Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings. If you see any characters or any
of that stuff that you don't recognize, it's mine. The rest belongs to
Tolkien.
Chapter Seven
"You're making the bow shake, Ali. You have to keep it straight, or you're arrows will go all over the place," Legolas stated.
Ali gritted her teeth and got her bow still. "That's kind of hard to do when you have to stand still and get your target in sight."
"It'll come in time. You just need some practice. Just be patient," Legolas assured her.
"I should've told you I'm not a patient person," Ali informed him.
"Well, you won't be that hard to defeat, will you?" Legolas shot at her teasingly.
"Oh, shut your mouth," Ali said haughtily, accidentally loosing her bow, missing the target.
Legolas shook her head. "Now see what you did. If an Orc could laugh, it would."
"An Orc CAN laugh, but for the wrong reasons," Frodo commented from a ways off.
"Exactly my point," Legolas laughed.
"Was it now?" Ali asked.
"Yes, Ali," Legolas said.
"You know you're a miracle woman, Ali? You rarely saw this young prince smile or laugh before you showed yourself," Aragorn said, who was watching the practice.
"Well, I'm not exactly young, am I? And you're the one to talk, Lord Aragorn. You're as young as a youngster just making it out in the world by themselves compared to me," Legolas stated.
Ali looked from one to another. "Am I missing something here? How old ARE you two? And since when did Aragorn become a lord?"
"I'm 2,931 years old and Aragorn here's 87 years old," Legolas answered. "And Aragorn WILL be a lord someday, if he'll ever admit to it. He's the last of the blood of the Dunedain." (sp?)
Ali stared at Legolas, mouth hanging open. "Did I hear all of that correctly?"
"Aye, you did, Ali, and no mistaken it." Legolas smiled. "Now, I think we've had enough practice for right now."
Ali sighed. "Fine, fine." Ali lowered her bow and went and put her stuff away. She was surprised to see that Pippin was there.
"Pippin, what are you doing here?" Ali asked, surprised.
"N-n-nothing, Ali." Pippin stuttered slightly. Ali cocked her head and Pippin continued. "I was watching you practice with the bow with Legolas just now and I just wanted to tell you that you were really good. I wish I could do that, but people think I'm a clumsy old fool." Pippin looked down at his feet, as if he was embarrassed with what he just said.
Ali smiled. "Why, thank you for the compliment." Ali placed her hand under Pippin's chin and lifted it so he would look at her. "And I don't think you are a clumsy old fool, Peregrin Took. You just happen to do the wrong stuff at the wrong time. You just like having fun, like everybody else." Ali looked into Pippin's eyes. "Not everybody's perfect."
"I suppose you're right, Ali," Pippin said.
Ali smiled slightly. "Of course I'm right. I'm not a complete idiot in everything."
"I never said you were one, Ali."
Ali shook her head. "Well, I'm heading back to the group. Catch you there."
Ali turned to walk back. "Ali?" Ali turned back to face Pippin.
"What is it, Pip?" Ali asked.
"Umm.has anybody ever told you that.you uh..that you were pretty?" Pippin asked.
"Not really."
"Well, I think you're pretty and that I really like you a lot. I just thought you'd like to know."
"Really?" Ali walked back over to Pippin. "I really like you a lot, too. But let's not talk about this right now, ok?"
Pippin nodded and the two of them walked back to join everybody else. That night, Ali looked up at the stars and sat thoughtfully, reliving Pippin's words. Has anyone told you were pretty? Well, I really think you're pretty and that I really like you a lot. I just thought you'd like to know. Ali fell asleep with those words repeating in her head, happy that somebody cared.
A/n: Well, that's chapter seven for you. I don't like the ending of it, but I didn't know how to end it and I didn't feel like writing a really long chapter right now, sorry for those who wanted me to do that. But I'm like really tired right now; I went to bed at 12:46 and woke up at 9. But never mind. Hope you liked the chapter all the same.
Chapter Seven
"You're making the bow shake, Ali. You have to keep it straight, or you're arrows will go all over the place," Legolas stated.
Ali gritted her teeth and got her bow still. "That's kind of hard to do when you have to stand still and get your target in sight."
"It'll come in time. You just need some practice. Just be patient," Legolas assured her.
"I should've told you I'm not a patient person," Ali informed him.
"Well, you won't be that hard to defeat, will you?" Legolas shot at her teasingly.
"Oh, shut your mouth," Ali said haughtily, accidentally loosing her bow, missing the target.
Legolas shook her head. "Now see what you did. If an Orc could laugh, it would."
"An Orc CAN laugh, but for the wrong reasons," Frodo commented from a ways off.
"Exactly my point," Legolas laughed.
"Was it now?" Ali asked.
"Yes, Ali," Legolas said.
"You know you're a miracle woman, Ali? You rarely saw this young prince smile or laugh before you showed yourself," Aragorn said, who was watching the practice.
"Well, I'm not exactly young, am I? And you're the one to talk, Lord Aragorn. You're as young as a youngster just making it out in the world by themselves compared to me," Legolas stated.
Ali looked from one to another. "Am I missing something here? How old ARE you two? And since when did Aragorn become a lord?"
"I'm 2,931 years old and Aragorn here's 87 years old," Legolas answered. "And Aragorn WILL be a lord someday, if he'll ever admit to it. He's the last of the blood of the Dunedain." (sp?)
Ali stared at Legolas, mouth hanging open. "Did I hear all of that correctly?"
"Aye, you did, Ali, and no mistaken it." Legolas smiled. "Now, I think we've had enough practice for right now."
Ali sighed. "Fine, fine." Ali lowered her bow and went and put her stuff away. She was surprised to see that Pippin was there.
"Pippin, what are you doing here?" Ali asked, surprised.
"N-n-nothing, Ali." Pippin stuttered slightly. Ali cocked her head and Pippin continued. "I was watching you practice with the bow with Legolas just now and I just wanted to tell you that you were really good. I wish I could do that, but people think I'm a clumsy old fool." Pippin looked down at his feet, as if he was embarrassed with what he just said.
Ali smiled. "Why, thank you for the compliment." Ali placed her hand under Pippin's chin and lifted it so he would look at her. "And I don't think you are a clumsy old fool, Peregrin Took. You just happen to do the wrong stuff at the wrong time. You just like having fun, like everybody else." Ali looked into Pippin's eyes. "Not everybody's perfect."
"I suppose you're right, Ali," Pippin said.
Ali smiled slightly. "Of course I'm right. I'm not a complete idiot in everything."
"I never said you were one, Ali."
Ali shook her head. "Well, I'm heading back to the group. Catch you there."
Ali turned to walk back. "Ali?" Ali turned back to face Pippin.
"What is it, Pip?" Ali asked.
"Umm.has anybody ever told you that.you uh..that you were pretty?" Pippin asked.
"Not really."
"Well, I think you're pretty and that I really like you a lot. I just thought you'd like to know."
"Really?" Ali walked back over to Pippin. "I really like you a lot, too. But let's not talk about this right now, ok?"
Pippin nodded and the two of them walked back to join everybody else. That night, Ali looked up at the stars and sat thoughtfully, reliving Pippin's words. Has anyone told you were pretty? Well, I really think you're pretty and that I really like you a lot. I just thought you'd like to know. Ali fell asleep with those words repeating in her head, happy that somebody cared.
A/n: Well, that's chapter seven for you. I don't like the ending of it, but I didn't know how to end it and I didn't feel like writing a really long chapter right now, sorry for those who wanted me to do that. But I'm like really tired right now; I went to bed at 12:46 and woke up at 9. But never mind. Hope you liked the chapter all the same.
