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"Milady, wake up, it is time for your morning meal."
"Maanmm…shut up…" I rolled over and covered my head with the comforter.
"Laura, awake. Legolas requests your presence."
"Grrrrr…"
"Laura!"
"SHUDDUP, LUTHIEN!" I grabbed a pillow and swung it in the direction of the voice.
"Umph!" It connected with someone's face, obviously Luthien's. "Ow!" I sat up rubbed my eyes, scowling at her.
"That's what you get for waking me up," I grumbled. She glared back, rubbing her nose.
"Then I shall never come to wake you again as long as you are here," she taunted. I grinned angelically at her.
"But I'm cute when I'm asleep." She rolled her eyes, then started to lightly push my shoulder.
"Up, up, up, up! Legolas requests that you dine with him."
"I'm up, I'm up!" I grumbled as I swung my feet out of bed. I gasped as they touched the floor; it was cold. Luthien snorted, and I glared at her again.
"Now, go get dressed and go downstairs to eat." I cocked an eyebrow.
"I have to get dressed to eat? Can't I just wear my pajamas?"
Luthien looked scandalized. "Of course you cannot! That is improper! Then, after breakfast, you must change into your day clothes. Then, you eat lunch, and afterwards get ready for dinner by changing into your dinner dress. And then you must change to go to bed."
I gave her a disgusted look. "That's retarded."
"I assume that means 'silly'. Perhaps it is to a silly human like yourself, but it is the way of the elves, and it always has been. So get yourself off of your lazy rear and get ready." With that she turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. I rolled my eyes and heaved off of the most comfortable bed ever; stretched; groaned. I walked over to the wardrobe, pulled out a bathrobe made of gray-blue silk, slipped on some shoes, and walked out the door.
I reached the dining hall (after a while, since I had no idea where the hell it was) and walked up to the end of the table, where Legolas was sitting with his back to me.
"Good morning, sunshine!" I crowed. Legolas turned around, smiled somewhat tiredly, then looked back in front of him. Two seconds later he pulled a double-take and shouted, "What in the name of the Valar are you wearing!?"
"My PJ's," I said, stating the obvious.
"You are practically naked! Go put some clothes on!"
"Listen, Legolas, I was naked yesterday, and that didn't stop you from looking at me. So, I shall sit down and eat with you, whether you like it or not." I crossed my arms over my chest, and glared at him. He rolled his eyes.
"Stubborn little child."
"I'm not a child!" I exclaimed, my eyes clenched. The elf laughed and gestured towards the seat next to him. "Sit down, you foolish human."
"Stubborn elf."
"Moronic fool."
"Womanly old fart."
"I am not old!"
"Yes, you are! You're what, like, 3,000 years older than me! That qualifies as old." I sat down and laid my napkin across my lap. Hey, I might be "half-naked", but that doesn't mean I'm a complete heathen.
We sat and talked for a long while about our adventures during the War of the Ring, about what had been happening since then in Middle Earth, and how Lauren, Crystyna and I had faired when we got back to Earth. We talked about the battle before Minas Tirith, and how he had felled the oliphaunt. He enjoyed rubbing in the fact that he had killed nearly a hundred orcs and men, while I had only killed maybe four or five. I stuck my nose in the air and pointed out that he had been worried about me when we were outside the Black Gate, and the orcs attacked. Then he shut up. I smirked triumphantly laughed.
I heard footsteps behind us and turned around to see the twins coming in. They both smiled, then their smiles turned to frowns when they saw I was still wearing my robe. I rolled my eyes and gave them an exasperated sigh.
"Just sit down and don't say a word about what I am wearing," I said, putting a forkful of food into my mouth. They both chuckled and sat down across from me, and we all continued our conversation. It was fun to be back with the people that I enjoyed being around more than anyone else.
Later that night, after I had changed into my "day clothes", then into my "dinner dress", and I had had dinner, I walked outside for a breath of fresh air. I walked into the courtyards and up a small set of stairs. Soon I was on top of the wall surrounding Legolas' home. I looked up at the stars and smiled at the deep blue sky. It had always been so pretty.
Just as I was about to go back inside, a small movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention. I turned and saw a male elf standing at the corner of the battlements, or whatever that part of the wall is called. I quietly walked up behind him. I reached out to tap him on the shoulder, but before I could, he whirled around, grabbed my wrist, and had a knife pulled.
