Thank you for reviewing! Here is chapitare numbere fivere. Er…chapter five.

The Effects Of Complaint

"What's the matter Legolas?" asked Tiny in its deep voice, "Why do you sit like that?"

            Legolas was sitting with his arms around his knees and his head tucked into his chest. He was shaking.

            "Tell me what's wrong Legolas, I may be able to help you."

            Legolas let out a wail and, if possible, condensed. Finally he whispered, "I'm scared."

            The ditch broke into hearty laughter which brought Legolas's head up. "Scared?" it roared, "What have you to be scared of when I'm here to protect you? I'm all around you!"

            "That's exactly what I'm scared of!" Legolas snapped.

            The ditch stopped laughing. It looked at Legolas. Legolas didn't look too well. His eyes were blood shot and sunken and his normally enviable hair was grassy and matted to his face.

            "You're scared of me?" Tiny asked slowly.

            Legolas lowered his head.

            "But why, Legolas? I thought you loved me."

            "I did love you," Legolas muttered, "When the sun was shining, when the pretty autumn leaves had just fallen. When I was clean."

            Tiny shrunk away. "Please don't be this way."

            But Legolas suddenly stood up. "You're all around me!" he shouted, "Three hundred and sixty degrees, and you fill every one of those! Where can I go without you seeing me, watching me like a hawk? There's one of me, and a million of you. I can't win!"

            "Well if that's what's bothering you—"

            "But wait, there's more. When it's light, it's not so bad. But after the sun sets, it's just me, in a DITCH. Do you know how bad it smells in here?"

            "Why Legolas, I never knew—"

            "Do you now what happens when it rains? This whole place floods and it takes weeks for the water to disappear!"

            "Gosh Legolas—" if a ditch could recoil, it did just that.

            "You know what?" Legolas suddenly lowered his voice, and Tiny backed off further, giving Legolas more space. "I've had it! I'm leaving! I'm returning to father!" he cried patriotically.

            However, when Legolas looked about him, seeing the enlarged ditch, he panicked. "Tiny," he called, "Tiny, are you still here?"

            But Tiny had gone, leaving forever with many emotional scars.

Oh no! Tiny's gone! Or is he/she/it?