Author's note: Sorry it took so long for me to update!!! I had to totally
rewrite this chapter when I restored my commpy! EVIL COMMPY!!! lol...
thanks to all that reviewed! I luv ya guys soo much! My preciousss lol! Ok
it's late and I need to finish watching Armageddon so this is really short
now... bummer. Well keep reviewing!!!
disclaimer: I don't own Elrond, Glorfy, Legolas, Erestor, Elladan, Elrohir, Galadriel, Arwen, or any other elves besides Cel. And I don't own Gollum or Ron. I only own my wonderful, creative mind. Haha... mebbe not so wonderful.
Kudos to all who R&R!!! Now on with Chapter 3!!!
Chapter 3: Surprises
"You better lose yourself in the shower, the water, the soap suds, you better get really clean. You only get one shot- do not miss your chance to rinse your hair, this opportunity comes once in a shower!"
Tano sighed. "God save the Queen," he said, and Cel rolled her eyes. "God save us all."
Tano sighed again, and checked his collectible 2003 Spurs Championship wrist watch. It was 2:07. As he began to sigh yet another time, Cel reached out and slapped him. "Tano, if you don't cheer up and stop bloody sighing, then I will hurt you. BAD."
Tano was stupidly about to protest, but luckily for him, the rest of the agents chose that precise moment to arrive at the common room. He stood up to greet them, and adjusted the basketball tie that he was wearing over his favorite 'GO SPURS' shirt.
Cel casually sipped her tea as she looked over the extremely unusual, yet so bloody typical, outfits that her co-workers were wearing. Lang had on his entire band uniform, pressed and starched, and Lee was wearing her band vest and bow-tie over a heinous black satin ballet skirt. Of course... She then glanced over at Spell and Pan. Spell was wearing his on- duty uniform as Guard of the Citadel, but without the armor. Consequently, it looked like a dress. Pan was outfitted in a green and yellow dress, odd color choice, but fitting since she was, after all, a hobbit.
Pan must have been the most normal looking of the group. Until the foot hair was noticed. She had tied ribbons in her foot hair. Cel gasped, and fled from the room.
"What was that all about?" asked Tano. Lang shrugged, but then grimaced as the sound of Read singing drifted from the shower. "Maybe she predicted that coming." suggested Lee, but Spell frowned. "She could have at least warned us!"
"Crazy, I just can't see! I got soap in my eye, it's in too deep. Ohh, CRAZY, but it feels all right, cuz baby taking showers keeps me clean for the ball!"
Tano screamed and started banging on the bathroom door. "SHUT UP!!!" he yelled. No use. More horrendous singing drifted out, and all they could do was stare blankly at each other with their hands over their ears.
.
Meanwhile, in Cel's lair...
Cel sat on her bed, staring down into her mocha frappachino. It somehow had only taken her five minutes to get ready. Things just kept getting creepier by the minute...
She set her frappachino on her desk and stepped over to her closet, trying to find some shoes. As she rummaged through the bottom of her closet, something caught her eye.
Cel reached under a pile of scarves and pulled out a shimmering scarlet bottle, embellished with a silver 'M'. She smirked as a sneaky idea crept into her mind, and she gently placed the tiny bottle in her bag.
Five minutes later, Cel finally found her stash of all things Mirkwood. She slid her hand into the bottom of it, and pulled out four more bottles. "Score!" she whispered, and hurried to finish getting ready.
As Cel placed a tiny silver earring on her pointed ear, she realized that Agent Read had actually shut up! It was 2:30. They would hopefully be leaving soon. As she ran out of her room, she realized that she had left her purse. She crept back in.
"Can't leave you behind!" she said gleefully, and hurried to the common room.
Back in the Common Room...
Tano, Spell, Lang, Lee, and Pan were all gazing gauntly at each other with their hands over their ears when Spell noticed that it was unusually quiet. He then proceeded to do a very brave thing. He removed his hands from his ears.
"Hey guys, Read finally shut up! We're safe... currently!" Tano, Pan, Lee, and Lang carefully followed Spell's example. It really was quiet! Tano was about to make some extremely nerdy remark, but then the door to the bathroom hesitatingly opened, and Read stepped out.
