Disclaimer: I don't own any LOTR Characters.

Note: Charity and Telepriën are the same person. I did a little plot change, I changed her *ahem* 'magic abilities'. I thought some of it was a bit too farfetched for my liking, so I changed it. She won't be moving things at will, but I'll keep the 'borrowing' energy, just because I've already started on that.

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This chapter seems long, but it's just a lot of dialogue. Just a warning to anyone who doesn't like slash, there will be a slight mention of it in this chapter. LOL, oh man I was so hyper while writing this chapter.

Chapter 10 ~Sexy Elrond~

Sobriety: The quality or state of being sober.

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Charity groaned as she lay on her back. Her body was aching from the day before, especially her arms. Luckily, she slept well. She did not dream, nor did she have nightmares. Being lazy, she did not bother to get up, instead she stared blankly at the sky. Birds flew overhead, bringing their light hearted songs with them. That's when Charity realized it was unusually quiet. No hobbits quarreling, no elves laughing, and no dwarf eating. Charity cautiously turned her head. No one was around.

"Where is everyone?" She whispered to herself, as she sat up.

"Ah, so you're finally awake." Gandalf said, he was sitting behind her on a rock, smoking a pipe.

Charity was a bit startled, "Oh Good Morning."

"If you're wondering where everyone is, they went ahead, back to Minas Tirith."

"Oh Okay, what time is it?"

"Tis noon."

"WHAT!! It'll take us half the day, to get back to Minas Tirith! We'll be late for the celebrations." Charity said with panic in her voice, she frantically stood up.

"Do not fret! We will be on time, we'll just have to ride fast. Gather your needs and we'll be off."

Charity obeyed and gathered her things. They quickly made their way towards the horses.

"Uh...Gandalf."

"Yes?"

"Could you hoist me up again?"

*********Back in Minas Tirith***********

The four small hobbits tiptoed there way past the kitchen, they were quiet and careful. Merry led the way, with the three hobbits following him, as if they were four rebellious teenagers about to commit a crime. The four crept into a cellar. Merry pulled out a piece of paper and scanned through it.

"What are we doing here?" Sam asked. Neither Merry nor Pippin replied, instead they picked up a bottle and unscrewed the top, they filled it with some wine.

"Merry, Pippin....what in Middle Earth are you doing?" Frodo said, suspiciously eyeing the two.

"We're making a special brew."

"You two are absolutely selfish!" Frodo shook his head.

"Oh no, this isn't for us! This is for Charity. We've decided to make a plan!" Pippin said.

"Plan?" Frodo and Sam questioned.

"Yes, the Get Charity Drunk Plan." Merry happily recited, he then pulled out a bag.

Sam nervously looked around, "What is that?"

"Elenos, it's a type of herb that adds a little more....flavor to alcohol. Plus it stays in your system for a long time." Merry said, grinning evilly.

"WHAT? Who gave you this?" Frodo tried to grab the bag, but it was too late. Pippin had poured in the contents of the bag into the whine.

"No one gave it to us! Aragorn had told us about it, he said it works really well. He cautioned us though, we must make sure no ELVES drink this!" Merry looked at the two.

"Why?"

Merry shrugged, "Aragorn had once given some to Haldir's brother, Rumil. Which resulted in him getting very drunk easily."

"AND?"

"Rumil stole a maiden's dress and put it on..."

"AND?"

Sam and Frodo were getting anxious.

"Rumil pranced around Caras Galadhon, with the dress..."

"AND???"

"He started confessing his love to Lord Celeborn. Which resulted in Lord Celeborn running away from Rumil like he was being chased by a pack of blood lustering wargs."

The four hobbits started laughing hysterically.

"Rumil doesn't even remember what happened!" Merry laughed.

"I never knew the Lothlorien elves had a....dark side to them!" Sam said, in-between his laughter.

"I wonder how the Rivendell elves are like then...." The four hobbits looked at each other and shrugged.

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Charity and Gandalf rushed into Minas Tirith. Shadowfax and Morne were quickly summoned away. The sun was almost down, the full moon was creeping its way up, trying to push its face from the clouds. Charity walk up many flights of stairs until she reached a tall, open, metal door. When she entered the great hall, it was filled with guest. There were many elves she had not met. She wove her way out of the crowd and tried to find her room. The temptation to crawl into her comfortable bed was diminished as she opened the door, and was greeted by many maidens.

"You're finally here! Arwen has been waiting for you!" One of the maidens said, they all gave her the elevator look. Charity's skin was stained with dirt, she reeked of smoke, and her hair was knotted.

