Chapter 23: Mackenzie-Ian-Norberto-Immanuel Arthur-Terry-Uriel-Ray-Eliseo Nazgul
"Hullo Mini!" said a very cheerful Merry.
"Hi." Mini said softly.
"Your name cant really be Mini Nazgul, is it?"
"No, it's not. My real name is Mackenzie Ian Norberto Immanuel Nazgul... But my innitals are M. I. N. I. Nazgul... So everyone calls me Mini Nazgul, or even Miniature because my middle names are Arthur Terry Uriel Ray Eliseo." Mini Nazgul said.
"Oh, so your REAL name is Mackenzie Ian Norberto Immanuel?"
"Yes, plus my middle name is Arthur Terry Uriel Ray Eliseo, and my last is Nazgul, just like the other Nazguls. We no longer go by the last name we owned when we where men..."
"But Mackenzie-Ian-Norberto-Immanuel Arthur-Terry-Uriel-Ray-Eliseo Nazgul, you are as small as a hobbit! You could not once have been a king of men, or where you?"
"No, actually I was not... I was a little boy and some old guy who looked crazy told me to take his ring because he sensed great evil... And now I look like this!" Mini tugged at his black robes.
"Do I have to call you Mackenzie-Ian-Norberto-Imman-
"No, don't... Just call me, whatever, Mac or Mini will do just fine."
"Okay Mac." Merry smiled.
And thus, Merry and Mackenzie-Ian-Norberto-Immanuel Arthur-Terry-Uriel-Ray-Eliseo Nazgul became the best of friends!
"Fin, you are so screwed." Erestor prodded Glorfindel's leg gently.
"Don't touch!" Glorfindel snapped.
"Calm yourself, Fin. I can't lift you."
"And why not? Just because you cant use one of your hands does not mean that you cannot lift me."
"I can drag you, but you'll get hurt more, and it's a while to the nurse's office."
"Just get me there, however, okay Erestor?"
"Alright Fin." Erestor used one hand to grab onto Glorfindel's ankle that was not broken, and dragged him down to nurse Ulmo's office. Yes Ulmo is a nurse do not question the Valar!
"It's broken." Ulmo shook his head.
"Well, I knew that, Simon told me to break it." Glorfindel said.
"You are such a blonde." Some random kid waiting to be healed by Ulmo shouted from the waiting room.
"Shut up or I will give you a detention! I can do that, right Erestor cant I?"
"Just stay quiet and let Ulmo fix your leg... Lord Ulmo, I mean." Erestor said quickly.
"I cannot fix this, it would take to long. If I fixed this would three or more children would not get their wounds healed, and I cannot neglect children. Erestor, you have to bring him to the Lorien nursing home, it's the closest nearby. It's usually where mental come to live, but they also have the best healers for broken legs."
"Be dragged all the way to Lorien by one-handed Erestor? Never!" Glorfindel spat.
"I have two hands, you know." Erestor snorted.
"Then why can you only move one?" Glorfindel laughed.
"You know I got hurt, you where there. If you had done a better job protecting me maybe I would not have lost control of this hand." Erestor looked at the hand that he could not use.
"Well then I suppose I can call a cab to take you and Erestor to the Lorien Nursing Home..." Ulmo took his phone and dialled the cab.
"What the- is this? No!" Ulmo gasped as he heard the answer on the phone.
"Ulmo? I have not heard your voice since I burned myself in science class and almost burnt my legs off!" The voice on the other end laughed.
"Cield I swear if they had not taken away my belt because I accidentally hit some hobbit with it in the face, you would have been hit so fast I swear..."
"Ah ah ah Ulmo, the Valar don't swear! Now, what do you want, I am quite busy with my family and I do have a cab to drive and money to make..."
"I need you to come pick up lord Glorfindel and take him to the Lorien Nursing Home. Erestor will be coming with him, and if you are lucky I wont be able to find a belt by the time you get here." Ulmo hung up the phone.
