A/N: Do I have any that is of any significance? No, not really. But HEAR ME
OUT ANYWAY!!! Um, I have issues, I have issues, I have issues, I have
issues, I LUV STUDY HALL!!! FANFICTION TIME!!! WOO-HOO!!!!!! I can also
write a few lines if I get too bored in Algebra.
Disclaimer: Would I be here wasting my time like this if I owned them? Come on, I'd be out on the red carpet or making lots of monies. ;P
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The Fellowship Visits Fanfiction.net
Chapter 3. The Old Married Couple Bickers
Aragorn backed away slowly, not knowing what was wrong with Arwen this time. (Last time it had been because he didn't spend enough time with her and she threw a hissy-fit and wound up breaking several priceless vases.)
"Arwen! Calm down, please! Tell me what's wrong!" Aragorn cried desperately.
"Calm down? CALM DOWN?!?!?! How am I supposed to CALM DOWN!!! And you know perfectly well what's wrong!!" Arwen screamed, even more enraged (if that's possible), sticking out her fingernails threateningly. The only thing Aragorn knew perfectly well was that even Anduril couldn't save him in this type of situation; not that he'd draw Anduril on his beloved, anyhow.
"Listen to me, I have no idea what's upsetting you, but if it's the fact that I was flirting with those two young elven ladies yesterday at the banquet, then I'm terribly sorry. I never meant to hurt you in any way, shape, or form. Believe me, I love you very deeply with all my heart and soul. I'm sorry, I'll never do it again! Please, if you could find it in your heart to forgive me," Aragorn murmured, somberly, outstretching his hand to hold Arwen's. She immediately clawed at him, leaving short, jagged, red scratches.
"YOU WHAT?! You mean to tell me that you cheated on me with elven ladies you met just yesterday, too?!" Arwen screeched, her face growing red with fury, her eyes bulging out, her fists clenching, and her hair sticking out madly behind her.
"Arwen, please, calm down. Listen to me. I said I was sorry! It's not like you've never flirted with other males outside of marriage!! Come on!! Please, I'm so sorry!" Aragorn cried dejectedly.
"'Arwen, listen to me. Arwen, calm down. Arwen, do this, Arwen, do that-IS THAT I'M GOOD FOR?! TO LISTEN TO AND OBEY YOUR STUPID COMMANDS?!" Arwen mocked, stretching her fingers in pre-catfight mode.
Aragorn was speechless. He never knew Arwen thought of him this way.
"You don't appreciate me, YOU BASTARD!!! How dare you suggest the royal daughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell dare look upon any male that is not her husband?! YOU SCUM!!" Arwen hissed, wishing dearly to draw Anduril herself and slice Aragorn's head off with it.
Aragorn looked at her horrified and absolutely miserable, his hair drooping more than usual. They were interrupted by a new voice joining them.
"Are you two all right? I was in the kitchen when I heard the sounds of an argument, not to intrude on your personal business, or anything. I was just worried. What had Lady Arwen? Are you all right there, Estel? Why is your hand all scratched up, and why do you look so aghast?" Legolas asked innocently. Little did he know of the situation at hand.
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DUN DUN DUN!!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN!!! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! I have already written the next chapter, but will I post it? No, not if you don't review! I will work on other chapters of other stories in Study Hall and leave you to ponder what will be the fate of LEGOLAS AND ARAGORN!!! AHAHAHA!!!
Disclaimer: Would I be here wasting my time like this if I owned them? Come on, I'd be out on the red carpet or making lots of monies. ;P
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The Fellowship Visits Fanfiction.net
Chapter 3. The Old Married Couple Bickers
Aragorn backed away slowly, not knowing what was wrong with Arwen this time. (Last time it had been because he didn't spend enough time with her and she threw a hissy-fit and wound up breaking several priceless vases.)
"Arwen! Calm down, please! Tell me what's wrong!" Aragorn cried desperately.
"Calm down? CALM DOWN?!?!?! How am I supposed to CALM DOWN!!! And you know perfectly well what's wrong!!" Arwen screamed, even more enraged (if that's possible), sticking out her fingernails threateningly. The only thing Aragorn knew perfectly well was that even Anduril couldn't save him in this type of situation; not that he'd draw Anduril on his beloved, anyhow.
"Listen to me, I have no idea what's upsetting you, but if it's the fact that I was flirting with those two young elven ladies yesterday at the banquet, then I'm terribly sorry. I never meant to hurt you in any way, shape, or form. Believe me, I love you very deeply with all my heart and soul. I'm sorry, I'll never do it again! Please, if you could find it in your heart to forgive me," Aragorn murmured, somberly, outstretching his hand to hold Arwen's. She immediately clawed at him, leaving short, jagged, red scratches.
"YOU WHAT?! You mean to tell me that you cheated on me with elven ladies you met just yesterday, too?!" Arwen screeched, her face growing red with fury, her eyes bulging out, her fists clenching, and her hair sticking out madly behind her.
"Arwen, please, calm down. Listen to me. I said I was sorry! It's not like you've never flirted with other males outside of marriage!! Come on!! Please, I'm so sorry!" Aragorn cried dejectedly.
"'Arwen, listen to me. Arwen, calm down. Arwen, do this, Arwen, do that-IS THAT I'M GOOD FOR?! TO LISTEN TO AND OBEY YOUR STUPID COMMANDS?!" Arwen mocked, stretching her fingers in pre-catfight mode.
Aragorn was speechless. He never knew Arwen thought of him this way.
"You don't appreciate me, YOU BASTARD!!! How dare you suggest the royal daughter of Lord Elrond of Rivendell dare look upon any male that is not her husband?! YOU SCUM!!" Arwen hissed, wishing dearly to draw Anduril herself and slice Aragorn's head off with it.
Aragorn looked at her horrified and absolutely miserable, his hair drooping more than usual. They were interrupted by a new voice joining them.
"Are you two all right? I was in the kitchen when I heard the sounds of an argument, not to intrude on your personal business, or anything. I was just worried. What had Lady Arwen? Are you all right there, Estel? Why is your hand all scratched up, and why do you look so aghast?" Legolas asked innocently. Little did he know of the situation at hand.
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DUN DUN DUN!!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN!!! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! I have already written the next chapter, but will I post it? No, not if you don't review! I will work on other chapters of other stories in Study Hall and leave you to ponder what will be the fate of LEGOLAS AND ARAGORN!!! AHAHAHA!!!