(a/n) Thanks again to Jen for all of her help and lending me her plot bunnies, as well as teaching my bunnies to conjure up mushyness. THANK YOU! Azn-kirby and Dreamality- this chapter is for you guys! Thanks for being great reviewers!

Cliché ch. 9-Aragorn's Allergies

            "Hey guys? Is anyone out there? Is it safe?" Aragorn's voice cut into my, until now blank, thoughts.

            Why does he have to interrupt now? Can't he wait just a little longer? PLEASE? Wow, Fritz is going to kill me. So is Rosie, oh no…what am I gonna do? They'll be up here in a minute…WAAAAAAAAA! Oh joy, just when things are looking up, I have to come back to reality. It's just not fair!

            "Guys?"

            I broke away to respond. "It's safe. You're safe now, at least for a little while. I don't know if you were paying any attention but they should all be up here in a couple seconds. So enjoy the quiet while you can. It's not going to last."

            "Hey, why don't the two of you go hide in the closet and I'll say that I have no clue where you are." Aragorn suggested.

            Legolas unwound himself and nodded. "Good idea Estel. But what will happen when no one is there to save you from Captain?"

            Estel shrugged, "I'll cross that bridge when I come to it."

            Legolas smiled as he pulled me off the bed and towards the closet, "Thanks, I owe you one."

            We curled up in the closet, and, closing the door, struggled to find a comfortable spot on my floor. Legolas groaned, pulling a large, misshapen object out from beneath him. "What is this?"

            I laughed, recognizing it as my cousin's bra.*  "Oops. That's my cousin's. I guess she left her bra here the last time she visited."

            Legolas jumped slightly and dropped it immediately, gasping, "You mean someone is actually 'gifted' enough to fit that???"

            I laughed some more. "Yup. That's her." I reached over and put it up on a shelf. "I'll have to remember to give it back to her next time I see her."

            Legolas laughed. "If your cousin looks like you, and is as gifted as it appears, she must be gorgeous."

            I blushed again. "You know, if you don't stop with the compliments soon, we'll be able to cook dinner on my face."

            He smiled, and kissed me, "What's for dinner?"

            I laughed and swatted at him. "Gee, thanks. You're so kind." I laughed and leaned against him.

            Suddenly a mass of foot-steps told us that the crowd was returning. I heard Fritz and Rosie screaming my name, and Arwen and Azia were trying to stop them from screaming death threats at the same time. Captain was comforting a sick Aragorn, who was sneezing constantly.

            A quiet 'meow' and a paw appeared by the closet door. My cat Flute pawed at the closet door, purring and scratching, trying to get in.

            "Hey Aragorn?" Captain asked. "Have you seen Maris and Legolas any time recently?"

            Aragorn looked up from a sneeze. "Atchoo! Nope. Atchoo!" He moaned miserably, "I can't believe I'm getting sick!"

            Azia looked up, "Hey Estel, are you allergic to anything?"

            "Allergic? You mean that I get sick from them?"

            She nodded. "You know, like pollen, ragweed, animals, dust, you know."

            He nodded slowly, "Cats."

            She and the rest of the group turned and stared at him. Captain sighed and reached over, grabbing Flute and holding him up for Aragorn to see. "Might he be the problem?"

            Aragorn shuddered, backing away. "Since when has there been a cat here?"

            Fritz laughed, "Since Maris has been here, of course."

            Aragorn moaned again. "Can't we put it somewhere it won't make me sick, like the closet?"

            Azia rolled her eyes. "No, we can't. He doesn't like it in there, besides, it's not nice to lock him up in his own house."

            Aragorn slapped his forehead. "Well, it's either him or me, as I can't be near him. So one of us will have to leave the room."

            Captain gasped. "NO! We can put him in the closet for a little bit, I'm sure Maris won't mind all that much."

            Behind the door, I curled up into a corner, hoping that they wouldn't see me.

            Legolas looked at me, confused. "Why are you backing into the corner? Are you scared? Did I do something wrong?"

            I shook my head as Captain opened the door. "Hey guys! I found Legolas!" she called.

            Fritz and Rosie raced over to the closet, squealing happily, "Legolas!"

            Captain moved over to put Flute inside as they pulled Legolas out. She put Flute inside and shut the door. "Hey Legolas? Have you seen Maris?"

            I breathed a sigh of relief. Yay! He won't tell, I hope…

            He hesitated, before answering, "My apologies, my ladies. I have not seen her in quite some time."

            I heard him groan as Rosie and Fritz reattached themselves to him and began to drag him towards the door.

            I heard him argue with them for a little while, before muttering in Sindarin, "Wait here."  

            I had been teaching myself to speak the languages of the Elves, so I picked up Legolas' direction and grinned. For a stupid Elf, he isn't all that bad. I curled up in my corner and Flute settled down at my feet. I sighed, "This might take a while…"