Tano's jaw dropped. Agent Read was wearing a sparkly, hot-pink ball gown, with matching four-inch heels. Her lacy, full skirt swirled behind her, and she had a huge pink rose entwined in her curled hair.
Tano couldn't help himself. He leaned over and kissed her hand, which made both of them blush. As he began to wrap his arms around her, Cel entered. Tano gaped. Oh, why did she have to reject me?
Cel had a very mischievous look in her eyes, and it really made Tano worry about what she could be scheming. "Cel, what evil plan is forming in your mind?" Cel froze, trying to think of an excuse. "Oh," she said, thinking about the effects of Mirkwood royalty's secret potion, "I think that tonight is gonna be very naughty... if ya know what I mean."
Tano groaned. It was impossible to get any useful information out of Cel. "Stop your whining, Tano. If it makes you feel any better, you can ride with Read. We're leaving now, or else we're never gonna get there. And if we're late, then I will finally have a very good reason to murder you."
Somewhere on Hawlwadig Road...
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Now are we there?"
"No."
"Are we there now?"
"NO! Pan, shut up right now!"
It was soo hard for Cel not to laugh. Pan had been asking 'Are we there yet?' for the past hour, and Spell was starting to regret taking her to the ball in Gollum's place. Ohh... they were soo gonna need a little help from Mirkwood to 'spice things up'.
"I'm bored." moaned Pan. Spell frowned. "Well... honey," he said bitterly, "what do you expect me to do about it? Hello, I'm like driving!"
Cel woke up. Spellman really needed to learn to keep his voice down... and Pan needed to stop whining. "But Spell my love, I'm so bored!" Spellman glared at her. "Well Pan, if you're just soo bored, then find some way to amuse yourself instead of bugging me!"
Cel frowned. Now that Pan had resorted to counting trees and Spell was actually paying attention to the road, it was way too quiet. There just had to be something fun to do, and a brilliant idea popped into her mind. Cel pressed her lips together, waiting for the opportune moment.
Pop!
Cel ducked down just as Pan screamed. "What was that?!" yelled Spell as he glared at Pan. "It wasn't me." Cel shoved her fist in her mouth to stop laughing, and waited patiently for Spell and Pan to forget about it. Pan eventually sighed and went back to staring out the window, and Spell resumed keeping his eyes fixed on the road.
Cel carefully glanced up. Yes, it was safe now. She braced herself as they went over a speed bump, and pressed her lips together again.
Pop!
"AARGH!" screamed Spell as he flung himself around. Cel had ducked under a blanket just in time, and as Spell and Pan looked down into the seat, Cel peered up at them from under the blanket, holding her breath.
When Spell and Pan went back to staring gauntly at the road, Cel slowly let out her breath and tossed the blanket away. Wait a minute- why the hell do they have a red silk blanket in the back of their car? Cel shrugged, and bit her lip to stop laughing.
Spell and Pan finally went back to not noticing anything that was going on. Cel took this as a very good sign, and cautiously slid her head between them. They showed no sign whatsoever of seeing her, so she slid her head a bit farther.
Pop!
Spell and Pan turned around as fast as they could and came face-to- face with Cel. They glared at her, and she just smirked. "Having a lovely ride in the romance-mobile?" she asked. The little lovebirds exchanged worried glances and looked into the back of the car. Their blanket was there!
Shit! thought Spellman. I thought I put that up last night after me and Gollum took a ride on the wild side! I hope Pan just thinks I was saving it for her... yeah, I'll pretend that I was preparing for a late- night after-ball session!
Spell quickly thought of some sexy phrases he could utter in Pan's ear. None of them were sexy or romantic- to a sane person.
"Sweet, sexy Pan... I can taste your lips just by looking at them, but I haven't felt them against mine for so long that the taste is fading! Tonight... why don't you, ahem... freshen my memory?"
All last night when I snuck out of bed to prepare our car for a wild ride... I was thinking of you, and feeling your foot hair against my legs. That is the most wonderful feeling in the world! And I just wanted to lick you from your head to your toes-"
Pan interrupted. "So that's what you talk about in your sleep! It kinda scared me... it sounded like you wanted to kiss a fish."
