[AN: Hi everyone, I am writing this at 6.40 in the morning, which is
incredibly early for me to be getting up. Normally I stay in bed and grunt
every time someone comes in to try and wake me up, but here I am, awake and
dressed typing on the computer, you should all feel very privileged.
Anywho, this is the last chapter in Rivendell, Woohoo, nice as it is here I
really am getting bored of it, oh and as I can't really watch the film
right now I may get some of the script wrong. Haha! **Snickers**
Meanwhile I get woken up at 5 by the sunlight. Ug. Sunlight. . . It's
burneses us. . . yes, precious. . .]
Well the week flew by and soon it was Sunday, sadly the whole fellowship had to get up incredibly early, it was barely even light. Believe me, early in the morning you do not want to be round Elanor and me, we were practically growling, I even snapped at Legolas. And then Lauren didn't even seem to be human; she was so bad tempered with everyone.
So like I said we all got up early and then Elrond started handing out our weapons. Yay! I'd been waiting all week for this. First he gave us our swords, they were really light and shiny and all had some form of elvish inscribed on them. Elanor grabbed hers and started to mutter something along the lines of "shinnnnny. . . Ohhhh. . . Shinnny and preewty. . ." I recognised the letters e, g, and a, on my sword so I guessed it meant Megan, I was about to ask Legolas who was standing next to me but then Elrond confirmed my guess.
"Engraved on the blade is your name in the Feanorien script, they have been made light enough for all of you to carry" he emphasised the word all and glared at me as he said this so I guessed that he had worked out that I was kidding when I said Lauren had super strength, ah well it was worth a try.
Next he handed Elanor and me our bows. Elanor instantly sheathed her blade and started to play with her bow. I'd been especially looking forward to this, now I could be like Legolas. Well not really since he can aim extremely well, and I can normally hit a target somewhere on its outer regions, either that or they bypass the target completely or fly towards Lauren, but that doesn't matter, Lauren will just have to get better at dodging.
My bow was absolutely gorgeous, it was black, like Legolas's suspiciously enough, not that I chose one like his, and it had an extremely similar pattern to Legolas's only mine was silver rather than gold. Isn't that strange how our bows were so similar, funny old world isn't it.
Finally we were all packed and ready, it still wasn't brilliantly light but I suppose it didn't really matter, Anywho after babbling on about none of us having to go any further than we wanted, other than Frodo, we left Rivendell, Elanor and I joined in with Legolas on the whole bowing thing, I think he was a bit freaked out when we did it at exactly the same time as him but I'm sure he'll get over it.
Anyway, after waving goodbye to Elrond, Arwen, the twins, Figwit and all the other elves nearby we left, when I heard Frodo ask Gandalf which way Mordor was, I looked at Elanor and grinned
"Left" we, both said, before Gandalf could say it.
"What would you do?" he growled, giving us an extremely annoyed glare, which we managed to ignore very well,
"What would you do if I told you it was actually right?"
"We would call you a liar cause we know that its left. Anyway we haven't even left the courtyard, what kind of example are we setting for everyone in Rivendell if we cant make it out of here without arguing?"
Muttering numerous amounts of curses, none of which I could understand, Gandalf stalked off, dragging Frodo with him. Poor hobbit, just cause he's the ring bearer it doesn't mean he should have to walk faster than everyone to stay in the front.
Smiling at Legolas, who had been trying to suppress a grin at mine and Gandalf's discussion, I skipped happily along and caught up with Diane and Elanor, tripping over Lauren as I went.
"Diane" I said, whispering conspiratorially to her,
"You'll have to speak up, Megan, my ears hurt"
(Diane's ears routinely hurt, especially in citizenship; we think she's allergic to it)
"I just thought that I would tell you, Lauren has a large butterfly in her pocket, the only way to get it out is to hit her round the head"
Wow! My cunning plan worked, as soon as I had finished talking Diddins ran up to Lauren, hit her round the head and started searching her pockets. Needless to say she didn't find anything and came walking back to me pouting.
"There wasn't anything there!"
