Part three
"Durin's beard," cursed Gimli.
The rest upon hearing this came to see what was wrong.
"Legolas has gone," explained the dwarf, while frantically looking behind and under rocks...I mean chick...no I did meant rocks, sorry.
"Not that I care of course," he said, turning around and wiping a tear from his eye (G: I had something in my eye M-C: Yeah tears).
"Course not," said Merry knowingly.
After a few seconds desperate searching, the fellowship all came back empty handed.
"Where could he be?" Asked a teary Sam.
"I don't know," said the confused wizard, "we'll just have to hope he'll come back on his own."
"He's not a bloody homing pigeon!!!!!!!" Shouted Gimli.
"The wings, the wings," groaned a tied up Boromir.
"Ok, who ungagged him?" Asked a slightly miffed ranger.
"He said he'd let me blow his horn," Pippin tried to justify. (A/N: Dirty little hobbitsssssssss M-C: GOLLUM GET OUT OF HERE!!¬¬;)
"Well you can't," said Aragorn smugly, regagging Boromir, "He said I could."
"Hello?! Legolas is still out there, cold, hungry, alone and did I mention cold," cried Gimli waving his arms frantically in the air.
They carried on to the tomb of some dead dwarf dude (G: IT'S BALIN M-C: K.;)....anywho a dull light shone from behind it. Gimli went round only to find Legolas looking frightened and alone.
"Legolas!"
The small elf looked up when he saw the dwarf, his little face brightened with a dazzling smile, the light glowing around him shone brighter and he held out his little arms to be picked up.
"Where were you little one? I was looking for you everywhere," Gimli cried, picking the little elf up into his arms, kissing his cheeks. Legolas giggled and kissed Gimli on the nose before curling up and falling asleep.
Fortunately for Gimli none of the fellowship saw this open show of affection.
Later on the fellowship settled down to sleep........well TRIED to, what with Legolas screaming and Gimli's desperate pleas to quiet him, they were having little trouble.
"Will you shut that thing up!!!!" Roared Boromir (A/N: Ok, who ungagged him again, how many times do I have to tell you, Boromirs should be seen but not heard!)
"I'm trying," growled back Gimli as he rocked Legolas back and forth.
"Maybe he's hungry," piped up Merry (A/N: Pippin was too busy....well......eating)
"Maybe," answered the dwarf, looking down at the screaming bundle of elf in his arms.
"Are you hungry little fella?" Cooed Gimli in baby talk (A/N: Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh Gimli's cracked) Legolas just stared at him in shock.
"Well at least it shut him up," said Gimli trying to ignore the looks the others were giving him.
"Yeah, but now he's scarred for life"
"Shut up," mumbled Gimli trying to hide his blush in his beard.
"Gimmie, funny," giggled Legolas.
"Did.....did he just?" Stuttered Gimli pointing down at him, "Speak?"
"Sounded like it," replied Gandalf.
"Yrch," said the little elf while pointing at Boromir.
Boromir just growled at the young elf.
"Now, now Boromir, stay your hand, he doesn't know any better," reasoned Gandalf, bending down to look at Legolas.
"Eyebrows, silly," giggled Legolas, while tugging on one and holding you.......let go?" Asked Gandalf, while trying desperately to break the baby elf's surprising strong grip on his eyebrow, Legolas just carried on tugging and giggling his little elven head off.
Suddenly there was a horrible ripping noise and Gandalf fell back onto the floor. In Legolas' hand was one of Gandalf's eyebrows. The fellowship by this time were laughing like pack of wargs.
Gandalf stood up looking rather red in the face, whether from humiliation or anger the fellowship couldn't tell.
"Better be moving on," mumble the one eyebrowed wizard.
Suddenly from behind them there came a crash, all of the them looked round to see Pippin standing next to a well trying to look innocent. There came another series of crashes.
"You fool of a Took," roared Gandalf taking out his anger on the trembling hobbit, "next time throw yourself in and rid us of your.........," he stopped to think.
"Stupidity?" Suggested Pippin.
"I KNOW WHAT I MEANT!!!" Roared Gandalf, the artery in his forehead began to throb.
The irate wizard was about to hit Pippin on the head with his staff when the sound of drums started.
"Oh bugger," stated the Istari before running off into the opposite direction of the drums.
Boromir went to see out the door, "oh great they have a deep fryer......I mean cave troll," he said sarcastically.
End of part three
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, if not the next gets better......really.
B: If you believe that you'll believe anything
M-C: I resent that remark, KFC boy
B: Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ¬¬