(a/n) The plot bunnies have been cruel….not that I have a problem with the spin the bottle coming up……

Disclaimer: LOTR is not mine. 'sigh' 'tear' But Legolas IS! 'maniac laughter' Legolas: No….I belong to…… Maris: Quiet! 'brandishes keyboard' and anything in italics is MY thoughts….

Cliché Ch 5- Spin the Bottle

            Oh god…make it stop! How am I going to explain this one to my parents? And Lego-blocks is staring at me again! No!

            "Ok" Azia began. "Where do we find a bottle?"

            I glared at her and rolled my eyes. "Somebody just kill me now…" I muttered.

            Lego-french dipping stix looked at me, confused. Again a very cute look for him... grrrr NO! He's NOT the hottest thing that I have ever seen! NO! "Milady, are you alright? Surely you did not seriously want someone to kill you?"

            "No, I'm perfectly serious." I muttered sarcastically.

            Again with the completely hott and lost look! "So, do we have a bottle?" Captain asked, while tightening her grip on Estel's arm.

            I rolled my eyes, then went down to my kitchen to get a water bottle. When I came back up, I was met with the most disturbing sight that I have ever seen. Fritz was trying to hold Rosie away from Leggy, while trying to kiss him herself. Captain was attempting the same with Aragorn (Estel) and Azia was laughing. Arwen had taken a book off of my bookshelf and was trying desperately to ignore the dreadful scene in front of her. Leggy's eyes instantly shot up to meet mine as I walked back in. "Alright, alright, I got a bottle. But if this gets too weird, the bottle will be burnt by me personally! Kapishe?"

            The would-be rapists looked at me and glared, while Arwen gave me an extremely grateful look.

            "Fine." I sighed. "Let's get this over with."

            I groaned and plopped myself onto the floor of my room. Rosie sat down next to me and pulled Legolas down beside her. Fritz glared and positioned herself on Legolas' other side. Arwen sat on my other side, with Azia next to her. Captain pulled Estel down next to her, completing the circle. Why me? Why does it have to be me? Why is it, that whenever a dream I have comes true, it's never how I envisioned it? WHY?

            Arwen suddenly got up, "I am not going to play."

            Captain began to argue, while keeping a strong hold on Estel. "But Arwen, why not? You can't be serious. The hottest man EVER is right here and you might get to kiss him and you don't want to? You're crazy."

            Arwen simply shrugged and settled onto my bed with a book.

            "So," Rosie asked, "Who's going to start?" She looked at me, pointedly.

            "Oh no! This was your idea, the three of you, one of you start!"

            Azia rolled her eyes and grabbed the bottle. "FINE! I'll start. Happy?" She spun the bottle and it stopped spinning on Aragorn. Her eyebrow shot up and she grinned impishly. Aragorn however, appeared totally unfazed. "Well?" She asked.

            Estel shrugged and leaned over, kissing her lightly. "Happy?" He mimicked, then glanced at Legolas, who seemed totally calm and emotionless.

            Lego-the–bottle-before-I-hit-you grabbed the bottle and glanced at me. Please no! NO! Not me…why can't it be Fritz or Rosie? Just not me…Please…if there is some higher being, not me! He spun the bottle and all of my faith in a deity of any kind vanished in a heartbeat. It stopped on me….