"Oh, sorry, it must have flown out before you had the chance to take it. Never mind, I'm sure you'll find. . . another. . . one." I said, my voice trailing off as I saw Diane chase yet another butterfly.
Well, we had been walking for hours and hours and my feet really hurt. So far the journey hadn't been that bad really, I spent it doing various things. First me and Elanor had shown off about our wonderful knowledge of middle earth, discussing loudly various moments in its history such as the drowning of Beleriand and the destroying of the trees. It was funny seeing the amazed look on Gandalfs face, he didn't think anyone else would have known about those events, I also think he was a bit put out, he obviously like the idea of being the most knowledgeable of the group, and here we were two girls thousands of years younger than him and knowing just as much, if not more about middle earth.
I also spent a lot of time tripping Lauren up and trying to flirt with Legolas but honestly he is hopeless, he just can't tell when people are simply being friendly or flirting, but I'm working on it. And avoiding Elanor at the same time.
After that me, my sister and Sam got into an extremely in-depth discussion about our favourite story on the Mellon chronicles site, which lasted several hours and ended in a full-scale argument, which had to be broken up by Legolas. Stars of Harad! It's Stars of Harad, no competition. Of course as soon as he started speaking I lost all interest in the conversation and started staring at him. I think he found the undivided attention rather unsettling but there you go.
After a while Elanor and myself got bored yet again, Diane was off running somewhere, practising her cross country running, Elin was talking to ranger boy, asking him all sorts of questions, most of which she wouldn't have to ask if she just read the book. And Lauren was, yup you guessed it glowering at any poor unsuspecting member of the fellowship that caught her eye.
Looking at the youngest of the hobbits Elanor and I decided that they looked a bit bored as well, after Elanor muttered something to me, the two us grinned and walked over too our fellow bored members of the fellowship.
"Hey, Merry, Pippin. You look bored, would you like to join us in a singsong, I'm sure the rest of the fellowship would like it"
The two hobbits looked at each other almost nervously before replying
"Umm, we don't know if you know any songs that we can sing"
"Oh don't worry, you know the song we're going to sing"
Looking at each other Elanor and I grinned and simultaneously broke into song
"Hey Ho to the Dragon I go,
to heal my heart and drown my woe,
The wind may roar and wind may blow,
but there'll still beeeeeeeee, many miles to go
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain,
and the stream that flows from hill to plain,
But better then rain or a rippling brook
Is a lot more beer inside this Took."
The hobbits joined in after the first line and we kept singing it over and over again. Funnily enough the rest of the fellowship, Lauren and Elin included got very bored of this, well after being yelled at to shut up at least five times by each member of the fellowship and co, we still carried on singing.
Finally Gandalf started having a fit that was so reminiscent of the one that Elrond had during his council that we decided that we should shut up before anyone exploded or committed suicide.
Well after we stopped singing I was once more bored and so I thought I would yet again start flirting with Legolas, it was then that a horrible thought struck me. I was becoming a Mary Sue, oh the horror, I hate Mary Sue's.
Well technically I am far from looking like a Mary Sue due to the fact that I have none of the following, long flowing hair, tall perfect build, beautiful face and wonderful teeth. In fact the only real feature that I have with Mary Sue-like tendencies is that my voice is actually quite flowing.
And then I don't have any of the wonderful fighting skills of a Mary Sue, or any magical powers, and that fact that I am often contemplating ways in which to have Lauren killed is not really Mary Sue-like. Yet I still spend most of the story drooling/flirting at/with Legolas.
Ok from now on, I can't promise that I will stop drooling at Legolas, but I'm sure you can forgive me on that matter, and if you can't, I don't really care. I do however promise that I will not flirt with him, and I will even,*closes eyes, takes several deep breaths and gulps slightly* I will even, maybe possibly, if your lucky play some tricks on him. Finally! She realised! Thank Ilúvatar!
(A/N, wow, you are all so privileged, in my attempt to make sure this isn't a Mary Sue as I really don't like those stories I am willing to make fun of Legolas, shock shock horror horror.)
Anyway that's my serious thought over with, now it is time to go back to the fellowship.