Spell blushed, thinking about Gollum. "Well... fish is my favorite food, and fish have always seemed to me as some of the most sensual creatures on earth! That's why they remind me of you! You fishy little hobbit, you! The way their scales rub against my skin... it reminds me of your feet! Yes, your delicious feet! Ooh... I just wanna eat you up!"
At this point, Cel couldn't control herself anymore. She burst out laughing, and tears were streaming down her face. "Oh, how freakin romantic- 'You remind me of a fish!' Ha!" She stared at the ground for a few seconds, and Spell and Pan just figured that she was trying to think of more to say, but she was really imagining Av on a beach with a fish in a bikini. Scary.
Finally they all fell silent. Pan blinked a couple of times, and sighed. "Are we there yet?" she whispered. Spell was about to flare up in anger, but then Cel shrieked "YES!!!" The agents drove into Rivendell drive, after what seemed to be hours. As they exited their cars, Elrond and his posse came down to greet them.
"Welcome, welcome, my friends! I hope that your stay here is an enjoyable one! The ball will start in about an hour, so I will get you guys to your rooms to freshen up a bit! According to the looks on these threes faces," he said, motioning to Cel, Spell, and Pan, "you guys really need it."
"Everyone has their own private room, but feel free to wander around! Okay, let's see... Tano, Elladan will take you, Lee, Arwen will take you... Lang, go with Haldir, Read, go with Erestor... and Spell, you can go with Elrohir, and Cel can go with Glofindel... anyone else? Ahh, yes, dear Pan! Why don't you come with me and I'll get you settled in!"
Cel looked around the group of agents. "Umm, Elrond, we're missing some people." Elrond smiled. Don't worry... Van, Rea, and Flute boy arrived a bit early. I already got them situated.
Cel nodded and ran up to Glorfindel. "Glorfy!!!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Aren't ya so excited about tonight's shindig?" Glorfindel turned red. "Not really... Erestor and I are stuck being waiters, just cuz we got in a lemonade fight. Elrond really needs to sort out his priorities."
Glorfindel turned around and Cel shoved something behind her back. "Um... well Glorfy, you look a bit parched. Why don't you drink this?"
Cel handed Glorfindel the small silver goblet that she had been hiding behind her back. He gulped it down, and his eyes glazed over.
"Must find... Galadriel. Ooh, sexy momma yess..."
Cel shoved the goblet back into her purse with a huge smile on her face. "Score!" she whispered. Her plan was working already.
Pan's royal encounter...
"So Pan, I'm glad that you like your room. My room is right next door in case you need anything. Remember, my house is your house, and the same apply's with rooms. So just in case you need my assistance sometime later... I can give you a tour of my room also."
Pan grinned as Elrond led her out of her room and into his royal suite. The two bedrooms were separated by only a sheer purple curtain, and she could see that Elrond has a very luxurious king-size bed.
"As you can see, I have a very large bed. I don't believe that it's practical for just me to sleep in it... it feels so empty. Especially with such a large comforter. It's made with the finest velvet from Mirkwood."
Pan licked her lips and smiled seductively as she batted her lashes. Elrond lowered his head as his eyes watered.
"Pan... you know that the moo-monster is coming. Well... I don't know how long I'm gonna survive all this. But I really appreciate knowing that someone as sweet as you is around to take care of me. But... If I die out there... I want to know that we lived all we could... tonight."
He blinked as Pan put her hand under his chin and lifted his head.
"Dry your eyes toots. Tonight... you're mine."
With that, Pan threw Elrond on the bed and got ready for a wild night. Yes, a very wild night indeed...
Under a table in the ballroom...
Cel cautiously stuck her head out from under the Punch table. Finally, the entire Ballroom was EMPTY! She crawled out, and slid over to the radio, where she turned on the Mission Impossible theme song.
Cel crept back over to the Punch table. There were four very large bowls of punch. Perfect...
Cel slipped the small scarlet bottles out of her purse and carefully opened them. She had always been taught to be extremely careful... especially after the little accident involving Legolas and his 'My Little Pony' doll. That might explain something about his behavior...
