A/N: Very very sorry for the originally mix up with this chapter (i.e., I accidentally posted the wrong chapter) 'Tis entirely my fault, I simply didn't look closely enough at the title when I uploaded it. However, here is the CORRECT chapter. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: You must know where to find it by now!

"Y'know, traditionally the third chapter is where the plot begins." Said Aragorn hopefully.

Me: Just because that's how it happened last time doesn't make it a tradition. Being all king-y as you are, shouldn't you know stuff like that?

"I did know it. I was just hoping you didn't."

Me: That's what they all say.

"No it isn't"

Me:…Shurup Aragorn.

Meanwhile, Legolas was becoming more and more worried. He was certain he kept hear far-off "baaa"s.

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaa…………"

"Aragorn! Did you hear that???"

"Nope."

"I heard a baa!"

"You're just paranoid."

"No he's not."

"Stop speaking about yourself in the third person Legolas. It's annoying."

"I didn't!"

"He really didn't."

A woolly head appeared from the undergrowth. Legolas jumped into Aragorn's arms in fright. Unfortunately, Aragorn wasn't expecting him to, and dropped the elf on the ground.

"Haha!" laughed the sheep, before adding "Legolas is a scaredy cat! Sheep phobia!"

Legolas, however, was far too busy trying to crawl away to listen to what she had to say. Sadly for the elf, that didn't stop him hearing. And the thing that did stop him getting away was the author using the magic of the fanfic to pull him back.

Me: Come of Legolas, what sort of an elf is afraid of a sheep?

"She's not a regular sheep!"

"That's very hurtful! I'm a perfectly normal sheep!"

"Then how come you can talk?"

"…Good point. Guess you were right after all. But that shade of green so does not go with your complexion! I'd expect an elf to have more taste!"

"Authoress?"

Me: Yeah Legs?

"Does she have to be so mean?"

Me: Hmm, let me see…yes.

"Why?"

Me: Because that's what she does.

"It's my entire purpose in life. And arrows are completely out of fashion."

"No they're not!"

"Whatever, elf boy."

"Hey, I'm not getting half enough attention here!" Aragorn protested, having not said anything or been mentioned for the last 19 paragraphs (yes, I counted.)

"Awww, is the little king feeling unloved?"

Me: You're here to make fun of Legolas, not Aragorn, Louise the Sheep.

"Not fair, Legolas even gets things especially to make fun of HIM. Why can't I have that?" muttered Aragorn.

Me: You really want something to make your time in this fanfic even worse?

"No, no! I'm fine! Happy! I don't need a sheep!"

Me: Ok, calm down! Anyway, Louise the Sheep, don't you have somewhere to be?

"Yeah yeah. Why do I have to disappear at the end of each chapter I'm in?"

Me: So I'm not forced to put you in the next one.

"Charming."

She turned her back on the author and ambled off back into the undergrowth, FROM WHENCE SHE HAD COME!

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Review replies from me...

Uineniel - You can't fault a bit of random oddness! Glad you're enjoying :D

Dreamality - Lol, thanks! Louise (the human) is very chuffed that you're such a fan. She keeps telling me how to reply to her fans. The fame has gone to her head, lol.

c-marabini - Yes, thoughts of that kind can do wonders to cheer up a bad day, can't they? Must remember that for my SATs in May. When nothing else can get you through a science exam, think of Legolas. Hmmm, maybe that should be my new motto.

Aragorn replies...

Dreamality - I'll co-operate. I swear!

c-marabini - Thank you for your charming message. It made my day to get some more support through this fic *looks pointedly at author*

Legolas replies...

Dreamality - My dearest Dreamality, please forgive me but your game doesn't look quite so fun to me. However, I would still love you to come and stay...in the somewhat distant future.

c-marabini - A good thought it may be, but rather uncomfortable also.