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Chapter 3

1 Year Later

Aragorn and Arwen were enjoying the anniversary feast that was held in the Great Hall. Most of the guests had left, and the rest were on their way out. Aragorn had his video camera (of course) and was taping the celebration. He had "interviewed" every guest before they left to get their opinion on how the party was. Everyone was trying to avoid him as they headed towards the door.

"Hey! You!" Aragorn called to a couple who were trying to escape. "I didn't tape you yet!"

The couple groaned and turned towards Aragorn with fake smiles on their faces. "Hi, Aragorn," the man said.

"Okay, I want your opinions on the party," Aragorn said, pointing the camera right in their faces.

"Well, it was enjoyable," the woman said.

"The food was great," the man said, nodding. "And the music was wonderful. Great dance music."

"And did you think that we were good hosts?" Aragorn asked suspiciously.

"Of course!" they said. "You are wonderful hosts."

"And we wish you both well with whatever the future may hold," the man said.

"And good luck with your child," the woman said. "He or she will be lucky to have you as parents."

Aragorn smiled. "Thanks for coming!" he exclaimed. "Bye!"

The couple hurriedly ran to the door and quickly left.

Aragorn walked over to Arwen, who was saying goodbye to the final guests. "Well, did you enjoy this evening?" he asked, giving her a kiss.

"Yes, I did, your highness," she said, smiling. Aragorn pointed the camera at the servants who were cleaning up.

"And this is the royal staff, who are having a wonderful time cleaning up this mess," he said. The servants all rolled their eyes at him and groaned.

"Aragorn, I'm going to bed," Arwen said. "I'm really tired."

"Goodnight," Aragorn said, giving her another kiss. "I'll see you in the morning."

Arwen waddled to the bedroom. Aragorn took his beloved camera and went to the living room. He plopped down on the couch and turned on the big screen TV, which was a gift sent from King Thranduil for the anniversary. The cable guys had come and hooked it up that morning.

Aragorn turned on the TV and began flipping through the channels. On one channel was a documentary on Isildur and the 1st defeat of Sauron.

"Boring!" Aragorn exclaimed. He turned to the next channel and saw that 'Monster Castle' was on.

"Awesome! I love this show!" he said, pointing the camera to the TV. "'Monster Castle' is the best show ever. But Arwen disagrees. She says that 'I Love the Third Age' is the best because they talk about me & how I helped defeat Sauron. I mean, I don't disagree that I helped save the world, and I'm glad they put me on a TV show or two, but I go for the manliest man shows on. Like 'Elf Women Gone Wild', or 'Extreme Carriage Racing'. But 'Monster Castle' is my favorite. It's about these people who completely transform a castle, and they give it a theme, and-"

"ARAGORN! SHUT UP!" Arwen yelled from the bedroom, which was right next door to the living room. "IF IT WASN'T SO HARD FOR ME TO GET UP, I'D RUN RIGHT IN THERE AND THROW YOU OUT THE WINDOW! SO STOP BABBLING TO YOUR VIDEO CAMERA AND LET ME GET SOME SLEEP!"

Aragorn turned off the TV and went into the bedroom. "But honey, I was only describing my favorite shows, and-"

"I don't care what you were doing, but just shut up and let me sleep!" Arwen exclaimed. "Carrying around your heavy child all day makes me pretty tired, and I don't need sleep deprivation!"

"Arwen, my love, I wasn't trying to-" Aragorn began.

"Shut up, I said!" she yelled. After rolling over, she fell back asleep.

'What have I done now?' Aragorn thought. He shrugged, turned off the camera, put on his pjs, and crawled into bed.

The next morning, Aragorn woke up and went to a meeting. He went into the living room to see the rerun of 'Extreme Horse Racing' that he had missed the night before. Arwen was sitting on the couch with the footrest up watching 'Design on a Gold Coin', a decorating show about how to decorate a room for 1000 gold coins or less.

"Arwen, I'm sorry about last-" he began.

"Don't start with me," Arwen said, looking up at Aragorn.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Aragorn asked, sitting on the couch next to her.

"You should know," Arwen snapped. She turned back to the TV. The designers were decorating a nursery.

Aragorn opened his mouth to speak, but Arwen silenced him. "Aragorn, I am not in the mood to negotiate with you now," she said.

"Arwen, please," Aragorn pleaded. "I just wanted to apologize."

Arwen looked at him. "Aragorn, why didn't you just say so?" she asked sweetly, and gave him a kiss.

Aragorn was puzzled. She had just told him to shut up and now she forgave him.

'What is going on?' Aragorn thought. He pushed the thought out of his mind and smiled at Arwen. "I'm glad you're not upset anymore," he said. Arwen scooted closer to him and rested her head on his chest.

"Of course I'm not upset," she said. "Why would I be?"

"Well, a moment ago you said that you didn't want to talk to me," Aragorn explained.

"I did that?" she asked. "Estel, I'm sorry. It's just the mood swings."

"I've heard about those," Aragorn said. "Any strange cravings to go with them?"

"Actually, I could really go for some lobster," Arwen said. "And a baked potato, with butter and sour cream. And some strawberry ice cream with chocolate chips and marshmallows." She looked up at Aragorn. "You would get that for me, wouldn't you sweetie?"

"Of course I would," Aragorn said, faking a smile.

"Aww, thanks," said Arwen, kissing him.

Aragorn got up from the couch. "I'll be back in a jiffy!" he said, walking out of the room.'Great, I've gotta catch some lobster, cook a potato, and get ice cream,' he thought. 'I need some help.'

Just then, he saw Faramir walk by. "Faramir! Oh Faramir!" he called.

"Yeah?" Faramir asked.

"I need your help with something," Aragorn began.