Carefully, Cel poured a small amount of potion into each punch bowl. She smiled. Her first prank of the night was gonna be a success!
Cel spun around as she heard footsteps. Hastily, she shoved the bottles back into her purse and grabbed a silver ladle just as Elrohir entered the ballroom.
Elrohir looked questionably at Cel. "Cel... what are you doing with the Mission Impossible theme song playing? You don't have another sneaky plan... do you?"
Cel smiled nervously. "Me? Sneaky? Ha, I don't know what you're talking about, dude. Umm... this punch sure looks good, don't ya think?"
Elrohir grinned and wrapped his arms around Cel. She stared up at him for a few seconds and then pulled away, and walked to the radio. Elrohir gazed at her, and then poured himself a glass of punch. "What were you doing then?"
"Sneaking..." Cel replied quietly. She turned off the radio and then looked over to Elrohir, who was taking a sip of the punch.
"DON'T DRINK THAT!!!" screamed Cel, and she lunged at Elrohir, knocking him to the ground. Too late. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
"Well, someone sure is excited about tonight..." Elrohir said softly.
Cel yanked herself out of Elrohir's grip and pulled him up. "Elrohir, stop now. The ball is in like, thirty minutes! You need to calm down-"
Cel was interrupted when Elrohir pushed her against the wall and started kissing her neck. Cel closed her eyes, and tried to think of a way to make the effects of the potion less severe on Elrohir. She gazed out a window and saw Elrond's hot tub. An idea crept into her mind and she carefully pulled Elrohir closer to her.
Cel slid her hands onto Elrohir's neck and raised his head. She looked into his dark green eyes, and then kissed him, leading him to the door by the hot tub. As soon as she got him outside, she grabbed his hands and pinned them against his back.
"Sorry dude, but you know I love ya!"
Elrohir looked quizzically at Cel, but before he could say anything, she shoved him into the hot tub and ran away.
Meanwhile, in the TV room...
In the TV room, Read and Tano were the only ones happy. Read was in Tano's lap, and they were gazing into each others eyes. Spellman glared at them, wondering where Pan was. Sure, she wasn't nearly as good of a kisser as Gollum... but she had such sweet pillow talk.
Legolas and Elladan were contentedly watching 'My Little Pony'... but they kept getting interrupted by Rea, who was barging in on their cuddle sessions. Rea was determined not to believe that Legolas was gay with Elladan. "He's just exploring his sexuality!" she had told Agent Van.
Now Agent Van was in a terrible mood. Not only did she have to site in this TV room watching 'My Little Pony', but her beloved Ron wasn't gonna be present for the ball. Not that he knew that he was her beloved. She just stalked him as often as she could.
Lee and Lang were furious. They finally had access to a TV after the long drive from the headquarters, and they still had to miss the Drum Corps International Marching Band Festival!!! Spellman was mad for a similar reason, but he just really wanted to watch Law and Order.
Spell looked at the clock. Only ten more minutes until the ball started! He was just about to start heading to the ballroom, but just as he stood up, Agent Cel burst into the room. He backed away and crossed his arms.
"Please, please, tell me that Elrohir isn't in here!" Cel groaned. Spellman felt her forehead to see if she had a fever. She seemed perfectly fine...
"I thought you wanted to see Elrohir?!"
Cel moaned and buried her face in her hands. "I know! I do... just not while he's in his present state. Don't ask questions, just-"
Legolas and Elladan turned off the TV. Legolas smiled and gazed around the room. "We better head to the ballroom now! I know that it would be a shame to miss even one second of the ball!"
With that, he linked arms with Elladan and sashayed out of the room, as Tano, Read, Lee, Lang, Van, and Rea followed.
"Aren't ya gonna come?" Spellman asked Cel as he headed out the door. Cel sighed and leaned against the wall. "Maybe..." she muttered.
Spell smirked. "Maybe just isn't gonna work today. You're coming... now!" he said and he grabbed Cel's wrist. "Fine!" Cel whimpered, and Spellman pulled her out the door.
