Chapter 2 -- Legolas' POV
Legolas (in Aragorn's body) takes a bath! The quote that was originally on my bio (now removed) is now at the end of this chapter.
Maikafuiniel, I apologize for not crediting you in the last chapter. Apparently, your review must have been lost. I hope this chapter makes up for it. :)
I was told to keep this slash-free, and I did it. It was one of the toughest chapters I've ever had to write. It was SOOO tempting to go against it, but I kept Mona (my muse) locked up and kept it PG. I hope y'all are happy. :)
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I wanted to use that little pipsqueak as target practice. Unfortunately, Gandalf warned us not to harm him. Even if he was four feet tall, I still had to respect him. Pippin DID apologize, and he meant it. If it weren't for the fact that he kept apologizing, it wouldn't be so terrible.
Do you know how hard it is to tighten a bow string with "I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry", etc. right in your ear?
"Just one arrow, Mithrandir. Please? I won't hit him."
My reply was a stern "NO!"
Maybe I should have started calling him "Thentrandir" – Short-Pilgrim. However, he might have turned me into Gimli. THAT would have been worse!
It had been several hours since I had awaken to find myself screaming at, well, myself. If my father had seen me, Elbereth help me! I looked odd carrying Anduril; but then again, Aragorn must have thought that he looked odd carrying a Mirkwood bow.
I thought being stuck in a Ranger was horrible enough; until we stopped to eat at a nearby river. I walked towards the water, my bundle in hand.
I heard my own voice behind me. "Where are you going?"
I turned around to see myself, er, Aragorn. "Just because I look like you doesn't mean I have to smell like you," I replied, and headed back to the river. Had I seen my own face, it probably would have been grinning ear to ear.
It wasn't until I got to the river I realized my dilemma – I would have to see Aragorn NAKED!
I groaned in his baritone voice.**
I wanted my body back so badly. Since that wouldn't be an option, and I had no other choice – I swallowed hard and closed my eyes.
Carefully, I removed Aragorn's clothes and waded into the water.
Surprisingly, it wasn't any different than any other time I had bathed, except hairier.
As quickly as I could, I washed and dried, eyes still closed.
I only opened them after I had finished changing into my own tunic and leggings. I went back to the camp.
"Did you have a good wash?" I heard my voice, mockingly, behind me.
I glared at him. "Don't start with me, Estel." Suddenly, I thought of the perfect revenge on him. "Can you imagine what would happen if Arwen saw us like this? She might kiss me, thinking I was you."
My eyes narrowed at me. "That's not funny, Legolas. *IF* she did, we would tell her first."
"What if she still wanted to kiss you?"
He shrugged. "I suppose she would have to picture my face on you."
I smiled and started to walk away. "Good, because she does that anyway."
I was tackled from behind by "myself".
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** -- I took a guess. If you think Aragorn is more of a tenor or bass, let me know.
FRODO'S POV NEXT! Thanks, Deranged Lil' Hobbit!
Review Responses --
shadow: Thanks. I appreciate that. :)
Trishette: Nah, I hardly ever write pointless drivel. It's not my style.
Michelle: No, not in a slashy way. I promised.
Samwise the Brave: Thank you.
Deranged Lil' Hobbit: I can see Pip doing that too. There's just something about him. And Frodo will definately be next!
penpunk: Was this chapter to your liking? :)
Astronema: Legorn and Aragolas wrestlemania! There will be a little more of it in the next chapter.
szhismine: No kidding it's confusing. It's supposed to be. I'm trying not to make it *too* confusing though. Is there anything I can do to make it less confusing?
sparkly-purple-babe: This has also been a 'do not drink while writing' story. :)
........: OK! OK! But it was TOUGH!
Anything else I can do for ya? I still need inspiration!
Legolas (in Aragorn's body) takes a bath! The quote that was originally on my bio (now removed) is now at the end of this chapter.
Maikafuiniel, I apologize for not crediting you in the last chapter. Apparently, your review must have been lost. I hope this chapter makes up for it. :)
I was told to keep this slash-free, and I did it. It was one of the toughest chapters I've ever had to write. It was SOOO tempting to go against it, but I kept Mona (my muse) locked up and kept it PG. I hope y'all are happy. :)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I wanted to use that little pipsqueak as target practice. Unfortunately, Gandalf warned us not to harm him. Even if he was four feet tall, I still had to respect him. Pippin DID apologize, and he meant it. If it weren't for the fact that he kept apologizing, it wouldn't be so terrible.
Do you know how hard it is to tighten a bow string with "I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry-I'm-sorry", etc. right in your ear?
"Just one arrow, Mithrandir. Please? I won't hit him."
My reply was a stern "NO!"
Maybe I should have started calling him "Thentrandir" – Short-Pilgrim. However, he might have turned me into Gimli. THAT would have been worse!
It had been several hours since I had awaken to find myself screaming at, well, myself. If my father had seen me, Elbereth help me! I looked odd carrying Anduril; but then again, Aragorn must have thought that he looked odd carrying a Mirkwood bow.
I thought being stuck in a Ranger was horrible enough; until we stopped to eat at a nearby river. I walked towards the water, my bundle in hand.
I heard my own voice behind me. "Where are you going?"
I turned around to see myself, er, Aragorn. "Just because I look like you doesn't mean I have to smell like you," I replied, and headed back to the river. Had I seen my own face, it probably would have been grinning ear to ear.
It wasn't until I got to the river I realized my dilemma – I would have to see Aragorn NAKED!
I groaned in his baritone voice.**
I wanted my body back so badly. Since that wouldn't be an option, and I had no other choice – I swallowed hard and closed my eyes.
Carefully, I removed Aragorn's clothes and waded into the water.
Surprisingly, it wasn't any different than any other time I had bathed, except hairier.
As quickly as I could, I washed and dried, eyes still closed.
I only opened them after I had finished changing into my own tunic and leggings. I went back to the camp.
"Did you have a good wash?" I heard my voice, mockingly, behind me.
I glared at him. "Don't start with me, Estel." Suddenly, I thought of the perfect revenge on him. "Can you imagine what would happen if Arwen saw us like this? She might kiss me, thinking I was you."
My eyes narrowed at me. "That's not funny, Legolas. *IF* she did, we would tell her first."
"What if she still wanted to kiss you?"
He shrugged. "I suppose she would have to picture my face on you."
I smiled and started to walk away. "Good, because she does that anyway."
I was tackled from behind by "myself".
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
** -- I took a guess. If you think Aragorn is more of a tenor or bass, let me know.
FRODO'S POV NEXT! Thanks, Deranged Lil' Hobbit!
Review Responses --
shadow: Thanks. I appreciate that. :)
Trishette: Nah, I hardly ever write pointless drivel. It's not my style.
Michelle: No, not in a slashy way. I promised.
Samwise the Brave: Thank you.
Deranged Lil' Hobbit: I can see Pip doing that too. There's just something about him. And Frodo will definately be next!
penpunk: Was this chapter to your liking? :)
Astronema: Legorn and Aragolas wrestlemania! There will be a little more of it in the next chapter.
szhismine: No kidding it's confusing. It's supposed to be. I'm trying not to make it *too* confusing though. Is there anything I can do to make it less confusing?
sparkly-purple-babe: This has also been a 'do not drink while writing' story. :)
........: OK! OK! But it was TOUGH!
Anything else I can do for ya? I still need inspiration!