...Oh heck, I'm feeling nice. Happy B-day Nickel!

Disclaimer: Don't own it . . . Nope . . . Sorry . . .

Note: Mandy's POV

Meeting the Inhabitants of Rivendell

". . . Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty! Ready or not, here comes Culfinien!" I raced down one corridor and sprinted down the next. We'd changed the rules, so that you stayed put until you were found 'cause we kept getting lost, but that wasn't much help.

Out of my list of things to do, we'd done a fair few. Elladan was a complete nerd (like Elrond), and Elrohir was as mischievous as us, so we played pranks on each other. The twins loved the whoopee cushions. We annoyed Elrond with the cushions and the twins had helped as well. We had already announced Merry, Pippin, Sam, Aragorn, Gimli and his crew. The Hobbits thought it was hilarious, but Aragorn looked ready to kill. We decided to skip torturing Arwen with lots of sappy, lovesick puppy songs.

Suddenly, a trumpet sounded through the halls of Imladris. I blew two short blasts on a whistle, which had always been on my book bag but was now around my neck, signaling a pause in the game so that we could announce the newcomers.

After glancing at a map on the wall, I raced down a corridor and, to my delight, found myself at the balcony to scream my hello. I leaned over the balcony, straining my elven eyes to see who was coming, but the Imladris gate was in the way. Suddenly, I heard footsteps, giggling and panting. I took a step to my right as Allie and Nicole ran into the balcony, breathless.

"Who's here?" Nicole gasped, giggling.

"Don't know," I replied as the gate began to open, "but we're about to find out!" Some Elf rode through the gate.

"Ooooh . . . I think I know who this is gonna be!" Allie snickered, glancing at me. My jaw dropped as a second Elf rode through.

"It's LEGOLAS!" I squealed, hopping up and down. Suddenly, Legolas looked at me, an eyebrow raised. I ducked but waved happily.

"And now, Barbie has entered Imladris!" Nicole announced. I stood back up and hit her upside the head.

"Don't call him that!" I snapped, but Nicole grabbed my arm and twisted it. "Ow!"

"I can, and I will," she retorted.

"Would you two stop it?" Allie begged, leaning against the railing.

"Only if she does!" I yelped, pointing at Nicole wildly who gasped.

"Finger!" she squealed, reaching out to grab it.

"No!" I snapped, kicking Nicole. We were attracting a lot of stares. I waved to the Elves energetically. Some waved back, including Legolas, but I think they were drunk, with the exception of Legolas who had a very large lump on the back of his head (Allie was looking all too innocent – she was whistling). I waved back at the Elves before skipping back down the hall. Poor Nicole and Allie. They were wearing dresses, which aren't much help when you want to skip, but that didn't stop them.

"Now, where to?" Allie asked jogging slightly behind me.

"Our room," I replied. "It's almost dinnertime, the long Council and I'm tired of skipping.

"Then walk!" Nicole yelled.

"Shut up, Nickel!" I yelled. "I need to keep up my insanity level!" I skipped higher and scraped my head on the ceiling. "Ow, that hurt!"

"Hey, is it just me, or do I seem taller?" Allie stood up straight.

"No, not really. Hey! I can touch the ceiling without jumping!" Nicole touched the ceiling. "Awww, Elvish ceilings are really low. That's crummy architecture, for you."

"You could always do that," I pouted.

"Huh?" A very blonde Elf popped up.

"You three are needed by Lord Elrond."

"Yo!"

"Boo!" The Elf ran away, frightened.

"Awww, sexy Elf ran away!" Nicole pouted.

"Back to our original idea . . ." Allie leapt up and touched the ceiling. "I think I'm taller."

"Yeah . . . Aren't Elves, like, six feet tall?"

"Idiot!" Nicole fake-slapped me. "Where, in literature, does it say that? Do you assume that because 'Santa-Elves' are really short, that 'Tolkien-Elves' are really tall?" I frowned, straining my mind toit's deep, dark corners...or I just frowned and stared, my brain generating, "...uh..."

"I forget where it was!" I whined, but visibly brightened. "Dude! That random Elf; I was as tall as him!"

"No. You were shorter," Nicole replied.

"By how much?"

"Actually, not by much," Allie trailed off. "By the way, where are we meeting Elrond?"

