A/N: Yeah… I don't even like this story that much… All of my friends are on vacation or working [cause they cant get real jobs during the rest of the year] so I just lounge around at home and nothing interesting ever happens… so I really don't have anything to write about…

This chapter's not all that bad… I guess…

Glorfindel's Revenge: Chapter… whatever number we're on.

The next day, Sake was sitting alone at a table, minding her own business as she ate breakfast. She looked up from her bowl of cereal after hearing the scraping of a chair being pulled out and the thud of someone sitting in it. What she saw was Aragorn sitting in front of her with two guards on either side of him.

"Sake… I find you… methods… of keeping my wife safe to be... questionable," Aragorn began and paused, expecting and interjection from Sake, but she sat, still eating her cereal. Aragorn continued with his little speech and Sake only half listened, "I just don't see why…"

Meanwhile… Legolas was having his own fun. He had Arwen tied to a tree out in a courtyard with an apple on her head. He had his bow out, aiming for her head.

"Remind me why I'm doing this and not Cecil?" Arwen didn't quite trust the elf.

"Because… Cecil wants to have a go too!" Legolas told her, taking another shot and perfectly splitting the apple. He tossed another one in her direction and the apple landed perfectly on her head.

This time, Cecil took aim. He released the string and the arrow hit the apple, grazing Arwen's head just enough too tear of a nice amount of hair, "Hm… I guess I'm a little off!."

"You did that on purpose!" Arwen struggled against the ropes holding her to the tree, "When I get my hands on you--"

"Look who's here!" Legolas had his back to Arwen and he ran to the other blond elf who was coming down a set of stairs.

Cecil ran up next to Legolas. He bowed and held out his bow for the elf to take, "Lord Glorfindel, would you like to join us? I'd gladly give up my bow if it gave you an opportunity to show us your master archery…"

Glorfindel took the bow from Cecil. Cecil handed him the quiver and then ran to put another apple on Arwen head. As he placed it there, Legolas called to him, "Cecil! You idiot! What are you doing?"

"I was jus--"

"You're insulting Lord Glorfindel!" Legolas ran over to Cecil, grabbing a few cherries from a tree as he went, "Tut, tut, tut… an apple is WAY too east!"

"You're right Legolas, what was I thinking?" Arwen's eyes widened and she started to protest, but Cecil stuffed an apple into her mouth as Legolas balanced a cherry on her head.

"Remember… move too much and he accidentally might miss…" Legolas winked at her.

Glorfindel stepped up and took aim. Arwen was in near tears. She never thought she'd regret hitting him over the head with a shovel and hiding his body in a pile of hay and horse manure before stealing his horse in order to obtain the glory that would be granted to the one who brought the ring bearer into Rivendell. Yes… that was quite a long sentence, but before we continue I'd like to add it's partially Aragorn's fault just cause… yeah… he smells. I don't know.

So… yeah… Now Arwen's petrified because she knows Glorfindel's pissed off about that little incident.

[Commentator's voice] Glorfindel steps up to the plate. Glorfindel takes aim. He's shoots… it's going… going… IT'S GOOD! GLORFINDEL HIT'S THE CHERRY! AND THE CROWD GOES WILD! [in other words, Legolas and Cecil clap]

Well… Arwen not only passed out from the shock and anxiety of the incident put she's also got cherry juice on her head, poor girl… Seeing as it's no fun not witnessing the look of shock and horror on her face when an arrow is flying straight for her, the elves stopped their archery practice and untied her.

Back with Sake and Aragorn, Aragorn had finished his little speech and was making sure Sake comprehended.

"So you want me to stop allowing those Glorfindel fans to torture her?"

"Well… yeah…" Aragorn looked up, quite uneasy, waiting for Sake's reply.

"Ok."

"What?"

"OK."

"Y-you mean…" Aragorn didn't see that coming.

"Fans don't get to torture Arwen anymore."

"You're… still.. Going to help her… right?"

"Of course, signed a contract, didn't I?"

"Well yeah…"

"Am I released form that?"

"Well no…"

"Then I have to… don't I?"

"Well yeah…"

"Then I'll do it," Sake stood up to leave, "Is that all?"

"Y-yes…"

"Alright then," She pushed her empty bowl towards Aragorn, "Clean that up for me, will ya?"

Aragorn nodded and stared after her as she left, thinking to himself, Ah… what have I done now?

To be continued… bahahahaaa.

Ok… I'll try to keep updating, but I sure need some inspiration and ideas… This isn't working.