Disclaimer- We don't own it. Haldir: I'm so hot you could fry an egg on me. SG: We've really got to do something about that ego of yours. Legolas: I'm so much hotter than Haldir. It says so right on my website. SG: Are you elves born with swelled heads ?
A/N- Thanks to our reviewers. And just to answer one particular reviewers comment we do like our characters. I'm extremely partial to Sam. Its just good to put them through the paces every once in awhile.
I Have No Idea What To Call This One
Sam reluctantly broke the kiss she was having with Haldir to come face to face with Misha. A very not happy Misha. In fact she looked quite irritated. "What's happened now," Sam thought to herself but decided not to voice it out loud.
"Did you hear me," Misha snapped. "I said you're breaking rule number one. What do you have to say for yourselves ?"
"That tourist season is almost over and we need to figure out what to do with the rest of our year. I personally don't want to get another job. I'm open to suggestions."
"Don't change the subject, Sam."
"I wasn't. You asked what I had to say for myself and that was it."
Sam and Haldir managed to squeeze past Misha into the apartment. Seeing that Misha's face had not changed its expression Sam decided in her head to take whatever Misha had to vent. That's what friends were for after all. And it wasn't exactly fair that Sam was breaking the one rule of the house while Misha was showing a perfect time keeping her tongue to herself and not down Legolas' throat.
"Before they came here you followed the few rules that we had here. What's changed ?"
"Maybe I followed the rules before because we didn't have any," Sam replied with a sigh before finding herself a nice, comfy spot of the couch that was made for long periods of sitting. Sam knew that she would be there quite awhile.
After an hour of Misha acting like a mother hen she finally had tired herself out. All previous frustrations completely drained from her. Misha walked up the stairs to the bedroom and closed the door. Sam looked at Haldir with arched eyebrows ",She just needs to sleep with Legolas again. Sober this time. So she can remember everything."
As if on cue, Misha's door flew open with a bang and Legolas was shoved out clutching Misha's bedspread around his waist. Sam and Haldir just stared at him with eyebrows almost arched to their hairlines as Misha slammed the door closed and locked it.
"Or, maybe not," Haldir smirked.
That night everyone slept in their own beds. But they were in for quite a surprise when they awoke the next morning. Living on the coast of the Carolinas provides many of its residents with interesting weather variations. One of those being hurricanes. There's even a season for it. Hurricane season usually begins when tourist season ends. As luck would have it tourist season was drawing to a close very quickly. Hurricane season was right around the corner and the Valor, being the helpful Gods they are, decided to help it along a bit.
The elves were the first ones to wake to the god-awful sounds of thunder so loud it was deafening. The girls were the next ones up with the second clap of unnatural thunder. Followed by the hobbits and the dwarf. Much to everyone's surprise it was raining harder than any could ever remember. Misha quickly flipped on the television to the weather channel. Everyone in the room heard the same thing. A hurricane had suddenly formed without warning off of the coast and was making its way toward Myrtle Beach. All tourists had been advised to leave the area immediately and the residents had been ordered to board up their shops. Misha looked at Sam.
"I'll get my rain coat," Sam grumbled, disappearing into her room.
A/N 2- I had no idea what to call this one. Sorry. The hurricane thing just came to me since TICS and I have been dealing with some pretty crazy and dangerous weather lately. And now (lousy drum roll) its TICS turn.
A/N- Thanks to our reviewers. And just to answer one particular reviewers comment we do like our characters. I'm extremely partial to Sam. Its just good to put them through the paces every once in awhile.
I Have No Idea What To Call This One
Sam reluctantly broke the kiss she was having with Haldir to come face to face with Misha. A very not happy Misha. In fact she looked quite irritated. "What's happened now," Sam thought to herself but decided not to voice it out loud.
"Did you hear me," Misha snapped. "I said you're breaking rule number one. What do you have to say for yourselves ?"
"That tourist season is almost over and we need to figure out what to do with the rest of our year. I personally don't want to get another job. I'm open to suggestions."
"Don't change the subject, Sam."
"I wasn't. You asked what I had to say for myself and that was it."
Sam and Haldir managed to squeeze past Misha into the apartment. Seeing that Misha's face had not changed its expression Sam decided in her head to take whatever Misha had to vent. That's what friends were for after all. And it wasn't exactly fair that Sam was breaking the one rule of the house while Misha was showing a perfect time keeping her tongue to herself and not down Legolas' throat.
"Before they came here you followed the few rules that we had here. What's changed ?"
"Maybe I followed the rules before because we didn't have any," Sam replied with a sigh before finding herself a nice, comfy spot of the couch that was made for long periods of sitting. Sam knew that she would be there quite awhile.
After an hour of Misha acting like a mother hen she finally had tired herself out. All previous frustrations completely drained from her. Misha walked up the stairs to the bedroom and closed the door. Sam looked at Haldir with arched eyebrows ",She just needs to sleep with Legolas again. Sober this time. So she can remember everything."
As if on cue, Misha's door flew open with a bang and Legolas was shoved out clutching Misha's bedspread around his waist. Sam and Haldir just stared at him with eyebrows almost arched to their hairlines as Misha slammed the door closed and locked it.
"Or, maybe not," Haldir smirked.
That night everyone slept in their own beds. But they were in for quite a surprise when they awoke the next morning. Living on the coast of the Carolinas provides many of its residents with interesting weather variations. One of those being hurricanes. There's even a season for it. Hurricane season usually begins when tourist season ends. As luck would have it tourist season was drawing to a close very quickly. Hurricane season was right around the corner and the Valor, being the helpful Gods they are, decided to help it along a bit.
The elves were the first ones to wake to the god-awful sounds of thunder so loud it was deafening. The girls were the next ones up with the second clap of unnatural thunder. Followed by the hobbits and the dwarf. Much to everyone's surprise it was raining harder than any could ever remember. Misha quickly flipped on the television to the weather channel. Everyone in the room heard the same thing. A hurricane had suddenly formed without warning off of the coast and was making its way toward Myrtle Beach. All tourists had been advised to leave the area immediately and the residents had been ordered to board up their shops. Misha looked at Sam.
"I'll get my rain coat," Sam grumbled, disappearing into her room.
A/N 2- I had no idea what to call this one. Sorry. The hurricane thing just came to me since TICS and I have been dealing with some pretty crazy and dangerous weather lately. And now (lousy drum roll) its TICS turn.