The Road Goes Ever On And On

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Chapter Thirty-five: One Wacky Wedding

A few weeks passed before the dawn broke on the day of Tithenwen's wedding. For many people in Gondor, the day couldn't come soon enough. Arwen was driving everyone crazy with the planning. And with each passing day, more and more of Tithenwen's friends appeared.

Messengers had managed to track down Mary and Faramir first, who drove the SUV back. Their arrival was a noisy one because Mary had cranked the stereo on high. A few days later, the three ghosts arrived. They weren't about to miss an opportunity to throw flaming marshmallows at people. Besides, they had run out of fun in Rivendell. Legolas, Kate and Gimli were the last to show up the day before.

Before dawn, Tithenwen slipped out of her dressed in her Ranger clothes. Ever since her return to Gondor, Arwen had made sure she wore a dress at all times, seeing as she was the princess of Gondor. But Tithenwen hated dresses and she figured that she would wear her favorite clothes on the day of her wedding for as long as possible. She had stolen Aragorn's jacket and cloak back from Arwen who had decided to hide any and all Ranger clothes that she could find from the two of them, just incase either of them got any bright ideas about returning to the Wild.

Tithenwen hung out in a tree, which was extremely hard to do in Gondor, seeing as the White Tree was pretty much the only tree in the city. But Aragorn, a fellow tree hugger, had planted a few trees in the courtyard in her absence. For a few minutes, she could imagine herself back in the Wild. There had been a few mornings when the camp would wake up and find her lounging in a tree. She usually refused to get out and Nicholas would have to climb up and drag her down.

But her peace of mind didn't last long. Several eggs landed on her head along with other sticky foods such as honey and syrup. They jolted her awake and the half-Elf looked up and glared at the two Elves on a balcony above her.

Elrohir and Elladan smiled at her and waved. Tithenwen rolled her eyes and screamed, "Dead meat!" as she leapt from the tree to a nearby balcony. The dark-haired twins looked at each other before bolting.

Two could play this game. It was only two because Elladan and Elrohir counted as one due to the fact that they each seemed to only have half a brain at times. Tithenwen raced through the city, on the heels on the Elves, shouting curses and obscenities, as well as threats. At least until Arwen's voice broke through the early morning air.

"Tithenwen Telcontar! Get back here this instant!" Arwen yelled.

Tithenwen glared at Elladan and Elrohir before running towards her mother's voice. As much as she wanted to get them back, she didn't want to piss Arwen off.

"Yes, nana?" Tithenwen asked, after she returned to the Citadel. Arwen's voice could really carry in the White City.

"What do you think you're doing? You're getting married today!" she cried in outrage before realizing her daughter's appearance. Her voice softened. "Did Elladan and Elrohir get you this morning?"

"Unfortunately."

"Let's go get you cleaned up," Arwen said, leading Tithenwen away through the Citadel, where Aragorn was.

Aragorn couldn't help but laugh at his daughter's appearance. Elladan and Elrohir had gotten her good that time. They were some of the best pranksters in Middle-earth. When he was younger, he too had been on the receiving end of many of their pranks.

A few hours later, Tithenwen didn't resemble a Ranger anymore. Gone were the worn clothes and ratty, sticky hair. In its place was a gorgeous blue and silver gown and her hair was arranged neatly around a silver crown. She looked more like an Elf than she ever had.

A grumpy group entered the room after Tithenwen's transformation. Kate, Dolly, Becca, and Mary were all shocked at sight of her.

Becca came over and poked Tithenwen a few times. Tithenwen glared at her cousin before flicking her back.

"Yep, she's still Tithenwen," Becca said, rubbing a sore spot on her arm where Tithenwen had flicked her.

"Okay girls, it's time for you to get dressed," Arwen announced, entering with an armful of gowns.

Mary and Dolly shuddered at the sight of the bright pink gowns in Arwen's arms. "Shouldn't those be going to Gandalf and Elrond?" Mary asked.

"No," Arwen snapped. "You are going to each wear one."

"I didn't get that memo," Dolly said.

"Me neither," replied Mary with a grimace. Those gowns were hideous.

Arwen rolled her eyes at the two. "Do you have a better idea?"

"Yeah," said Dolly. "How about we wear our own clothes?"

"To a wedding?" Arwen gasped, horrified.

"Well, yeah," said Mary.

