Okay, I still have to work a little to complete this one, I guess. I
actually thought about just leaving it unfinished, but well, I can't, so
I'm desperately trying to figure out an ending.
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Let's go ? Let's go where ? Hey, wait a second, I'm a little virgin-elf, I can't just ~go~ somewhere to shag.
'Don't worry ,' whispers glorfindel. 'I won't do anything you don't want .'
He is not leading me to his or my room but out into the gardens. Yeah, right and it's not cold and everything ! I'm shivering and pull my cloak around me, trying to keep warm.
'I thought you might want to talk a while. About all this .'
Ah, and why ? I don't have anything to say about this. I'm in love would there possibly be to discuss? Glorfindel is steering me to a bench under a huge willow and puts his arms around me when he notices that I'm shivering with cold.
'You know, I think some things about you . Well, you know that I'm sweet on you and all that ,' (this makes my blush and gives me the feeling my blood would effervesce), 'But you are ... really no offence here . you are still very much like a teenager. You are so young and cute but also immature .'
'Really ?', I ask and I notice that my voice sounds choked. Yes, of course, I might be a bit moody, ironic, sarcastic and childish at times but does that mean that I'm still no better than a teen-elf ??? Must be so. Again.
'Yes. It makes you adorable and it could never change my love for you but it's a bit annoying at times . Or embarrassing.'
'You thought the dinner-thing was embarrassing ?' And I thought it was good fun! Hell, I don't think I can accept such a conservative elf as my boy- friend!
'Well, yes. Sorry . But I will wait for you to come mentally of age .'
'Mentally of age ???', I scream. 'Do you have a slate loose or something ? Just because I'm not behaving as stingy as all of the rest does, I'm not mentally sub-average !!!'
I throw his arms off me and start to dash away from him, through the darkness.
'Legolas, I . Wait ! I didn't mean to hurt you !'
I hear his footsteps following me. My ears are so sensitive that I would hear him still if I was half a kilometer away from him. But this time, I think the failed me and I didn't hear well ! Mentally of age ? Yeah, if you are 6000 years old that's kinda easy to say. I can't change the way my brain is working. I'm practically only spectator in my thoughts.
'Legolas !'
'Go away ! Go and get yourself someone with a mental state matching his age !'
'I didn't mean to offend you !'
'Then you shouldn't have said it !'
I still run. It hurt. It really did. And I kissed him, darn me ! How could I ? Reveal something about yourself and allowing some people to do what you would deny most of the rest makes you so damn vulnerable ! Why did I kiss him? It was so wrong, it must have been screaming at me : 'Keep your hands off, you nerd !'
'Please, let me explain !'
'The hell I will !'
I look back but can't see him. Suddenly I just stumble and fall over, headlong into one of the ponds. Oh, amazing, how could I forget to look in the direction I'm going ? Slimy water-lilies touch my bare arms and face and I struggle to the surface and tear like heck out of the pond. I keep lying in the grass, trying to catch my breath even though I'm freezing and my teeth chatter.
'Legolas ! What happened ? Are you all right ?' Glorfindel is sliding to a stop on the wet grass, right next to me.
'I'm cold. I fell into the pond.'
Glorfindel doesn't laugh. He is just looking at me in a sort of concerned way. 'Sure you're okay ?'
'Well, physically yes,' I say ironically.
'I didn't mean to upset you. I thought you might handle it and think about it for a while.'
'I already thought about it. I know it's true. But I still can't take the sound of the truth. Not even in my own head.'
'Well, are you still mad at me ?'
'Yes !' I sit on the dew wet grass and pout defiantly. Is this mentally of age ? Noo, I don't really think so.
'Will you still let me take you to your room ?', he asks with the cutest smile, I didn't even think such an old and powerful elf was still capable of.
'No !' I turn around and continue sulking. 'It's your fault that I fell into the pond !' Right, as if he could do anything about the fact that I'm too daft to look were I'm going.
'Well, I guess I'll be leaving then. You certainly don't want me to be around after what I 'did' to you, do you ?'
I hear that he really starts to walk away.
'No ! Wait !' I get up and he looks at me with an arched eyebrow.
'Really ?'
'Sorry. I'm sorry. I really behaved very teen-elf like.'
'Tell me something I don't know !', he smiles and puts one arm around me. 'Let's go in, you need some dry clothes to wear .'
On the way to my room we meet lord elrond and he glares at me with something like utter disgust. I'm pulling free of glorfindel's arm and rush over to him.
'Lord elrond ?'
'Now, what legolas ?', he asks, tensed.
'I wanted to apologize for the chaos-scene at dinner today. I'm sorry, I could have done better.'
'Indeed. But, I heard right, you just apologized to me ?', he asks, all tension suddenly gone.
'If you accept it, yes, my lord.'
'Yes. Yes, I think I do. Is that all, legolas ?'
'Yes.'
'A good night to you then.'
'To you, too, my lord .'
He turns and leaves into one of his studies. I feel unbelievable mellow and everything. Glorfindel puts his arms around me from behind and nibbles the tip of my ear. 'Very mature,. Legolas. I see, I have a very good influence !'
I turn around in his arms. God, I'm feeling so grown-up. 'Well, there is the incentive that you won't think I'm annoying if I behave nice.'
'No, I will probably never let you go again, because if you behave all nice, you'd be the most perfect elf in this world.'
Hot shivers are surging through me. I just love compliments. This is another big incentive to be nice. Maybe I have to turn tomorrow into my nicest day ever. Most grown-up.
'Want me to take me to your room now ?'
'I'd very much appreciate it, lord glorfindel.'
He gives me one of those 'gone-completely-nuts'-looks and I cling to the offered arm to be guided to my room.