By the time Spell and Cel caught up to the rest of the group from the TV room, they were at the entrance of the ballroom. Spell grinned, thinking of how much fun he was gonna have. He stepped into the doorway and looked around the ballroom... and gasped.
disclaimer: I don't own Elrond, Glorfy, Legolas, Erestor, Elladan, Elrohir, Galadriel, Arwen, or any other elves besides Cel. And I don't own Gollum or Ron. I only own my wonderful, creative mind. Haha... mebbe not so wonderful.
Kudos to all who R&R!!! Now on with Chapter 3!!!
Chapter 3: Surprises
"You better lose yourself in the shower, the water, the soap suds, you better get really clean. You only get one shot- do not miss your chance to rinse your hair, this opportunity comes once in a shower!"
Tano sighed. "God save the Queen," he said, and Cel rolled her eyes. "God save us all."
Tano sighed again, and checked his collectible 2003 Spurs Championship wrist watch. It was 2:07. As he began to sigh yet another time, Cel reached out and slapped him. "Tano, if you don't cheer up and stop bloody sighing, then I will hurt you. BAD."
Tano was stupidly about to protest, but luckily for him, the rest of the agents chose that precise moment to arrive at the common room. He stood up to greet them, and adjusted the basketball tie that he was wearing over his favorite 'GO SPURS' shirt.
Cel casually sipped her tea as she looked over the extremely unusual, yet so bloody typical, outfits that her co-workers were wearing. Lang had on his entire band uniform, pressed and starched, and Lee was wearing her band vest and bow-tie over a heinous black satin ballet skirt. Of course... She then glanced over at Spell and Pan. Spell was wearing his on- duty uniform as Guard of the Citadel, but without the armor. Consequently, it looked like a dress. Pan was outfitted in a green and yellow dress, odd color choice, but fitting since she was, after all, a hobbit.
Pan must have been the most normal looking of the group. Until the foot hair was noticed. She had tied ribbons in her foot hair. Cel gasped, and fled from the room.
"What was that all about?" asked Tano. Lang shrugged, but then grimaced as the sound of Read singing drifted from the shower. "Maybe she predicted that coming." suggested Lee, but Spell frowned. "She could have at least warned us!"
"Crazy, I just can't see! I got soap in my eye, it's in too deep. Ohh, CRAZY, but it feels all right, cuz baby taking showers keeps me clean for the ball!"
Tano screamed and started banging on the bathroom door. "SHUT UP!!!" he yelled. No use. More horrendous singing drifted out, and all they could do was stare blankly at each other with their hands over their ears.
.
Meanwhile, in Cel's lair...
Cel sat on her bed, staring down into her mocha frappachino. It somehow had only taken her five minutes to get ready. Things just kept getting creepier by the minute...
She set her frappachino on her desk and stepped over to her closet, trying to find some shoes. As she rummaged through the bottom of her closet, something caught her eye.
Cel reached under a pile of scarves and pulled out a shimmering scarlet bottle, embellished with a silver 'M'. She smirked as a sneaky idea crept into her mind, and she gently placed the tiny bottle in her bag.
Five minutes later, Cel finally found her stash of all things Mirkwood. She slid her hand into the bottom of it, and pulled out four more bottles. "Score!" she whispered, and hurried to finish getting ready.
As Cel placed a tiny silver earring on her pointed ear, she realized that Agent Read had actually shut up! It was 2:30. They would hopefully be leaving soon. As she ran out of her room, she realized that she had left her purse. She crept back in.
"Can't leave you behind!" she said gleefully, and hurried to the common room.
Back in the Common Room...
Tano, Spell, Lang, Lee, and Pan were all gazing gauntly at each other with their hands over their ears when Spell noticed that it was unusually quiet. He then proceeded to do a very brave thing. He removed his hands from his ears.
"Hey guys, Read finally shut up! We're safe... currently!" Tano, Pan, Lee, and Lang carefully followed Spell's example. It really was quiet! Tano was about to make some extremely nerdy remark, but then the door to the bathroom hesitatingly opened, and Read stepped out.
Tano's jaw dropped. Agent Read was wearing a sparkly, hot-pink ball gown, with matching four-inch heels. Her lacy, full skirt swirled behind her, and she had a huge pink rose entwined in her curled hair.