We had stopped for a break by some rocks on this hill like place. Elanor, was talking to Gandalf and from what I heard their conversation went something like this:
Elanor: So Olórin, what was it like on Valinor?
Gandalf: (in shock) How, do you know my name, and how do you know that I cam from Valinor?
Elanor: (sighing) Look, how many times do I have to tell you this, I know everything about middle earth, and Valinor, and that includes the various names that people in it have, alright?
Well at about that point I decided to stop paying attention as Gandalf was going a familiar purple colour. Purple! Purplepurplepurple! Next I looked at Lauren, she was sitting on a rock but for once she was not scowling, in fact she almost seemed to be finding watching the younger hobbits and Boromir sparring funny. Wow, that's a change, she is watching something to do with middle earth without scowling, grimacing, muttering curses under her breath, screaming, crying, beating up the smaller members of the fellow..., ok I'm sure you get the idea, anyway it was a welcome change.
The hobbits and Boromir were as I said sparring and Aragorn and Elin were watching them. Just then Boromir accidentally hit Pippin with his sword, with cries of "for the shire", the two hobbits launched themselves at the man, and my sister, never one to miss out on a rugby scrum joined in. Between the three of them they managed to knock the man over. Laughing Aragorn went to pull them off but quick as a flash the two hobbits grabbed his ankles and pulled him over as well.
During this time Diane was for once in quite a sane mood, she was polishing her sword and listening to Gimli who had gone to talk to Gandalf.
"If anyone was asking my opinion, and I note their not, I'd say we're taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome!"
"No Gimli, I will not take that route."
All of a sudden Legolas darted forward and stood on a wrong. Myself and my fellow earthlings, with the exception of Lauren, knew what was coming and quickly started packing our stuff, preparing to hide. All of a sudden Legolas cave a cry
"Crebain, from Dunland!"
"Hide!" yelled Aragorn,
We were only to happy to oblige. Sam quickly put out the fire and we all ran to hide under whatever shelter we could. Elanor and I hid under a bush, Elin and Lauren hid underneath some over hanging rock and Diane did the same, although as the ring bearer and Sam were also in her hiding place she looked distinctly squashed. In a whirling rush of flapping and screeching cries the Crebain passed and at a sign for Gandalf that the coast was clear we all came out into the open once more.
As I crawled out I noticed Legolas just coming out from under the bush he was hiding in. thinking that if I was going to be mean to him I might as well start now I took a deep breath, walked in front of him and stuck out my leg.
Sadly, for me, my plan worked and Legolas went flying, luckily his elvish reflexes stopped him from falling and so I was thankful that I hadn't embarrassed him to much.
Smiling sweetly I turned to the elf and said:
"So sorry, Legolas, didn't see you there"
Legolas just gave me a confused look and muttered in elvish
"Dolle naa lost" Haa, Insult, I have lots in my head, I thought, but then considering I spent most of the journey flirting with him and have now just tripped him up I decided he was entitled to that opinion, this time at least. Elanor gave me a strange look at this event but I muttered:
"I'll tell you later"
I turned my attention to Gandalf, who was saying something along the lines of: "it isn't safe, the way is watched, we must take the pass of Caradhras,"
Oh joy, I thought to myself, lovely, wet, cold snow, what fun.
[An: Ok, this chapter wasn't the funniest in the world but I'm sure you'll live.
Dolle naa lost: This means you're head is empty
By the way, the whole Mary Sue thing was because of the fact that some reviews that I got seemed to think that this was definitely going to be a Mary sue, but as I stated at the beginning I may spend the story drooling over Legolas but we wouldn't go out, get married or even kiss. I really don't like Mary Sue's and I wouldn't let myself write one, and my friend Elanor, Aka Purplefluffychainsaw *coughgocheckoutmystoriescough* who is sort of co writing this with me wouldn't let me write one either. I get very offended when people call it a Mary Sue, in fact one person, in response to the first chapter, said that it was obviously a Mary Sue because Legolas adored someone who he had only just met. He didn't adore me, he found me lying on the roadside, and rather than leaving me there to die, he decided to take me to someone who may have been able to help.
Ok that is my rant about reviewers accusing me of writing a Mary Sue over.
