WAZZAAAP?! Nice pplz, 79 reviews?! AWESOME MAN!!! THE REN FAIRE WUZ
AWESOME!! I shared a turkey leg with my friend, Chili. Then bought another
one to bring home. Mmm, mmm, goodness. (
Sorry I'm a liddle late with this chap, haha, I meant to type it up 10-7, but I was wiped out after the Ren Faire. But here ya are, just like I promised, Chapter 8.
YES!! Under you nice pplz influence, I will continue writing parodies. Any suggestions for current rap songs? Cam'ron?
~'Hey Sam, What's up? Let's run, all right, all right. And we goin' to Rivendell tonite. You smoke, I smoke, I drink, some pints, well good. Cause we gon get high tonite.'~
Ook, not sure bout the rest of it, cuz the chorus part of that song's the only thing I can understand. Lol. I'll work on it. I mite do Christina A.'s 'Dirrty' Any enthusiasm from u pplz for that?
Maybe 'Hot In Herre'. I know, itz startin to get cold, but who cares? I luv the song, so heck wit it, I'll do a parody. ;P
~'I am getting' so hot, Legolas take your clothes off-'
Oh yeah~ Maybe I should include a visual? Like say, in a video version? Oooh, lalaa.
ON THEN!! WITH THIS HERE STOURY!!!!!
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The Fellowship Visits Fanfiction.net
Chapter 8. Say Wuh-?
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Was heard leaking from the Sno-Cone Legolas was clenching so tightly. He was trembling, afraid to look up, and see the horrified, beast, worse-than- banshee-Galadriel-face that belonged to Aragorn.
Aragorn stood there, bug-eyed. Panting heavily from screaming so loudly. He glanced down at the shriveled up figure of poor, terrified Legolas.
"Legolas?"
He shrunk further away at the mention of his name, saddened greatly that his Sno-Cone could offer no type of protection or console at all.
"Yes, Aragorn?" He squeaked, his voice above a whisper. The Sno-Cone continued to drip.
"LEGOLAS!" Aragorn yelled this time, abruptly grabbing the elf by his shoulders.
"Eeep!! Aggh!! Don't kill me!! PLEASE?!?! DON'T KILL ME!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIEEE!! I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO DO THE PLEASANT AND DIRTY THINGS ELVES CAN DO AT MY AGE!! NOOO!! PLEASE!!!" Legolas yelped, scrunching up his cute little face that was growing very pink.
"What?! I never said anything about KILLING!!" Aragorn yelled back, surprised his friendly friend who was as friendly as a friendly friend could be to other friends suggested this of him, his buddy, his ol' pal, who he went WAAY back with. (Okay, maybe not THAT far back. Seeing as to how Legolas is a couple thousand years OLDER than Aragorn.)
"PLEASE?!?! I BEG OF YOU, ESTEL!! REMEMBER? WE'RE BUDDIES!! WE'RE IN ON THIS TOGETHER!! COME ON!! WHAT ABOUT ALL THOSE PLANS OF US SEDUCIN' OUR WOMEN IN THE BACKSEAT OF THE CARRIAGE TOGETHER?! AAGH!!! DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON THAT NICE, HOT, STEAMY PLAN!!! AND WHAT ABOUT THE FEMALE ELF MUD WRESTLING AND-"
"LEGOLAS!! PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!! I AM NOT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM GOING TO KILL YOUR LIDDLE BLONDE SELF!!!!" Aragorn yelled, shaking Legolas by the shoulders hard to bring him back to Middle-Earth. "Besides," he continued, more calmly, "You know I wouldn't miss doin' that and watching THAT anytime 'ol friend! Sure brings back many memories that sure need a-reminiscing."
"Pwomise?" said Legolas in a voice suitable for that of little elves scared of Ringwraiths under their beds.
"I promise. Now listen, I don't know WHY Arwen read that WE, OF ALL PEOPLE IN MIDDLE-EARTH-" Aragorn shouted, waving his arms about, "were lovers. I cannot see how we would interact with each other in those manners, seeing as to how you don't have a-"
"Ahem-" Legolas interrupted, not wanting Aragorn to go any further with those details.
