Lizzie POV

I slowly considered this.

"Well, if Haldir is a dooky head, what would that make Legolas? Would he be nice, or have 10 girls on each arm with a head so big you can't see around it." I shrugged. It was possible. I smiled again.

"How about I take Haldir and you can take Legolas." Heather cocked an imaginary gun.

"No way, Jose! Haldir's-" she stopped because the elf in question was standing over her.

"Haldir's right here. You can ask him yourself about how you want some blankets." I smirked. It was summer. Haldir stalked off.

"Hea- Isilwen, do we really have to stay here for three days with, HIM??!!" I acted like I was dying. A cute elf guy walked up.

"Are you injured?" He said, in the cutest voice (only second to Legolas's).

"No, I'm fine, but I might need you later if Haldir Raincloud doesn't let us go soon." He smiled and walked away. "Hmm, it might not be that bad after all." 

Heather POV

I sighed as Lizzie asked the question that lay in both of our hearts, "Hea- Isilwen, do we really have to stay here for three days with, HIM??!!" I thought she was gonna die at this point.

Before I could answer, one of Haldir's sexy Elf comrades walked over, "Are you injured?"

"No, I'm fine, but I might need you later if Haldir's raincloud dosen't let us go soon." He smiled and walked away. "Hmm, it might not be that bad after all."

I smiled lazily, "Nope, it just might not be!" I put on my J-Lo sunglasses and lay back with my hands behind my head, checking out a fine piece of Elvish specimen that was not named Haldir; although he would have been cuter without his superiority complex.

"So what are we supposed to do for three days?" I complained to nobody in particular.

"I don't know, something, this treehouse is boring." Lizzie replied.

"Ya I know!" I said loudly, "It's boring here in MIDDLE EARTH!"

I then lowered my voice, "Maybe we can annoy them so bad they'll just give up their 3 days and take us to Galadriel...or maybe we can sneak away!" I was desperate, and I wasn't about to stay in this stupid tree thing for the next 72 hours of my life.

Lizzie smiled, "Or maybe we can do both."

I smiled evilly, "I get it," I said craftily. I looked over to Haldir who was talking to some of his hot comrades.

"Oh Haldir!" I cried out in a singsong voice.

He glared at me and came over. "What...do...you....want?" he demanded through gritted teeth.

I smiled charmingly, "Will you please take us to Caras Galadhon...NOW?!"

He looked at me as if I were stupid or something, "No."

Lizzie and I exchanged glances.

I stood up drawing myself up to my full height with came up to the middle of his chest. I traced my finger up his arm, "Please?" I purred.

He looked at me warily and said nothing.

I tangled my fingers in his silky silver hair seductively, "Come on you know you want to," I said breathily, swallowing my laughter.

"No," came his reply after a moment of hesitation.

"Are you sure?" I asked, drawing myself closer to him and his yummy muscles.

He simply glared in return.

"Well alright, you asked for it!" I sang out.

Without warning, I yanked as hard as I could on his precious hair and Lizzie began laughing. "Take us to Caras Galadhon, now!" I said tugging.

Haldir was beyond angry now. Suddenly his comrades came over and began to tear me off of their leader.

Ten minutes later... 

I sat tied up in the gloriously strong Elven rope, a lock of silver silky hair still clenched in my fist. Lizzie sat next to me, bound up as well. 
'Dork', I thought. After a few moments of silence, I spoke up. "So..uh...what are we going to do now?"

Lizzie POV
I turned back to her.

"Well, you got us here genius. I know you want to get all over him but please wait, until he wants you to!" I was angry at Heather but she was still my friend. A thought suddenly came to me.

'Oooooooooh Galaaaaaaaaaaadrieeeeeeeeeel!!' I thought, hoping that she was listening.

'Oh, you again. What is it?' She answered.

'Galadriel, Haldir's being a poopy head and he tied us up. That's no way to treat guests. Besides, we know what happens to him. And we could tell him too.' I sat there communicating with her, trying not to laugh because I was thinking of all the things that we could mess up if they weren't nice to us.

'Let's see, Aragorn's a hunk, but he's gotta go. Gandalf was never that cool either. And also there's-'

'Fine! Stupid humans...' She mumbled.