Title: Crap… so we're in M.E, now what?!

Chapter 2:

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'Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you'll get.'

That is the one thought going threw Quinn's head as she turns around, following the brilliant little butterflies and came face to face with 4 stern looking blond ELVES! All with bows drawn and at the ready.

"Meep."

Ruth turned to look at what had stoped her friend from frolicking and froze in mid step.

"Oh we are so screwed."

"Nonsense." Quinn quipped, looking at Ruth, "We were looking for the elves, and now we've found them."

"Or more accurately, they've found us."

"Technical detail."

The elves looked as though they were getting impatient. "You have entered the realm of Lothlorian. And you are not welcome. What business do you have hear?"

Both girls turned to the elf. "Dose he look familia to you?" Ruth hissed at Quinn.

"Nope." Quinn flashed a cheesy grin. "Are you going to shoot us?"

"That remains to be seen and depends on you answer." The same elf said. Quinn noticed that all the elves were dressed in soft greys, that matched the trees perfectly, but the one who spoke had a more intricate design on his clothes under the traditional Lothlorian cloak. 'Maybe he's that Haldir dude. I always liked him. Pity he died. He was kinda hot too!' Quinn thought distractedly.

Ruth was still frozen from the shock of it all. Quinn sighed. She'd have to do the talking. Quinn hatted having to do the talking.

"Well, we are lost… travellers, and we were actually searching for you guys."

The one on the first elves left, who appeared to be younger then the others looked surprised.

"Why were you calling to us before?" Quinn raised an eyebrow.

"Cos we wanted help. Duh. I thought elves were smart?" Bailenal blushed. Quinn grinned. Ruth smacked her upside her head.

"Ow!"

"Be polite ya Goth Wally!"

Quinn ground her teeth at the nickname. "I am NOT a Goth! Much less a Goth Wally. If anything, you may call me waffle. And ONLY waffle. Nothing else." (Don't ask, the story is long and tiresome, just no that Quinn is nicknamed, 'Goth Wally' AND 'Waffle'. Not even she understands why…)

All four elves were shore that the two young humans were either specking another language or simply spouting gibberish.

"They speak strangely don't they Camlel?" Elest said to His companion in elfish.

Elest nodded. "Maybe we should just shoot them." He replied only half joking.

Bailenal snorted. "Galadriel would not be pleased."

Haldir looked scornfully upon the other three elves as they shared a grin. "I do not think this is the time to be making jokes."

Elest sobered for a moment. "Haldir, seriously, lighten up. We are only joking."

"Yeah," added Bailenal "Its not like we'd really shoot them in the head. Just in the foot or something."

"Quiet elfling!" Camlel snapped in a funny voice that sounded like he was trying not to laugh in front of the human girls.

As the elves continued to speak of trivial things, the two girls stood, still afraid, then nervus, then just down right annoyed.

"I think they've forgotten us." Quinn muttered quietly.

Ruth was still alert to the elves who were still bantering. "No, their probably deciding whether they are going to kill us or not."

Quinn leaned in squinting at the elves listening hard.

"They're probably trying to think of the best way to kill us. The least messy. Maybe something involving acorns." Ruth was getting worked up again and continued to babble.

"No Elest, we are NOT tying them to a tree and pretending we never sore them." Haldir snapped.

"Fine, well then can I at least blind fold them?"

Camlel sighed. "They are nothing but clumsy humans. If we blind fold them they will simply hinder us longer and trip over their feet every second moment."

"How about we knock them out then?" Bailenal asked.

"Shut up the three of you! We have orders." Haldir growled finally losing all patients.

"What are they saying?" Ruth breathed to Quinn. The first elf sounded really menacing when he shut the other three up.

Quinn, still squinting, took one last glance between the elves before turning to Ruth.

"Well, from what I can decipher, they are either trading tips on how to cook frogs legs or all the different ways to vacuome a fir tree."

Ruth sighed with inpatients. "Your are useless. And we are gonna die. And it's all your fault!!!"

Quinn pouted. "I don't see you making an effort. Ok, seriously, I think the first one is Haldir, and the one on his left is named Bailenal. They mentioned Galadriel once or twice, so I think they're gonna take us to her, or are gonna kill us cause she said so."