"Probably his sitting room." Nicole glared at a stolen map. "Or down this twisty-twisty corner in his office. Let's go!"

We ran down several twisty-twisty hallways, pausing occasionally to look at maps, before we stumbled into a room, literally falling into a heap on the floor.

"You're late!" A deep voice made us look up, giggling breathlessly.

"Got lost!" Nicole laughed as she untangled herself from Allie and me. Allie rolled onto her back, panting, as I pushed her off of me and stood, pulling my tunic down to straighten it. Elrond glared at me.

"Fine." I think he was recalling the whoopee cushions. "Please sit."

"Don't mind if I do." I leapt into the air and landed on a fuzzy couch. Allie sat down next to me. Nicole decided to jump up and down and up and down and up and down– "Nickel, stop it!" I yelled as something exploded in the distance. Merry and Pippin's voices screamed in the distance,

"Do it again! Do it again!"

"Is she okay?' Elrond asked nervously motioning in Nicole's direction.

"Physically: yes. Mentally: no one knows," I replied dismissively,watching Nicole. "Nickel, something shiny!"

"Where!" Nicole squealed, stopping momentarily. I pointed out the door, and she raced outside.

"Now, where were we?" I stretched and leaned forward, placing my elbows on my knees before staring expectantly at Elrond. He shifted uncomfortably.

"As Lord of Imladris, I need to know who you are and why you are here."

"Why?" Allie asked, scratching her head.

"Because you may be here for something important." Allie nodded slowly as I slumped back, thinking.

"Would you give us a moment?" I asked, leaping to my feet. I grabbed Allie and pulled her out of the room without waiting for an answer. I slammed the door behind us and began to pace. "I think he's talking about the council..."

"And I wanna go to the Council," Allie stated as I paused in my pacing.

"Same here, but . . . where's Nicole when you need her?"

"I'm here!" Allie and I turned to Nicole, who was fuming. "I didn't find the shiny. Hmmph."

"That's too bad, but listen. Is there a group of Elves who don't love in Imladris, Lothlorien, Mirkwood, or the Grey Havens?" Nicole frowned.

"Yeah . . . nnnno," she replied, then, snapping to attention, "We are the Iroquois Nation!" she shouted, scaring a passing Elf.

"Isn't that a group of Indians?" I inquired.

"Yeah, but it sounds kinda impressive!"

"Thanks, Nickel," I muttered, while slowly forming a plan in my mind. "The shiny went outside."

"Whoo hoo!" she squealed before racing outside. Allie and I rolled our eyes at each other before re-entering the room.

"Elrond, we have decided to make you confidante of this privileged information," I announced formally before Allie jabbed me in the ribs. "Ow! I mean, we're . . ."

Allie groaned out loud and snapped to attention, as opposed to groaning in loud, "We are the Iroquois Nation!'

"Yeah, and I'm a piranha from the Amazon!" I stated sarcastically, but Elrond looked as though I had stated a well-known fact. "Any other questions?"

"Yes . . . no . . . yes . . . no . . . yeeeaaaahhh . . . nnnnno."

"Okay, then, we're outta here!" Allie and I sprinted to our room and collapsed on the couches.

"That was fun!" Allie giggled.

"Yeah . . ." We ended up pigging out on food from the pantry. Fun. We were starting on some chocolate-like thingy when Nicole burst in.

"Oh, my . . ." Allie burst out in laughter and I ducked under the table, laughing. Nicole had twigs and leaves in her hair, and her dress was torn in several places. But she was triumphantly holding a shiny.

"I found a ring!" Nicole said proudly. I emerged from under the table as Allie crossed over to Nicole.

"I think this is Elr–"

"Who stole my Ring! One of those Iro–whatever–girls, no doubt! Where are they!" We looked at each other.

"Night!" we called in unison as we raced into our separate rooms; Nicole and Allie sharing a room for the night.


Hope y'all liked it . . . Still the Editor . . . I happen to be home b/c I'm sick . . . So y'all will have a lot posted . . .

Yeah yeah...that's what she thought until I put in the chapter she forgot. Anyway, R&R please!

Oh, happy b-day AGAIN Nickel! (I hope that makes up for not letting you edit these last two times...)