AN/ hey people, this thing has been brewing in my head for a while and I
apologise if it's like anything you've read. Oh yea, before I forget, all
the relationships between people don't really exist. I.e., Arwen and
Aragorn are not in love and Galadriel is not Arwen's grandmother, only best
friend. I mixed the ages up a bit.
Disclaimer: I own the FOTR extended DVD, Legolas action figure, TTT soundtrack a couple of LOTR books, numerous magazine pictures of Legolas and LOTR but much to my dismay I do not own any of Tolkien's stuff, wish I did though, wouldn't you love to own an elf? Sorry to anyone who has written a story like this, I have read them, and I love them, but I did, not, repeat, did not copy them.
Anyway, enough with that, on with the story. (Please bear with me; I'm still working on my other fic at the moment too,)
The misadventures of little elves, little Humans and little Legolas.
Chapter 1
This story begins when Haldir, Elrohir, Elladan and Galadriel are six, Legolas and Arwen are five (and do not get along) Aragorn, Eomer and Boromir are four and Eoywn, Faramir and a few other people are three. Imagine a summer in Rivendell with eleven little kids running around making a nuisance of themselves, tree houses, shoelaces, faking sick and food fights.
Legolas Greenleaf was bored, very bored. He had been sitting on a pony all day now. The young prince usually would have rather been playing with his friends or climbing trees but his parents were needed in Rivendell for some council thing and the fed up little elf had to come too. 'At least Haldir will be there.' He thought to himself. Legolas slipped his feet out of his pony's stirrups and swung then to and fro. The elf groaned and kept swinging his legs. "Mama, are we there yet?" he asked his mother, the Queen of Mirkwood. She smiled. "No little Greenleaf, not yet, but nearly." She said, slowing her horse and riding beside her son who was now picking at the stitching on his sleeve.
The company, which consisted of the King and Queen of Mirkwood, Thranduil and Beyanil, the two princes of Mirkwood, Aethianl, their heir to the throne, and Legolas who was about 500 years younger than his brother, he was 5, rode on for the rest of the day until they came to the massive gates of Rivendell. They had barely passed through when the little prince leaped off his horse, leaving the tiny white pony plodding on with no rider, and rushed up the steps of Elrond's house.
Haldir of Lorien was also bored, his two older sisters were trying to make read books about elvish history but the little elf wasn't interested. 'I wonder when Legolas and the others will get here.' He thought to himself. Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan and Aragorn were already in Rivendell seeing as how they live there and Galadriel had arrived with Haldir but the elf thought the twins were probably getting in trouble, Aragorn was smelly and the girls were, how should I put it, girly and didn't particularly want to play with them. There was suddenly a whole lot of shouting coming from outside. Haldir hurried over to the window and peered outside. There standing in the middle of the lawn was Legolas, his arms over his head, Galadriel and Arwen twittering and Aragorn running around yelling, "Leg-ass is here! Leg-ass is here!" Haldir giggled and left his sisters to pour over books and went out to join Legolas.
The prince of Mirkwood stood in the middle of the lawn, his arms over his blonde head, his eyes closed. "Stop yelling!" the little elf screamed, earning disapproving glances from passers by. Galadriel and Arwen stood back shocked and Aragorn ran away giggling and squealing.
Haldir ran over to his friend. "I'm so glad you're here," remarked Haldir. "It's so boring without you," He added. Legolas grinned and looked around. "Where is Elladan and Elrohir?" he asked. Haldir shrugged. "Probably stealing food from the kitchens or putting buckets of water over doors." He said. Legolas grinned and laughed. "Is anyone else here yet?" he asked. Haldir shook his head. "I think it's just you, me, Galadriel, the twins, Arwen and silly pants over there." He said. Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Silly pants?" he asked. "Aragorn," replied Haldir. "Boromir, Faramir, Eomer and Eoywn are supposed to be arriving later today. Elrond said at about lunch time, that is if their journey's fine." The little elf added as he and Legolas wandered around the gardens.
"I'm bored," said Legolas. Haldir nodded. "Same," "what do yo want to do?" "I dunno, what do you want to do?" Legolas scowled. "I asked you first." He said. "I'm bored." This continued on almost all afternoon, the two best friends wandering around Rivendell, bored.
TBC
Stay tuned to find out what happens when Gondor and Rohan join Mirkwood, Lorien and Rivendell. More boredom, laughs, tears, temper tantrums, bed wetting and shoelaces.
AN/ hey people, sorry, that chapter absolutely sucked!! Too short too, I promise that the next one will be longer. I have plenty of ideas for the middle bit of this fic, just not the beginning or the end. Please review and tell me what u think! Oh yea, you could also do me a favour and read my other fan fic if u haven't already. It called the visitors.