The elves stopped talking abruptly and Haldir approached them. "You are to come with us. We shall take you to Galadriel. I am Haldir, this is Bailenal, Elest and Camlel. Follow us."

And so with little else one their busy schedules the two girls followed the elf party further into the woods. Eventually they came along a path and followed that. The elves continued to talk to each other in elfish while the two girls tried to work out what the fuck they were on about.

"Ok, Bailenal just said 'Ada', and that means father, so their talking about the latest football match that he went to see with his dad." Quinn stated.

Ruth just laughed and continued laughing until the elf in question turned to her.

"What is it that amuses you so?" He asked in his serine elfish like manner.

"Nothing" the girls both said far to quickly for Bailenal's liking.

"Hay, you know what?" Quinn asked Bailenal.

"What"

"You didn't ask us what our names were. I thought elves were polite?"

Belainal grimaced. This girl was annoying. She was trying to embarrass him again. 'Damned humans.'

"You are Quinn and your friend is Ruth. Happy?"

Quinn looked unhappy at his response. "Fine." She muttered before stomping off to go walk with Haldir. He was a stiff, but that made teasing him all the more fun. Bailenal was left with Ruth.

"Where do you hale from my Lady?" Bailenal asked suddenly. Her appearance still confused him.

"Pupa New Guinea. It's a small island off the Northern coast of Australia."

Bailenal looked back with a blank expression.

"Err… never mind. I'm from an island ok?"

Bailenal just nodded and decided it was best to let it lie.

Mean while, Quinn was walking next to Haldir.

"So," she began, trying to think of a conversation topic. "You're the March Warden. What's that like?"

Haldir glanced down at the strange girl. He really didn't want to have to actually talk to this annoying girl. "I am a March warden, yes. I am in fact the captain of the March wardens."

"Ooo, a captain. So, that makes you what? The best of the best?"

He raised an eyebrow. "I suppose."

Silence rained.

Quinn sighed. "You really aren't helping the conversation, you no?"

Haldir raised an eyebrow, again. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, if you gave me more then two word answers this walk wouldn't take nearly as long as it feels!" Quinn snapped.

Haldir scowled at the stupid human. Why should he bother making an effort for her? "What is it you wish of me to say?" He asked calmly. Quinn new that calm voice. It's the voice her mother used when she wanted Quinn to do something without an argument.

"I don't know, anything! What you do for a living, what kind of place we're going to, what you had for breakfast, hell, even how the wether is!" Quinn cried out in frustration.

Haldir examined the girl. "What dose it matter if I speak or not?"

Quinn sighed. "There's no use talking to you, you're boring." And with that she fell back to bug Ruth and Bailenal.

Haldir was shocked. He was boring? Never had anyone said anything like this before. He decided he did not like Quinn very much.

That night they camped in the forest. It would take another day to reach the city (A/N: What's the city called where Galadriel lives? QUICK! SOMEBODY!) and the two girls were trying to find something to do during the evening, as there was nothing left to do.

They sat, laying around the camp sight. Quinn sighed, in total, TOTAL boredom. She glanced over at Ruth and decided the other girl was far to content.

'Must…. Resist…. Annoying. GAH! I have a need, a need to POKE something…. Ruth will kill me, but then again, Haldir is in range. OH MY GOD!!! I've always wondered if elves were ticklish. Oh I am SO evil. Mwahahahaha!!!'

Quinn slyly glanced from side to side. No one was watching. She took a quick glance over at Haldir. He was jabbing at the fire with a long stick.

Haldir reached over and nudged a log so as to make shore the log would burn properly. He was only half concentrating on what he was doing. The two girls were quite strange. But Galadriel had warned him of this, so he tried to think little of it. Ruth dressed in what most would call unacceptable garments, but after all his many centuries on this earth, Haldir had seen many strange fashions from other races.

But the one Quinn, was quite the little darkling. As they had walked she had made random comments referring to dark magic and an evil patron of hers, one called Satan. Both girls laughed at this, but it was strange to laugh at evil like that. She dressed like a man, and Haldir, for some reason admired that. Not many women would dare to do such a thing in the human race. It was quite common in Lothlorian to find female wardens, so Haldir was accustomed to such things, but it was still strange for she was no elf.

Haldir was so deep in thought he did not notice when the current thing on his mind reached out and quite forcefully poked him in the side. He jerked to the side and glared at the offending human.

