Title: The Fellowship Underneath My Christmas Tree
Author: Becky Greenleaf
Summary: All she wanted for Christmas was an Elf. Just to wake up one morning and find Legolas underneath her Christmas tree, that was her dream. Well, one morning she woke up and there he was. But the slight problem was that it wasn't only him underneath that Christmas tree.....
Rating: PG
Genre: Humour/ Humour
Author's Note: Yep, you lucky kids get two chapters in one update. YAY!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Lord of the Rings, I MAKE NO MONEY off this story, I am not related to or claim to know Peter Jackson, J.R.R. Tolkien or any of the actors/actresses of the Lord of the Rings. I do not own Sprite, Pringles and all their various associates. I DO NOT OWN LEGOLAS GREENLEAF. I am just a humble fan who enjoys writing. However, I do own this story, myself, my house, my Christmas tree and my backyard. :D Missy belongs to herself.
Chapter 2: The Elf Underneath My Christmas Tree
Becky Greenleaf awoke the next morning, to the sun streaming in through the windows and nearly blinding her.
She sat up in bed and listened carefully. The beautiful singing had stopped. There was no laughter either. There were no parents home either, she concluded, with a quick glance out the window and discovering that the car was gone.
Hmm...they rarely left her home by herself these days. That was odd but it didn't matter. She was home and it was time to PARTAY!!
Becky got dressed in her favourite Legolas T-shirt and jeans and fixed her hair exactly like Legolas. After a year of doing this, she'd learned to master the brush and comb and within seconds her long hair resembled Legolas' except for the fact that she was a brunette.
She put on her dangerously high platform shoes and clunked down the stairs. She cast a furtive eye around making sure that there really was no one home. She dived for the cordless phone and snuck off into the living room where the Christmas tree was.
She'd picked up this awful habit from the Valar knows where: every time she was alone, she would sneak off into the living room by the Christmas tree and rattle her gifts until she heard her parents coming then she'd disappear back upstairs to her room.
This was exactly what Becky Greenleaf was about to do. She opened the door of the living room and while doing so, began punching her cousin's number into the phone.
A very sleepy, moody Missy answered. "Meep."
"No, cousin," Becky replied. "That's my line. You're supposed to ask what in the world am I doing awake at this insane hour."
"True. So what are you doing awake at this insane hour?" Missy echoed, yawning loudly.
"No parents equals a party. You bring the chips, I'll make the dip," Becky said. "I'm about to go rattle my gifts underneath the-------- AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Becky dropped the phone to the ground as she stared in disbelief at what lay beneath the Christmas tree.
"What? What?" Missy shouted, now fully awake. "What's going on, cousin?"
But Missy elicited no response from Becky because her cousin had gone into an advanced state of shock.
Becky let out another hysterical scream and began jumping up and down. For on the red Christmas tree skirt, there lay a blond Elf curled up and deep in sleep. On top his head was a big, red bow and lots of ribbons. Atop the bow sat a small, red envelope. He was dressed in a long flowing silver robe. His long legs were covered in green leggings and were curled up beneath him.
"There is an Elf underneath my Christmas tree," Becky whispered, barely containing herself. She bent and scooped up the phone.
"Missy! There IS AN ELF underneath my Christmas tree," Becky said, breathlessly. She began hopping in place. "THERE IS AN ELF UNDERNEATH MY CHRISTMAS TREE. THERE IS AN ELF THERE."
How in the world did an Elf get underneath her tree? And where the heck did that singing come from last night? She didn't have a radio in her room.
"There is a WHAT underneath your tree?" Missy echoed. "An Elf? Are you serious? Who is it?"
"OHMYGOSH! What if it's Legolas?" Becky said, dashing forward to touch the Elf. She got a closer look at his face and she gasped. It was the Elf Prince Legolas, still deep in beautiful slumber.
"It's him! It's him!" Becky whispered into the phone. She dashed away from the sleeping body of the Elf and back to the doorway of the living room. "I can't believe it. Missy, you have to get over here right now."
"That can't be Legolas. With all those noise you're making, he'd have pulled out his bow and arrow and you would be strung up on the mantle right now," Missy retorted.
