Padme: Well, welcome to another ridiculously funny chapter of 'Ring of Power'.
Anakin: As you can see, The group have arrived in Rivendell, where they found koin-- I mean, Jounouchi, who was wearing what looked like some weird green poncho.
Seto: I still need a bigger horse...My boots are dirty.
Padme: They were already dirty.
Sabre-dragon: Don't worry, it's going to get even more funny...
Lissy: Yes, well, Frodo and Sam don't play much of a part in this one...Though I'm not saying who gets the ring.
Of course, there will be many on-going jokes in this fic...such as Seto's marshmallow fetish....And the war between Legolas and a certain other person on who is 'The prettiest'.
Anyway, on with the fic.
Chapter Four:
'Jou!' Yugi squealed and tackled his friend.
Yami sweatdropped.
'I take it you two know each other?' Legolas raised a dark eyebrow.
'We lost him earlier on,' said Ryou. 'We've been wondering where he got to.'
As promised, there was food. An extremely large amount of food, to Jounouchi's great, squealing, joy.
Unfortunately, for Seto, there was only fish, and large amounts of sickly-sweet elven fruits.
'No meat?' The brunette squeaked, as though there were tears about to start a flood from his dark-blue eyes.
During the loud and unruly crunching, chewing and gulping of refreshments, a tall, dark-haired she-elf entered the room, quietly making her way across to one of the many balconies.
She was followed by a group of short, hairy-footed creatures, and a man with such greasy hair, you couldn't tell whether it was black, or dark-brown.
'Is he okay?' piped up the chubbiest of the three.
'He is fine...' the elf replied, smiling quietly, as if daydreaming.
Seto looked up from his plate, while Yami poked a large, knobbly fruit distastefully.
The man seemed to have wandered off, Bakura had noticed him, and his elf companion.
'Erf, Legolas, we seem to have company...' he inquired, still chewing his mouthful of fish.
'Wha?' the elf flicked some blonde hair out of his food, and shot Bakura one of his usual puzzled looks.
Bakura pointed discreetly at the tall she-elf.
'Ah, Arwen Evenstar, so nice to see you.' Legolas bowed lightly.
The others turned their heads slightly, and greeted the elf with a mouthful of food.
'Eylo!' the group chorused, though Seto still stared blankly at his platter, fiddling with the fruit he had been offered.
His stomach growled angrily.
All the she-elf could do was stare at Yugi.
'Nice hair...' she blinked.
The feast was soon over...after a few whines from Seto managed to get Legolas to shoot a lean looking waterbird off the balcony for him.
Seto actually enjoyed eating a half-charred animal, much to the disgust of the elvish onlookers.
It soon became clear, a few minutes later, that Seto's stomach found it distasteful. He was hurredly rushed of to the infirmary area of the residence,
clearly ready to throw up his breakfast from two weeks ago any moment.
'Some...food...' Kaiba managed to splutter as he was escorted through a particularly flower-decorated archway.
Seto was then taken to a room where he was shown to a bed, again, smothered with flowers.
'Do my eyes deceive me? Do I se...a bed?' Seto's blue eyes swelled to twice their size, tears about to spill over them.
A dark-haired elf with an even more frightening face than Bakura emerged from behind the doorway.
'My name is Elrond...and I'm here to help.' he smiled, though Kaiba looked as though he was about to scream and run halfway to the ends of the earth.
'Erm, erm...alright...' Seto replied, a rather petrified look on his features.
One of the hairy-footed creatures poked his head around the door.
'Is Mister Frodo awake, yet?'
Seto stared at it, an eyebrow raised in disbelief. It was shorter than Yugi.
'No, Master Gamgee, he hadn't yet woken up. You may go sit by him, if you like.' Elrond smiled again, extracting a whimper from Kaiba.
'I do hope Seto's okay...' Ryou said to Yugi as he finished his third course of food.
'I'm sure he's having a wonderful time...' giggled Jou through a mouthful of cream. 'Legolas tells me elves have great treatments for stomach ache.'
Down in the elves' infirmary, Seto was being force-fed Elrond's home-made stomach-ache cure. Dried eagle tongue and horse flesh mixed with various foul-tasting herbs.
Three elves had been called, one for restraining Seto's arms, one for holding his head back, and one for pising open the CEO's very relunctant jaws.
This resulted in two of them being kicked in certain sensitive areas.
'And he looked like such a refined being when I first saw him...' Elrond shook his head, after pouring the mix down Seto's throat and clamping his lips together tightly.
Seto spluttered lightly, gasping for air.
'Must get...water...'
Elrond frowned. 'No, water'll just make it worse, Master Kaiba. Best lie down for a while.'
Seto looked as if he wanted to take a a knife to Elrond's long, dark hair.
He growled lowly, still clutching his stomach painfully.
As the group got up from their meal, (Well, Jou was dragged) they noticed a subsequent number of arrivals.
Bakura managed to point out to Malik that none of them were wearing riciulous jewellery.
This was followed my a loud thwacking noise and a cry of 'Crap! That HURT!'.
A short, red-haired humanoid waddled it's way past Malik, briefly stopping to throw the comment of 'What kind of an axe is that?' towards his Sennen Rod.
Malik scowled. He had a definate feeling Seto was feeling a lot better than he was.
'If he says anything about my hair...' Bakura flattened his hair sheepishly.
'I wonder how Kaiba's doin'...' Jounouchi was close to cackling point, yet neither Yami nor Yugi could figure out why.
'Erm, Jou, what's so funny?' Yugi asked, a look of complete bewilderment of his face.
'Well, lets just say I was being sarcastic about the "Nice treatments for stomach ache"....' Jou started giggling uncontrollably.
'Oh my!' Ryou exclaimed, accompanied by his usual shocked look.
Even Yami looked a little disturbed. 'I do hope the bastard's okay...'
'Stoppit! Noo! No more! Please! No mooorrre....' the wailing was now audible across the courtyard.
'If you'd just sit still....' Elrond was getting rather pissed off.
'No more icky, horrible, bad, distasteful...Elvish clothing!' The CEO was also pissed off, and struggled to throw off his new attire.
It seemed Seto's distasteful elvish medicine was working.
Padme: I'm sorry, okiday?
Seto: -scowls- Sorry isn't good enough....
Anakin: Stop whining, ya fruit.
Sekhme: That wasn't nice.
Seto: -tears well over- R-R-Read and Review...MY PAIN! ;-;