LOTR With a TWIST!
Rivendell and Legolas
Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'.
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"Aragorn no quisiera que viniéramos," I said in Spanish. (A/N: conversation in English at bottom of screen.)
"No, pero los hobbits," Maddy replied.
Obviously Aragorn thought we were speaking Elvish and was wondering why he couldn't understand us.
"Es cuatro contra uno," Andy piped up. "Conjeturo que estamos adentro!"
"OK, let's go!" I said, using English again.
"OK. . ." Aragorn said. He thought better to ask what we had said about him and the hobbits.
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"Rivendell!" I squealed.
"Legolas will be here," Andy reminded me excitedly.
Sure enough, as we entered Rivendell, we saw Legolas standing out on the balcony of the House of Elrond.
"He wasn't there in the movie," Maddy whispered.
I shrugged. "Meh."
We continued up to the balcony to meet the Elf.
"Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood," Andy greeted him. "We thought we would find you here."
Legolas turned to see us. A look of confusion crossed his face. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Uh, I'm Becky, this is Andy and this is Maddy." I explained.
He still looked confused. "Miladies, you bear such strange garments."
That's when we realised we weren't wearing Elven robes. I was wearing a denim skirt, thongs, a hot pink singlet top and a blue visor. Maddy wore faded denim jeans, Etnie shoes, a baby blue jacket over a red shirt, and a sideways baseball cap. And Andy was just being plain weird Andy, in short denim overalls, knee-high clown socks, Gallaz sneakers, a rainbow striped shirt and a Dockers beanie. Yeah, a DOCKERS beanie. You can't say that's normal. (A/N: No offence to all you Freo fans out there. Sorry.)
"What?" I protested. "Denim is so in right now. Anyway, it's not like we have any robes."
This just seemed to make him more confused. Poor elf, I thought.
"Hey, wanna learn Spanish?" Andy suddenly piped up.
Legolas stared at us. "What. . .what is 'Spanish?'"
"A language," Andy replied. "Well, d'ya wanna learn or not?"
"Alright," agreed Legolas, relieved that we had finally said something he understood.
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Legolas seemed to be a fast learner. A VERY fast learner. He knew most words in 1 day and by the end of 2 days he could speak long, complicated sentences. By the end of 3 days, he was as good as us! A few more day's rest, and then it would be the Council of Elrond. Damn it, the Council SUCKS. It's SO boring.
"Usted aspira, Aragorn!" Legolas said as the four of us passed him.
"I can only assume that you said 'hello'," said Aragorn, and continued on his way.
We all snickered. What Legolas had actually said was, 'You suck, Aragorn!'
"I find this suprisingly amusing," Legolas smiled.
"Stick with us, Legolas," Maddy said, patting him on the back; "and you'll go a long way."
"What is my next task to be?" Legolas asked.
I whispered something in his ear. We all laughed.
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Oh yeah, and our Spanish conversation was:
"Aragorn does not want us to come," I said in Spanish.
"No, but the hobbits do," Maddy replied.
Obviously Aragorn thought we were speaking Elvish and was wondering why he couldn't understand us.
"It's four against one," Andy piped up. "I guess we're in!"
Rivendell and Legolas
Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'.
^*^*^*^
"Aragorn no quisiera que viniéramos," I said in Spanish. (A/N: conversation in English at bottom of screen.)
"No, pero los hobbits," Maddy replied.
Obviously Aragorn thought we were speaking Elvish and was wondering why he couldn't understand us.
"Es cuatro contra uno," Andy piped up. "Conjeturo que estamos adentro!"
"OK, let's go!" I said, using English again.
"OK. . ." Aragorn said. He thought better to ask what we had said about him and the hobbits.
^*^*^*^
"Rivendell!" I squealed.
"Legolas will be here," Andy reminded me excitedly.
Sure enough, as we entered Rivendell, we saw Legolas standing out on the balcony of the House of Elrond.
"He wasn't there in the movie," Maddy whispered.
I shrugged. "Meh."
We continued up to the balcony to meet the Elf.
"Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood," Andy greeted him. "We thought we would find you here."
Legolas turned to see us. A look of confusion crossed his face. "Who are you?" he asked.
"Uh, I'm Becky, this is Andy and this is Maddy." I explained.
He still looked confused. "Miladies, you bear such strange garments."
That's when we realised we weren't wearing Elven robes. I was wearing a denim skirt, thongs, a hot pink singlet top and a blue visor. Maddy wore faded denim jeans, Etnie shoes, a baby blue jacket over a red shirt, and a sideways baseball cap. And Andy was just being plain weird Andy, in short denim overalls, knee-high clown socks, Gallaz sneakers, a rainbow striped shirt and a Dockers beanie. Yeah, a DOCKERS beanie. You can't say that's normal. (A/N: No offence to all you Freo fans out there. Sorry.)
"What?" I protested. "Denim is so in right now. Anyway, it's not like we have any robes."
This just seemed to make him more confused. Poor elf, I thought.
"Hey, wanna learn Spanish?" Andy suddenly piped up.
Legolas stared at us. "What. . .what is 'Spanish?'"
"A language," Andy replied. "Well, d'ya wanna learn or not?"
"Alright," agreed Legolas, relieved that we had finally said something he understood.
^*^*^*^
Legolas seemed to be a fast learner. A VERY fast learner. He knew most words in 1 day and by the end of 2 days he could speak long, complicated sentences. By the end of 3 days, he was as good as us! A few more day's rest, and then it would be the Council of Elrond. Damn it, the Council SUCKS. It's SO boring.
"Usted aspira, Aragorn!" Legolas said as the four of us passed him.
"I can only assume that you said 'hello'," said Aragorn, and continued on his way.
We all snickered. What Legolas had actually said was, 'You suck, Aragorn!'
"I find this suprisingly amusing," Legolas smiled.
"Stick with us, Legolas," Maddy said, patting him on the back; "and you'll go a long way."
"What is my next task to be?" Legolas asked.
I whispered something in his ear. We all laughed.
^*^*^*^
Like it? Updates soon, but first: REVIEWS! Yessssss, musst have more reviewsssssss. . .my preciousssssssss. . .
Oh yeah, and our Spanish conversation was:
"Aragorn does not want us to come," I said in Spanish.
"No, but the hobbits do," Maddy replied.
Obviously Aragorn thought we were speaking Elvish and was wondering why he couldn't understand us.
"It's four against one," Andy piped up. "I guess we're in!"