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Here it is it was a long time coming for a new chappie and I apologize
profusely to my readers. Thank you - DLN
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Pippin
I sat there for a few moments lost in my thought when my door burst open revealing Meriadoc Brandybuck.
"Hullo Pippin what are you doing?" asked Merry shuffling in.
"Well I was thinking of Laying down and going to sleep Merry," I replied the slightest bit of sarcasm melting into my voice.
"Me too except I don't have a place to sleep. Scoot over Pip I going to have to sleep here," exclaimed Merry who began removing his clothes in preparation for bed.
"Maybe I don't feel like sharing my bed with you. You did after all call me a silly tweenager," I replied becoming a bit mulish.
"Pippin you are a silly tweenager and you know it else you wouldn't be lusting after a mage you're never going to have ever," groused Merry stabbing at me with dagger like eyes.
"Look who's talking how are you going to compete with that Blonde Elf Prince that Laurelin Ogles with her eyes?" I retorted a tinge of anger colouring my voice.
"At least I'm not competing with my own cousin but you are," answered Merry jumping into the bed and settling beneath the covers. I didn't respond and in a second Merry was snoring, I should have been doing that too but I couldn't not at this particular moment anyway.
Laurelin
I made it back to the Elvish City my pride still stung but the fact was simply that I knew the resultof anything involving Legolas and I. Legolas is an Elvish Prince and I am just a Lady Mage. Royalty versus Peasantry. At a slow pace my feet found the way to my door. I pushed it open and found it to be empty I had expected Amanda to possibly to be here before me but then again she was probably off creating chaos and havoc for Uncle Elrond. It was at that moment that Amanda came storming through the door grumbling something or other about Elves and Hobbits. At this point I was too tired to care. The bed was shoved right up against the wall so Amanda scooted in first and got as close to the wall as she could possibly get. I then climbed in beside her and deftly pulled the covers up around us. We had often slept thus outside as children gazing at the stars. Amanda would curl up at my back and snore the night away and strangely it was comforting. I had slept like a baby under the stars. Amanda suddenly tossed pulling me out of my reverie. She carelessly slung her arm over my waist slithering right up to my back. Comforted I fell into a fitful sleep and dreamed of shooting arrows with a certain Elvish Prince.