A/N: I got this idea from Toby Keith Fanatic from her story: Legolas BANG. How one would get this idea from that? Well I was thinking about the "Uh, internet" part and it reminded me of fairly odd parents and than of fairies :D and than PIXIES :DDD
Disclaimer: I own none of JRR char. I do however own all the original char, :P
Summary: A sprite/Pixie is making Legolas's life hell. She comes to him at night, singing her little songs of warning and comes back during the day, ready to play and pick on him. But there is a deeper story to it. Somewhat funny, or at least I'll try to make it funny :P
Purple Candy Canes and Pixies Dancing in my Head.
'Eyes as gray as a white owl's wings
Heart as devious as a fox's can be.
Ears that hear everything to hear.
Soul dark as the forest holding the laughing stream.'
He always heard these words sung before she would appear. It took Legolas a while to realize that the person being sung about was her. And the person singing was also her. At first she would only come in the dead of night, after being woken in a cold sweat creping down his back. She truly was a tricky little nymph, standing only the height of your thumb and forefinger together. She would rest herself against his shoulder and begin by asking a riddled question. He, at first only swatted her away, as if it were just a dream. And to him it was. Until… things started happening. Her riddled questions would always been answered the next day, in the action that happened to him and the things he 'accidentally' did, were all her fault as of late. He never learned her name yet. She would laugh at moment and turn back the subject to what she had done that day or another riddle to be asked.
Well, there she was: standing at his feet and singing her songs, she seemed to love so much. Her eyes gleaming and her mouth smiling with satisfaction. Her voice was as fine as an Elf's but filled with a fiery depth he had never heard before. Her dry color of yellow hair was always pulled into a mess of a pony tail. Loose strains were always beaded with either purple or red beads. Her eyes were gray as her songs suggest and her skin tone was slightly darker than a human's. Her ears were pierced 4 times on each side and a tattoo of 3 purple diamonds overlapped each other on her forehead. She had another tattoo placed under her right eyes: A light blue crescent moon, open part facing up with another purple diamond in the middle. She never wore much clothing, and all over her body where dark marks that Legolas could never figure out. There was a piece of cloth wrapped around her breast area and another cloth wrapping her middle. She was somewhat chubby, but her demeanor also said that she didn't care. There was another tattoo located on her left and right arm. It was sort of a block with a 4th missing. Slightly above the missing part was a circle. These tattoos were light blue. Her legs were plumper than any other female legs he had seen before, which wasn't many.
'Eyes that hold the truth that burns
The truth you will soon learn
Body and mind that feel the rage,
Of my master's play."
Master? That was something she had never uttered before. "What do you want little Nymph?" He groaned and rolled over. She hopped up and appeared, hovering over his nose.
'I'm a little sprite,
Yes, someday you'll know why I've come, you might.
Fight me with everything you got.
Because I am a pixie, not a nymph like you thought'
"Please leave me be. Tomorrow is an important day for me."
'Tomorrow, yes indeed.
You'll finally meet your bride to be.
Just watch what you say and do.
You wouldn't want to seem like a fool'
She smiled and giggled to herself. "At least stop with your singing tonight you wretched sprite." There really wasn't much to figure out from this warning she gave. He knew the game now. But no matter what he did, she would find a way to screw it up. Carrying out his royal duties was a complete pain with her around. He had just given up after a few weeks had passed. And this is when she started to appear in the day time. Playing with other people's minds as well as his, it seemed as well that he was the only one able to see her.
"Dear, little, elven boy. You are so old, yet your mind is so young." She half sung, half spoke.
"Nymph… You are but the size of my hand."
She sighed. "My eyes can see that you are worried." Her voice was the way honey cream cakes should sound, Rich and mild with a hint of sweetness.
"Of what you might do, little thing." He was annoyed, angry even. But he knew that if he were in another shoe's he would think this very funny, so he couldn't help smiling to himself.
"Do not worry yourself. I've come to give you a piece of information few have learned. And Do not worry also of what will happen tomorrow. I will not bother things to badly, if you are nice to me." She flicked the tip of his nose with her bare foot. He scrunched his nose up in reaction.
"What information is this?"
"You have often asked my name. Well I'm here to give it to you. My master has allowed me to utter this important thing."
"Oh you have a master now?"
"Its true that us sprites and pixies love games, but I would never hurt another the way I have hurt you, without a master guiding my hands and trickier." Her eyes changed for a moment. They were no longer playful but filled with deep thought and loneliness. The hurt with pain. "I would never want to hurt you, Legolas Prince of Mirkwood." These words were spoken softly and so calmly it sent Legolas into chills.
She started to sing, but this song wasn't her cheerful singing it was sad and scared.
'Angels and Demons will show.
Sometimes it's hard to tell one from the other's bow.
I hope someday you're mature enough to know.
Longer, I wish I could stay,
But now I have to leave and say:
My name is Sarbith Faye'
She faded away and for a few moments he heard her sing go on.
'Learn the real game by heart
And soon you'll understand why I've been sent here from the start.
She's preparing you for her ways,
Just so she can have a little fun to pass the days.'
The last part was song with such hatred it made him shiver all the more. He rolled to his back once more and stared at the stone slab for a ceiling. The finishing on the sides were laced with gold and sliver. He sighed and soon he shifted states from the real world, to the dream.
