The Road Goes Ever On And On
Disclaimer: Only own the plot and Tithenwen!
Chapter Thirty-two: Psycho Galadriel
"I'm so glad that all of you could come," Galadriel said cheerfully.
"Like we really had a choice," muttered Mary.
"Now I'm sure that you all know why you are here."
"I didn't do it!" shouted Legolas. "It's all their fault! They made me do it!"
"Oh shut up!" Dolly hissed at Legolas.
Galadriel looked confused and looked between Legolas and Dolly for several seconds before shaking her head.
"Actually, we don't know," said Tithenwen.
"Well, I've been concerned about your behavior lately and I would like to psychoanalyze each of you," said Galadriel.
"Valar save us!" said Mary.
"Now the word psycho—" began Galadriel.
"It takes one to know one," whispered Tithenwen to Mary and Dolly who each smiled.
"—means several things."
"Yawn," said Dolly and Mary both.
Tithenwen rolled her eyes and halfway pretended to listen. Galadriel droned on and on for several minutes about the meaning of the word 'psycho' before turning any real attention to the four so-called 'Elves'. Legolas was shaking like a leaf in fear and both Mary and Dolly's eyes were glazed over in boredom. Tithenwen was sound asleep.
"Ahem!" Galadriel called loudly behind Mary and Dolly, who jumped in surprise.
Dolly poked Tithenwen in the ribs who smacked her and muttered, "Five more minutes, ada."
Dolly rolled her eyes and poked Tithenwen again. Tithenwen smacked her and cursed under her breath. Mary whacked Tithenwen's head and Tithenwen cursed and rubbed her head before curling up into a tiny ball on the ground, her arms covering her head.
"Let's tickle her," Dolly whispered to Mary.
Dolly and Mary attacked Tithenwen at the same time, both of them tickling her. Tithenwen squeaked loudly, sounding like a demented mouse on medications before screaming loudly and waking up.
"Dead meat!" she yelled at both of them who backed way, trying to act innocent.
"Moving on," said Galadriel and the three girls groaned.
"Why did she have to torture us?" Mary questioned.
"I heard that!" she snapped.
"Scruffy," muttered Tithenwen, crossing her arms in annoyance.
"Let's just get to the psychoanalyze, shall we? Tithenwen, how about you first?"
"Oh joy!" said Tithenwen sarcastically.
"Watch your tone!" Galadriel warned.
Tithenwen stuck her tongue out at Galadriel who glared at her.
"This oughta be interesting," Mary whispered to Dolly who nodded.
"Tell me, why do you curse so much? Were you neglected as a child?" Galadriel asked.
Tithenwen rolled her eyes before replying, "Nope, I just lived in a bad area."
"Of Rivendell?"
"Let's just say, Elladan and Elrohir aren't the greatest influence."
"That explains a lot. Now…"
"I think I'll take a nap if you don't mind. Unless you have got a non-pointless question to ask me," said Tithenwen with a yawn.
"Why must you be so Valar-damned annoying!"
"It's a gift!"
"Well I think it sucks!"
"Well I frankly don't care! By the way, your birdbath smells! Do you keep dead birds in it?" Tithenwen said, trying to provoke Galadriel.
"How dare you say something like that!" cried Galadriel, shocked.
"I think it does have dead birds in it!" said Mary. "It probably always has. All those poor innocent birds that had heart attacks and died because they looked in it!"
"God rest their souls," said Dolly with a loud sniff.
"I'm not a bird killer!" insisted Galadriel.
"Then why don't you take a look near your mirror?" Tithenwen suggested.
"Why should I prove anything to you nasty Elves?"
"You don't have to prove it, but we can very easily tell everyone that you're a bird killer."
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Wouldn't she!" cried Mary and Dolly before they realized their mistake.
"SHE!" roared Galadriel.
"Oops?"
Galadriel chose that moment to turn into a full-fledged psycho freak.
"TITHENWEN!" she screamed.
"Run?" Dolly asked Mary.
"Yeah!" Mary answered and the two took off, fleeing from Lothlorien as if their very lives depended upon it.
Legolas climbed a tree, desperate for a hiding spot. Tithenwen stood her ground. Galadriel creeped her out, but if her plan were to succeed, she needed to remain behind.
"You called?" Tithenwen said.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?"
"What's it look like I'm doing here?"
"I thought you left! I told you to leave!"
"Still here, aren't I?"
"Don't you be smart with me!"
Tithenwen rolled her eyes.
"What?" Galadriel asked.
"Why can't you just come to your senses and agree that Nicholas and I can marry just like Elrond did?"
"Incase you haven't noticed, he's a Ranger!" Galadriel yelled.
"So what if he's scruffy? Ada didn't care when he helped him escape!"
"Yes, but you are an Elf! You can't marry a mortal!"
"Half-Elf and my ada is mortal and nana's an Elf!"
"That's different!"
"Is it really?"
"You're impossible!"
"You're just plan creepy!" retorted Tithenwen.
"You hurt my feelings!"
"Get over it! Can Nicholas and I just be allowed to be happy?"
"Why him?"
"Because I love him, great-grandmother. Isn't that enough?"
Galadriel paused and looked at Tithenwen. She thought for a few moments and sighed.
"If you didn't love him, I believe you would have given up before now. Yes, you have my permission to marry."
"Can I get that in writing?" Tithenwen half-joked.
"Now you're pushing it."
"We'll leave now. Come on wig wearer!" Tithenwen looked up into the tree where Legolas was hiding.
"It's not a wig! It's real!" Legolas protested.
"Yeah, whatever. Just get down here!"
"Humph!" cried Legolas, annoyed.
Author's Notes:
Yes, I finally updated! I'll try to update some time this coming week, but if I don't get to it, I'm sorry and then you'll just have to look for an update in two weeks. Enjoy!
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Faramir Fancier – It's fun to be lunatics! Finally, it's getting easier to write but I'm writing a lot of stuff at the moment, so it's hard to get around to updating this story. But I'll try my best to make time, even if it's only short updates. Thanks for sticking with the story : )
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