Review please, and I have decided that any flames of other reviews with accusations of Mary Suing will be ignored; I know it isn't going to be one so I don't care if anyone else thinks it is.
Namarie
Oh and to all said reviewers, you know who you are Auta minqula yrch
(Go kiss an orc) ]
Well the week flew by and soon it was Sunday, sadly the whole fellowship had to get up incredibly early, it was barely even light. Believe me, early in the morning you do not want to be round Elanor and me, we were practically growling, I even snapped at Legolas. And then Lauren didn't even seem to be human; she was so bad tempered with everyone.
So like I said we all got up early and then Elrond started handing out our weapons. Yay! I'd been waiting all week for this. First he gave us our swords, they were really light and shiny and all had some form of elvish inscribed on them. Elanor grabbed hers and started to mutter something along the lines of "shinnnnny. . . Ohhhh. . . Shinnny and preewty. . ." I recognised the letters e, g, and a, on my sword so I guessed it meant Megan, I was about to ask Legolas who was standing next to me but then Elrond confirmed my guess.
"Engraved on the blade is your name in the Feanorien script, they have been made light enough for all of you to carry" he emphasised the word all and glared at me as he said this so I guessed that he had worked out that I was kidding when I said Lauren had super strength, ah well it was worth a try.
Next he handed Elanor and me our bows. Elanor instantly sheathed her blade and started to play with her bow. I'd been especially looking forward to this, now I could be like Legolas. Well not really since he can aim extremely well, and I can normally hit a target somewhere on its outer regions, either that or they bypass the target completely or fly towards Lauren, but that doesn't matter, Lauren will just have to get better at dodging.
My bow was absolutely gorgeous, it was black, like Legolas's suspiciously enough, not that I chose one like his, and it had an extremely similar pattern to Legolas's only mine was silver rather than gold. Isn't that strange how our bows were so similar, funny old world isn't it.
Finally we were all packed and ready, it still wasn't brilliantly light but I suppose it didn't really matter, Anywho after babbling on about none of us having to go any further than we wanted, other than Frodo, we left Rivendell, Elanor and I joined in with Legolas on the whole bowing thing, I think he was a bit freaked out when we did it at exactly the same time as him but I'm sure he'll get over it.
Anyway, after waving goodbye to Elrond, Arwen, the twins, Figwit and all the other elves nearby we left, when I heard Frodo ask Gandalf which way Mordor was, I looked at Elanor and grinned
"Left" we, both said, before Gandalf could say it.
"What would you do?" he growled, giving us an extremely annoyed glare, which we managed to ignore very well,
"What would you do if I told you it was actually right?"
"We would call you a liar cause we know that its left. Anyway we haven't even left the courtyard, what kind of example are we setting for everyone in Rivendell if we cant make it out of here without arguing?"
Muttering numerous amounts of curses, none of which I could understand, Gandalf stalked off, dragging Frodo with him. Poor hobbit, just cause he's the ring bearer it doesn't mean he should have to walk faster than everyone to stay in the front.
Smiling at Legolas, who had been trying to suppress a grin at mine and Gandalf's discussion, I skipped happily along and caught up with Diane and Elanor, tripping over Lauren as I went.
"Diane" I said, whispering conspiratorially to her,
"You'll have to speak up, Megan, my ears hurt"
(Diane's ears routinely hurt, especially in citizenship; we think she's allergic to it)
"I just thought that I would tell you, Lauren has a large butterfly in her pocket, the only way to get it out is to hit her round the head"
Wow! My cunning plan worked, as soon as I had finished talking Diddins ran up to Lauren, hit her round the head and started searching her pockets. Needless to say she didn't find anything and came walking back to me pouting.
"There wasn't anything there!"
"Oh, sorry, it must have flown out before you had the chance to take it. Never mind, I'm sure you'll find. . . another. . . one." I said, my voice trailing off as I saw Diane chase yet another butterfly.