"Oh My! We have a lot of work to do. Hurry, go and bathe!" Two of the maidens pushed her in the bathroom. Charity rushed into the bathroom, there was steam rising from the tub, the smell of soap clung to the air. She quickly undressed and washed up, her hair was too knotted for her to de-tangle. As she stepped out of the bathroom, the maidens quickly rushed up to her with brushes and towels. They blotted her hair quickly, then brushed her hair out. It took three maidens to de-tangle her hair.

"Ow!" Charity repeated, as the maidens pulled her hair.

"If you had come earlier, we would have been much gentler, but now we are rushed!"

"Here's the dress!" A maiden said, Charity's eyed widened as she was shown the dress.

"I am not wearing that!" Charity exclaimed, she jumped from her seat.

"Oh yes you are! Arwen said you'd be stubborn, so we came prepared." The maidens smiled, as they pulled out daggers.

As Charity was being chased around the room with dagger handling maidens, Haldir stood outside of her door, waiting. He could hear all the commotion in the room, occasionally hearing Charity's scream. Haldir shuddered.

'Thank the Valar I am not a maiden." He thought to himself.

Back in the room, the maidens had managed to control Charity, and get her into the dress. She grumbled curses under her breath, as the maidens brushed her hair again, they were trying to get it pin straight.

"We're done!" The maiden said.

"Do you want to look?" A maiden brought out a full length mirror, obviously not know of Charity's phobia. Charity shook her head. "Uh...Thanks a lot." Charity said, and quickly made her way to the door.

"Oh wait! We forgot to put a flower in your hair!" Charity quickly turned the door knob and ran out, before any of the maidens could catch her. Haldir was startled as Charity grabbed his arm, she clutched her dress with her other hand, as they ran away from her room. They made a sharp turn and stopped running, Charity peered through the corner and sighed.

"Sorry about that." Charity panted.

"You do not need to apologize, Charity you lo--"

Charity stopped him before he could finish, "Please don't say anything about how I look."

"Very well, I will say nothing. We must be off to the dinning room now." Haldir held out his arm, Charity hesitated, but grabbed onto his arm. They both walked to the dinning room. As soon as they walked in, Charity was amazed. The room was lit by many candles, beautiful paintings hung on the wall, roses were on every table, but Charity was amazed at how Arwen looked. She wore what looked to be a plain white dress, but as she turned it would shimmer, her hair was beautifully braided, but it was her face that was striking. Arwen's eyes glittered with happiness, she bore a warm smile on her face. Arwen noticed Charity at the door, and signaled the two to come closer. Haldir led the way, as they walked closer, Charity noticed two elf twins that had an uncanny resemblance to Elrond. Noticing many people were staring at her, she hid part of her face with her hair.

"You're finally here! How is the dress that I made?" Arwen asked, as she pulled Charity away from Haldir.

"It's really beautiful! Thanks. You look outstanding Arwen."

"Thank-You." Arwen smiled.

"Arwen, why are so many people staring at me?"

"I think it's the color of your dress." Charity looked around, she was right. All the maidens' dresses were light colors. Charity's dress, however, was dark as a raven. Immediately she turned red with embarrassment.

"Don't worry you look fine! Lighter colors didn't seem to work, so I made your dress black. Or else they're staring at you because you're with Haldir. You have every maiden, immortal and mortal, envying you."

"What?!" Charity had turned another shade of red, she mentally swore at herself many times. She had no intention of getting anyone jealous, nor did she have feelings for anyone on Middle Earth.

"Don't worry you'll be fine! Go take your seat and enjoy the night." Arwen smiled and led her back to Haldir. Charity lazily took Haldir's arm and walked to their table. Again she tried not to notice the people around her.

'Bloody...where's the alcohol!' Charity took a seat next to the hobbits. She noticed a cup of wine in front of her, and quickly drank it. Haldir sat comfortably beside her with his hands drumming the table.

"Bloody hell...Why do they have to stare? It's not like my breasts are falling out of this damn dress." She muttered under her breath. Haldir stopped drumming his fingers. Charity blinked, and swore at herself again. Haldir grinned at her like a Cheshire cat, Charity quickly folded her arms across her chest.

"I have a tendency to say things out loud, that shouldn't be said." She nervously said.

"I noticed." Haldir started drumming his fingers on the table again. Charity nervously played with the black lace coiled around her left arm, but she made sure not to reveal any scars.

Legolas and Gwilwileth entered the room. Gwilwileth wore a silvery-blue dress, it clung onto her body tightly. They sat across from the Charity and Haldir, they both greeted them with a smile. Several minutes passed by, soon the food was being served to them, and entertainment was being provided.

For an hour they all sat and watched as gorgeous maidens walked up to the stage, and sung songs in a language Charity didn't understand. With respect, she clapped after every song was sung.

'My God I am so bored, ABBA could do better.' Charity hummed the 'Dancing Queen' song in her head. The food on her plate had hardly been touched, Legolas eyed her with curiosity. Charity noticed, and she shifted her position uncomfortably, then averted her eyes away from him.