"Right, well anyway, I gotta go tell her that it's not true before she goes and tells-"
"Elrond," they said in unison. (I know that's corny, but acch, but the heck, real pplz in real life do it all the time! You know of what I speak, SO STOP THINKIN LIKE THAT!!!!)
"Because, you see, Legolas, I made a teeny weeny, miniscule-y, itty-bitty, eency weency, diminutive (Haha! One time when the dictionary/thesaurus feature can come in handy for ya! But you probably get what it means, riiite? Make me happy and say I have taught you all a new word today? Lol), little promise to her father-one that I swore not to break," Aragorn said, shaking his wet dog like hair with the head attached.
"And what's that grandpa-with your big words? Or not so big words, ahahaha," Legolas replied, smirking, and very proud of his little joke.
"Shuddup, you know perfectly well how much older you are than me, and that joke-ugh, that was NOT FUNNY!! Now-where was I again?" Aragorn stated, scratching his head, looking upon the golden features that Legolas possessed-his shining hair, his beautiful cheekbones, the blush on his cheeks, his pouty lips, hi-(sorry, Orlijah has now gone too far. This is not a Legolas visual. This is not a Legolas visual. This is not a Legolas visual. * Sigh *)
"You were at the part where you were gonna tell me the promise you made to Elrond?"
"Oooh, right right. So anyway, like I was saying-about the promise. Good 'ol Elrond Peredhil made me swear to forever cherish, love, support, keep, and provide for his daughter-my lovely Arwen," Aragorn said, fondly, "He also happened to say that if I ever broke her heart, in any way, that my punishment would be worse than that of getting my egg rolls cut off," Aragorn ended, distaste in his voice.
"What are egg rolls?" Legolas inquired, unknowingly.
"Uhh, nevermind," Aragorn responded, disappointed that they would probably never share a nice, Chinese meal together with the use of chopsticks, if Legolas didn't even know what egg rolls were.
"So what do we do now?"
"WE!! Shall go and find Arwen!!" Aragorn stated, leaping up, like a soldier enlisted for war.
"YES!" Legolas responded giddily, happy that he would experience no odd torture.
"Then! We shall tell her that WE ARE NOT LOVERS!!"
"WE ARE NOT LOVERS!!!!"
"THEN!! I shall treat her to something to make up for having her angry for no good reason!!"
"TREATING THE WIFEY!!"
"AND THEN!!! If all goes well and according to plan, we shall kiss and make love endlessly for the rest of the night and the following morning!!!" Aragorn concluded, drawing in a breath.
"MAKIN LOOOVE!! Sweeet Loooove!!" Legolas sang, doin a little dance.
"Ok then!! Here we go!!" Aragorn declared, saluting to no one in particular.
"Aye, aye, CAP-I-TAN!!" Legolas saluted back, jumping up, and giving his Sno-Cone a lick.
"ONWARD HOOOO!!!" Aragorn bellowed, beginning to unlock the 69 bolts.
"WE GONNA GET DA HO!!" Legolas repeated, shaking his moneymaker.
Aragorn turned around and smacked him in the head, "Nooo, you silly goose!! We gon get mah wifey!! Now let's go!"
"Okey dokey!" Legolas piped, skipping out the door after Aragorn.
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Ook, Didn't use ANY of the inspiration I got from visitin the Ren Faire, but oh well. Going there DID help me think of themes, and uh, I dunno if this is just me, but I see Aragorn and Leggy talking here, kinda Western style, ya know, cowboy outfit, horses on the side, by the porch of a tavern, chewin on some grass. Ya know? Riite. Anyhow, I have the mind to start a story bout these 'ship pplz visitin the Ren Faire, how bout it? You pplz got the mind to read it? And Esteladuial, ya got the mind to co-write with me? Or no?
Ooh-they had a boy around my age (middle schoolish) operatin the stands. He put on the MOST AWESOMEST SCOTTISH ACCENT!! JEEPERS!! COOLNESS!! I GOTTA WORK @ THE RENAISSANCE FAIRE WHEN I GROW UP!!! YIPPEEE!!!