"You really don't like that prince boy do you?" Glorfindel grinned.
"No, not really..."
"I like him." Erestor shrugged.
"You like his sister, idiot." Glorfindel laughed.
"That's not true!"
"You two act like school children." Ulmo shook his head in disbelief.
"Alright, I came as fast as I could with two sobbing children sitting in the back seat of my car... Were is the Balgy slayer and 'Resty?" Cield barged into Ulmo's room.
"Just like you not to knock. No wonder you where expelled." Ulmo said.
"Enough about the past, O holy Vala. Come on Glorfindel, let's get you to the mental home - uh, I mean, the Lorien hospital..." Cield lifted Glorfindel by under his arms and with Erestor's good hand he lifted Glorfindel's leg.
"Don't worry Fin, we are in the cab now, things are looking better for you." Erestor gently rubbed his friend's back.
Cield sat in the driver's seat and slammed the door.
"Don't mind my kids, they are in the seats behind you... Should not cause too much trouble, I gave them some socks to play with, it keeps them amused for hours."
"New people!" Erestor heard some childish voice cry with joy. A sock hit Erestor in the back of his head.
"Cield... uh... Socks are flying and hitting us..." Erestor said quietly. Cield turned his head around to see what his elflings where up to, and everyone went silent when they heard a loud ripping noise.
"My hair!" Cield screamed. Cield looked at the door and a good amount of his hair, which he had shut the door on, was there in the door.
"I'm not bald, am I?" Cield felt the top of his head, worried for his beautiful long hair that was past his waist
"No, but there is a small patch with no hair." Glorfindel giggled as Cield moaned and banged his head on the steering wheel.
To be continued...
Rainbow Fish: I know you are odd, and I doubt you have spell check, but don't worry, deep down we are all a little 'odd'... Like Celeborn, we will see him next chapter in the Lorien Nursing Home, but you cant blame him, when you are married to a creepy old elf who can read your mind every single moment...
Manwathiel: Blame Simon (based on the one from American Idol, of course)... And we all thought that the only bad thing Simon did was criticism, but NO! He also breaks elven legs for free...
God-Girl2004: I did not mean to sound rude. Sorry. You got me into a strange religious moment. I have a bible by the way, I lost it, but It's here at home somewhere, it was purple and old, I like it. I have a pretty cross too. I believe in god, yes. God is my best friend. Is that sounding rude? I am not that religious but I do know religion and such...
M. Jade Skywalker: Figwit (standing for Frodo Is Grea- Who Is That?!)... I love Figwit since he's so cute! A lot of people think I'm crazy. I have a teacher who looks just like Figwit, with the hair and everything.
Haldir's heart and Soul: Like the random kid said, he is such a blonde. It's a very popular saying at my school...
Bberry06: I once had green whiteout, for correcting mistakes on checks... Well, it was my mom's but I used it. It was not very green.
Mesozoic Flower: Arwen tends to be a little thief when she sees shiny things, and Thranduil loves shiny stuff, so obviously with such common interests someone was bound to steal something shiny...
Mistopurr: Billy Bob would love to help out our buddy Calaen... And you know, Cield thinks he could become good friends with old Cal, since, after all, Cield and Calaen both have names starting with 'C', they both have the tendency to be evil, they both are sons of Thranduil, they both have -sometimes nerdy- older brothers, they both are second born, they both have something against Legolas 50 of the time or more, they both have lost their mother and they both have a son - well, Cield has a daughter as well but lets ignore that... Billy Bob is also Cield and Arwen's therapist; he works with only the best (Thranduil included)...
Here comes the hockey puck: I talked to my friend who just finished in guides. She says that you where far too old for brownies, but there was other levels you could have been in... But I don't know where you are so it may be different there. It will be a good play, don't worry, with Gimli as snow-white, everything will be PERFECT...
Surf all day and do the hula: I don't have elastics, or at least, not yet...
Starlit jewel: What do you mean by fazing out?