After another hour of elvish singing, people started to let loose. The hobbits again, were drunk as hell, and dancing on the tables. Charity couldn't help but laugh at them, by then, she had drunk little than one fourth of the bottle. Wilwarin was chatting with other maidens. Charity could've cared less where Legolas went. Haldir was also gone, he had been summoned over to Galadriel's table to talk. Charity sat alone at the table pushing the wine bottle forwards then back.

"Having fun?" Legolas said, taking a seat next to her.

"Meh...I'll be fine."

"How's the wine?"

Charity shrugged, "It has a weird aftertaste, but it's pretty good. The hobbits said that I should finish the bottle, but I can't. Legolas, just out of curiosity, how many times have you been drunk?"

"To be honest, never. I have a good tolerance to alcohol!"

Charity looked at him oddly, "You've never been drunk? Wow, that's interesting. Well, then help me finish this." She pushed the bottle towards him.

Legolas poured some in his cup, suddenly Sam came running towards them.

"NO! DON'T!" Sam yelled at the elf.

"Is something wrong?" Legolas waited for an explanation from the little hobbit. Sam stood there for a while, pondering. Soon Sam forgot what he was pondering about and shrugged, then went back to the other hobbits. Legolas looked at Charity, she shrugged. Legolas took a sip of the wine, immediately he felt out of character.

"I don't like it." Legolas shook his head, and pushed the whine bottle towards Charity.

"Screw it Legolas! Screw the rules and just drink." Charity said, the elenos was now getting to her.

Legolas looked at her in disbelief, "I do not know what you mean by screw it, or how you can screw the rules. But I shall screw it anyway!" Legolas took the wine bottle and chugged half the bottle down. Charity smirked. Legolas took a deep breath and blinked.

"Charity, you're absolutely out of your mind." Legolas stated.

"What? I'm completely sane!"

"You forgot the IN."

"Did you just burn me?"

Legolas made a sizzling sound, "No, I just insulted you."

"Legolas you get drunk easily..." Charity laughed and pointed at him. "No, I am in complete control!" Legolas said.

"I need air, I'm going out for a walk" Charity got up and made her way outside, she took the wine along, Legolas followed, slightly staggering. An elf with golden blonde hair gave the two an odd look. Charity shot him a deathly glare and stuck her tongue out. Legolas, drunk as hell, did exactly what she did. Little did they know they were showing disrespect to an Elf-Lord of Rivendell, Glorfindel. Tomorrow morning she would get one nice scolding from Elrond.

Legolas quickly ran outside and climbed up a tree. Charity also walked up to the tree, but was too lazy to climb.

"You shouldn't climb trees when you're drunk Legolas."

Legolas suddenly appeared in front of her, upside down, he was swinging on a tree branch.

"I am not drunk! Weeeeee" He swung on the branch. In his madness he did grasp a bit of reality 'If Gandalf finds Charity drunk with me, he'll push me off the highest peek of the Misty Mountains!' Legolas shrugged and carried on with his nonchalant attitude. He watched as Charity danced around with vulgarity.

"AIYA!" He exclaimed. //Oh!//

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,

And they're like, "It's better than yours"

Damn right, it's better than yours,

I can teach you, but I have to charge

I know you want it...

The thing that makes me,

What the guys go crazy for,

They lose their minds, the way I whine." She yelled out, but stopped when she heard THUD. Legolas had fallen out of the tree, after he saw her shameful behavior. Charity quickly ran over to the stupefied elf.

"Disregard everything you have seen Legolas." Charity said, while taking another swig of wine, then handed it to Legolas, who was still on the ground.

He also took a swig, "You're lucky no one else saw your lewd conduct, by the way, what's a milkshake?"

"A damn good drink, though mixed in an obscene song, it gains a whole new meaning." She smirked, then kneeled down beside Legolas. He sat up and looked at Charity, she looked back at him intensely. Legolas wondered what story was written in her hidden eyes, there was so much he didn't know. The dark curtains hiding her eyes would hopefully be pulled back.

"Legolas, you look weird." Charity smiled.

"Charity...you look like an orc from Moria."

"What did you say elfboy?!" Charity angrily said, wanting to slap him.

"No! That's a good thing! Moria orcs are the only orcs that look decent! You should see the Uruk-hai, they are absolutely nasty!" Legolas put his index fingers in front of his mouth, trying to make fangs.

"At least you're not old, wrinkly, and bearded." Legolas said. Charity looked at him confusingly, she didn't know whether to take his comment as a compliment or an insult.

"Just wondering, do you like strawberries? Am I talking to much? Tell me...Charity...what were we talking about?"

"Uh...how I don't have a beard." Charity said.