Whoo. Now that that chapz finished, I'm gonna go eat some Ramen? Anybody else just luv that stuff? Oh, the chapz after this whole slash thing gets resolved mite take a while. I hafta go back and read reviews and stories suggested, k? Buh bai now, the noodles are a-callin for meee~ ;P
Sorry I'm a liddle late with this chap, haha, I meant to type it up 10-7, but I was wiped out after the Ren Faire. But here ya are, just like I promised, Chapter 8.
YES!! Under you nice pplz influence, I will continue writing parodies. Any suggestions for current rap songs? Cam'ron?
~'Hey Sam, What's up? Let's run, all right, all right. And we goin' to Rivendell tonite. You smoke, I smoke, I drink, some pints, well good. Cause we gon get high tonite.'~
Ook, not sure bout the rest of it, cuz the chorus part of that song's the only thing I can understand. Lol. I'll work on it. I mite do Christina A.'s 'Dirrty' Any enthusiasm from u pplz for that?
Maybe 'Hot In Herre'. I know, itz startin to get cold, but who cares? I luv the song, so heck wit it, I'll do a parody. ;P
~'I am getting' so hot, Legolas take your clothes off-'
Oh yeah~ Maybe I should include a visual? Like say, in a video version? Oooh, lalaa.
ON THEN!! WITH THIS HERE STOURY!!!!!
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The Fellowship Visits Fanfiction.net
Chapter 8. Say Wuh-?
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Was heard leaking from the Sno-Cone Legolas was clenching so tightly. He was trembling, afraid to look up, and see the horrified, beast, worse-than- banshee-Galadriel-face that belonged to Aragorn.
Aragorn stood there, bug-eyed. Panting heavily from screaming so loudly. He glanced down at the shriveled up figure of poor, terrified Legolas.
"Legolas?"
He shrunk further away at the mention of his name, saddened greatly that his Sno-Cone could offer no type of protection or console at all.
"Yes, Aragorn?" He squeaked, his voice above a whisper. The Sno-Cone continued to drip.
"LEGOLAS!" Aragorn yelled this time, abruptly grabbing the elf by his shoulders.
"Eeep!! Aggh!! Don't kill me!! PLEASE?!?! DON'T KILL ME!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIEEE!! I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO DO THE PLEASANT AND DIRTY THINGS ELVES CAN DO AT MY AGE!! NOOO!! PLEASE!!!" Legolas yelped, scrunching up his cute little face that was growing very pink.
"What?! I never said anything about KILLING!!" Aragorn yelled back, surprised his friendly friend who was as friendly as a friendly friend could be to other friends suggested this of him, his buddy, his ol' pal, who he went WAAY back with. (Okay, maybe not THAT far back. Seeing as to how Legolas is a couple thousand years OLDER than Aragorn.)
"PLEASE?!?! I BEG OF YOU, ESTEL!! REMEMBER? WE'RE BUDDIES!! WE'RE IN ON THIS TOGETHER!! COME ON!! WHAT ABOUT ALL THOSE PLANS OF US SEDUCIN' OUR WOMEN IN THE BACKSEAT OF THE CARRIAGE TOGETHER?! AAGH!!! DON'T TURN YOUR BACK ON THAT NICE, HOT, STEAMY PLAN!!! AND WHAT ABOUT THE FEMALE ELF MUD WRESTLING AND-"
"LEGOLAS!! PLEASE LISTEN TO ME!! I AM NOT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM GOING TO KILL YOUR LIDDLE BLONDE SELF!!!!" Aragorn yelled, shaking Legolas by the shoulders hard to bring him back to Middle-Earth. "Besides," he continued, more calmly, "You know I wouldn't miss doin' that and watching THAT anytime 'ol friend! Sure brings back many memories that sure need a-reminiscing."
"Pwomise?" said Legolas in a voice suitable for that of little elves scared of Ringwraiths under their beds.
"I promise. Now listen, I don't know WHY Arwen read that WE, OF ALL PEOPLE IN MIDDLE-EARTH-" Aragorn shouted, waving his arms about, "were lovers. I cannot see how we would interact with each other in those manners, seeing as to how you don't have a-"
"Ahem-" Legolas interrupted, not wanting Aragorn to go any further with those details.
"Right, well anyway, I gotta go tell her that it's not true before she goes and tells-"
"Elrond," they said in unison. (I know that's corny, but acch, but the heck, real pplz in real life do it all the time! You know of what I speak, SO STOP THINKIN LIKE THAT!!!!)
