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scissorhero: Nice story, that. Well, I am surviving, but just barely. In fact, I better stop updating so often, or else I WILL buy the farm.(In case you are unfamiliar with that term, it means die.)

Psalm136: Oh, I LOVED writing the flame! So fun, you know. Oh, and if you have a crush on Legolas/Orlando, that is completely YOUR business. And I am UPDATING. Okay? It does pain me to write this stuff, which is why I may take longer between updates in this story than in any of my others. It HURTS to write such junk!!!

BlackRosePoison-Orchid: I have not had the pleasure of understanding you; of what are you talking of? (Okay, sorry. Blatant quoting of Pride and Prejudice there.) What do you mean, just stick her head in the toilet? Is that some ancient ritual of the Mary Sues? (Just jesting...)

Fili: First off, thank you for ALL your reviews, but I will reply to just the one. Answering all your questions: 1.) Unfortunately, yeah. 2.) I actually knew of a horse named Sweetness once. Used to ride her all the time at the place where I used to take lessons. Wasn't very sweet at all, really. Rather temperamental. 3.) Yes, very good. Don't throw up. 4.) Oh, YES. 5.) Probably that too... Thank you!

A/N: And on we torture poor Princess of Ithilien. Or, rather, she tortures herself. Oh, dear. She is speaking in third person again.

Disclaimer: NOTHING is mine. Okay, I lied. Unfortunately, I DO own Rebecca and Faith. (Gag me with a SPOON.) I wish I didn't own them... but they shall DIE eventually. Yes... oh yes, they SHALL. Okay, sorry. Went off on a little mini-rant there.

Chapter 6

Rebecca Maria Elizabeth Carissa Lauren Jennifer Jacobson was not happy. Not at all. She was quite peeved, actually. It had been four entire hours since she had posted the new chapter of her absolutely brilliant story, and not a single review! Not even one itsy bitsy little hit on the new chapter. She sighed impatiently.

She had gotten up earlier than usual just to check her review count! Rebecca tried to comfort herself with the fact that maybe her readers had been asleep, but even that did little to console her.

She waited a little longer, then saw the clock and decided she had to start getting ready for school. She dressed, stuffed her books into her neon pink backpack, and stomped down the stairs.

Roughly eight hours later...

"I'll do it later, Mother! I'm busy!" Rebecca Maria Elizabeth Carissa Lauren Jennifer rushed up the stairs, dropped her stuff, and hurriedly logged on to her computer.

"Come on! Come on!" She said to herself, waiting for the internet to load. Even high-speed internet wasn't fast enough for Rebecca. Not today. She surely had some reviews by now! And she was not disappointed.

LegolasLuvver34: y did thiy, lik, intirup faith and LegGy? lik, sooooooooooo rud! thiy wur haven, lik, such a romawentic momint! luvv the chapper! soooooo romeantic!

LeggysGurl: soooo goood chptr! luv it!! u ned 2 writ mor paertts w/just leggy and FaITh. good romense!

LeggiesNumbr1Gurrl: oooooohhhh my goshhhhhh! it is like, soooooooooo ramantic! more ramance!

LeggyFan: this is lik the besst storrry! u writ so good! LiKe, suriosly, u r the besst wreter!

TrueTolkienFan: You disgusting excuse for a human being. You are SLIME. To completely slander the works of such a genius as J.R.R. Tolkien by writing this! To do this to an excellent character! Legolas is not some romantic fool! And he would never fall in love with a mortal! You are stupid if you think so. How can you do this? It is an insult to not only yourself, but to the rest of the writing world.

Why? Why another one? It overshadowed the joy of getting a new reviewer! Rebecca angrily wiped her tears away. I will not cry over this. I will not cry over this! She nodded in affirmation of her resolution and started writing the next chapter.

Chapter 5

The animal that Faith had killed served as supper that night. The girl barely nibbled at it, so guilt-ridden was she. She could hardly bear to look at the others. How could she have killed a poor animal? She, who had always been taught to respect life of any kind?

She got up and walked away from the fire, spitting out the bits of meat in her mouth. No matter what Legolas said, she could not be comforted. She heard footsteps behind her, but did not turn around. Faith felt a cloak fall on her shoulders and the soft hands of Legolas touch her.

She turned as he wrapped his arms around her, laying her head on his chest.

"What is wrong, my love?" He inquired softly, his lilting voice adding to the beauty of the quiet surrounding them.

"I still feel bad about killing an animal, Legolas. To think, it might have lived a happy life, had I not ended it." Faith sobbed softly.

"I thought you were feeling all right about that. You shouldn't be feeling guilty." He chided gently.

"I know!" Faith cried, wiping her tears away. "But I do."

Legolas kissed her head and tightened his hold on her. "Don't worry. It did serve its purpose, Faith. Believe that."

Somewhat comforted by his soothing words, Faith relaxed in his embrace. "I'll be all right."

She lifted her head, silently asking for a kiss. Legolas obliged.

A while later, Faith drifted to sleep with the memory of Legolas's kisses fresh on her mind.

The next morning came too early for Faith. She had not had a good night's sleep. Tossing and turning, waking up every hour or so, she had had the suspicion all night long that something was the matter. And when she awoke, it soon came to her notice that something was wrong. Frodo had lost the Ring.

Everyone was in a panic, frantically searching the campground, looking for the ring of gold. Faith was tempted to accuse Boromir of stealing it, but he seemed obviously worried, searching as desperately as anyone else.

She thought about it logically. If someone had taken it, who? Someone in the camp? Or had someone been following them? No, the latter was not possible. They posted guards every night; they took shifts. Well, everyone except for Faith. No, it had not been stolen.

"Frodo, take off your jacket." She said, for the little Hobbit was right next to her.

"What? Why?"

"Just do it!"

"All right! All right!" He did so, and the Ring on its chain fell to the ground. He shot her a grateful glance, picked it up, and called to the rest of the group, "She found it!"

A hearty round of "Good jobs" and "Nicely done" were awarded to Faith, but the best prize was a firm kiss from Legolas. She didn't stop smiling the whole time they were packing up camp and getting ready to leave.

Rebecca sighed wistfully as she imagined these encounters with Legolas; wished they could be real. If only she could be kissed by Legolas! She closed her eyes and sighed happily as she imagined what that would be like. Her daydreams were interrupted by a shout from the stairs:

"Rebecca! Rebecca! Have you cleaned your room? Your cousins are coming tonight! I'm coming up in an hour, so you'd better get started!"

With a frown Rebecca surveyed her room. Her dresser was cluttered; her desk was worse. There were CDs strewed everywhere, one of her posters was hanging on the wall by a corner, clothes were thrown everywhere, her bed was unmade, and her closet was a complete disaster, not to mention the bathroom. She looked at the new chapter of her story regretfully and debated her options. She could either save it and work on it after her relatives left, or post what little there was of it and have feedback waiting for her once her family was gone. Not surprisingly, she chose the latter.

A/N: Sorry for how short her new chapter is, but I couldn't stand it. It's too soon for a long update. Maybe in a few days, she'll have a REAL chapter written, but for the moment, I can't stand to write a lot of mushy gushy disgusting cliche romance. But, maybe you, too, are glad for a break from it.