Even if u don't read that one please review this one, if you hate it, love it, think its boring, needs more action, please tell me, Flames welcome.
Love Lamoo
Disclaimer: I own the FOTR extended DVD, Legolas action figure, TTT soundtrack a couple of LOTR books, numerous magazine pictures of Legolas and LOTR but much to my dismay I do not own any of Tolkien's stuff, wish I did though, wouldn't you love to own an elf? Sorry to anyone who has written a story like this, I have read them, and I love them, but I did, not, repeat, did not copy them.
Anyway, enough with that, on with the story. (Please bear with me; I'm still working on my other fic at the moment too,)
The misadventures of little elves, little Humans and little Legolas.
Chapter 1
This story begins when Haldir, Elrohir, Elladan and Galadriel are six, Legolas and Arwen are five (and do not get along) Aragorn, Eomer and Boromir are four and Eoywn, Faramir and a few other people are three. Imagine a summer in Rivendell with eleven little kids running around making a nuisance of themselves, tree houses, shoelaces, faking sick and food fights.
Legolas Greenleaf was bored, very bored. He had been sitting on a pony all day now. The young prince usually would have rather been playing with his friends or climbing trees but his parents were needed in Rivendell for some council thing and the fed up little elf had to come too. 'At least Haldir will be there.' He thought to himself. Legolas slipped his feet out of his pony's stirrups and swung then to and fro. The elf groaned and kept swinging his legs. "Mama, are we there yet?" he asked his mother, the Queen of Mirkwood. She smiled. "No little Greenleaf, not yet, but nearly." She said, slowing her horse and riding beside her son who was now picking at the stitching on his sleeve.
The company, which consisted of the King and Queen of Mirkwood, Thranduil and Beyanil, the two princes of Mirkwood, Aethianl, their heir to the throne, and Legolas who was about 500 years younger than his brother, he was 5, rode on for the rest of the day until they came to the massive gates of Rivendell. They had barely passed through when the little prince leaped off his horse, leaving the tiny white pony plodding on with no rider, and rushed up the steps of Elrond's house.
Haldir of Lorien was also bored, his two older sisters were trying to make read books about elvish history but the little elf wasn't interested. 'I wonder when Legolas and the others will get here.' He thought to himself. Arwen, Elrohir, Elladan and Aragorn were already in Rivendell seeing as how they live there and Galadriel had arrived with Haldir but the elf thought the twins were probably getting in trouble, Aragorn was smelly and the girls were, how should I put it, girly and didn't particularly want to play with them. There was suddenly a whole lot of shouting coming from outside. Haldir hurried over to the window and peered outside. There standing in the middle of the lawn was Legolas, his arms over his head, Galadriel and Arwen twittering and Aragorn running around yelling, "Leg-ass is here! Leg-ass is here!" Haldir giggled and left his sisters to pour over books and went out to join Legolas.
The prince of Mirkwood stood in the middle of the lawn, his arms over his blonde head, his eyes closed. "Stop yelling!" the little elf screamed, earning disapproving glances from passers by. Galadriel and Arwen stood back shocked and Aragorn ran away giggling and squealing.
Haldir ran over to his friend. "I'm so glad you're here," remarked Haldir. "It's so boring without you," He added. Legolas grinned and looked around. "Where is Elladan and Elrohir?" he asked. Haldir shrugged. "Probably stealing food from the kitchens or putting buckets of water over doors." He said. Legolas grinned and laughed. "Is anyone else here yet?" he asked. Haldir shook his head. "I think it's just you, me, Galadriel, the twins, Arwen and silly pants over there." He said. Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Silly pants?" he asked. "Aragorn," replied Haldir. "Boromir, Faramir, Eomer and Eoywn are supposed to be arriving later today. Elrond said at about lunch time, that is if their journey's fine." The little elf added as he and Legolas wandered around the gardens.
"I'm bored," said Legolas. Haldir nodded. "Same," "what do yo want to do?" "I dunno, what do you want to do?" Legolas scowled. "I asked you first." He said. "I'm bored." This continued on almost all afternoon, the two best friends wandering around Rivendell, bored.
TBC
Stay tuned to find out what happens when Gondor and Rohan join Mirkwood, Lorien and Rivendell. More boredom, laughs, tears, temper tantrums, bed wetting and shoelaces.
AN/ hey people, sorry, that chapter absolutely sucked!! Too short too, I promise that the next one will be longer. I have plenty of ideas for the middle bit of this fic, just not the beginning or the end. Please review and tell me what u think! Oh yea, you could also do me a favour and read my other fan fic if u haven't already. It called the visitors.
Even if u don't read that one please review this one, if you hate it, love it, think its boring, needs more action, please tell me, Flames welcome.
Love Lamoo