"Hell, no!"

"I'm not wearing pink!" yelled Mary and Dolly at the same time.

"Nana, just let them wear what ever they want. If there are dresses left over, just give them to Gandalf, Elrond, and have one altered for Frodo," said Tithenwen, not wanting to let this get into a full-blown shouting match.

Arwen looked hurt. After all she had been the one to pick the dresses. But she relented and Mary and Dolly high-fived each other.

Only Kate grabbed a pink dress. Becca went over to Tithenwen's wardrobe and pulled out a light purple dress. Mary and Dolly left the room and came back changed. Mary decided on wearing Ranger clothes, though she knew everyone would be disappointed in her. She was after all married to the Stewart of Gondor, but she didn't give a crap. She had worn a dress to her wedding and that was it. Dolly came back in her normal, goth clothes, complete with chains on the baggy black pants.

Tithenwen was already dressed in her wedding dress. She had refused to wear a white dress and finally managed to convince Arwen to let her wear a blue dress.

That afternoon, the wedding began. Elladan, Elrohir and the three ghosts were hidden near the steps of the Citadel, where the wedding would take place. The ghosts were ready with the jumbo bag of marshmallows and Elladan and Elrohir had all kinds of stuff with them. They had been pranking people all day. Elrond and Gandalf both had insanely chopped pink hair as did Legolas, his blonde wig having been at the mercy of the twins.

Legolas' clothes had been dyed neon pink and matched his hair perfectly. Gandalf and Elrond had been talked into wearing the bright pink gowns discarded by Dolly, Mary, and Becca. Elladan had stick a 'kick me, I'm king' sign on Aragorn's back. Elrohir would have stuck a 'kick me, I'm queen' sign on Arwen's back but she threatened him before he could. So he settled for a 'kick me, I'm steward' sign on Faramir, which Mary had chased him around with a sword for.

ES Brego and Nicholas' horse were tied at the Citadel steps, so Tithenwen and Nicholas could ride through the city. ES Brego was in a foul mood and snapped at Gandalf a few times as the wizard paced back and forth.

Finally, the wedding began and Aragorn walked Tithenwen down to the Citadel where Gandalf would marry her and Nicholas. Becca, Mary, Dolly, and Kate were bridesmaids and walked down before her. Nicholas seemed taken aback when he noticed Tithenwen. Was this the same Ranger he had fallen in love with?

"You clean up nice," Nicholas whispered to her after Aragorn placed her hand in Nicholas'.

"So do you," she replied. "I though Rangers didn't bathe."

"Only in the Wild," joked Nicholas and they turned to face Gandalf.

The ceremony was over in a few minutes and when it came time for Nicholas to kiss Tithenwen, ES Brego trotted over, pulled Nicholas away by the hair and kissed Tithenwen with his muzzle. Tithenwen opened her gray-blue eyes and glared at the horse, who stepped backwards. Nicholas took his place back and kissed Tithenwen.

ES Brego snorted in protest.

"HOORAY!" cried the ghosts and the twins as flaming marshmallows rained down on the crowd along with various other things.

Tithenwen and Nicholas quickly mounted their horses and galloped away, riding side by side, holding hands as they made their escape from the seven leveled city. A firework went off and written in the sky were the words, 'JUST MARRIED'.

Dolly, Becca, and Kate sighed. It was time to go home again. They said good-bye to Mary, Faramir, Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn, Arwen, Elladan, Elrohir, and the ghosts before climbing in the nearby SUV and driving into the swamp.

Emily was going to remain behind with the ghosts. Beauty, Becca's horse, followed the SUV into the swamp.

As so the friends parted ways, each going off on their own adventures. At least for the time being...

Author's Notes:

It's done! It's over! I'm going to cry now! Thank you so much, everyone that has followed these characters from "Journey to Mordor (By SUV)" to "The Road Goes Ever On And On". This chapter was for you. Maybe at some point in the future, there will be another adventure with them, but for now we are left to guess what they are up to.

Reviewers!

Mr. Random – Thanks! I was crying when I wrote this chapter, knowing it was the end. There will at some point be a sequel to the sequel. But not for a while. : )

I Estel vinta amarbarenna lomeo A Duath – She's got more than a few screws loose. : )

Faramir Fancier – I think this is a good stopping point before everything gets too old. There is always the chance for a reunion between them. Thanks for the review: )

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