A/N: I beg you to be patient now, because this chapter is kind of an interlude, an interact. Here we'll finally know why they are so scared with each other. I think this may be a little bit (ok, a lot, to be honest) confusing, and I again beg you to be patient with it!
Anyway please REVIEW!
Oh, and I am so happy today – finally, after saving money for three months, I got to buy The Silmarillion! Go me!
Now on with the Interact!
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"Now Eomer dearest could you please get your butt out of here?", Eowyn stated with a grin.
"Why?", Faramir asked looking dumb as usual.
"Because, my dearest hubby, this is our room! Ours! Our own! Our precious!", Eowyn pointed out.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, where's he? Where's Gollum?", Sam came in the room runing menancingly holding a hot smoothing iron.
"It's not Gollum – just mad Eowyn!", Eomer smiled at the hobbit who left breathing in a relieved way and muttering something about having to iron Mr Frodo's clothes.
"You've got a room of your own, Eomer! Get out of here!", Eowyn was going mad.
"Why do I have to go?", Eomer was feeling hurt.
"Yeah, why does he have to go?", Faramir felt hurt too.
"Ai Valar!", she rolled her eyes. "Because I have to bath and get prepared for the party!"
"I don't wanna leave!", Eomer insisted.
"I don't wanna him to leave!", Faramir shouted.
"Fine! Go to Eomer's room then you two and leave me alone!", she angrily threw her husband the clothes he'd wear at the party.
"Ok!", they smiled kissing each one one of her cheeks and left.
"I think I'll never understand these guys! The boys of my life!", she smiled rolling eyes. Then she went to bath.
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"Eomer, Faramir, where're you going dudes?", Gimli met the guys at the corridor.
"To my room. We're gonna take a shower and get prepared to the party!", Eomer replied.
"Oh... I'm going to our room too. I wanna bath before Leggy – you imagine how many time he spends bathing, don't ya? Could you guys please do me a favor? If you see Leggy boy, please entertain him. I don't know how – talk about something, ask him something, I dunno, just slow him, pleeeeeease?", Gimli asked trying to get somehow a puppy face.
"Ok Gimli but please do not try to make a puppy face! It's scaring!", Faramir disgustly said.
"Thanks guys! I'll pay you a beer!", he left runing.
"Very funny this dwarf fellow, isn't he?!", Eomer laughed.
When the boys were arriving at Eomer's room...
"Hey dudes what are you doing?", Legolas asked.
Faramir and Eomer stared at each other. How to slow the elf? It was no easy job at all, since Legolas did not get interested with futile things.
"Wow, what a catfight we got into, hmmm?", Faramir was desperately trying to find a subject to talk about.
"I have no time to talk about this now. I have to prepare myself for the party. Do you know how many time I spend bathing, using my beauty products and fixing my hair?", he asked. "A lot!", he answered his own question wide-eyed.
"Poor Gimli!", Faramir thought. But then Eomer just came with the perfect plot to win the elf's attention.
"Leggy, could you imagine that we would be with Arwen's freaking family again under the same roof?", was Eomer's brilliant idea. Then he blinked to Faramir, who looked really relieved.
Legolas was even more wide-eyed. His big blue elven eyes were staring at nowhere, as he was remembering old things. Old memories that he was trying to forget but just kept on chasing him. "It is a tricky situation isn't it dudes?", he asked more to himself than to the guys.
"Yes it is. C'mon Leggy we have time! Let's take a sit at Eomer's place and have a nice chat! There's a long time that we don't have a good conversation!", Faramir tapped the elf's shoulder as they walked in the horse master's room.
"Here Leggy take this!", Eomer threw the elf a beer bottle. "You see, I've got a little refrigerator here!", he threw a bottle to Faramir and got one.
"So, Leggy! What a tricky situation hmmm?", Faramir said and then just let his elf pal talk.
"Ai guys! Valar! It can't be good to recall such things, but these memories just keep on chasing me! I can't forget those things! It was scaring, wasn't it?", he rubbed his hands. "And it all started as simple vacations...", he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, those vacations! Whose idea it was?!", Eomer was trying to remember.
