Disclaimer: These characters are not mine, i didnt make them up, although i don't think Tolkien ever intended for them to act like this.
This story is dedicated to all those people who have ever thought that Legolas' pack comtained more than provisions! It was inspired by something my dad said while watching 'Return of the King'. I was explaining about how Galadriel was the Queen of Lothlorien and he broke in saying "I thought Legolas was the queen". hehe. I had to write a story after that!
"Heeeeeeeeyyyy Leggy," Aragorn sidled up to Legolas, grinning and sucking up. Legolas sighed.
"What do you want Aragorn?" Aragorn frowned.
"How do you know I want anything? Maybe I just want to talk to you." he simpered. Legolas looked at him, a look that only his frighteningly blue contacts(or, of course, Frodo's eyes) could have. Aragron squirmed. "Welllll...erm, I was wondering...?" Legolas looked at him again.
"Yeeeeesss? You were wondering...?"
"....If I could borrow some shampoo!" Aragorn bust out. He looked ashamed, his wild, dirty, unkempt hair covering his eyes. Legolas raised a strangely dark eyebrow. Well, dark for his platinum hair that is. He smirked.
"You want to borrow some shampoo?" he snickered. Aragorn nodded embarassedly, dirt-encrusted hair flying. "Well, how do you know I have any shampoo?" Legolas asked annoyingly.
"'Cuz your hair is always perfect!" Aragorn said.
"How do you know that I use shampoo? How do you know it's not my natural goodness just shining out?(A.N. my dad uses that line!)" The blonde elf was batting his eyelashes now, loving the attention he was getting from Aragorn. He loved attention of any kind, and he was really good at getting it.
"Just give it to me." Aragorn growled. He grabbed at Legolas' pack and just missed. Legolas jumped up, annoyed now that Aragorn tried to steal his beloved hair care products.
"You want some shampoo?" he cried. "Fetch!" reaching into his pack, he pulled out a small bottle and threw it into the woods.Aragorn leaped up and ran to get it, dying to have perfect hair so that Arwen would love him more, rather than making goo-goo eyes at the hobbits. Damn them and their curly hair and cute little voices. As he left, Legolas giggled. "Heehee! Wait 'til he finds out that that bottle is empty!" And ran off to go wash his hair before Aragorn came back.
As you can see, i added a little bit of Cassie Claire's Very Secret Diaries. With the hobbit-fancying bit that is. I know this is short, it's supposed to be. I have another Lord of the Rings story all planned out, but I've lost the book I wrote it down in. Grrrrr. Anyway, for those people that are getting ready to flame me about how Legolas is NOT gay, I never said he was did I? He is just very concerned about his hair. And loves attention. So put away those matches and tell me waht you think!