"Of course it's Legolas. How can I not know my own Leggy?" Becky shot back. However she went up to get a closer look and using the antennae of the cordless phone, she touched his hair.
"It's definitely him! I used the antennae to touch his hair and it feels silky smooth!" Becky giggled into the phone, extremely elated.
"That can't be Legolas. Either he's gone deaf or he's dead," Missy snickered evilly. "You've probably woken up the dead yourself with that shrieking."
"There is an Elf underneath my Christmas tree," Becky repeated, bubbling with joy.
"Ooh! Wait!" Becky said, finally noticing the bows, ribbons and envelope. "He's just like a gift! Only there's no wrapping paper! Lookie, there's an envelope!"
She leaned over and gingerly removed the envelope from on top Legolas' head. It was addressed to a 'Ms. Becky Greenleaf.' With trembling hands, Becky opened the envelope. There was a card in there.
"`To Becky Greenleaf. I hope you will take good care of them. Have a very Merry Christmas! Season's Greetings!'" Becky read from the card, "'Take care of them'?"
"Them who?" she pondered, drumming her fingers against her chin. "Who is this card from?"
"Oh my gosh! Missy you have to get over here RIGHT NOW," Becky demanded.
"This'd better not be a joke," Missy grumbled. "I'll see you in five minutes!" She hung up and Becky promptly dropped the cordless phone back onto the floor.
Legolas shifted ever so slightly in his sleep and Becky nearly swooned.
She reached over slowly and touched the side of his face with her hand. The Elf did not move. She got to her knees and gently shook him with both hands.
Legolas immediately leapt to attention with a small shout. Becky jumped about ten feet in the air with surprise, tripped over the cordless phone and went flying.
When Becky had scraped herself off the floor and unto the couch, Legolas was now on his feet with his Elven daggers clutched in his hands.
"Hi there, Leggy," Becky said, undeterred. She got up off the couch and came towards the Elf who lowered his weapons, realizing what stood before him was a little girl.
"Where am I?" Legolas asked, glancing around in confusion. "Who are you? How did you ambush me like that?"
"Welcome to my house, Legolas! My name is Becky Greenleaf. And you have just arrived on Earth-earth," Becky said, grinning from ear-to-ear. "You were in a deep sleep, I could've shipped you Fed Ex and you wouldn't have known."
"Fed Ex?" Legolas repeated, a little crease appearing beneath his eyebrows. "What is that? Greenleaf? Earth-earth?"
The little crease became an even bigger crease and the Elf blinked. "I am confused. How did I arrive here? How do you know my name?"
"Slow down on the questions, my darling little Elf," Becky said. She came over to him and guided him to the couch where he could sit.
"I know your name because I now have my very own Elf: you!" she giggled happily and gave the Elf his first hug. "Yes, darling, my name is Becky Greenleaf. You are Legolas Greenleaf. Can we get married now? My cousin is coming just now. She'd be glad to perform the ceremony."
"I am not your Elf. I do not belong to anyone," Legolas replied. He thought that this human looked a little crazy but otherwise, she appeared harmless. Except for the fact that she was staring him down. "I am not going to marry you. I do not even know you."
"You don't know me now, darling. But you will soon," Becky said. "Oh just look how lovely you look with that red bow on your head! Let me get the camera!"
She dashed into the kitchen and returned with the camera. "Now Leggy, darling. You just sit there and smile your pretty little heart out."
She set up the camera atop the TV, slung her arm over Legolas' shoulder and smiled from ear-to-ear. "Be prepared!"
Legolas immediately tensed and reached for his knives. The camera went off with a blinding, red flash and he leaped in shock. There were little spots before his eyes and he shook his head to get rid of them.
Suddenly, another human ran breathlessly into the room. She was older but shorter (teeheee) and was dressed just as oddly.
"Oh my gosh! Becky! I got here as fast as I could," Missy said, dropping onto the couch right next to Legolas, sandwiching him between her and Becky. "It really is him!!"
Missy could do nothing but gape in shock at the Elf. "Look at how cute that red bow looks on top his head. Can I take it off?"
"NO! He's my Elf," Becky shot back, hugging him protectively.
"I am sorry. I have been neglecting my manners," Legolas cut in. "I am Legolas Greenleaf. You already told me that. And what is your name?" At this he nodded to Missy.
