A/n: Wow! Thank you all for your support! I am lucky to have such great readers.

Anywho, this is Leggy before the Quest.

7:00 a.m.: Wake up. One of the servants said that father wants to see me ASAP. What? I haven't gotten the chance to groom yet! He KNOWS I can't leave my room without grooming!

9:30 a.m.: Done grooming. Whew!

9:40 a.m.: Well THAT was fun. Not. Daddy said that I have to go to Rivendell, all because Elrond, that stuck-up git, wants to hold a meeting. I was so annoyed and distracted that I didn't hear what it was about. Meh, probably just one of his tiara conventions.

10:00 a.m.: On the road. I'm trying to convince myself that it'll be "fun", but it's useless. I REALLY don't want to go. Feh, Dad's probably trying to get rid of me so he can have some privacy with mother.

10:02 a.m.: Wait, who IS my mother, anyway?

11:00 a.m.: Have battled 5 giant spiders in the past hour, and greatly enjoying it. I SERIOUSLY need to get out more.

Either that, or find a girlfriend. But the last time I tried that, the Mirkwood palace was ransacked by screaming women. Heh.

11:12 a.m.: What's with these clothes hanging from the trees in the middle of nowhere? They look awfully feminine...

11:15 a.m.: OH CRAP! Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap! THIS is what happens when you don't leave the palace for 500 years!

I forgot that these are the Paths of the Fangirls!

11:17 a.m.: Can this horse go any faster?

11:18 a.m.: Please?

11:20: Argh! Their screams and squeals are literally deafening! Stop stop stop!

1:45 p.m.: In Rivendell. Finally. I think the only girl for miles is Arwen. But with these people's hair, it's really hard to tell. Besides, she's into that mortal. I don't know what she sees in him. I mean, how can anybody resist this hair, this bod, this aim, this pure immortal and elfy aura?

I think the fangirls have gone to my head.

3:00 p.m.: At council. Apparently not a tiara convention. Have hidden mine in the bushes.

3:01 p.m.: What? I came all this way just to talk about a ring that a midget brought over here? Never knew Elrond was so into accessories besides tiaras.

3:03 p.m.: Why do we have to destroy it? It's quite a nice ring actually; plain gold goes with everything.

3:04 p.m.: What possessed me to stand up for Aragorn?

3:05 p.m.: Have asked elf to my right about this ring. Thought I heard him mutter "Mirkwood is doomed with him as prince," but a fly was buzzing in my ear.

3:05 and 30 seconds: Have asked elf to my left. Apparently this ring is evil. That explains a lot. Thoughts of Elrond's fetishism have fled.

Well, most anyway.

3:07 p.m.: Have joined The Fellowship of the Ring. Ha! That'll teach Daddy to send me on these ridiculous trips!

3:15 p.m.: I hired a messenger to give father the memo that I've joined. Was a little worried at his reaction, but realized that I'd be gone before I get his response. Yahoo!

5:20 p.m.: Was so excited about doing something without Daddy's permission that I got all ready (even did my hair in an extra special way!) but found out that we aren't leaving for a while. Aragorn wants to croon over his mother's grave (among other things, like a certain elf princess...)

Aragorn should count himself lucky...I don't even know who my mother IS!