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to read. Those of you who didn't want to read it: Arda will freeze over
before I see you alive. **evil grin** Alright everyone. How are you? Good I
suppose. I'm doing well as well, though I suffer from mortal ailment, so I
have time on my hands to update.
Disclaimer and Copyrights: You read them! If you didn't, you must be stupid not to start at the start. Anyway, I own me, my friends own themselves, and the rest is Tolkien's.
Hehehe. Thank you! Love you all!
Chapter Two: What a girl wants. what a girl needs. what Aragorn breaks.
Legolas backed into the wall. Arwen had cornered him and she was slowly pushing him down the hall with her gaze. The she-elf had no idea that Aragorn's Elvish companion was in his body. Legolas made a break for the bathroom, determined to wash the thought away from himself and the dirt away from this smelly body. How did Rangers live like this?!
Meanwhile. Aragorn stared at the sleeping 'Elf' and grinned wickedly. Suddenly, a loud boom erupted and a song began playing from a box. The Queen sat up, knocking herself out on the immortal's head. Aragorn fell limp over the bed, not uncontious as well. Christina Agular's (I cant spell that crappy musician's name) What a Girl Wants, What a Girl Needs began to end. The Queen's sister entered the room. To her horror, the young Elf prince (Aragorn in Legolas' body. Duh) lied near the Queen. She ran out the door screaming, "Mom! There's a stranger in sissy's room!"
The Queen sat up with a start. She looked down to see her favorite of the fellowship lying over her. "What a nice daydream." Aragorn moaned, rubbing his head quickly. "What did you do, Legolas?!" He looked at the woman in the bed, completely confused and realized he was Legolas at the moment. "Uh. I mean, how are you, m'lady?" The Queen frowned. "Charming, Legolas. What are you doing out of the doodle?! My mom will kill me!" Aragorn looked hurt. "I came to say hi, My Queen." The Queen frowned. "I have a name you know! Its-" The words were cut off my a loud boom of her door slamming. Her sister and mother stood in the doorway. "What are you doing in here?!" Her mother looked at the intruder, a pot in her hand.
The Queen's eyes widened. "Don't hurt him, mommy!" She gripped onto the Elf, and they were magically transported to Middle-Earth, leaving behind a confused mother and sister.
Meanwhile. Legolas was in the bathroom. He grinned, glad he escaped Arwen. There was a preference to keep her purity intact for a while. He had slid into the tub, now washing the dirt from his face. "What a dirty ranger. how in the world does an Elf love Aragorn?!" At the sound, Arwen opened the door slightly, slipping into the room. "Hi Aragorn." She grinned. Legolas sighed. Caught again. He frowned. "Leave me alone, Arwen!" The Elf maiden lowered her eyes and nodded, sobbing lightly as she left.
Meanwhile (yes. meanwhile again.). Aragorn smiled. He looked down at the girl, in her 'space cadet' pajamas. "You look just like an Elf. Certainly would fool everyone with the Elvish attire." The Queen frowned. "I'll show you fooling." Aragorn laughed. He suddenly realized he was laughing Legolas' giggly infectious laugh and stopped. "I'd like to see you try." The Queen smacked him in the nose and walked off a while. Aragorn frowned. "Darn this weak Elvish nose." He walked off after her. "My Queen, why are you running off into the wild?!" The Queen whipped her head around. "I'm not out there to draw orcs or other beasts, am I?!" Aragorn shrugged, wrinkling the Elvish tunic. (geez. Everything is Elvish)
Meanwhile. yet again. Legolas had walked out to the dining room of Rivendell. He looked over at Gimli, sitting with a plate in front of him. Then there were the hobbits, four in a row eating everything in sight. Gimli grunted. "What took you so long, Aragorn?! Arwen is looking for you." A brief grin spread across the dwarf's lips. Legolas frowned. "Not her again." Gimli raised a brow and all the hobbits stopped eating to stare at the ranger.
After a long long long long long pause, the hobbits stood and wrapped their arms around Legolas. They smiled. "Tell us a story, Strider!" Legolas thought a moment, only knowing stories that an Elf would tell. Maybe attention isn't all that good. Uhh. How about the pony story. "Well, hobbits, once there was a magical pony. A little hobbit rode the pony around all day and they were all happy. The end." The hobbits scurried off, disappointed. Legolas grinned evilly.
Meanwhile once more. Aragorn had tried everything to win over the 'she- elf'. His advances just one the fragile Elvish body a few bruises and a broken wrist. He lied on the ground, frowning. "Stupid body. heal. heal. heal." The Queen raised a brow as she sat in a tree, watching the strange acting Elf. "You're acting like Aragorn. That's why I don't like him as much." Aragorn tried to slap himself in the head, but instead made his wrist feel worse. The words echoes in his head from that morning. What a Girl Wants. What a Girl needs. The final words came to him then. What Aragorn broke.