"My name is Missy," she replied. "Nice to meet you!" She stuck out her hand and Legolas kissed the back of her hand. Poor Missy went red.
"Hey! MY Elf is supposed to kiss my hand," Becky said, getting jealous. She stuck her hand out to Legolas. "Kiss my hand, now!"
"Very pleased to meet you both," Legolas said with a polite little smile. He kissed Becky's hand, causing her to half-faint against him.
"Ooh! Leggy, where are my manners?" Becky said, jumping up. "You must be hungry!" She dashed off into the kitchen and brought back a can of Pringles and a can of Sprite.
"Here! Gourmet cooking," Becky opened the can of Sprite and the Pringles and gave them to Legolas. "Enjoy."
Legolas looked hesitantly at the food and then back at the cousins, who looked at him grinning. They were only mere children and they did look as if they could be trusted.
He took a small bite of the Pringles and then quickly wolfed down what was in the tin. The whole tin, mind you.
"Try the Sprite, Leggy," Missy said, looking amused. She felt sorry for the Elf. Maybe that's why he was so hungry and thin. They probably starved him wherever he came from.
Legolas drained the Sprite too but this time in one gulp. Then he gasped and put his hand to his forehead.
"Brain freeze," Becky said, nodding knowingly. She hugged Legolas. "That's okay, darling. It'll go away very, very soon."
Missy picked up the card and read it over. "What does it mean by them?"
"I haven't the slightest clue," Becky replied, moving away from Legolas. His 'brain freeze' had passed and now he settled back, a bit embarrassed.
"Maybe it means the Fellowship," Missy said.
"You know about the Fellowship?" Legolas asked, before he could stop himself.
"Of course we do, darling," Becky put in. "We know about the Fellowship, we know about Aragorn, we know all about The Two Towers and OF COURSE, the Return of the King!!"
"Have you seen them?" Legolas asked. "If you have, please tell me and I shall forever be grateful."
"What do you mean, see them?" Missy asked. "As in actually 'see them see them' or on the TV?"
Since Legolas had no idea what a TV was he replied that it was the first. "For we were leaving the battle of Helm's Deep. And everyone just fell asleep. I remember fighting to stay awake but I just dozed off. And then I woke up just now when you shook me."
"The whole Fellowship heard the music too?" Becky asked, eyes wide.
"You mean that freaky music I was hearing last night?" Missy put in.
"The music was not freaky. It was beautiful and melodic," Becky said. She loved the Elves, no matter which ones and how they were. She just loved Elves on the whole.
"Yes, I agree. It was the most beautiful music I've ever heard," Legolas said, nodding with a smile to Becky. "Everyone except Gimli liked it."
"Figures," Becky nodded. "Wait!! What if they're all here?"
"NO WAY! Aragorn, here?! Where?" Missy leaped to her feet and began ransacking the room. "Come out come out wherever you are!"
"Hey, don't mess up my tree," Becky dragged her cousin away from ransacking. "If they're really here on Earth, we've got to find them."
"Yes, what if they get into some kind of trouble? After all, this time is very different from theirs," Missy said, looking pointedly at Legolas who had accidentally stood on the cordless phone and it had beeped loudly. He'd whipped out his dagger and lopped off the antennae.
"OMYGOSH! What if my parents come home and see this mess? What if they see him?" Becky asked, pointing at Legolas who was still glaring down the cordless phone. "He killed the cordless phone!"
"We'll get it fixed. But now, we've gotta find out if the rest of them are here!" Missy said.
"Come on, Legolas. We're going to help you find your friends," Becky said. She looped her hand into one of his and Missy took the other and together they led him out the door.
"If we're going out in public, don't you think you should remove that bow?" Missy asked.
"Why?" Becky replied. "I think he's as cute as pie. Don't you think you're as cute as pie, Leggy?"
"I suppose," Legolas replied, nodding, not that sure of what he was nodding in agreement with.
They trooped outside into the big backyard, beginning their quest for the other members of the Fellowship. Little did they know, that when they went further into the backyard and closer to the wood, they would find something that the two cousins were not prepared to handle.
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Well there it is. I shall be updating soon! I hope you enjoyed this story. And if you do decide to flame me, please, be nice.