"Sweet freaking Jesus!" I gasped.
"Laura!" Legolas growled angrily. "Why did you sneak up on me?" I didn't say anything, but I just looked at him. I knew what he had been doing up there.
"Why do you long for the sea when your people are right here around you?" I said, surprising myself with the elf-ness of my voice. He closed his eyes and looked out towards the woods again without responding. "You can't leave now. I've just gotten here," I said, trying to be a bit humorous. He looked at me and smiled.
"I'm sorry. It is just the way of the elves, I suppose. Do not worry. I won't be leaving any time soon." He put his hand on my shoulder and gestured with his head back towards the castle. "Come along. They will be wondering what we are doing." I smacked him on the shoulder.
"Dirty elf!" I said, admonishing him. He shrugged and grinned.
"It is what most elves will think," he muttered. I gazed at him, astonished.
"Well, screw the idea of elves being pure," I murmured.
"Are you saying elves are not what they are told to be?"
"Duh."
"We are better than what we are told to be!"
"And you're a lot more egotistical than I would have thought."
"I resent that!"
"Good for you. Too bad its true. Wow, how was that for assonance?"
"I am not egotistical. Elves are just superior to humans. And what is assonance?"
"Elves are stuck-up snobs. And assonance is repetition of vowel sounds."
"I am not stuck-up, nor am I a snob. And I have never heard of assonance."
"I'm not even going to bother arguing with you. And the reason you have never heard of assonance is because humans invented the word. Elves are too busy doing elfy- stuff, like playing with bows and arrows, while humans are out doing smart stuff, like writing poetry and the like."
"Hmph. Indeed."
"Yeah. Indeed." He sighed as one who sighs at an annoying toddler.
"Why don't you go to bed, and you can annoy me further tomorrow?" I glared at him.
"Fine. BE that way." I tossed my braid and walked away snootily.
"Good night, princess," he said mockingly.
"Sweet dreams, airhead."
The next day started out much like the first. I was woken up by Luthien, I hit her with a pillow, I got up, and went downstairs in my pajamas. Only this time Luthien saw me, and she nearly bit off my head. But I still managed to go to breakfast and still wear my jim-jams. Hey, I was pretty excited. Not every girl in Ithilien gets to wear him PJs to breakfast.
Later that afternoon, when I had clothed myself in my "day clothes", which included some riding pants and a shirt (which Luthien also objected to, saying that they were "men's clothes"), I went outside to take a ride with the twins. They were mounted on white horses which were shorter than Duke, so that my head was about level with theirs, for once in my life.
We rode through the woods, talking about the last part of the quest; how we three girls had been kidnapped, and how the elves had saved us, then how I had blamed Elladan for getting Duke hurt.
"Yeah, sorry about that whole thing where I smacked you, Elladan," I muttered, blushing red. The twins laughed.
"It is all right. You were young and upset," Elladan said kindly.
"And a tad PMSy," I added under my breath.
"PMS?" Elrohir asked, curious.
"Nevermind. Say, when are we going to see Aragorn and his family?"
"We were speaking with Legolas about that this morning. He wishes to leave the day after tomorrow. We will reach Minas Tirith within two weeks, if the weather holds out, and we are not attacked."
"What do you mean?"
"There are still a few bands of orcs abroad in Middle Earth," Elrohir answered. I brushed my bangs out of my eyes nervously.
"Fantastic. Can't wait to leave," I said dryly.
They smiled kindly at me. "Don't worry. You will be escorted by us."
"Oh, and Legolas," Elladan added. I snickered.
"And some other elves," Elrohir noted. I rolled my eyes.
"So I will have a whole caravan, eh?"
"Indeed."
Huh. So I was traveling for two weeks with a whole group of really good-looking male elves to a place that I couldn't wait to re-visit.
This wouldn't be so bad.
Heh heh.
spreads arms out wide TADA!!!
Yeah, it was forever ago since I updated. Over a month. But guess what?
I'M WATCHING "RETURN OF THE KING" RIGHT NOW AS I SPEAK—er, TYPE!!!
And Legolas just killed the oliphaunt. pumps fist in the air Yeah buddy!!
I'm sorry this chapter sucked so much. :( I just couldn't put off updating any longer, but I had no ideas. But now I have some, so all is well!
Right. So now you will go review and be good people. Cheers, my darlings!
Luv n hugs,
!Laura!