A/N: Apologies for the delay in updating! I've been extremely busy, and was planning to do it last weekend, but an essay got in the way. However, it is finally here!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Tolkien created, and I don't own Elvis, or anything written by Shakespeare. In fact I don't own a lot of it. But I do own the plot, and pretty much everything you don't recognise.

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The next few hours proved to be oddly peaceful. Aragorn and Nogm's chatter was only occasionally interrupted by Legolas' attempts to speak through his gag, and they grew to know each other quite well.

However, problems arose when dinner time arrived. Naturally, they had to remove his gag so he could eat, but he would insist on saying everything's name in Latin before he ate it.

Nogm wandered over to where Aragorn sat staring at a leaf.

"Why are you staring at that leaf?"

"I like leaves. Is it against the law to like leaves?! Leaves are fun; they have cool green veiny things!"

She stared in shock at Aragorn. His cheeks coloured and he hung his head.

"Sorry. Legolas being so smart and reciting things is making me tetchy."

"I know, I know." She patted him gently on the head. "But we'll be in Rivendell soon, and we can get him some good Elvis medicine."

Aragorn frowned slightly, "Elvis medicine?"

"That's right, Elvis medicine! MEDICINE FROM THE KING!"

"…I'm the king!"

"But Elvis is so much better…and he can sing."

"But he's dead!"

"He's not! Don't say that! He's working at a chip shop in the grey havens!"

"…Whatever Nogm."

Thankfully, they suddenly realised that, without noticing, they had somehow arrived at Rivendell.

"Gasp!" Cried Nogm, "We're here!"

The sight of Imladris caused Aragorn and the cat to forget their quarrel, and they made their way with a mumbling Legolas to Elrond's private rooms.

They found him in his study…studying something. He stood up as they entered, and his eyebrows rose as he saw the gagged Legolas.

"Erm, Aragorn? Is there any particular reason that you've seen fit to gag Legolas? And…why is there a horse in my study?"

As it happened, Aragorn hadn't noticed that Darwin had followed them up, though he had thought it a little odd that Nogm had been at eye level to him.

"We gagged Legolas because he ate a mushroom."

"I see."

"And it made him really smart."

"That must have been quite scary to begin with, but surely you could get used to it?"

Nogm tugged on the gag, freeing Legolas' mouth. He had been mumbling incoherently for a while now, and finally they could here what he was saying:

"…It was then that I discovered the effulgent gem, which had been secreted from me in a place that none, but he, knew!"

Elrond's jaw dropped in amazement, "You're right. There's definitely something wrong with him."

"Damnation! Is it impossible for you to comprehend that I am the same elf I was this morning? I fear for your wits! I say again, there is nothing wrong with me!"

Ignoring the elf throwing a hissy fit, Nogm looked straight at Elrond, "So, can you cure him?"

"I have some of the best healers in the land, and I'm sure Legolas isn't the first to have eaten this type of mushroom. I expect we can have him back to normal very quickly."

"Yay! Time for Elvis medicine!"

Elrond glanced at Aragorn, "Elvis medicine? Has she eaten something, too?"

Aragorn shook his head tiredly, "No. Don't ask."

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A/N: Extreme apologies for both the lateness and shortness of this chapter. I promise I'll try to do better next time.

My replies…

Dreamality – You can indeed now communicate with the characters. Enjoy :)

freak and proud – I'm sure Legs will be pleased to hear that!

Marisa – Thank you :D Always nice to know I'm appreciated.

Chibi Lauryn – Congratulations, you win the cookie! Well done.

a-muses-inspiration – Nogm hun, what on earth is a coloquintinda??? Hmm…shall I give you a cookie…yes.

Nogm replies…

freak and proud - A hobbit? Like, one of those curly beardless dwarfs? I mean, I've had Elrond call me precious before, but hobbits? That IS an odd thought... ponders

Dreamality - I love you too, Dreamality. And if you ever need a mouser, don't call me. I'm recovering from a serious addiction.

Darwin replies…

freak and proud – Stamp.

Dreamality – Nuzzle.

Aragorn replies…

Dreamality – I know, I know. It's terrible…wait, a fic? That deer said it wasn't a fic…I'm confused…

freak and proud – I used that trick a couple of years back. It was extremely funny. He didn't speak to me for a week…but then he had to, because I'd hidden his shampoo, and if he didn't ask me where it was he'd have never got it back. Happy days.

Legolas replies…

Dreamality – In which case, I assume you are no longer planning on playing that game which involves tying me up? Then, I suppose every cloud has a silver lining. I cannot imagine what all the fuss is over this mushroom…

freak and proud – I am above such things! (checks to see no one's watching) (pulls worse face) Ha!