~Becky Greenleaf~
Author: Becky Greenleaf
Summary: All she wanted for Christmas was an Elf. Just to wake up one morning and find Legolas underneath her Christmas tree, that was her dream. Well, one morning she woke up and there he was. But the slight problem was that it wasn't only him underneath that Christmas tree.....
Rating: PG
Genre: Humour/ Humour
Author's Note: Yep, you lucky kids get two chapters in one update. YAY!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Lord of the Rings, I MAKE NO MONEY off this story, I am not related to or claim to know Peter Jackson, J.R.R. Tolkien or any of the actors/actresses of the Lord of the Rings. I do not own Sprite, Pringles and all their various associates. I DO NOT OWN LEGOLAS GREENLEAF. I am just a humble fan who enjoys writing. However, I do own this story, myself, my house, my Christmas tree and my backyard. :D Missy belongs to herself.
Chapter 2: The Elf Underneath My Christmas Tree
Becky Greenleaf awoke the next morning, to the sun streaming in through the windows and nearly blinding her.
She sat up in bed and listened carefully. The beautiful singing had stopped. There was no laughter either. There were no parents home either, she concluded, with a quick glance out the window and discovering that the car was gone.
Hmm...they rarely left her home by herself these days. That was odd but it didn't matter. She was home and it was time to PARTAY!!
Becky got dressed in her favourite Legolas T-shirt and jeans and fixed her hair exactly like Legolas. After a year of doing this, she'd learned to master the brush and comb and within seconds her long hair resembled Legolas' except for the fact that she was a brunette.
She put on her dangerously high platform shoes and clunked down the stairs. She cast a furtive eye around making sure that there really was no one home. She dived for the cordless phone and snuck off into the living room where the Christmas tree was.
She'd picked up this awful habit from the Valar knows where: every time she was alone, she would sneak off into the living room by the Christmas tree and rattle her gifts until she heard her parents coming then she'd disappear back upstairs to her room.
This was exactly what Becky Greenleaf was about to do. She opened the door of the living room and while doing so, began punching her cousin's number into the phone.
A very sleepy, moody Missy answered. "Meep."
"No, cousin," Becky replied. "That's my line. You're supposed to ask what in the world am I doing awake at this insane hour."
"True. So what are you doing awake at this insane hour?" Missy echoed, yawning loudly.
"No parents equals a party. You bring the chips, I'll make the dip," Becky said. "I'm about to go rattle my gifts underneath the-------- AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Becky dropped the phone to the ground as she stared in disbelief at what lay beneath the Christmas tree.
"What? What?" Missy shouted, now fully awake. "What's going on, cousin?"
But Missy elicited no response from Becky because her cousin had gone into an advanced state of shock.
Becky let out another hysterical scream and began jumping up and down. For on the red Christmas tree skirt, there lay a blond Elf curled up and deep in sleep. On top his head was a big, red bow and lots of ribbons. Atop the bow sat a small, red envelope. He was dressed in a long flowing silver robe. His long legs were covered in green leggings and were curled up beneath him.
"There is an Elf underneath my Christmas tree," Becky whispered, barely containing herself. She bent and scooped up the phone.
"Missy! There IS AN ELF underneath my Christmas tree," Becky said, breathlessly. She began hopping in place. "THERE IS AN ELF UNDERNEATH MY CHRISTMAS TREE. THERE IS AN ELF THERE."
How in the world did an Elf get underneath her tree? And where the heck did that singing come from last night? She didn't have a radio in her room.
"There is a WHAT underneath your tree?" Missy echoed. "An Elf? Are you serious? Who is it?"
"OHMYGOSH! What if it's Legolas?" Becky said, dashing forward to touch the Elf. She got a closer look at his face and she gasped. It was the Elf Prince Legolas, still deep in beautiful slumber.
"It's him! It's him!" Becky whispered into the phone. She dashed away from the sleeping body of the Elf and back to the doorway of the living room. "I can't believe it. Missy, you have to get over here right now."
"That can't be Legolas. With all those noise you're making, he'd have pulled out his bow and arrow and you would be strung up on the mantle right now," Missy retorted.
"Of course it's Legolas. How can I not know my own Leggy?" Becky shot back. However she went up to get a closer look and using the antennae of the cordless phone, she touched his hair.