Well, we had been walking for hours and hours and my feet really hurt. So far the journey hadn't been that bad really, I spent it doing various things. First me and Elanor had shown off about our wonderful knowledge of middle earth, discussing loudly various moments in its history such as the drowning of Beleriand and the destroying of the trees. It was funny seeing the amazed look on Gandalfs face, he didn't think anyone else would have known about those events, I also think he was a bit put out, he obviously like the idea of being the most knowledgeable of the group, and here we were two girls thousands of years younger than him and knowing just as much, if not more about middle earth.
I also spent a lot of time tripping Lauren up and trying to flirt with Legolas but honestly he is hopeless, he just can't tell when people are simply being friendly or flirting, but I'm working on it. And avoiding Elanor at the same time.
After that me, my sister and Sam got into an extremely in-depth discussion about our favourite story on the Mellon chronicles site, which lasted several hours and ended in a full-scale argument, which had to be broken up by Legolas. Stars of Harad! It's Stars of Harad, no competition. Of course as soon as he started speaking I lost all interest in the conversation and started staring at him. I think he found the undivided attention rather unsettling but there you go.
After a while Elanor and myself got bored yet again, Diane was off running somewhere, practising her cross country running, Elin was talking to ranger boy, asking him all sorts of questions, most of which she wouldn't have to ask if she just read the book. And Lauren was, yup you guessed it glowering at any poor unsuspecting member of the fellowship that caught her eye.
Looking at the youngest of the hobbits Elanor and I decided that they looked a bit bored as well, after Elanor muttered something to me, the two us grinned and walked over too our fellow bored members of the fellowship.
"Hey, Merry, Pippin. You look bored, would you like to join us in a singsong, I'm sure the rest of the fellowship would like it"
The two hobbits looked at each other almost nervously before replying
"Umm, we don't know if you know any songs that we can sing"
"Oh don't worry, you know the song we're going to sing"
Looking at each other Elanor and I grinned and simultaneously broke into song
"Hey Ho to the Dragon I go,
to heal my heart and drown my woe,
The wind may roar and wind may blow,
but there'll still beeeeeeeee, many miles to go
Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain,
and the stream that flows from hill to plain,
But better then rain or a rippling brook
Is a lot more beer inside this Took."
The hobbits joined in after the first line and we kept singing it over and over again. Funnily enough the rest of the fellowship, Lauren and Elin included got very bored of this, well after being yelled at to shut up at least five times by each member of the fellowship and co, we still carried on singing.
Finally Gandalf started having a fit that was so reminiscent of the one that Elrond had during his council that we decided that we should shut up before anyone exploded or committed suicide.
Well after we stopped singing I was once more bored and so I thought I would yet again start flirting with Legolas, it was then that a horrible thought struck me. I was becoming a Mary Sue, oh the horror, I hate Mary Sue's.
Well technically I am far from looking like a Mary Sue due to the fact that I have none of the following, long flowing hair, tall perfect build, beautiful face and wonderful teeth. In fact the only real feature that I have with Mary Sue-like tendencies is that my voice is actually quite flowing.
And then I don't have any of the wonderful fighting skills of a Mary Sue, or any magical powers, and that fact that I am often contemplating ways in which to have Lauren killed is not really Mary Sue-like. Yet I still spend most of the story drooling/flirting at/with Legolas.
Ok from now on, I can't promise that I will stop drooling at Legolas, but I'm sure you can forgive me on that matter, and if you can't, I don't really care. I do however promise that I will not flirt with him, and I will even,*closes eyes, takes several deep breaths and gulps slightly* I will even, maybe possibly, if your lucky play some tricks on him. Finally! She realised! Thank Ilúvatar!
(A/N, wow, you are all so privileged, in my attempt to make sure this isn't a Mary Sue as I really don't like those stories I am willing to make fun of Legolas, shock shock horror horror.)
Anyway that's my serious thought over with, now it is time to go back to the fellowship.
We had stopped for a break by some rocks on this hill like place. Elanor, was talking to Gandalf and from what I heard their conversation went something like this:
Elanor: So Olórin, what was it like on Valinor?
Gandalf: (in shock) How, do you know my name, and how do you know that I cam from Valinor?
Elanor: (sighing) Look, how many times do I have to tell you this, I know everything about middle earth, and Valinor, and that includes the various names that people in it have, alright?
