Title: Unsupervised
Author: Anáwiel
Rating: U
Disclaimer: Oh How I WISH it was mine (well one elf in particular anyway), unfortunately all I own is a copy of the books and the DVD's and a few posters, that's it, anything recognisable is not mine and never will be (but I can still dream can't I ?)
A/N Beore i continue i would like to thank my first ever reviewersDreamWeaverEveninMist andKarri for taking the time to make me feel good and thank you to Karri for the note about my punctuation. i was beggining to think no one was reading this and i would just like to tell you that this story is finished and will be updated daliy (don't wory it's only ten chapters and they're not that long, Promice)
Chapter 6
Not long after reading the spell weariness overtook the brothers and they made their way to their own rooms, Elladan being the only considerate one in that particular group, in that situation, covered Legolas with a throw from one of the chairs before he left, almost tripping over the sleeping prince on his way out the door but all Legolas did was curl up under the throw and pull it a little more firmly around himself. Elladan merely left the library and proceeded to his room, one hand permanently attached to the wall on his left, until he found his door. He hesitantly let go of the wall and made his way to his bed where he fully intended to sit, take his boots off and get changed for bed but where he flopped rather gracelessly onto the bed and promptly fell asleep. His brothers had fared no better in their respective rooms, only Estel had managed to get one of his boots off before he fell asleep. All four were oblivious to what they had done during the night.
In the morning Legolas became the first to be aware of what had happened. He awoke slowly and immediately wished he hadn't, light assaulted his eyes and made his dull headache pound behind them. He moaned and rolled over intending to go back to sleep but the hard floor beneath him was too uncomfortable and his headache would not leave him alone until he got up and took something for it, so he rolled over onto his back and sat up slowly with his eyes closed. His hair, which had come loose as he slept, fell into his eyes as he sat up. As he moved to tuck it behind his ears and out of his eyes he discovered two things at once. The first was that his delicate braids beside his ears abruptly ended just beyond his ears and the second was that those aforementioned ears no longer ended in the beautiful points they had the night before, now they rounded off just like…
"ARAGORN!"