"Because, you see, Legolas, I made a teeny weeny, miniscule-y, itty-bitty, eency weency, diminutive (Haha! One time when the dictionary/thesaurus feature can come in handy for ya! But you probably get what it means, riiite? Make me happy and say I have taught you all a new word today? Lol), little promise to her father-one that I swore not to break," Aragorn said, shaking his wet dog like hair with the head attached.
"And what's that grandpa-with your big words? Or not so big words, ahahaha," Legolas replied, smirking, and very proud of his little joke.
"Shuddup, you know perfectly well how much older you are than me, and that joke-ugh, that was NOT FUNNY!! Now-where was I again?" Aragorn stated, scratching his head, looking upon the golden features that Legolas possessed-his shining hair, his beautiful cheekbones, the blush on his cheeks, his pouty lips, hi-(sorry, Orlijah has now gone too far. This is not a Legolas visual. This is not a Legolas visual. This is not a Legolas visual. * Sigh *)
"You were at the part where you were gonna tell me the promise you made to Elrond?"
"Oooh, right right. So anyway, like I was saying-about the promise. Good 'ol Elrond Peredhil made me swear to forever cherish, love, support, keep, and provide for his daughter-my lovely Arwen," Aragorn said, fondly, "He also happened to say that if I ever broke her heart, in any way, that my punishment would be worse than that of getting my egg rolls cut off," Aragorn ended, distaste in his voice.
"What are egg rolls?" Legolas inquired, unknowingly.
"Uhh, nevermind," Aragorn responded, disappointed that they would probably never share a nice, Chinese meal together with the use of chopsticks, if Legolas didn't even know what egg rolls were.
"So what do we do now?"
"WE!! Shall go and find Arwen!!" Aragorn stated, leaping up, like a soldier enlisted for war.
"YES!" Legolas responded giddily, happy that he would experience no odd torture.
"Then! We shall tell her that WE ARE NOT LOVERS!!"
"WE ARE NOT LOVERS!!!!"
"THEN!! I shall treat her to something to make up for having her angry for no good reason!!"
"TREATING THE WIFEY!!"
"AND THEN!!! If all goes well and according to plan, we shall kiss and make love endlessly for the rest of the night and the following morning!!!" Aragorn concluded, drawing in a breath.
"MAKIN LOOOVE!! Sweeet Loooove!!" Legolas sang, doin a little dance.
"Ok then!! Here we go!!" Aragorn declared, saluting to no one in particular.
"Aye, aye, CAP-I-TAN!!" Legolas saluted back, jumping up, and giving his Sno-Cone a lick.
"ONWARD HOOOO!!!" Aragorn bellowed, beginning to unlock the 69 bolts.
"WE GONNA GET DA HO!!" Legolas repeated, shaking his moneymaker.
Aragorn turned around and smacked him in the head, "Nooo, you silly goose!! We gon get mah wifey!! Now let's go!"
"Okey dokey!" Legolas piped, skipping out the door after Aragorn.
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Ook, Didn't use ANY of the inspiration I got from visitin the Ren Faire, but oh well. Going there DID help me think of themes, and uh, I dunno if this is just me, but I see Aragorn and Leggy talking here, kinda Western style, ya know, cowboy outfit, horses on the side, by the porch of a tavern, chewin on some grass. Ya know? Riite. Anyhow, I have the mind to start a story bout these 'ship pplz visitin the Ren Faire, how bout it? You pplz got the mind to read it? And Esteladuial, ya got the mind to co-write with me? Or no?
Ooh-they had a boy around my age (middle schoolish) operatin the stands. He put on the MOST AWESOMEST SCOTTISH ACCENT!! JEEPERS!! COOLNESS!! I GOTTA WORK @ THE RENAISSANCE FAIRE WHEN I GROW UP!!! YIPPEEE!!!
Whoo. Now that that chapz finished, I'm gonna go eat some Ramen? Anybody else just luv that stuff? Oh, the chapz after this whole slash thing gets resolved mite take a while. I hafta go back and read reviews and stories suggested, k? Buh bai now, the noodles are a-callin for meee~ ;P