Disclaimer and Copyrights: You read them! If you didn't, you must be stupid not to start at the start. Anyway, I own me, my friends own themselves, and the rest is Tolkien's.
Hehehe. Thank you! Love you all!
Chapter Two: What a girl wants. what a girl needs. what Aragorn breaks.
Legolas backed into the wall. Arwen had cornered him and she was slowly pushing him down the hall with her gaze. The she-elf had no idea that Aragorn's Elvish companion was in his body. Legolas made a break for the bathroom, determined to wash the thought away from himself and the dirt away from this smelly body. How did Rangers live like this?!
Meanwhile. Aragorn stared at the sleeping 'Elf' and grinned wickedly. Suddenly, a loud boom erupted and a song began playing from a box. The Queen sat up, knocking herself out on the immortal's head. Aragorn fell limp over the bed, not uncontious as well. Christina Agular's (I cant spell that crappy musician's name) What a Girl Wants, What a Girl Needs began to end. The Queen's sister entered the room. To her horror, the young Elf prince (Aragorn in Legolas' body. Duh) lied near the Queen. She ran out the door screaming, "Mom! There's a stranger in sissy's room!"
The Queen sat up with a start. She looked down to see her favorite of the fellowship lying over her. "What a nice daydream." Aragorn moaned, rubbing his head quickly. "What did you do, Legolas?!" He looked at the woman in the bed, completely confused and realized he was Legolas at the moment. "Uh. I mean, how are you, m'lady?" The Queen frowned. "Charming, Legolas. What are you doing out of the doodle?! My mom will kill me!" Aragorn looked hurt. "I came to say hi, My Queen." The Queen frowned. "I have a name you know! Its-" The words were cut off my a loud boom of her door slamming. Her sister and mother stood in the doorway. "What are you doing in here?!" Her mother looked at the intruder, a pot in her hand.
The Queen's eyes widened. "Don't hurt him, mommy!" She gripped onto the Elf, and they were magically transported to Middle-Earth, leaving behind a confused mother and sister.
Meanwhile. Legolas was in the bathroom. He grinned, glad he escaped Arwen. There was a preference to keep her purity intact for a while. He had slid into the tub, now washing the dirt from his face. "What a dirty ranger. how in the world does an Elf love Aragorn?!" At the sound, Arwen opened the door slightly, slipping into the room. "Hi Aragorn." She grinned. Legolas sighed. Caught again. He frowned. "Leave me alone, Arwen!" The Elf maiden lowered her eyes and nodded, sobbing lightly as she left.
Meanwhile (yes. meanwhile again.). Aragorn smiled. He looked down at the girl, in her 'space cadet' pajamas. "You look just like an Elf. Certainly would fool everyone with the Elvish attire." The Queen frowned. "I'll show you fooling." Aragorn laughed. He suddenly realized he was laughing Legolas' giggly infectious laugh and stopped. "I'd like to see you try." The Queen smacked him in the nose and walked off a while. Aragorn frowned. "Darn this weak Elvish nose." He walked off after her. "My Queen, why are you running off into the wild?!" The Queen whipped her head around. "I'm not out there to draw orcs or other beasts, am I?!" Aragorn shrugged, wrinkling the Elvish tunic. (geez. Everything is Elvish)
Meanwhile. yet again. Legolas had walked out to the dining room of Rivendell. He looked over at Gimli, sitting with a plate in front of him. Then there were the hobbits, four in a row eating everything in sight. Gimli grunted. "What took you so long, Aragorn?! Arwen is looking for you." A brief grin spread across the dwarf's lips. Legolas frowned. "Not her again." Gimli raised a brow and all the hobbits stopped eating to stare at the ranger.
After a long long long long long pause, the hobbits stood and wrapped their arms around Legolas. They smiled. "Tell us a story, Strider!" Legolas thought a moment, only knowing stories that an Elf would tell. Maybe attention isn't all that good. Uhh. How about the pony story. "Well, hobbits, once there was a magical pony. A little hobbit rode the pony around all day and they were all happy. The end." The hobbits scurried off, disappointed. Legolas grinned evilly.
Meanwhile once more. Aragorn had tried everything to win over the 'she- elf'. His advances just one the fragile Elvish body a few bruises and a broken wrist. He lied on the ground, frowning. "Stupid body. heal. heal. heal." The Queen raised a brow as she sat in a tree, watching the strange acting Elf. "You're acting like Aragorn. That's why I don't like him as much." Aragorn tried to slap himself in the head, but instead made his wrist feel worse. The words echoes in his head from that morning. What a Girl Wants. What a Girl needs. The final words came to him then. What Aragorn broke.