"Aragorn's, as usual! He's always geting us into trouble!", Faramir sadly nodded.
"And we seem to like it, since here we go again!", the elf sighed. "Those vacations... It all started 'cause Aragorn 'I am the king' was too tired and needed to rest. And freaking Arwen 'I have to make Ranger boy's life a living Mordor' decided her freaking family was goin' too!", Legolas swallowed a drain of beer.
"Yes I do remember. And when Aragorn knew she was taking her family he decided taking us too!", Faramir sighed and emptied his bottle.
"Then we went to Dol Amroth!", Eomer said and smiled as the sweet memories of Prince Imrahil's daughter came to his mind. "I shall marry her!", he thought to self and shook his head, as to get away those stupid thoughts.
"Yes, beautiful Dol Amroth! Nice Prince Imrahil! It's a pity that we'll never be able to see him again!", Legolas sobbed. "We just exploded the dude's palace!", he shouted. "How could we do it?"
"We were drunk Legolas. Galadriel kept on annoying Eowyn through telepathy, she drove sis mad. Then Eowyn almost killed her!", Eomer remembered. "How could you possibly have married my sis, Faramir?", he was curious.
"I always loved strong people! I need someone to control me, you know! And since daddy was dead... your sis just seemed perfect to the job!", Faramir answered and Eomer nodded in agreement.
"Yes I remember! Galadriel never talked to Eowyn again! And Eowyn haven't had a good sleeping night since then: she's always cursed with the thought that Galadriel will somehow read her thoughts!", Legolas was now shivering and his voice was fading.
"And then came the twins...", Eomer remembered.
"Oh yeah! Freaking twins just kept on mimicking Gollum to Frodo and Sam! Poor hobbits went mad!", Legolas said.
"It was then that I had that stupid idea!", Faramir sobbed and Eomer rolled eyes.
"That's ok, Faramir. You were just mad because of your wife!", Legolas understandly tapped the Gondorian's shoulder.
"Then Eomer and I put Celeborn's hair on fire!", Faramir almost laughed. They were now so happy due to the second bottle of beer.
"Remember the Lord of Lothlórien runing as a chicken all around Imrahil's palace?", the three burst out laughing.
"And then Gimli tied Arwen's shoes...", Legolas was now drinking his third beer bottle.
"Wow it was so funny when she stumbled and fell right on Gandalf's lap!", Eomer was laughing so hard.
"I miss Gandalf the old fellow!", Legolas sighed.
"Yes, but when Arwen fell right on his lap he got so angry, the old Maia...", Eomer pointed out.
"And at this very moment Eowyn was chasing Galadriel, runing as a mad girl agitating her sword in the air and blowing her horn!", Faramir rolled his eyes.
"Also Sam and Frodo were trying to kill the twins!", it was Eomer turn to speak. "And Merry and Pippin were frying a fish, which made the entire palace stink as the Dead Marshes!"
"And Celeborn was runing trying to put out his hair's fire!", Legolas' turn.
"And Arwen was chasing us because we put her granpa on fire!", it was Faramir's.
"And I", Legolas sobbed, "I was trying to stop all this mess when Aragorn screamed so loud and, brandishing his sword, tried to kill everybody!", he sighed. "I got so scared that I pranced away. And it was when... Oh my!", he couldn't carry on talking.
"Poor Prince Imrahil didn't know how to stop the mess!", Eomer sadly nodded.
"And then he had that great idea. How did he come to think of that, Eru?", Faramir never really understood.
"But yet he did it, my friends. He called Gandalf – who was so angry – and asked him to stop the mess. Then the Maia got his bigger fireworks. Exactly at this moment I was prancing away and Gandalf saw me. Then he asked me to stay there and light the fireworks – and we were still inside the building. When it exploded, the Palace simply blew into the air – along with me!", his voice was almost fading. "And you stood there, looking like Merry and Pippin when they exploded Gandalf's fireworks at Bilbo's anniversary party, so many years ago...", Legolas was shivering.