A/N: work in progress. So yeah.. Will fix some stuff I dun really like atm.
Disclaimer: I own none of JRR char. I do however own all the original char, :P
Summary: A sprite/Pixie is making Legolas's life hell. She comes to him at night, singing her little songs of warning and comes back during the day, ready to play and pick on him. But there is a deeper story to it. Somewhat funny, or at least I'll try to make it funny :P
Purple Candy Canes and Pixies Dancing in my Head.
'Eyes as gray as a white owl's wings
Heart as devious as a fox's can be.
Ears that hear everything to hear.
Soul dark as the forest holding the laughing stream.'
He always heard these words sung before she would appear. It took Legolas a while to realize that the person being sung about was her. And the person singing was also her. At first she would only come in the dead of night, after being woken in a cold sweat creping down his back. She truly was a tricky little nymph, standing only the height of your thumb and forefinger together. She would rest herself against his shoulder and begin by asking a riddled question. He, at first only swatted her away, as if it were just a dream. And to him it was. Until… things started happening. Her riddled questions would always been answered the next day, in the action that happened to him and the things he 'accidentally' did, were all her fault as of late. He never learned her name yet. She would laugh at moment and turn back the subject to what she had done that day or another riddle to be asked.
Well, there she was: standing at his feet and singing her songs, she seemed to love so much. Her eyes gleaming and her mouth smiling with satisfaction. Her voice was as fine as an Elf's but filled with a fiery depth he had never heard before. Her dry color of yellow hair was always pulled into a mess of a pony tail. Loose strains were always beaded with either purple or red beads. Her eyes were gray as her songs suggest and her skin tone was slightly darker than a human's. Her ears were pierced 4 times on each side and a tattoo of 3 purple diamonds overlapped each other on her forehead. She had another tattoo placed under her right eyes: A light blue crescent moon, open part facing up with another purple diamond in the middle. She never wore much clothing, and all over her body where dark marks that Legolas could never figure out. There was a piece of cloth wrapped around her breast area and another cloth wrapping her middle. She was somewhat chubby, but her demeanor also said that she didn't care. There was another tattoo located on her left and right arm. It was sort of a block with a 4th missing. Slightly above the missing part was a circle. These tattoos were light blue. Her legs were plumper than any other female legs he had seen before, which wasn't many.
'Eyes that hold the truth that burns
The truth you will soon learn
Body and mind that feel the rage,
Of my master's play."
Master? That was something she had never uttered before. "What do you want little Nymph?" He groaned and rolled over. She hopped up and appeared, hovering over his nose.
'I'm a little sprite,
Yes, someday you'll know why I've come, you might.
Fight me with everything you got.
Because I am a pixie, not a nymph like you thought'
"Please leave me be. Tomorrow is an important day for me."
'Tomorrow, yes indeed.
You'll finally meet your bride to be.
Just watch what you say and do.
You wouldn't want to seem like a fool'
She smiled and giggled to herself. "At least stop with your singing tonight you wretched sprite." There really wasn't much to figure out from this warning she gave. He knew the game now. But no matter what he did, she would find a way to screw it up. Carrying out his royal duties was a complete pain with her around. He had just given up after a few weeks had passed. And this is when she started to appear in the day time. Playing with other people's minds as well as his, it seemed as well that he was the only one able to see her.
"Dear, little, elven boy. You are so old, yet your mind is so young." She half sung, half spoke.
"Nymph… You are but the size of my hand."
She sighed. "My eyes can see that you are worried." Her voice was the way honey cream cakes should sound, Rich and mild with a hint of sweetness.
"Of what you might do, little thing." He was annoyed, angry even. But he knew that if he were in another shoe's he would think this very funny, so he couldn't help smiling to himself.
"Do not worry yourself. I've come to give you a piece of information few have learned. And Do not worry also of what will happen tomorrow. I will not bother things to badly, if you are nice to me." She flicked the tip of his nose with her bare foot. He scrunched his nose up in reaction.
"What information is this?"
"You have often asked my name. Well I'm here to give it to you. My master has allowed me to utter this important thing."
"Oh you have a master now?"
"Its true that us sprites and pixies love games, but I would never hurt another the way I have hurt you, without a master guiding my hands and trickier." Her eyes changed for a moment. They were no longer playful but filled with deep thought and loneliness. The hurt with pain. "I would never want to hurt you, Legolas Prince of Mirkwood." These words were spoken softly and so calmly it sent Legolas into chills.
She started to sing, but this song wasn't her cheerful singing it was sad and scared.
'Angels and Demons will show.
Sometimes it's hard to tell one from the other's bow.
I hope someday you're mature enough to know.
Longer, I wish I could stay,
But now I have to leave and say:
My name is Sarbith Faye'
She faded away and for a few moments he heard her sing go on.
'Learn the real game by heart
And soon you'll understand why I've been sent here from the start.
She's preparing you for her ways,
Just so she can have a little fun to pass the days.'
The last part was song with such hatred it made him shiver all the more. He rolled to his back once more and stared at the stone slab for a ceiling. The finishing on the sides were laced with gold and sliver. He sighed and soon he shifted states from the real world, to the dream.
A/N: work in progress. So yeah.. Will fix some stuff I dun really like atm.
