Hey guys, thanx for the reviews, I thought I would get none coz it's so
wacko! Anyway, here's the second instalment, and I'd just like to say a
special thankyou to Ava (aka Luna), one of my best friends for being the
hippy in my story!
The very next day, an Elven Messenger arrived in Gondor with an urgent call for help, "Aragorn, Legolas is dead! I saw him still as a log, lying on the grass!"
Aragorn replied immediately, "Was there any evidence of a killer? Were there any footprints or pieces of proof?" But then he stopped as the messenger pulled out from his pink Hello Kitty purse, a long golden braid smeared with peanut butter.
"I found it just next to him sir" he said as he handed it to Aragorn. He stared at it and then replied, "Some new devilry is at work here, I think they have returned. Come, Elf dude of Mirkwood, help me on to my horse. I am growing fatter every day and I cannot lift myself too far off the ground."
A few minutes later, the messenger came out of the stables with a dislocated shoulder and a rather squashed nose, yelling,"The King of Gondor is dead! I was lifting him onto his horse when suddenly something tiny and orange zipped past me and chopped his head off with a butter knife!" The crowd was shocked! They asked,"But why do you have such bad injuries?"
He replied," That's from when Aragorn landed on me....wow I need stronger armour"
Arwen and Eowyn suddenly stared at each other, and then Arwen started crying,"It was Eowyn! She's small! She's got orange hair!"
"Have not, stupid elf chick, it's blonde" Eowyn snapped back
"Same thing, either way, you're not immortal or pretty or an elf – all the things I am!" she replied in a sniffy tone with a flick of her dark locks before storming off. But then suddenly Eowyn charged and grabbed her hair and pulled her down to the floor. Arwen squealed in pain, while punching Eowyn in the eye. Eowyn punched back, then Arwen got up and did a massive high kick kung-fu move.
"Where the hell did you learn that, Mrs Prissy?" Eowyn asked, shocked at her hidden talent.
"A girl's-PUNCH-got to-PUNCH-do what a-PUNCH-girl's got to do" Arwen yelled while punching Eowyn's head into a statue. Just as Eowyn was about to punch her back, she heard a voice behind her say,"Stop dude, it ruins the vibes of the atmosphere"
She turned to see a girl standing there, casually leaning against a pillar – but not just any girl. She was wearing a rainbow checked skirt with a red shirt that looked as if it got lost in a paint factory. Splattered with red, orange, yellow, and pink, it looked so 70's that she would have one a costume prize for that moment. Her hair was brown, long, and permed wonkily; it seemed as though she hadn't brushed it for years. But the most interesting thing about her was the headband around her crown, with the words 'Make peace or rest in peace'. Eowyn and Arwen just stared at her. What in Middle-earth was a hippy doing here?
"Hi, I'm Ava...but my hippy name is Luna, because I am the goddess of the moon. It's wicked cool man" the girl replied to their puzzled faces. Arwen pulled herself together, then said,"Oh, hi Ava, I'm Queen Arwen of Gondor and this is..." she trailed off to think of a really evil name for Eowyn,"This is Blondie. She's my lady-in-waiting, like a servant sort of thing."
Eowyn fumed at Arwen's rudeness and replied, "Actually, my name is Eowyn, and I'm heir to the throne of Rohan" before shooting an evil glance at Arwen.
"So, Ava, where do you come from?" Arwen asked politely, trying to keep things happy with this weirdo.
"Oh well, uh, there's this place called Australia, and uh, well it's not here. Like I was listening to this record of Traffic, which is like the most awesomest band ever, and like dancing in the living room with my new roller skates, and then I sort of fell asleep and then I woke up here so Yeh" Ava replied sheepishly.
"Um what's a band? And what are roller skates? I've never heard of these words before" Eowyn said. Before they knew it, Eowyn and Arwen were talking rapidly to the hippy about life in Australia and Gondor and asking her questions till sunset.
The very next day, an Elven Messenger arrived in Gondor with an urgent call for help, "Aragorn, Legolas is dead! I saw him still as a log, lying on the grass!"
Aragorn replied immediately, "Was there any evidence of a killer? Were there any footprints or pieces of proof?" But then he stopped as the messenger pulled out from his pink Hello Kitty purse, a long golden braid smeared with peanut butter.
"I found it just next to him sir" he said as he handed it to Aragorn. He stared at it and then replied, "Some new devilry is at work here, I think they have returned. Come, Elf dude of Mirkwood, help me on to my horse. I am growing fatter every day and I cannot lift myself too far off the ground."
A few minutes later, the messenger came out of the stables with a dislocated shoulder and a rather squashed nose, yelling,"The King of Gondor is dead! I was lifting him onto his horse when suddenly something tiny and orange zipped past me and chopped his head off with a butter knife!" The crowd was shocked! They asked,"But why do you have such bad injuries?"
He replied," That's from when Aragorn landed on me....wow I need stronger armour"
Arwen and Eowyn suddenly stared at each other, and then Arwen started crying,"It was Eowyn! She's small! She's got orange hair!"
"Have not, stupid elf chick, it's blonde" Eowyn snapped back
"Same thing, either way, you're not immortal or pretty or an elf – all the things I am!" she replied in a sniffy tone with a flick of her dark locks before storming off. But then suddenly Eowyn charged and grabbed her hair and pulled her down to the floor. Arwen squealed in pain, while punching Eowyn in the eye. Eowyn punched back, then Arwen got up and did a massive high kick kung-fu move.
"Where the hell did you learn that, Mrs Prissy?" Eowyn asked, shocked at her hidden talent.
"A girl's-PUNCH-got to-PUNCH-do what a-PUNCH-girl's got to do" Arwen yelled while punching Eowyn's head into a statue. Just as Eowyn was about to punch her back, she heard a voice behind her say,"Stop dude, it ruins the vibes of the atmosphere"
She turned to see a girl standing there, casually leaning against a pillar – but not just any girl. She was wearing a rainbow checked skirt with a red shirt that looked as if it got lost in a paint factory. Splattered with red, orange, yellow, and pink, it looked so 70's that she would have one a costume prize for that moment. Her hair was brown, long, and permed wonkily; it seemed as though she hadn't brushed it for years. But the most interesting thing about her was the headband around her crown, with the words 'Make peace or rest in peace'. Eowyn and Arwen just stared at her. What in Middle-earth was a hippy doing here?
"Hi, I'm Ava...but my hippy name is Luna, because I am the goddess of the moon. It's wicked cool man" the girl replied to their puzzled faces. Arwen pulled herself together, then said,"Oh, hi Ava, I'm Queen Arwen of Gondor and this is..." she trailed off to think of a really evil name for Eowyn,"This is Blondie. She's my lady-in-waiting, like a servant sort of thing."
Eowyn fumed at Arwen's rudeness and replied, "Actually, my name is Eowyn, and I'm heir to the throne of Rohan" before shooting an evil glance at Arwen.
"So, Ava, where do you come from?" Arwen asked politely, trying to keep things happy with this weirdo.
"Oh well, uh, there's this place called Australia, and uh, well it's not here. Like I was listening to this record of Traffic, which is like the most awesomest band ever, and like dancing in the living room with my new roller skates, and then I sort of fell asleep and then I woke up here so Yeh" Ava replied sheepishly.
"Um what's a band? And what are roller skates? I've never heard of these words before" Eowyn said. Before they knew it, Eowyn and Arwen were talking rapidly to the hippy about life in Australia and Gondor and asking her questions till sunset.