Title: Crap… so we're in M.E, now what?!
Chapter 4:
Disclaimer: What happens if I say I own LOTR? I really would like to no if I'd actually get sued or something…
A/N: LOOKY!2 chapters in 2 days! Wooow-wy!!!Ok, people are against the uba Mary-Sue-ness, so I'll just let it lie. Unless I cant contain myself, then maybe. Cos it REALLY is funny. Well it is in my head anyways…
NEW CHAPTER! ENJOI!
P.S. ::gets down on knees with tears of joy streaming down face:: I cant believe people actually find my story funny! OH I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!
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"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"Are we there yet?"
"YES!"
"Really?"
"NO!!!"
Quinn huffed at Haldir's back. She paused for a few moments, letting the man –ELF! Think that she was sick of that game, before:
"Haldir?"
Exasperated. "Yes?"
"I have a question."
"And what might that be?"
"Are we there yet?"
The elf ground his teeth in frustration and started cursing in elfish.
"Don't muter obscenities at me mister!" Quinn barked. Haldir blinked in surprise.
"How'd she know?" Elest wondered out loud.
"I'd no that tone of voice anywhere!" Quinn boasted.
Ruth smacked the back of her head. "Shut up ya Gothic hippy."
Quinn gasped. "That was uncalled for." She sniffed. Ruth just rolled her eyes.
"Aw, suck on it."
The four elves and two girls had been walking since about six in the morning, and neither Quinn nor Ruth was happy with this little factor. Quinn was NOT a morning person. Lets just leave it at that. While Ruth was a morning person, waking up in the middle of the forest and having to face Quinn first thing in the morning will have an effect on people, one she did not think to kindly of.
Anyways, where were we? Are yes. Quinn was bored. Not something you should think lightly of. Because when Quinn was bored, Quinn became 34 per centmore destructive and usually when Quinn was bored, so was Ruth and when both girls were bored… use your imagination.
Quinn's thoughts: 'Oh god. I am just SO bored. Well look at Ruthy, she looks bored to, why is she staring at Bailenal's arse like that?'
Quinn nudged Ruth. "Why are you checking him out?"
"Who?" Ruth asked innocently.
"Him." Quinn hissed nodding at the Bailenal.
Ruth smirked and grabbed Quinn. "Come hear for a sec." Ruth angled Quinn's face so she could see what Ruth was seeing. Quinn stared dum struck.
"Damn." She whispered.
They both shared a knowing look.
"Sooooo," Quinn started, trying to think of the best way of phrasing her next question. "How are the rest of our new friends looking?"
"Well, I'd give Bailenal hear a 6 out of 10. Elest is around a 7.5, Camlel is, oh I'd say and 8. But Haldir? Damn! He's gotta be a 9.3 hands down."
Quinn grinned stupidly for a few minutes.
Camlel was walking next to Elest. Elest appeared to be strutting.
"Why are you walking like that?"
"Like what?" Elest asked all to innocently.
"Your strutting for them, aren't you?!" Camlel demanded.
Elest just shrugged. "Well, if there going to look, why not make it enjoyable for them?"
Camlel sighed and shook his head.
Hour's passed and not much happened on the way. But then, after climbing a rather steep hill for quite a while, when they made it to the top the two girls stopped and gasped at the sight before them.
"Wow." Ruth murmured threw her awe at the elfish city below them.
"Look ma'ah! It's Disney land!" Quinn whispered so Ruth could hear. Ruth snorted and slapped Quinn.
"Quiet. You're ruining the moment."
"That's what I do mon cheri." Quinn said with a laugh.
The two followed the elves down into the city. It took another two and a half hours to trek down the freaking hill and into the city. But Ruth was just grateful they were going down hill again. Quinn on the other hand was debating with Haldir as too why the elf should carry her. Bailenal even started backing her up until Haldir pointed out that if Bailenal thought it was such a good idea then perhaps he should carry her down. That, of course, ended the discussion.
When they made it into the city, even Quinn was at a loss for a smart arse remark. The trees were just filled with beautifully crafted houses that wove in and out of the trees from top too the very bottom on the ground.
"Merde de houx." Quinn murmured in French. Ruth elbowed her.
"Ow, what was that for?!"
"Stop cursing in French."
"How'd you know?" Quinn asked in wonder.
"I know that tone of voice." Ruth smirked.
They all reached the bottom of one of the highest trees that seemed to be in the middle of the city. Quinn looked up, craning her neck and seeing the tree must have been about 100 stories high. She looked back at the elves, and then at the stares in front of her.
Sigh. "I hate you." She muttered at the stares.
Several thousand stares, 14water brakes and 8 stumbles later, they reached the platform at the top of the stares.
"Finally!" Ruth gasped.
Haldir gave Quinn an incredibly annoying superior smirk as he past, none of the elves in the least bit fatigued.
"Elfe suffisant de cul de poncy stupide." Quinn growled under her breath at him.
Ruth smacked her arm. "Behave."
"You don't even know what I said!" Quinn protested.
"I don't need to." She retorted.
Camlel stepped in between the two. "Both of you hush down and behave. You are about to meet the Lady and Lord of Lothlorian."
"Galadriel and Celaborn?" Quinn breathed in 'wonder'.
Camlel nodded gravely. Quinn mocked his nod in return, and when he left them, she continued nodding at Ruth.
"Behave your self little sapling." Quinn wheezed in a craptacular imitation of Treebeared. Ruth suppressed a smirk and straitened her skirt in preparation to meet the royal elves.
Both girls were stood at the base of a grand set of stares and the elves that escorted them stood to attention behind them. A blindingly beautiful white light pored down the stares. Quinn held her breath in amazement as two towering elegant figures dressed in long white robes could be seen emerging down the stares.
As Quinn stood gob smacked and frozen in place, Ruth stood impassively and marvelled at the grand entrance with detached fascination.
As the two figures reached the bottom few steps and stoped the light dimmed down to reveal the elves.
On sight of Galadriel and Celaborn, Quinn froze. And I mean froze. Her heart and mind seemed to stop for a couple of seconds and in fear of turning blue she took a breath, but that did not help the situation.
She grabbed Ruth's wrist in a painful grip. Ruth looked to her friend and saw her with the 'dear-court-in-headlights' stunned expression all over her face.
"What's up with you?" Ruth hissed at her. Quinn didn't respond, she just kept staring wide eyed at the two elves before her, before she managed to squeak out:
"Aunty Glenda and uncle Carl?"
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OM MY GOD!!! What could that possibly mean? What the hell is going on? How come Quinn curses in French? Do I have a pet tarantula?! All these questions and more can be answered in the next instalment, as long as I get plenty of REVIEWS!!!
Ok, ::calms down, cackles,:: Look! My first descent cliffy. Ok, I know it was very short, so that's why you're getting two chapters, one today and one… later on. Trust me, it'll be soon!
Now go! REVIEW! Please? ::Sniffs.::
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Merde de houx - holly shit.
Elfe suffisant de cul de poncy stupide - Stupid poncy smug arse elf.