"It's definitely him! I used the antennae to touch his hair and it feels silky smooth!" Becky giggled into the phone, extremely elated.
"That can't be Legolas. Either he's gone deaf or he's dead," Missy snickered evilly. "You've probably woken up the dead yourself with that shrieking."
"There is an Elf underneath my Christmas tree," Becky repeated, bubbling with joy.
"Ooh! Wait!" Becky said, finally noticing the bows, ribbons and envelope. "He's just like a gift! Only there's no wrapping paper! Lookie, there's an envelope!"
She leaned over and gingerly removed the envelope from on top Legolas' head. It was addressed to a 'Ms. Becky Greenleaf.' With trembling hands, Becky opened the envelope. There was a card in there.
"`To Becky Greenleaf. I hope you will take good care of them. Have a very Merry Christmas! Season's Greetings!'" Becky read from the card, "'Take care of them'?"
"Them who?" she pondered, drumming her fingers against her chin. "Who is this card from?"
"Oh my gosh! Missy you have to get over here RIGHT NOW," Becky demanded.
"This'd better not be a joke," Missy grumbled. "I'll see you in five minutes!" She hung up and Becky promptly dropped the cordless phone back onto the floor.
Legolas shifted ever so slightly in his sleep and Becky nearly swooned.
She reached over slowly and touched the side of his face with her hand. The Elf did not move. She got to her knees and gently shook him with both hands.
Legolas immediately leapt to attention with a small shout. Becky jumped about ten feet in the air with surprise, tripped over the cordless phone and went flying.
When Becky had scraped herself off the floor and unto the couch, Legolas was now on his feet with his Elven daggers clutched in his hands.
"Hi there, Leggy," Becky said, undeterred. She got up off the couch and came towards the Elf who lowered his weapons, realizing what stood before him was a little girl.
"Where am I?" Legolas asked, glancing around in confusion. "Who are you? How did you ambush me like that?"
"Welcome to my house, Legolas! My name is Becky Greenleaf. And you have just arrived on Earth-earth," Becky said, grinning from ear-to-ear. "You were in a deep sleep, I could've shipped you Fed Ex and you wouldn't have known."
"Fed Ex?" Legolas repeated, a little crease appearing beneath his eyebrows. "What is that? Greenleaf? Earth-earth?"
The little crease became an even bigger crease and the Elf blinked. "I am confused. How did I arrive here? How do you know my name?"
"Slow down on the questions, my darling little Elf," Becky said. She came over to him and guided him to the couch where he could sit.
"I know your name because I now have my very own Elf: you!" she giggled happily and gave the Elf his first hug. "Yes, darling, my name is Becky Greenleaf. You are Legolas Greenleaf. Can we get married now? My cousin is coming just now. She'd be glad to perform the ceremony."
"I am not your Elf. I do not belong to anyone," Legolas replied. He thought that this human looked a little crazy but otherwise, she appeared harmless. Except for the fact that she was staring him down. "I am not going to marry you. I do not even know you."
"You don't know me now, darling. But you will soon," Becky said. "Oh just look how lovely you look with that red bow on your head! Let me get the camera!"
She dashed into the kitchen and returned with the camera. "Now Leggy, darling. You just sit there and smile your pretty little heart out."
She set up the camera atop the TV, slung her arm over Legolas' shoulder and smiled from ear-to-ear. "Be prepared!"
Legolas immediately tensed and reached for his knives. The camera went off with a blinding, red flash and he leaped in shock. There were little spots before his eyes and he shook his head to get rid of them.
Suddenly, another human ran breathlessly into the room. She was older but shorter (teeheee) and was dressed just as oddly.
"Oh my gosh! Becky! I got here as fast as I could," Missy said, dropping onto the couch right next to Legolas, sandwiching him between her and Becky. "It really is him!!"
Missy could do nothing but gape in shock at the Elf. "Look at how cute that red bow looks on top his head. Can I take it off?"
"NO! He's my Elf," Becky shot back, hugging him protectively.
"I am sorry. I have been neglecting my manners," Legolas cut in. "I am Legolas Greenleaf. You already told me that. And what is your name?" At this he nodded to Missy.
