An Elven Fellowship
by Jade Limill
Chapter 2: Bloody Dwarves
"Elladan, please promise me something next time you decide to cook," Elrohir said after his first bite of scrambled eggs.
"Sure, what do you want me to promise?" Elladan replied in a perky manner.
"Don't. Let me. I'm a lot better than you."
"Thanks, I feel so loved. Same goes next time hunt deer, though," he responded sourly.
"Okay, now I feel so loved. Look, you had the ring yesterday, so how about I have it today and I'll give it back at night. We can trade it everyday so neither one of us gets too attached to it, okay?" Elrohir had an idea.
"Okay, but I get it before we go to sleep. Where should we go now?" Elladan asked.
"Easy. We go to Mordor. We destroy the ring. We go home. While stopping strategically in The Golden Wood to visit our grandmother so she won't be mad at us."
"I've figured that part out. I'm talking about getting over the Misty Mountains. We could go by Moria, or we could go by Caradhras. You pick."
"Fine. Caradhras. I can't stand dwarves. Bloody Dwarves. They drive me nuts. Always partying," Elrohir decided.
"Alright, Elladan you can stop chanting now."
"I'm not chanting! You are!" Elladan shouted back, or rather, forward.
"I know that is you chanting. Haven't you ever heard of avalanches? They kill anyone who gets stuck in one! And you're going to cause one soon!"
"Me! I am not chanting, so therefore I can not start and avalanche! You'll be the cause of it!" Elladan yelled as the chanting suddenly stopped.
"Thank you!" Elrohir said. Just then they heard a rumbling sound. "Now would you kindly stop farting?"
"I don't think that's a fart, Elrohir," Elladan said, looking up.
Elrohir looked up in time to see snow dropping down on them.
"That's it! We are going to Moria! I don't care how much the bloody dwarves drive you nuts. There is no way I am going all the way to LothLorien with snow dropping on us all the way!" Elladan exploded when they had dug their way into a cave made of stiff snow.
"I will go see the dwarves this once. If I decide to kill myself, I will not be at fault," Elrohir replied as he struggled to light a fire out of dried healing herbs.
"Okay, fine. Why are you burning our herbs? We could get hurt and--"
"And the other can get more at LothLorien. Listen, we can set out at noon tomorrow, when it would be hottest. By the time we get to Moria, it will be evening," Elrohir replied cooly.
A/N: Okay, first, please review, I'm addicted, second, this story is going to go fast just so you know.
Reviews:
lil-whitelighter111488: Don't worry, I refuse to let them turn evil, I'll just keep them as pranksters. I like your user name, do you watch charmed?
crazy-haldir-fancier: Thanks, I'll try to keep it funny.
Jade Limill
by Jade Limill
Chapter 2: Bloody Dwarves
"Elladan, please promise me something next time you decide to cook," Elrohir said after his first bite of scrambled eggs.
"Sure, what do you want me to promise?" Elladan replied in a perky manner.
"Don't. Let me. I'm a lot better than you."
"Thanks, I feel so loved. Same goes next time hunt deer, though," he responded sourly.
"Okay, now I feel so loved. Look, you had the ring yesterday, so how about I have it today and I'll give it back at night. We can trade it everyday so neither one of us gets too attached to it, okay?" Elrohir had an idea.
"Okay, but I get it before we go to sleep. Where should we go now?" Elladan asked.
"Easy. We go to Mordor. We destroy the ring. We go home. While stopping strategically in The Golden Wood to visit our grandmother so she won't be mad at us."
"I've figured that part out. I'm talking about getting over the Misty Mountains. We could go by Moria, or we could go by Caradhras. You pick."
"Fine. Caradhras. I can't stand dwarves. Bloody Dwarves. They drive me nuts. Always partying," Elrohir decided.
"Alright, Elladan you can stop chanting now."
"I'm not chanting! You are!" Elladan shouted back, or rather, forward.
"I know that is you chanting. Haven't you ever heard of avalanches? They kill anyone who gets stuck in one! And you're going to cause one soon!"
"Me! I am not chanting, so therefore I can not start and avalanche! You'll be the cause of it!" Elladan yelled as the chanting suddenly stopped.
"Thank you!" Elrohir said. Just then they heard a rumbling sound. "Now would you kindly stop farting?"
"I don't think that's a fart, Elrohir," Elladan said, looking up.
Elrohir looked up in time to see snow dropping down on them.
"That's it! We are going to Moria! I don't care how much the bloody dwarves drive you nuts. There is no way I am going all the way to LothLorien with snow dropping on us all the way!" Elladan exploded when they had dug their way into a cave made of stiff snow.
"I will go see the dwarves this once. If I decide to kill myself, I will not be at fault," Elrohir replied as he struggled to light a fire out of dried healing herbs.
"Okay, fine. Why are you burning our herbs? We could get hurt and--"
"And the other can get more at LothLorien. Listen, we can set out at noon tomorrow, when it would be hottest. By the time we get to Moria, it will be evening," Elrohir replied cooly.
A/N: Okay, first, please review, I'm addicted, second, this story is going to go fast just so you know.
Reviews:
lil-whitelighter111488: Don't worry, I refuse to let them turn evil, I'll just keep them as pranksters. I like your user name, do you watch charmed?
crazy-haldir-fancier: Thanks, I'll try to keep it funny.
Jade Limill