Tano couldn't help himself. He leaned over and kissed her hand, which made both of them blush. As he began to wrap his arms around her, Cel entered. Tano gaped. Oh, why did she have to reject me?
Cel had a very mischievous look in her eyes, and it really made Tano worry about what she could be scheming. "Cel, what evil plan is forming in your mind?" Cel froze, trying to think of an excuse. "Oh," she said, thinking about the effects of Mirkwood royalty's secret potion, "I think that tonight is gonna be very naughty... if ya know what I mean."
Tano groaned. It was impossible to get any useful information out of Cel. "Stop your whining, Tano. If it makes you feel any better, you can ride with Read. We're leaving now, or else we're never gonna get there. And if we're late, then I will finally have a very good reason to murder you."
Somewhere on Hawlwadig Road...
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Now are we there?"
"No."
"Are we there now?"
"NO! Pan, shut up right now!"
It was soo hard for Cel not to laugh. Pan had been asking 'Are we there yet?' for the past hour, and Spell was starting to regret taking her to the ball in Gollum's place. Ohh... they were soo gonna need a little help from Mirkwood to 'spice things up'.
"I'm bored." moaned Pan. Spell frowned. "Well... honey," he said bitterly, "what do you expect me to do about it? Hello, I'm like driving!"
Cel woke up. Spellman really needed to learn to keep his voice down... and Pan needed to stop whining. "But Spell my love, I'm so bored!" Spellman glared at her. "Well Pan, if you're just soo bored, then find some way to amuse yourself instead of bugging me!"
Cel frowned. Now that Pan had resorted to counting trees and Spell was actually paying attention to the road, it was way too quiet. There just had to be something fun to do, and a brilliant idea popped into her mind. Cel pressed her lips together, waiting for the opportune moment.
Pop!
Cel ducked down just as Pan screamed. "What was that?!" yelled Spell as he glared at Pan. "It wasn't me." Cel shoved her fist in her mouth to stop laughing, and waited patiently for Spell and Pan to forget about it. Pan eventually sighed and went back to staring out the window, and Spell resumed keeping his eyes fixed on the road.
Cel carefully glanced up. Yes, it was safe now. She braced herself as they went over a speed bump, and pressed her lips together again.
Pop!
"AARGH!" screamed Spell as he flung himself around. Cel had ducked under a blanket just in time, and as Spell and Pan looked down into the seat, Cel peered up at them from under the blanket, holding her breath.
When Spell and Pan went back to staring gauntly at the road, Cel slowly let out her breath and tossed the blanket away. Wait a minute- why the hell do they have a red silk blanket in the back of their car? Cel shrugged, and bit her lip to stop laughing.
Spell and Pan finally went back to not noticing anything that was going on. Cel took this as a very good sign, and cautiously slid her head between them. They showed no sign whatsoever of seeing her, so she slid her head a bit farther.
Pop!
Spell and Pan turned around as fast as they could and came face-to- face with Cel. They glared at her, and she just smirked. "Having a lovely ride in the romance-mobile?" she asked. The little lovebirds exchanged worried glances and looked into the back of the car. Their blanket was there!
Shit! thought Spellman. I thought I put that up last night after me and Gollum took a ride on the wild side! I hope Pan just thinks I was saving it for her... yeah, I'll pretend that I was preparing for a late- night after-ball session!
Spell quickly thought of some sexy phrases he could utter in Pan's ear. None of them were sexy or romantic- to a sane person.
"Sweet, sexy Pan... I can taste your lips just by looking at them, but I haven't felt them against mine for so long that the taste is fading! Tonight... why don't you, ahem... freshen my memory?"
All last night when I snuck out of bed to prepare our car for a wild ride... I was thinking of you, and feeling your foot hair against my legs. That is the most wonderful feeling in the world! And I just wanted to lick you from your head to your toes-"
Pan interrupted. "So that's what you talk about in your sleep! It kinda scared me... it sounded like you wanted to kiss a fish."
