DISCLAIMER: You know the drill............I am a worthless fanfiction author who
owns nothing........ except these shoes! Aren't they cool!
This is stupid fiction...I'm bored.... don't blame me if it makes NOOOOOOO
sense whatsoever. Mary Sue haters beware (that includes me so I don't know
why I'm writing this)
Legolas looked over at his horse. Stupid nag, the stable hand said it would run for ages. Hah! Ages, not likely. It could barely trot under his weight and that was saying something, as the Elven prince wasn't exactly obese.
Legolas was a fugitive, on the run from the law. Well, actually only on the run from Elrond but it was practically the same thing!
Elrond had caught Legolas in the act of breaking into Arwen's chambers. It wasn't his fault, I mean whoa! That elf was hot! If Aragorn found out the he was orc meat, but Legolas just couldn't resist the urge, or the dare. Stupid Gimli! So he had run.
The water in the river trickled by and Legolas wished he had that freedom. The war for the Ring had ended and the world was at peace. And Legolas was bored.
He was traveling to the Shire to visit Merry and Pippin, now there were two guys who knew how to have fun! So they may be short but they made up for it by drinking lots of ale!
Elrond had sent a party out after him so he could not tarry long. Collecting his gear from the grass beside him, he stood and stepped towards the horse. The sky seemed to darken along with his mood.
The clouds rolled over and Legolas could have sworn he saw the image of Gandalf grinning ironically down at him. With a tremendous crash the sky split open and a bundle of cloth fell through.
Staggering up from the ground, Legolas stepped towards the pile of material. Pile of tatters more like it! He timorously pulled back a fold of cloth to reveal an unconscious female.
It was a girl, like those of the Rohirrim, but strangely not. She was wearing a tattered gray skirt and a white top. Legolas emptied a portion of his water onto her head. She instantly gained consciousness and let fly a stream of abuse. She stood up and looked around wildly. It didn't help her in the least. She let loose an aggravated scream and kicked Legolas in the shin.
Stepping out of the way and rubbing his injured leg, Legolas sighed. It always happened to him.
So what do you think? Should I continue??? R&R!
Legolas looked over at his horse. Stupid nag, the stable hand said it would run for ages. Hah! Ages, not likely. It could barely trot under his weight and that was saying something, as the Elven prince wasn't exactly obese.
Legolas was a fugitive, on the run from the law. Well, actually only on the run from Elrond but it was practically the same thing!
Elrond had caught Legolas in the act of breaking into Arwen's chambers. It wasn't his fault, I mean whoa! That elf was hot! If Aragorn found out the he was orc meat, but Legolas just couldn't resist the urge, or the dare. Stupid Gimli! So he had run.
The water in the river trickled by and Legolas wished he had that freedom. The war for the Ring had ended and the world was at peace. And Legolas was bored.
He was traveling to the Shire to visit Merry and Pippin, now there were two guys who knew how to have fun! So they may be short but they made up for it by drinking lots of ale!
Elrond had sent a party out after him so he could not tarry long. Collecting his gear from the grass beside him, he stood and stepped towards the horse. The sky seemed to darken along with his mood.
The clouds rolled over and Legolas could have sworn he saw the image of Gandalf grinning ironically down at him. With a tremendous crash the sky split open and a bundle of cloth fell through.
Staggering up from the ground, Legolas stepped towards the pile of material. Pile of tatters more like it! He timorously pulled back a fold of cloth to reveal an unconscious female.
It was a girl, like those of the Rohirrim, but strangely not. She was wearing a tattered gray skirt and a white top. Legolas emptied a portion of his water onto her head. She instantly gained consciousness and let fly a stream of abuse. She stood up and looked around wildly. It didn't help her in the least. She let loose an aggravated scream and kicked Legolas in the shin.
Stepping out of the way and rubbing his injured leg, Legolas sighed. It always happened to him.
So what do you think? Should I continue??? R&R!
