FASH: Hey, I hope you like this chapter, thank you reviewers, I hope you
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""-speech ''-thoughts
Lupin awoke to an insistent knocking on her door. "Mmmhhhppphhh." She groaned into her pillow, not liking he tapping that grew louder and louder until she could no longer ignore it. She tiredly got out of bed, stifling a yawn with her hand, and opened the door, only to blink when her glazed eyes met bright blue one belonging to a happy looking she-elf. 'Who can be happy in the morning, they must have some kind of advanced coffee here.' "And you are?" She drawled out, the elven woman just seemed to smile more, her bright, white, smiling teeth nearly blinding Lupin. 'Boy, do her choppers ever catch the light.' "I am Inwe Seregon my dear, I'm here to get you dressed." Lupin looked at her rumpled dirty, but very comfortable clothes. "And I have to change because?" "Now now dear, you can't go to a party looking like that, what would everyone think?" Inwe seemed shocked that Lupin didn't feel like playing dress up. "They can think what they like because I'm not going!" She made a move to slam the door in the elf's face, but since she still wasn't fully awake she was to slow and Inwe entered the room before she even grasped the door. "Of course you're going dear, Prince Legolas announced to his father that he would this morning."
It took a few minutes for the meaning of that sentence to cut through the fog of sleep, but when it did Lupin's eyes widened incredibly large and Inwe wondered what was wrong with the odd little human. 'OH MY GOD! Legolas is a PRINCE! When the hell did that happen? Damn it! Maybe that's why he's so proper!' That is a small fragment of what was going through the human girl's mind, well, one thing's for sure, she didn't see that coming. 'That means, last night, I was kissed by a prince!' Lupin internally squealed, it was like a little girls dream come true, right after they got out of the 'boys are icky' phase. 'This is he path leading to an emotional breakdown.' She thought as she blindly followed Inwe around, having no clue what the elf was doing.
"Now let's see." Inwe opened a large closet that Lupin didn't fel like exploring the other day, and in it were rows and rows of beautiful gowns, the one drawback though, was that all of them were so bright. Lupin preferred darker colours, grays, reds, dark blues, greens, black, but not things like pink, yellow, white and sky blue, to bad that was all there seemed to be. Inwe pulled out many dresses, but none appealed to Lupin, and thankfully Inwe seemed to think that they clashed with her not-so-fair skin tone, and her hair and eyes. Inwe had chosen her personal favorites from the closet and was just about to give up, when Lupin's eyes caught on a black darker than the shadows it lingered in, she quickly went forward and pulled out a beautiful black dress with blood red trim. 'Now these are my kind of colours.' Inwe agreed and quickly helped Lupin in the harder than it would seen task of putting the dress on.
Lupin looked in the large mirror, since her hair was so short they just gave it a good brush, her eyes were coloured with dark grey eye shadow, and her lips had a dark red berry juice of some kind that had been thickened out.
"My word, you look gorgeous dear, and we finished just on time, the Prince will be hear any minute. 'That's right, Legolas is a prince, I'm going to have to talk to him.' She thought with a small frown as she tapped her foot and she vaguely wondered how long this part would be. 'I can't stay after nightfall, it's the full moon tonight and I'm pretty sure no one will accept me if they see that instead of human eyes I'll have those of a wolf's at the top of my head, if fact they'd probably try and kill me or something.' She thought sadly, but before she could delve further into depression, a knock sounded at the door.
"Go on dear, it is not good to keep the Prince waiting." 'This elf woman has more energy than Richard Simmons.... Scary...' She thought as she answered the door and met the eyes of Legolas.
Legolas was blasted away, Lupin looked exquisite, wonderful, marvelous, he just wanted to lower his lips to hers and kiss them hard and long.
"Hello, Prince Legolas." She said, Legolas looked back at her nervously, then into the room at Inwe. "So you know." "Yes, now, I have a question, why didn't you tell me this before?" "I didn't want you to... Want me only for my title." Lupin raised her eyebrows at Legolas who seemed to be sweating buckets. "Why the hell would I do that? Legolas, you've ruined my prissy, pansy images of what princes are like, I wouldn't like you if you were a shopaholic or something, you would annoy me to much, I like you, for you." She said as she grasped his arm in her hand. "Now let's blow this pop sickle stand." She said, Legolas lead her on, wondering what the hell a pop sickle stand was and why they would want to blow on it.
They arrived just when the party, festival, thing, was getting started, the sun was still high in the sky, elves were mingling around, talking to each other happily, some music was playing and the little children had started dancing together. "Would you care to dance?" Legolas asked as he extended a hand to Lupin, who snorted in a rather unladylike fashion, but put her hand in his. "Don't blame be if I step on you feet repeatedly."
Lupin turned out to be a fairly graceful dancer, nothing compared to the elves, but she was good for a human, and so they danced the afternoon away, it was almost dusk, but Lupin was having to much fun to notice the oncoming darkness. Little did either know was that a jealous glare was directed at them, the narrowed blue eyes belonging to the one and only Lady Tari.
'How dare that harlot steal my Legolas from me! I will make her pay!' She outwardly hissed, the others around her sending worried glances in her direction. She slowly walked over to the happily dancing couple. "Excuse me, but I believe that we need to have a little talk." She said as she dragged Lupin off to a secluded dark corner, Lupin following, only because she thought it would be really rude if she were to bitch slap the girl with the annoying voice from the night before in public, and Legolas just watching in befuddlement. (Did you know that befuddlement is an actual word? Ohh, befuddlement.)
FASH: Ooohhhh, is there going to a cat fight next chapter? Why yes, of course, but Lupin'll kick that priss's $$!