"My name is Missy," she replied. "Nice to meet you!" She stuck out her hand and Legolas kissed the back of her hand. Poor Missy went red.
"Hey! MY Elf is supposed to kiss my hand," Becky said, getting jealous. She stuck her hand out to Legolas. "Kiss my hand, now!"
"Very pleased to meet you both," Legolas said with a polite little smile. He kissed Becky's hand, causing her to half-faint against him.
"Ooh! Leggy, where are my manners?" Becky said, jumping up. "You must be hungry!" She dashed off into the kitchen and brought back a can of Pringles and a can of Sprite.
"Here! Gourmet cooking," Becky opened the can of Sprite and the Pringles and gave them to Legolas. "Enjoy."
Legolas looked hesitantly at the food and then back at the cousins, who looked at him grinning. They were only mere children and they did look as if they could be trusted.
He took a small bite of the Pringles and then quickly wolfed down what was in the tin. The whole tin, mind you.
"Try the Sprite, Leggy," Missy said, looking amused. She felt sorry for the Elf. Maybe that's why he was so hungry and thin. They probably starved him wherever he came from.
Legolas drained the Sprite too but this time in one gulp. Then he gasped and put his hand to his forehead.
"Brain freeze," Becky said, nodding knowingly. She hugged Legolas. "That's okay, darling. It'll go away very, very soon."
Missy picked up the card and read it over. "What does it mean by them?"
"I haven't the slightest clue," Becky replied, moving away from Legolas. His 'brain freeze' had passed and now he settled back, a bit embarrassed.
"Maybe it means the Fellowship," Missy said.
"You know about the Fellowship?" Legolas asked, before he could stop himself.
"Of course we do, darling," Becky put in. "We know about the Fellowship, we know about Aragorn, we know all about The Two Towers and OF COURSE, the Return of the King!!"
"Have you seen them?" Legolas asked. "If you have, please tell me and I shall forever be grateful."
"What do you mean, see them?" Missy asked. "As in actually 'see them see them' or on the TV?"
Since Legolas had no idea what a TV was he replied that it was the first. "For we were leaving the battle of Helm's Deep. And everyone just fell asleep. I remember fighting to stay awake but I just dozed off. And then I woke up just now when you shook me."
"The whole Fellowship heard the music too?" Becky asked, eyes wide.
"You mean that freaky music I was hearing last night?" Missy put in.
"The music was not freaky. It was beautiful and melodic," Becky said. She loved the Elves, no matter which ones and how they were. She just loved Elves on the whole.
"Yes, I agree. It was the most beautiful music I've ever heard," Legolas said, nodding with a smile to Becky. "Everyone except Gimli liked it."
"Figures," Becky nodded. "Wait!! What if they're all here?"
"NO WAY! Aragorn, here?! Where?" Missy leaped to her feet and began ransacking the room. "Come out come out wherever you are!"
"Hey, don't mess up my tree," Becky dragged her cousin away from ransacking. "If they're really here on Earth, we've got to find them."
"Yes, what if they get into some kind of trouble? After all, this time is very different from theirs," Missy said, looking pointedly at Legolas who had accidentally stood on the cordless phone and it had beeped loudly. He'd whipped out his dagger and lopped off the antennae.
"OMYGOSH! What if my parents come home and see this mess? What if they see him?" Becky asked, pointing at Legolas who was still glaring down the cordless phone. "He killed the cordless phone!"
"We'll get it fixed. But now, we've gotta find out if the rest of them are here!" Missy said.
"Come on, Legolas. We're going to help you find your friends," Becky said. She looped her hand into one of his and Missy took the other and together they led him out the door.
"If we're going out in public, don't you think you should remove that bow?" Missy asked.
"Why?" Becky replied. "I think he's as cute as pie. Don't you think you're as cute as pie, Leggy?"
"I suppose," Legolas replied, nodding, not that sure of what he was nodding in agreement with.
They trooped outside into the big backyard, beginning their quest for the other members of the Fellowship. Little did they know, that when they went further into the backyard and closer to the wood, they would find something that the two cousins were not prepared to handle.
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Well there it is. I shall be updating soon! I hope you enjoyed this story. And if you do decide to flame me, please, be nice.
~Becky Greenleaf~