Like I promised, this one is longer! I don't own LOTR, ect. Please read and review!
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"No!" yelled back Aragorn, perched precariously in the tree's branches, "You can't make me because I am the King of Gondor!"
Gandalf sighed in irritation, "You had to pick a tree to climb into, didn't you? It's as if you knew I couldn't climb a tree even if my life depended on it!"
"Really?" Aragorn suddenly became much more hopeful about his situation.
"Oh great! Why did I tell you that?! Now whenever I try to hit you you'll run up a tree!"
Elrond came storming out of Rivendell, his hammer clenched in his hands, followed by a very smug Pippin.
"Gandalf, I believe you have some explaining to do!" fumed Elrond, his face an unsightly red.
Gandalf glanced guiltily at the smirking hobbit. "Umm..."
"Ha! Ha!" laughed Aragorn from his tree, "Gandalf's in trouble!"
The wizard glared at the king, "No I'm not!" he protested, turning to Elrond, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes, you do," stated the elf, clenching and unclenching his hands, still curled around the hammer, "Now talk!"
"About what?" Gandalf pretended to be oblivious to the topic.
"Legolas and a certain arrow. Ring a bell, oh Great White Wizard?" Elrond asked sarcastically, pointing the hammer in Gandalf's direction.
"I can explain!" yelled Gandalf frantically.
"Yes you can! And you will!! Before the council you'll explain!!!" screamed Elrond, waving his hammer around dangerously, "Even if I have to use this hammer, you will explain!"
Gandalf gulped.
"Cool!" yelled Aragorn. Everyone had forgotten him in his tree. "Can I try the hammer?"
"No!!" shouted Elrond angrily.
"Fine," Aragorn said, feeling hurt. He jumped out of the tree and landed on his feet. "I'll just leave, since I'm obviously not wanted here."
Elrond was too insane, Gandalf too frightened, and Pippin too amused by the whole scene to notice Aragorn start walking towards where they had left Legolas moments before.
"No one respects me!" Aragorn complained aloud.
"Join the club," a voice said behind him.
Aragorn whirled around, only to see Legolas leaning against a tree frowning to himself. Aragorn had walked right passed him.
"Uh... hi?" asked Aragorn, uncertain of the elf's current state, "How's Marcia?"
"Who?" the blonde elf looked dazedly at him.
"You're fiancé?" Aragorn asked, "Remember?"
Legolas turned bright red. "Oh. That. I thought it was a dream."
Aragorn tried not to laugh, but wasn't successful.
Legolas turned even redder, "It's not funny! I... I couldn't help it! Something hit me on the head! Besides, I ran into a tree by accident. I don't like her—I mean it anymore."
Aragorn suddenly stopped laughing and looked questioningly at the blushing Legolas.
"Stop looking at me that way! I do not like a tree!" yelled beet-red Legolas.
"Whatever," Aragorn said with disbelief and great amusement, seriously wondering if that arrow had permanently damaged the elf's brain.
"I don't!" he screamed.
Gandalf, Pippin, and Elrond walked into the clearing. Elrond was holding the hammer threateningly at Gandalf, who had a look of defeat.
"Hey," giggled Pippin, "What's wrong with Legolas?"
"There's nothing wrong with me," Legolas said a little too quickly.
"Right," the hobbit said, giggling.
Aragorn couldn't help it; he burst out laughing.
While still retaining his crimson color, Legolas glared at them.
"Gandalf has come to apologize, haven't you, Gandalf?" stated Elrond with authority.
Gandalf sighed, "I'm sorry Legolas. I shouldn't have been playing with your bow, and I should have been more careful."
"Thank you," said Legolas, becoming increasingly embarrassed by Aragorn and Pippin's uncontrollable laughter.
"Be quiet," commanded Elrond.
The laughter stopped.
"Now," he said to Legolas, "I will return you to your former self with this hammer." He raised it over his head, preparing to strike the elf.
"Wait!" cried Aragorn, alarmed, "He already—"
Thwonk!
"Ow!" said Legolas, "What did you do that for?"
"You're not... unconscious?" Aragorn was amazed.
"I didn't hit him that hard!" Elrond insisted, feeling offended, "Did it work?"
Legolas gave an exasperated sigh, "Aragorn was trying to tell you. I'm already back to normal. I... I sort of ran into a tree."
"Ran into a tree?" hooted Pippin with laughter, "That's hilarious! Wait till I tell Merry..."
Legolas sent him a look of poison.
"Now Gandalf," Elrond got back to business, "You need to come with me to the council... and you too Pippin. You and Galadriel are witnesses."
"Me too?" asked Aragorn eagerly, "Am I a witness?"
Elrond rolled his eyes, "If you insist."
"All right! Who's number one!" he yelled, running toward the house while making the number one with his finger.
"Let's go," sighed Elrond.
Pippin followed Elrond with Gandalf trailing behind dejectedly.
Legolas walked silently over to the former love of his life, Marcia the tree.
"I'll never forget you, Marcia!" he said solemnly.
"Oooo!" a voice said, "Legolas and Marcia, Elf and tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love! Then comes marriage! Then comes Legolas pushing a baby—"
"Pippin!" raged Legolas angrily.
The lurking hobbit fled, laughing mischievously, while a bright red Legolas chased him, all the while denying that he was in love with a tree.
The End.