""-speech ''-thoughts
Lupin awoke to an insistent knocking on her door. "Mmmhhhppphhh." She groaned into her pillow, not liking he tapping that grew louder and louder until she could no longer ignore it. She tiredly got out of bed, stifling a yawn with her hand, and opened the door, only to blink when her glazed eyes met bright blue one belonging to a happy looking she-elf. 'Who can be happy in the morning, they must have some kind of advanced coffee here.' "And you are?" She drawled out, the elven woman just seemed to smile more, her bright, white, smiling teeth nearly blinding Lupin. 'Boy, do her choppers ever catch the light.' "I am Inwe Seregon my dear, I'm here to get you dressed." Lupin looked at her rumpled dirty, but very comfortable clothes. "And I have to change because?" "Now now dear, you can't go to a party looking like that, what would everyone think?" Inwe seemed shocked that Lupin didn't feel like playing dress up. "They can think what they like because I'm not going!" She made a move to slam the door in the elf's face, but since she still wasn't fully awake she was to slow and Inwe entered the room before she even grasped the door. "Of course you're going dear, Prince Legolas announced to his father that he would this morning."
It took a few minutes for the meaning of that sentence to cut through the fog of sleep, but when it did Lupin's eyes widened incredibly large and Inwe wondered what was wrong with the odd little human. 'OH MY GOD! Legolas is a PRINCE! When the hell did that happen? Damn it! Maybe that's why he's so proper!' That is a small fragment of what was going through the human girl's mind, well, one thing's for sure, she didn't see that coming. 'That means, last night, I was kissed by a prince!' Lupin internally squealed, it was like a little girls dream come true, right after they got out of the 'boys are icky' phase. 'This is he path leading to an emotional breakdown.' She thought as she blindly followed Inwe around, having no clue what the elf was doing.
"Now let's see." Inwe opened a large closet that Lupin didn't fel like exploring the other day, and in it were rows and rows of beautiful gowns, the one drawback though, was that all of them were so bright. Lupin preferred darker colours, grays, reds, dark blues, greens, black, but not things like pink, yellow, white and sky blue, to bad that was all there seemed to be. Inwe pulled out many dresses, but none appealed to Lupin, and thankfully Inwe seemed to think that they clashed with her not-so-fair skin tone, and her hair and eyes. Inwe had chosen her personal favorites from the closet and was just about to give up, when Lupin's eyes caught on a black darker than the shadows it lingered in, she quickly went forward and pulled out a beautiful black dress with blood red trim. 'Now these are my kind of colours.' Inwe agreed and quickly helped Lupin in the harder than it would seen task of putting the dress on.
Lupin looked in the large mirror, since her hair was so short they just gave it a good brush, her eyes were coloured with dark grey eye shadow, and her lips had a dark red berry juice of some kind that had been thickened out.
"My word, you look gorgeous dear, and we finished just on time, the Prince will be hear any minute. 'That's right, Legolas is a prince, I'm going to have to talk to him.' She thought with a small frown as she tapped her foot and she vaguely wondered how long this part would be. 'I can't stay after nightfall, it's the full moon tonight and I'm pretty sure no one will accept me if they see that instead of human eyes I'll have those of a wolf's at the top of my head, if fact they'd probably try and kill me or something.' She thought sadly, but before she could delve further into depression, a knock sounded at the door.
"Go on dear, it is not good to keep the Prince waiting." 'This elf woman has more energy than Richard Simmons.... Scary...' She thought as she answered the door and met the eyes of Legolas.
Legolas was blasted away, Lupin looked exquisite, wonderful, marvelous, he just wanted to lower his lips to hers and kiss them hard and long.
"Hello, Prince Legolas." She said, Legolas looked back at her nervously, then into the room at Inwe. "So you know." "Yes, now, I have a question, why didn't you tell me this before?" "I didn't want you to... Want me only for my title." Lupin raised her eyebrows at Legolas who seemed to be sweating buckets. "Why the hell would I do that? Legolas, you've ruined my prissy, pansy images of what princes are like, I wouldn't like you if you were a shopaholic or something, you would annoy me to much, I like you, for you." She said as she grasped his arm in her hand. "Now let's blow this pop sickle stand." She said, Legolas lead her on, wondering what the hell a pop sickle stand was and why they would want to blow on it.
They arrived just when the party, festival, thing, was getting started, the sun was still high in the sky, elves were mingling around, talking to each other happily, some music was playing and the little children had started dancing together. "Would you care to dance?" Legolas asked as he extended a hand to Lupin, who snorted in a rather unladylike fashion, but put her hand in his. "Don't blame be if I step on you feet repeatedly."
Lupin turned out to be a fairly graceful dancer, nothing compared to the elves, but she was good for a human, and so they danced the afternoon away, it was almost dusk, but Lupin was having to much fun to notice the oncoming darkness. Little did either know was that a jealous glare was directed at them, the narrowed blue eyes belonging to the one and only Lady Tari.
'How dare that harlot steal my Legolas from me! I will make her pay!' She outwardly hissed, the others around her sending worried glances in her direction. She slowly walked over to the happily dancing couple. "Excuse me, but I believe that we need to have a little talk." She said as she dragged Lupin off to a secluded dark corner, Lupin following, only because she thought it would be really rude if she were to bitch slap the girl with the annoying voice from the night before in public, and Legolas just watching in befuddlement. (Did you know that befuddlement is an actual word? Ohh, befuddlement.)
FASH: Ooohhhh, is there going to a cat fight next chapter? Why yes, of course, but Lupin'll kick that priss's $$!