(Thank Imbefaniel, don't forget!)
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Let's go ? Let's go where ? Hey, wait a second, I'm a little virgin-elf, I can't just ~go~ somewhere to shag.
'Don't worry ,' whispers glorfindel. 'I won't do anything you don't want .'
He is not leading me to his or my room but out into the gardens. Yeah, right and it's not cold and everything ! I'm shivering and pull my cloak around me, trying to keep warm.
'I thought you might want to talk a while. About all this .'
Ah, and why ? I don't have anything to say about this. I'm in love would there possibly be to discuss? Glorfindel is steering me to a bench under a huge willow and puts his arms around me when he notices that I'm shivering with cold.
'You know, I think some things about you . Well, you know that I'm sweet on you and all that ,' (this makes my blush and gives me the feeling my blood would effervesce), 'But you are ... really no offence here . you are still very much like a teenager. You are so young and cute but also immature .'
'Really ?', I ask and I notice that my voice sounds choked. Yes, of course, I might be a bit moody, ironic, sarcastic and childish at times but does that mean that I'm still no better than a teen-elf ??? Must be so. Again.
'Yes. It makes you adorable and it could never change my love for you but it's a bit annoying at times . Or embarrassing.'
'You thought the dinner-thing was embarrassing ?' And I thought it was good fun! Hell, I don't think I can accept such a conservative elf as my boy- friend!
'Well, yes. Sorry . But I will wait for you to come mentally of age .'
'Mentally of age ???', I scream. 'Do you have a slate loose or something ? Just because I'm not behaving as stingy as all of the rest does, I'm not mentally sub-average !!!'
I throw his arms off me and start to dash away from him, through the darkness.
'Legolas, I . Wait ! I didn't mean to hurt you !'
I hear his footsteps following me. My ears are so sensitive that I would hear him still if I was half a kilometer away from him. But this time, I think the failed me and I didn't hear well ! Mentally of age ? Yeah, if you are 6000 years old that's kinda easy to say. I can't change the way my brain is working. I'm practically only spectator in my thoughts.
'Legolas !'
'Go away ! Go and get yourself someone with a mental state matching his age !'
'I didn't mean to offend you !'
'Then you shouldn't have said it !'
I still run. It hurt. It really did. And I kissed him, darn me ! How could I ? Reveal something about yourself and allowing some people to do what you would deny most of the rest makes you so damn vulnerable ! Why did I kiss him? It was so wrong, it must have been screaming at me : 'Keep your hands off, you nerd !'
'Please, let me explain !'
'The hell I will !'
I look back but can't see him. Suddenly I just stumble and fall over, headlong into one of the ponds. Oh, amazing, how could I forget to look in the direction I'm going ? Slimy water-lilies touch my bare arms and face and I struggle to the surface and tear like heck out of the pond. I keep lying in the grass, trying to catch my breath even though I'm freezing and my teeth chatter.
'Legolas ! What happened ? Are you all right ?' Glorfindel is sliding to a stop on the wet grass, right next to me.
'I'm cold. I fell into the pond.'
Glorfindel doesn't laugh. He is just looking at me in a sort of concerned way. 'Sure you're okay ?'
'Well, physically yes,' I say ironically.
'I didn't mean to upset you. I thought you might handle it and think about it for a while.'
'I already thought about it. I know it's true. But I still can't take the sound of the truth. Not even in my own head.'
'Well, are you still mad at me ?'
'Yes !' I sit on the dew wet grass and pout defiantly. Is this mentally of age ? Noo, I don't really think so.
'Will you still let me take you to your room ?', he asks with the cutest smile, I didn't even think such an old and powerful elf was still capable of.
'No !' I turn around and continue sulking. 'It's your fault that I fell into the pond !' Right, as if he could do anything about the fact that I'm too daft to look were I'm going.
'Well, I guess I'll be leaving then. You certainly don't want me to be around after what I 'did' to you, do you ?'
I hear that he really starts to walk away.
'No ! Wait !' I get up and he looks at me with an arched eyebrow.
'Really ?'
'Sorry. I'm sorry. I really behaved very teen-elf like.'
'Tell me something I don't know !', he smiles and puts one arm around me. 'Let's go in, you need some dry clothes to wear .'
On the way to my room we meet lord elrond and he glares at me with something like utter disgust. I'm pulling free of glorfindel's arm and rush over to him.
'Lord elrond ?'
'Now, what legolas ?', he asks, tensed.
'I wanted to apologize for the chaos-scene at dinner today. I'm sorry, I could have done better.'
'Indeed. But, I heard right, you just apologized to me ?', he asks, all tension suddenly gone.
'If you accept it, yes, my lord.'
'Yes. Yes, I think I do. Is that all, legolas ?'
'Yes.'
'A good night to you then.'
'To you, too, my lord .'
He turns and leaves into one of his studies. I feel unbelievable mellow and everything. Glorfindel puts his arms around me from behind and nibbles the tip of my ear. 'Very mature,. Legolas. I see, I have a very good influence !'
I turn around in his arms. God, I'm feeling so grown-up. 'Well, there is the incentive that you won't think I'm annoying if I behave nice.'
'No, I will probably never let you go again, because if you behave all nice, you'd be the most perfect elf in this world.'
Hot shivers are surging through me. I just love compliments. This is another big incentive to be nice. Maybe I have to turn tomorrow into my nicest day ever. Most grown-up.
'Want me to take me to your room now ?'
'I'd very much appreciate it, lord glorfindel.'
He gives me one of those 'gone-completely-nuts'-looks and I cling to the offered arm to be guided to my room.
(Thank Imbefaniel, don't forget!)