"And you were missing!", Eomer recalled.
"I was hung to a tree, three miles away from what once was Dol Amroth's Palace!", this memory was so mean to our good elf guy.
"I happened to find you, half an hour later. You were there, all black. Even your hair was black! I could only see your teeth, as you were with your month wide opened!", Faramir manly groped Legolas' back, trying to consolate him.
"I had been crying for a long time. When you found me, my voice was already gone, but I was still trying to scream for help. Oh, it took ages to me to make myself clean again! Can you imagine how painful it was?", Legolas emptied his fifth bottle with unshed tears in his eyes.
"Oh my! Poor Leggy boy!", Eomer said. "But anyway, now it's time for us to take a shower and get dressed to the party! We will rock them, Leggy, you'll see!"
"I'm sure we will!", the elf said.
Then the three got up. The world was spinning. They were drunk.
"Wow! Oh my, Valar, we're drunk!", Eomer laughed.
"Well I think I must go now! I'll bath! And I'll use my beauty products! And I'll fix my hair!", Legolas said and left, barely guessing the way to his room.
"We will do the same! And Gimli will pay us a beer!", Faramir said as soon as the elf stepped out the room. Then the two humans burst out laughing, remembering how funny it was to blow Dol Amroth's Palace into air.
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"Daddy please could you help me up with this?", Arwen shouted from her room. Elrond was teasing Galadriel and Celeborn at their room, spreading tooth paste in their faces while they were sleeping.
"I'm coming!", he shouted back. "What's this smell, my Eru?", Elrond murmured covering his all too sensitive elven nose whe he stepped on his daughter's room.
"Help me daddy! Please!", Arwen was begging.
"Oh no, Arwen!", Elrond was astonished. "I've never changed your nappies, you want me now to change your daughter's?", he was disgusted.
"Nevermind Arwen! Men! Humans or elves, they're all the same!", Celebrían arrived smiling and helpful.
The women changed the little baby's nappy. She was now clean and perfumed.
"Oh now she's a cute little elf baby!", Elrond smiled holding his baby grandaughter in his arms.
"She's half an elf! Just like you daddy!", Arwen smiled.
"Yeah... her dad is a good man, despite the fact that he is a moron!", Elrond poited out. He liked Aragorn and his friends, after all.
"Good man, Elrond? How can you feel like that?", Celebrían was astonished. "You told me Arwen would be better with us back in Valinor!"
"And she would. But he's a good man!", Elrond insisted.
"But... but... I... I don't understand you, Elrond!", Celebrían was confused.
"Nevermind, daughter! It is because Elrond was drunk and didn't see what happened at Dol Amroth!", Celeborn arrived and everybody laughed.
"Well, don't blame me if I have alcohoolic amnesia!", Elrond had a point.
"Valar! Our family always do bad marriages, Celeborn dearest!", Galadriel arrived and everybody laughed.
"Why are you laughing at us?", the Lothlórien couple asked simultaneously.
"Just 'cause you both have tooth paste spread all over your faces!", laughed Arwen.
Celeborn and Galadriel death glared Elrond. Then he screamed and inexplicably fainted.
"Mom! You are hurting people telepathically again!", Celebrían said trying and waking her husband up.
Celeborn just laughed.
"Well you should like these Aragorn's freaking friends anyway Celebrían! It was because of them that we left to the Undying Lands!", Celeborn kissed his daughter's cheek.
"Yeah I know. Dol Amroth. When you told me what happened, I had nightmares for ages! Oh my! I never thought I'd meet these people, Eru!", Celebrían said cuddling her husband.
"They're good people! I know they are...", Elrond thought but didn't dare saying that out aloud.
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A note to my gentle reviewers.....
Denni-Bloom: I got really happy to read your review! It's always nice to have new people! I hope you keep reading! What do you think about this chapter?
Dreamality: Wow, you'll have to wait 'till next chapter to see what will happen at the party! But I needed to explain why they were so frightened at each other! I hope you like it!
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