Spell blushed, thinking about Gollum. "Well... fish is my favorite food, and fish have always seemed to me as some of the most sensual creatures on earth! That's why they remind me of you! You fishy little hobbit, you! The way their scales rub against my skin... it reminds me of your feet! Yes, your delicious feet! Ooh... I just wanna eat you up!"
At this point, Cel couldn't control herself anymore. She burst out laughing, and tears were streaming down her face. "Oh, how freakin romantic- 'You remind me of a fish!' Ha!" She stared at the ground for a few seconds, and Spell and Pan just figured that she was trying to think of more to say, but she was really imagining Av on a beach with a fish in a bikini. Scary.
Finally they all fell silent. Pan blinked a couple of times, and sighed. "Are we there yet?" she whispered. Spell was about to flare up in anger, but then Cel shrieked "YES!!!" The agents drove into Rivendell drive, after what seemed to be hours. As they exited their cars, Elrond and his posse came down to greet them.
"Welcome, welcome, my friends! I hope that your stay here is an enjoyable one! The ball will start in about an hour, so I will get you guys to your rooms to freshen up a bit! According to the looks on these threes faces," he said, motioning to Cel, Spell, and Pan, "you guys really need it."
"Everyone has their own private room, but feel free to wander around! Okay, let's see... Tano, Elladan will take you, Lee, Arwen will take you... Lang, go with Haldir, Read, go with Erestor... and Spell, you can go with Elrohir, and Cel can go with Glofindel... anyone else? Ahh, yes, dear Pan! Why don't you come with me and I'll get you settled in!"
Cel looked around the group of agents. "Umm, Elrond, we're missing some people." Elrond smiled. Don't worry... Van, Rea, and Flute boy arrived a bit early. I already got them situated.
Cel nodded and ran up to Glorfindel. "Glorfy!!!" she yelled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Aren't ya so excited about tonight's shindig?" Glorfindel turned red. "Not really... Erestor and I are stuck being waiters, just cuz we got in a lemonade fight. Elrond really needs to sort out his priorities."
Glorfindel turned around and Cel shoved something behind her back. "Um... well Glorfy, you look a bit parched. Why don't you drink this?"
Cel handed Glorfindel the small silver goblet that she had been hiding behind her back. He gulped it down, and his eyes glazed over.
"Must find... Galadriel. Ooh, sexy momma yess..."
Cel shoved the goblet back into her purse with a huge smile on her face. "Score!" she whispered. Her plan was working already.
Pan's royal encounter...
"So Pan, I'm glad that you like your room. My room is right next door in case you need anything. Remember, my house is your house, and the same apply's with rooms. So just in case you need my assistance sometime later... I can give you a tour of my room also."
Pan grinned as Elrond led her out of her room and into his royal suite. The two bedrooms were separated by only a sheer purple curtain, and she could see that Elrond has a very luxurious king-size bed.
"As you can see, I have a very large bed. I don't believe that it's practical for just me to sleep in it... it feels so empty. Especially with such a large comforter. It's made with the finest velvet from Mirkwood."
Pan licked her lips and smiled seductively as she batted her lashes. Elrond lowered his head as his eyes watered.
"Pan... you know that the moo-monster is coming. Well... I don't know how long I'm gonna survive all this. But I really appreciate knowing that someone as sweet as you is around to take care of me. But... If I die out there... I want to know that we lived all we could... tonight."
He blinked as Pan put her hand under his chin and lifted his head.
"Dry your eyes toots. Tonight... you're mine."
With that, Pan threw Elrond on the bed and got ready for a wild night. Yes, a very wild night indeed...
Under a table in the ballroom...
Cel cautiously stuck her head out from under the Punch table. Finally, the entire Ballroom was EMPTY! She crawled out, and slid over to the radio, where she turned on the Mission Impossible theme song.
Cel crept back over to the Punch table. There were four very large bowls of punch. Perfect...
Cel slipped the small scarlet bottles out of her purse and carefully opened them. She had always been taught to be extremely careful... especially after the little accident involving Legolas and his 'My Little Pony' doll. That might explain something about his behavior...
Carefully, Cel poured a small amount of potion into each punch bowl. She smiled. Her first prank of the night was gonna be a success!
