A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in AGES! I also just saw that I'm on the C2 for the worst LotR fanfics in history… my life goal is now complete!

midnight star fire day: I'm actually not sure that he is… maybe he's not… oh crud! Oh well…

Macabre Love: thanks! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. I hope you're still going to read this, even though it's been ages.

Bye Bye Arwen!

Arwen, Gimli, and Aragorn were all sitting in Arwen's room. None of the men seemed to be able to speak, but Arwen was livid. Gimli was silently attempting, and failing, to stifle his laughter.

"I'm Leaving!" Arwen announced

Gimli stopped laughing long enough to say "don't forget to write!" then he was back on the floor rolling around, clutching his stomach. Aragorn looked daggers at the dwarf and put his arm around his Fiancé.

"You're such a sick minded dwarf!" Arwen exclaimed jumping up

"That's not very nice!" Gimli stopped laughing but then got a look on his face, which said all to clearly 'CHEESE!' and then said "you should be kind to your elders!"

"YOU ARE SOOOOO NOT MY ELDER!" Screamed Arwen and she stormed out

"She's right isn't she?' Gimli had time to say before Arwen popped her head through the door again.

"Where's Legolas?" she asked

"In his room. I think he's crying." Aragorn said still glaring at Gimli. Arwen exited and knocked on Legolas's door.

"Legolas? Can I come in?" Without waiting for an answer she opened his door.

"Wait." Legolas said, "I don't get it! What is the point of asking if you're just going to come in anyway? What in the name of pantyhose is the point?"

"Pantyhose?" Arwen asked ironically "no one wears pantyhose. Those are for the future people. Not us… and especially not you!"

"Whatever… where were we? Oh yes" A little light bulb appeared above his head but, sadly, no one noticed. "No, I'm not okay!"

He started fake crying but, mistaking it for real crying, Arwen patted him on the shoulder and asked "why?"

"Aragorn's mad at me!"

"Is that all? I'm sure you'll make up, but I'm leaving and never coming back so, ciao!"

"It's not all! Gimli's mad at me too!"

"Um… ok then. That's good for him… you know, he's someone who might wear pantyhose… you should give his some for his birthday!" Legolas began bawling even harder "that's not all, is it?"

"No, I want some Ale…"

"You appalling twit! You're starting to sound like Gimli!"

"Please?"

"Oh, all right!" She said, ringing the bell for ale "Gandalf is going to kill me, though."

As soon as the bell rang you could hear, even on the other side of the castle, Gandalf's distinct roar "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU. ARWEN!"

A/N: once again, I'm sorry that I haven't updated in ages, and I hope I still have some readers out there! Please review, even though I don't deserve it.