Chapter 3: Stoned
"Get this fire started on a cold, windy night, We are all waiting for sparks to arrive, Sending out a --"
"Elladan, if you do not shut up right now, we are not having a fire tonight. Anyways, how would you know if it was cold or not? You can't feel the cold," Elrohir snapped at his annoying twin, cutting off any further songs his brother might have been singing.
"When are we going to get to Moria? I want to see the dwarfies," Elladan complained.
"Your obsession with dwarves is getting on my nerves. I told you we will arrive at the mines tomorrow."
"Not soon-enough for me," he complained again.
"Too soon for me," Elrohir also complained as the fire finally lit. He soon put on the rabbit they had caught, or rather Elrohir had, Elladan was too busy looking at a butterfly.
"The gates, the gates. Elrohir, you can read Quenya, what do the gates say?" Elladan said.
"The doors of Durin Lord of Moria, speak friend and enter. I, Narvi, made them: Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs. Happy?"
"Yes, mellon-nin."
"Are you so ashamed to call me brother?" Elrohir asked hurt.
"Are you ashamed to call me brother? I am the one that opened these gates for you," Elladan announced proudly.
"What did you say?"
"I only called you my friend. The riddle was speak friend and enter, like the word friend. Friend is the password."
"Congrata-freaking-lations. You figured it out. Oh, no. This is bad. Very, very bad." Elrohir said, looking around.
They turned and ran for their sanity, but alas, it was not to be. A giant squid-thing came out of the water and shut the doors. And no matter how much pounding they did, neither elf could get out. They were forced to make the four day trek through the mines of Moria.
"'ello, there. Are ya' lost? 'Cause if ya' are, would you mind coming to our party?" A voice asked.
When the twins looked down, there stood three dwarves. Three dwarves in pink fur. And sandals. Three very, hairy dwarves in pink fur, sandals and shorts. Elrohir turned around and started pounding on the door, demanding to be let out again.
"Sure, we'll come. But we have to get to the other side by next week, okay?" Elladan volunteered. The dwarves agreed and Elladan forcefully dragged his twin to room filled with smoke and rocks.
Elrohir looked around and made another escape attempt, seeing naked dwarves in a stone jacuzzi, enough to make even a slut go blind, and all were smoking pipes, emitting the smoke. On the other side of the room, dwarves were playing the not so friendly game of twister, where you had to twist out of the way of rocks being thrown at you.
Someone brought ale, and Elladan managed to convince Elrohir to have some, no knowing it was spiked with. . . things. Elrohir began hitting on all the dwarves hoping to come across the females sometime.
The parties lasted while they were there and ever since the left also. Two weeks later, they emerged out of Moria and went towards the Golden Wood, expecting to be welcomed.
On, the way, they bathed in a stream and put on their least smelly clothes, for they all smelled like dwarf smoke and ale. They wanted to impress their grandmother, but if they had wanted to do that, perhaps they should not have drugged her favorite guard. . .
A/N: Okay, everyone. I just wanted a very annoying Elladan. The song at the beginning is a parody to Get This Party Started by Pink. I do not own it. The song by Pink, I mean. I made up the parody myself. feels special Any questions? No? Then review! Oh, you do have questions? Then Review!
Replies:
heidi of the woodland realm: Sorry, I haven't read it yet. Is it a tolkien book or a fanfiction story? Don't worry, I like the twins too, so they won't be hurt too much.
Hyperactive Forever: lol, you'll see. But it'll be funny.
crazy-haldir-fancier: I do try. Wait till they get to Lorien, I've just been warming you people up.
lil-whitelighter111488: yep. I do watch Charmed whenever I can. It's a great show. I like Paige best. Or Leo. No evil twins in my story.
Jade Limill
"Get this fire started on a cold, windy night, We are all waiting for sparks to arrive, Sending out a --"
"Elladan, if you do not shut up right now, we are not having a fire tonight. Anyways, how would you know if it was cold or not? You can't feel the cold," Elrohir snapped at his annoying twin, cutting off any further songs his brother might have been singing.
"When are we going to get to Moria? I want to see the dwarfies," Elladan complained.
"Your obsession with dwarves is getting on my nerves. I told you we will arrive at the mines tomorrow."
"Not soon-enough for me," he complained again.
"Too soon for me," Elrohir also complained as the fire finally lit. He soon put on the rabbit they had caught, or rather Elrohir had, Elladan was too busy looking at a butterfly.
"The gates, the gates. Elrohir, you can read Quenya, what do the gates say?" Elladan said.
"The doors of Durin Lord of Moria, speak friend and enter. I, Narvi, made them: Celebrimbor of Hollin drew these signs. Happy?"
"Yes, mellon-nin."
"Are you so ashamed to call me brother?" Elrohir asked hurt.
"Are you ashamed to call me brother? I am the one that opened these gates for you," Elladan announced proudly.
"What did you say?"
"I only called you my friend. The riddle was speak friend and enter, like the word friend. Friend is the password."
"Congrata-freaking-lations. You figured it out. Oh, no. This is bad. Very, very bad." Elrohir said, looking around.
They turned and ran for their sanity, but alas, it was not to be. A giant squid-thing came out of the water and shut the doors. And no matter how much pounding they did, neither elf could get out. They were forced to make the four day trek through the mines of Moria.
"'ello, there. Are ya' lost? 'Cause if ya' are, would you mind coming to our party?" A voice asked.
When the twins looked down, there stood three dwarves. Three dwarves in pink fur. And sandals. Three very, hairy dwarves in pink fur, sandals and shorts. Elrohir turned around and started pounding on the door, demanding to be let out again.
"Sure, we'll come. But we have to get to the other side by next week, okay?" Elladan volunteered. The dwarves agreed and Elladan forcefully dragged his twin to room filled with smoke and rocks.
Elrohir looked around and made another escape attempt, seeing naked dwarves in a stone jacuzzi, enough to make even a slut go blind, and all were smoking pipes, emitting the smoke. On the other side of the room, dwarves were playing the not so friendly game of twister, where you had to twist out of the way of rocks being thrown at you.
Someone brought ale, and Elladan managed to convince Elrohir to have some, no knowing it was spiked with. . . things. Elrohir began hitting on all the dwarves hoping to come across the females sometime.
The parties lasted while they were there and ever since the left also. Two weeks later, they emerged out of Moria and went towards the Golden Wood, expecting to be welcomed.
On, the way, they bathed in a stream and put on their least smelly clothes, for they all smelled like dwarf smoke and ale. They wanted to impress their grandmother, but if they had wanted to do that, perhaps they should not have drugged her favorite guard. . .
A/N: Okay, everyone. I just wanted a very annoying Elladan. The song at the beginning is a parody to Get This Party Started by Pink. I do not own it. The song by Pink, I mean. I made up the parody myself. feels special Any questions? No? Then review! Oh, you do have questions? Then Review!
Replies:
heidi of the woodland realm: Sorry, I haven't read it yet. Is it a tolkien book or a fanfiction story? Don't worry, I like the twins too, so they won't be hurt too much.
Hyperactive Forever: lol, you'll see. But it'll be funny.
crazy-haldir-fancier: I do try. Wait till they get to Lorien, I've just been warming you people up.
lil-whitelighter111488: yep. I do watch Charmed whenever I can. It's a great show. I like Paige best. Or Leo. No evil twins in my story.
Jade Limill