.'
'That is it!'
'That is it!'
'I am not talking any more.'
'I am not talking any more.'
Legolas firmly closed his mouth and leaned back into his chair, folding his arms across his chest. Aragorn returned to watching the shadows with a smug grin upon his face.
'Aragorn?'
'I thought you said that you were not going to talk any more,' Aragorn stated.
'I did, but...'
'But...?'
'I have to go to the bathroom,' Legolas finished in embarrassment.
Aragorn turned to stare at Legolas perplexed. 'Why are you telling me?'
Legolas bowed his head and replied, 'I need your help.'
Aragorn's eyes widened. 'You need my help? Surely you know how to relieve yourself.'
Legolas head shot up and he glared at Aragorn in exasperation. 'Of course I can relieve myself, but I can not do it by myself.'
'If you want me to hold it for you, you are out of your mind.'
'No! I definitely do not want you to touch me down there...anywhere else for that matter.'
'So why can you not do it by yourself?'
A few moments later Legolas mumbled an answer, but since Aragorn is only half-elven he did not hear the words.
'What did you say?'
Legolas drew in a deep breath and answered a little louder, 'I am afraid of the dark.' There was nothing but silence for a few moments, and then suddenly Aragorn was upon the floor, rolling around and laughing.
'You...are...afraid...of the...dark!' Aragorn managed to yell around his laughter.
Legolas glowered and folded his arms across his chest, glaring at the hysterical half-elf. He sat there for a few moments, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently, as he waited for Aragorn to calm down. When Aragorn showed no sign of stopping Legolas bellowed, 'Would you shut up! I really need to go to the bathroom!'
Aragorn was still laughing as he stood, but not so hysterically. 'You are such a wimp.'
'I am not!' Legolas yelled in indignation.
'Yes you are. First you were scared of rats. Now you are scared of the dark. What is next? Bugs?'
Legolas bowed his head as he felt blood rush to his cheeks.
'Do not tell me that you are scared of bugs as well.' Aragorn asked in disbelief.
Legolas simply kept his lead lowered.
'You are!' Aragorn yelled and started laughing one again.
Legolas raised his head and glared at Aragorn. 'It is not funny!'
'Yes it is!'
Legolas sighed and stood up. He walked over to the laughing half-elf and grabbed his wrist. 'Just come with me!'
Still laughing, Aragorn allowed the angry elf to pull him along. They stopped at a dark corner of the room. Legolas turned to face the wall as he unlaced his breeches. The pair stood there in silence for a few minutes.
'Would you go already?'
'I can not.'
'I thought you had to go really bad.'
'I can not go when I am being watched.'
'I am not watching you.'
'Yes you are.'
'How would you know? You are faced towards the wall.'
'I can feel your eyes watching me.'
'I am not...ugh...never mind. How about I face the door?' Aragorn turned to stare at the door. 'Now would you go?'
'Close your eyes.'
'What?'
'Close your eyes.'
'But I am not even facing you!'
'Just close your eyes.' Legolas paused then continued. 'Cover your ears, too.'
'My ears?'
'Yes, I do not want you to hear me.'
Aragorn rolled his eyes and consented in exasperation, 'Fine'
After a few moments Aragorn felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to face the elf.
'I am through.'
'Finally.'
Legolas followed Aragorn back to their chairs.
'I feel much better now.'
'You are so weird.'
*****
Three days later...
'Do you think that our father's will ever let us out?' Legolas asked.
'How should I know?' Aragorn replied harshly.
'Well, sorry for asking, grouch.'
'I have just reasons for being a grouch.'
'Really? Like what?' Legolas questioned.
'I have been trapped in here with you for the past four days! You have not stopped talking yet, even though you said that you were not going to say anything else! And I am completely bored out of my mind!' the half-elf bellowed.
'Hey! I am not in here because I want to be either!'
Any more words were cut off when a knock sounded on the cellar door.
'Legolas...Aragorn?' Lord Elrond's voice could be heard through the door.
'Father!' Aragorn exclaimed and rushed to the door, Legolas quickly trailed him.
'How are the two of you faring so far?' King Thranduil, who was standing beside Elrond, inquired.
'Let us out of here!' Legolas shouted.
'Are the both of you getting along?' Elrond asked.
Inside the cellar, Legolas and Aragorn answered simultaneously, 'Yes!' They turned to glare heatedly at each other.
'It is not honorable to lie to your elders,' stated Thranduil.
'We're not lying. Honest. We are best friends now,' Legolas lied through his teeth.
'I highly doubt that,' Elrond declared. He turned to King Thranduil. 'A few more days should be good, do you not think?'
'Yes, a few more days will not do any harm.' Thranduil replied with a amusement in his voice. Upon hearing this the two youngsters inside the cellar began to protest loudly.
'No! You can not do this!'
'Please let us out!'
'No more, please!'
'We promise no more fighting!'
Lord Elrond chuckled and said, 'We will let you out when that promise can be fulfilled.' With that said both Lord Elrond and King Thranduil exited from the kitchen.
Inside the cellar Legolas and Aragorn had twin pouts upon their faces.
'This is all your fault!'
'Not again!'
Too be continued...