Well at about that point I decided to stop paying attention as Gandalf was going a familiar purple colour. Purple! Purplepurplepurple! Next I looked at Lauren, she was sitting on a rock but for once she was not scowling, in fact she almost seemed to be finding watching the younger hobbits and Boromir sparring funny. Wow, that's a change, she is watching something to do with middle earth without scowling, grimacing, muttering curses under her breath, screaming, crying, beating up the smaller members of the fellow..., ok I'm sure you get the idea, anyway it was a welcome change.
The hobbits and Boromir were as I said sparring and Aragorn and Elin were watching them. Just then Boromir accidentally hit Pippin with his sword, with cries of "for the shire", the two hobbits launched themselves at the man, and my sister, never one to miss out on a rugby scrum joined in. Between the three of them they managed to knock the man over. Laughing Aragorn went to pull them off but quick as a flash the two hobbits grabbed his ankles and pulled him over as well.
During this time Diane was for once in quite a sane mood, she was polishing her sword and listening to Gimli who had gone to talk to Gandalf.
"If anyone was asking my opinion, and I note their not, I'd say we're taking the long way round. Gandalf, we could pass through the mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome!"
"No Gimli, I will not take that route."
All of a sudden Legolas darted forward and stood on a wrong. Myself and my fellow earthlings, with the exception of Lauren, knew what was coming and quickly started packing our stuff, preparing to hide. All of a sudden Legolas cave a cry
"Crebain, from Dunland!"
"Hide!" yelled Aragorn,
We were only to happy to oblige. Sam quickly put out the fire and we all ran to hide under whatever shelter we could. Elanor and I hid under a bush, Elin and Lauren hid underneath some over hanging rock and Diane did the same, although as the ring bearer and Sam were also in her hiding place she looked distinctly squashed. In a whirling rush of flapping and screeching cries the Crebain passed and at a sign for Gandalf that the coast was clear we all came out into the open once more.
As I crawled out I noticed Legolas just coming out from under the bush he was hiding in. thinking that if I was going to be mean to him I might as well start now I took a deep breath, walked in front of him and stuck out my leg.
Sadly, for me, my plan worked and Legolas went flying, luckily his elvish reflexes stopped him from falling and so I was thankful that I hadn't embarrassed him to much.
Smiling sweetly I turned to the elf and said:
"So sorry, Legolas, didn't see you there"
Legolas just gave me a confused look and muttered in elvish
"Dolle naa lost" Haa, Insult, I have lots in my head, I thought, but then considering I spent most of the journey flirting with him and have now just tripped him up I decided he was entitled to that opinion, this time at least. Elanor gave me a strange look at this event but I muttered:
"I'll tell you later"
I turned my attention to Gandalf, who was saying something along the lines of: "it isn't safe, the way is watched, we must take the pass of Caradhras,"
Oh joy, I thought to myself, lovely, wet, cold snow, what fun.
[An: Ok, this chapter wasn't the funniest in the world but I'm sure you'll live.
Dolle naa lost: This means you're head is empty
By the way, the whole Mary Sue thing was because of the fact that some reviews that I got seemed to think that this was definitely going to be a Mary sue, but as I stated at the beginning I may spend the story drooling over Legolas but we wouldn't go out, get married or even kiss. I really don't like Mary Sue's and I wouldn't let myself write one, and my friend Elanor, Aka Purplefluffychainsaw *coughgocheckoutmystoriescough* who is sort of co writing this with me wouldn't let me write one either. I get very offended when people call it a Mary Sue, in fact one person, in response to the first chapter, said that it was obviously a Mary Sue because Legolas adored someone who he had only just met. He didn't adore me, he found me lying on the roadside, and rather than leaving me there to die, he decided to take me to someone who may have been able to help.
Ok that is my rant about reviewers accusing me of writing a Mary Sue over.
Review please, and I have decided that any flames of other reviews with accusations of Mary Suing will be ignored; I know it isn't going to be one so I don't care if anyone else thinks it is.
Namarie
Oh and to all said reviewers, you know who you are Auta minqula yrch
(Go kiss an orc) ]