When he jumped like that Quinn burst in to gleeful laughter. Ruth realised what she'd done and fell off he log laughing.

"Why did you do that?" Haldir demanded threw gritted teeth.

Neither of the girls answered for quite some time, as they were still cackling mercilessly on the ground.

"I… can't believe… you did that!" Ruth gasped trying her damned hardest to calm down. Quinn was more successful and sat up to look at Haldir, but at the look on his face she was down again laughing.

"It wasn't that funny."

"Oh yes it was! Your face was priceless! I had no idea elves were ticklish until now!" Quinn sighed and sat up.

"Well you learn something new everyday." Ruth said and got up brushing the leaves off her skirt before sitting back down.

Haldir scowled and stared moodily into the fire.

"Aw, your not mad at me are you?" Quinn asked coyly.

Haldir shot her a death glare that could have frozen the bionic bunny in its tracks.

It had no effect on Quinn.

Quinn slid over so she was right next to Haldir and butted him lightly with her shoulder in a feline gesture.

"Come on Haldir, it was only a little fun. We do it to each other all the time."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" The March warden huffed in a rather graceful manner only elves could pull off.

"Well don't feel so special, oh I have plans for the other three, oh yes, plans indeed." Quinn cackled rubbing her hands together in a manacle kind of way. "After all, in the name of science we must carry out my little experiment more then once."

Haldir rased an eyebrow. "Experiment?"

Ruth rolled her eyes. "Hear we go."

"Whether or not the elvan race of Lothlorian are ticklish." Quinn announced in an extravagant way.

Ruth smacked her forehead.

Just then Bailenal walked back into the clearing. "Watch this." Quinn whispered at Haldir behind her hand.

Quinn sprung up and sauntered over to Bailenal. Bailenal looked at her then they started to talk for a moment or two, suddenly Quinn gasped and pointed behind Bailenal, the elf turned to look, and when his guard was down, Quinn poked him in the side. The elf made a wired gurgle noise and grabbed Quinn's finger.

"What was that for?!"

Quinn smirked, "Science."

Bailenal scowled. "She did it to me too." Haldir called still gracefully huffing.

Bailenal smirked. "Really." Quinn didn't like that smirk. It was the smirk she herself used whenever she was about to do something her counter part would not like.

Bailenal used elfish grace, speed and agility to turn Quinn around, grab her around the waist with one hand and use the other to start tickling her mercilessly. Ruth laughed at the sight of the two. Quinn was gasping for breath and had slumped in Bailenal's grip. The elf let her drop then followed her to the ground continuing his assault.

"Stop, STOP!!" Quinn was yelling out between helpless laughing fits. She was very, very ticklish.

"Oh no, I don't think so my lady." Bailenal laughed out. Ruth was laughing her arse off and even the stoic Haldir was chuckling at the two's antics. Somehow Quinn wormed her way out from under Bailenal and dived on top of him trying to get to his waist to tickle him back. Just then Elest and Camlel wondered back into the clearing and froze on sight of Bailenal and Quinn.

Quinn was straddled Bailenal who had one hand on her thigh and the other grappling around her shoulder, trying to get a grip to pull her off. It looked like he was trying to grab her boob.

Bailenal and Quinn froze. "Crap." Bailenal muttered. Ruth fell off her log again, and Haldir's throaty laugh could be heard threw out the clearing.

"What is going on hear?" Elest demanded. Quinn grinned at them.

"We're having an orgy, want to join in?" Quinn asked innocently. Ruth sat up shrieking.

"Quinn!"

"Sorry, couldn't resist."

All the elves looking baffled.

"They don't even no what it means!" Quinn crowed and fell off Bailenal laughing. The now bright red elf quickly stood up and headed for the fire. Haldir was still snickering in a very elegant fashion, while Ruth was cackling on the ground.

"Oh shut up the two of you." He grumbled.

Ok, and I'll end it hear. Right, I am REALLY not happy with this chapter. So, sorry that it was so lame, it was jus a filler you see. Now seriously, I was thinking of doing the all out Mary-Sue romances, but one of my reviewers said look out and be careful to not, but I have a really funny idea for both the girls. So should I? Or not? A stupid corny romance near the end would be amusing on my part. What do you think?