"Oh yes, no beard. Though, your hair is absolutely horrendous! Dry, brittle, and dull." Legolas added.

"You sound like a freakin' L'oreal commercial."

"No really! I should give you some elven shampoo!" Legolas flipped his hair.

"You're so drunk! ADMIT IT! Now go back inside!" Charity scolded him.

"I'm not admitting anything...well I'll admit this..."

Charity impatiently tapped her foot, waiting.

"Elrond is gifted with a very fine body..." Legolas said with formality.

Charity stopped tapping her foot, and looked at him with wide eyes. 'Let's use this to my advantage'

"What do you think of dear Haldir?"

"By Valar, he is one very fine elf." Legolas looked at her googly eyed.

Charity fell to the ground laughing, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, I'm gonna piss my pants...er dress!"

"What is so funny? I'd like to hear what YOU'VE done drunk!" Legolas said harshly, he grabbed the wine bottle and took another drink.

"Actually I've done a lot of bad things drunk. Fortunately I have enough sense in me not to confess anything." Charity said.

"I will find out!" Legolas said valiantly.

Charity pouted, "Legolas, go back inside and converse with Gwilwileth, before you start saying obscene things about Gandalf."

"Fine! Gandalf wouldn't be my type anyway."

"Wait Legolas! What do you think of Aragorn?"

"If he wasn't getting married to Arwen he'd be mine!" Legolas growled.

"Legolas...hurry and make-out with Gwilwileth before you do any irrational things with any man or elf!" Charity said as pushed him back into the castle, both got weird looks as they walked in. Legolas managed to find Gwilwileth, amazingly he didn't act like a complete fool. Charity went back to her seat, she found Haldir waiting for her.

"Oh hello, sorry about that. I went to get...some air." She said trying not to laugh, as she remembering Legolas' confession. Oh, she would never take him as an innocent Princeling.

"That's alright, what kind of wine is that?" Haldir pointed to the bottle in her hands.

Charity smirked, "First off, answer this question. How many times have you been drunk?"

"Never."

"Because you have good tolerance against alcohol?" Charity said in a matter-of-fact voice. Haldir nodded his head, not knowing where this conversation would lead. He was completely oblivious at the fact that she was totally out of her mind.

"Wow, not a lot of elves get drunk." She said boringly, while pouring the wine into Haldir's cup.

"Hm, Rumil got drunk one time...resulting in a very frightened Celeborn. Oh, Elrohir got drunk! While Gandalf was visiting Rivendell, Elrohir tried some sort of herb. Anyways, he stole Gandalf's staff and smacked every bottom he saw in Rivendell. Then he stripped off his clothes and ran through the maidens' corridors. Eventually he ended up on the roof of Rivendell naked as a newborn, screaming what nasty things he would do with Gandalf's staff. Needless to say, Gandalf was afraid of touching his staff for a couple decades."

Charity sat there, listening to Haldir's story. Her jaw was wide open, she hadn't noticed that she was still pouring wine into his cup, which was now overflowing. She blinked and pulled the wine away, and started laughing.

"Oh I give so much praise to Rumil and Elrohir." She laughed. Haldir smirked and took a sip of the wine.

"Well, actually they're here somewhere...This is good!" Haldir said. They both sat at the table talking and finishing the wine. Soon the elenos would be pumping through Haldir's veins. What evil and vulgar things would he do?

**********Next Morning**********

Charity woke up nauseous, she felt as if her head was spinning around. She massaged her temples, this would be one hang-over she would have difficulty overcoming. She let out a moan, as she let her arm grasp a pillow, well, what she expected to be a pillow, but as she let her hand fall she heard a SLAP. The sound of flesh.

Charity snapped her eyes open, immediately her eyes were blinded by sunlight. She squinted, she could see an outline of a body beside her.

'OH CRAP!' She thought to herself. She rubbed her eyes, then opened them again. No longer was she wearing her dress, instead, she wore a very long tunic.

There beside her laid Haldir of Lothlorien.

"Shit...no way." She harshly whispered. Charity tried to remember what had happened last night, but she couldn't remember anything. Mentally swearing at herself again, she closed her eyes again. Trying to remember what happened was hard, Charity tried to relax and take in deep breaths.

'Don't loose your sanity.' She repeated in her head. Charity tried to move her leg, but something was on top of it. Another leg. Charity's heart started quickening, she eerily turned her head, that's when she saw Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood sleeping soundly beside her. Only wearing a breech.

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!" Charity screamed out, the two elves leaped up in fright and fell off the bed.

To be continued....

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As you probably already know...elenos is not real! Just made up from my unimaginative mind. *points and head*

The song she was screaming out was "Milkshake" by Kelis. I'm not into that music, but once I saw the music video I fell to the floor laughing. I mean, C'mon! Could you really get horny over a milkshake? *shrugs*

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