Legolas is Tolkiens. The books are Tolkiens. The rest is mine and Devie's (who actually took part in this chapter I will admit, thank you Devie)

*flash back*

Suddenly Legolas held his hand up to his face. As I stared in astonishment, small tears began to run over his cheeks and splash onto the pages of the book.

*end flash back*

"I think I'll go get some water" I said, backing awkwardly out of the room. I sensed that Legolas needed to be alone, but I didn't want to leave him for to long, for fear he might destroy something.

When I came back into the room five minutes later, Legolas was standing by the window with his left hand rested gently on the sill. The trilogy books had been put back into their box and in place on the bookshelf. Legolas had the Silmarillion in his hand, his thumb idly marking a page. "It seems that every detail of the history of the First Born is preserved in this book." He said, turning toward me.

I nodded. "It is very long and precise."

I noticed his eyes were not red, but there was a faint trace of tears down his face. "I'm sorry," I said moving beside him, "I didn't mean to upset you. You okay?"

He nodded. "I am fine. You must forgive me; it was...unnerving to see all those events retold so perfectly." He sighed sadly. "Sometimes I wish I had not lived so long as to see so far back the tales and events of Middle Earth. I am sorry, memories can do much."

I shook my head. "There is nothing to be sorry for." He smiled. Suddenly the sound of a car made me remember. "Oh my gosh!" I said, clapping a hand to my mouth. "My dad's home! You have to hide!"

Legolas set the book on my desk and backed away as far as possible. I guess he was remembering what happened the last time I said that. I laughed at his wary face. "No more closets, I promise." He looked relieved.

I glanced quickly around the room, looking for any good hiding places. "The guest room, quick!" Legolas was about to say something when I heard the front door opening. I grabbed his hand, not waiting for protest, and pushed him into the mentioned room.

I shut the door and leaned against it, looking casual just as Dad came up the stairs. I smiled at him. "Hi Dad, how was work?"

He sighed. "Same old, same old."

I nodded sympathetically. "Do you think you'll get that promotion?"

He shook his head wearily. "I don't know and I don't care right now, honey." He smiled faintly at me. I heard a small sound behind me and realized that Legolas was listening on the other side of the door.

"Well, I'm going to go take a nap," Dad said cheerfully. "When's dinner ready?"

"Umm, soon. We're ordering pizza tonight, I said, as an idea came to my head. "Oh, and Dad? Do you mind if a guest joins us for dinner? A...friend of mine from school is coming over. Dad shook his head.

"As long as she has good manners."

I snickered inwardly. "Oh, very good manners. And it's a he, Dad."

Dad nodded. "Ah" He said knowingly.

"It's not like that!" I cried. He just nodded and walked into his room.

'Dads' I thought angrily, but at the same time laughing at the thought of Dad meeting my 6 foot 5 'friend.' "Ok Legolas, you can come out now," I whispered, opening the door. Legolas walked out and glanced around.

"Was that your Ada?"

I giggled. "Yes, that was my Ada. But here we call them dads. He nodded. "Well, Legolas, looks like we need to deck you out as a typical middle school kid." He stared at me warily as I looked him over. "I think we'll have to walk down to the Target and get you some real clothes."

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10 minutes later we were in the Target about a half a mile from my house. I had made Legolas leave his bow and arrows behind, but he was still wearing his Elven clothes and was getting some strange looks from the other shoppers.

I tried to ignore them and rushed over to the men's department. All I had was $30 from savings, but I hoped it would be enough. I knew Mom would pay me back later.

I sighed as I looked over the racks of men's clothes. Everything looked like it was more then I had with me, but I knew I had to get Legolas some new clothes. Then I saw a sign, 'CLEARANCE.' I smiled with relief and dragged Legolas over to it.

I picked out a pair of camouflage cargo pants for $10, and a $5 T-shirt that read Skate 4 Life. Looked like Legolas would have to look like a skater boy, that was the furthest extent of my knowledge.

As we stepped into the thankfully short line, I noticed Legolas looking over his shoulder.

"What is it Leg...uh....Legolas," I whispered his name, not wanting people to recognize it.

Legolas looked puzzled. "There's a girl over there that is staring at you." I glanced over the racks of clothes, then ducked down.

"Holy cr....!" I stopped myself from cursing. It was my best friend, Devon. She knew as much about Lord of the Rings as I did, and I knew if she saw him, she would recognize him right away.

I know this chapter wasn't as funny, so the next one is going to be longer and funnier, I promise. Thanks to my small amount of reviewers from chapter three...

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