Cel spun around as she heard footsteps. Hastily, she shoved the bottles back into her purse and grabbed a silver ladle just as Elrohir entered the ballroom.
Elrohir looked questionably at Cel. "Cel... what are you doing with the Mission Impossible theme song playing? You don't have another sneaky plan... do you?"
Cel smiled nervously. "Me? Sneaky? Ha, I don't know what you're talking about, dude. Umm... this punch sure looks good, don't ya think?"
Elrohir grinned and wrapped his arms around Cel. She stared up at him for a few seconds and then pulled away, and walked to the radio. Elrohir gazed at her, and then poured himself a glass of punch. "What were you doing then?"
"Sneaking..." Cel replied quietly. She turned off the radio and then looked over to Elrohir, who was taking a sip of the punch.
"DON'T DRINK THAT!!!" screamed Cel, and she lunged at Elrohir, knocking him to the ground. Too late. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
"Well, someone sure is excited about tonight..." Elrohir said softly.
Cel yanked herself out of Elrohir's grip and pulled him up. "Elrohir, stop now. The ball is in like, thirty minutes! You need to calm down-"
Cel was interrupted when Elrohir pushed her against the wall and started kissing her neck. Cel closed her eyes, and tried to think of a way to make the effects of the potion less severe on Elrohir. She gazed out a window and saw Elrond's hot tub. An idea crept into her mind and she carefully pulled Elrohir closer to her.
Cel slid her hands onto Elrohir's neck and raised his head. She looked into his dark green eyes, and then kissed him, leading him to the door by the hot tub. As soon as she got him outside, she grabbed his hands and pinned them against his back.
"Sorry dude, but you know I love ya!"
Elrohir looked quizzically at Cel, but before he could say anything, she shoved him into the hot tub and ran away.
Meanwhile, in the TV room...
In the TV room, Read and Tano were the only ones happy. Read was in Tano's lap, and they were gazing into each others eyes. Spellman glared at them, wondering where Pan was. Sure, she wasn't nearly as good of a kisser as Gollum... but she had such sweet pillow talk.
Legolas and Elladan were contentedly watching 'My Little Pony'... but they kept getting interrupted by Rea, who was barging in on their cuddle sessions. Rea was determined not to believe that Legolas was gay with Elladan. "He's just exploring his sexuality!" she had told Agent Van.
Now Agent Van was in a terrible mood. Not only did she have to site in this TV room watching 'My Little Pony', but her beloved Ron wasn't gonna be present for the ball. Not that he knew that he was her beloved. She just stalked him as often as she could.
Lee and Lang were furious. They finally had access to a TV after the long drive from the headquarters, and they still had to miss the Drum Corps International Marching Band Festival!!! Spellman was mad for a similar reason, but he just really wanted to watch Law and Order.
Spell looked at the clock. Only ten more minutes until the ball started! He was just about to start heading to the ballroom, but just as he stood up, Agent Cel burst into the room. He backed away and crossed his arms.
"Please, please, tell me that Elrohir isn't in here!" Cel groaned. Spellman felt her forehead to see if she had a fever. She seemed perfectly fine...
"I thought you wanted to see Elrohir?!"
Cel moaned and buried her face in her hands. "I know! I do... just not while he's in his present state. Don't ask questions, just-"
Legolas and Elladan turned off the TV. Legolas smiled and gazed around the room. "We better head to the ballroom now! I know that it would be a shame to miss even one second of the ball!"
With that, he linked arms with Elladan and sashayed out of the room, as Tano, Read, Lee, Lang, Van, and Rea followed.
"Aren't ya gonna come?" Spellman asked Cel as he headed out the door. Cel sighed and leaned against the wall. "Maybe..." she muttered.
Spell smirked. "Maybe just isn't gonna work today. You're coming... now!" he said and he grabbed Cel's wrist. "Fine!" Cel whimpered, and Spellman pulled her out the door.
By the time Spell and Cel caught up to the rest of the group from the TV room, they were at the entrance of the ballroom. Spell grinned, thinking of how much fun he was gonna have. He stepped into the doorway and looked around the ballroom... and gasped.