Summary – No one can decided which way to go
Summary – No one can decided which way to go.
Where are my Marbles?
It was raining.
It was raining heavily.
It was raining cats and dogs.
It was raining toads and frogs.
It was raining sticks and rocks.
And within all of this odd foliage, three of the fellowship where arguing over which way to get to Mount Cadaras. They had stopped for the night but could not build a fire because of all the rain. If they had a nice roaring fire and a nice hot dinner, Boromir was sure that the three wouldn't be arguing.
"That wasn't what the map said!" Legolas insisted.
"I am sure Ada meant to take the southern rout," Aragorn returned.
"No, no, we shall follow in the foot steps of my cousin Bolin!" Gimli said with a grin.
"We don't care about you cousin!" Legolas rolled his eyes.
"Elf! I don't care for you!"
"And I don't care for Dwarfs in general!" Legolas replied.
"And I don't care for the both of you at the moment!" Aragorn put in.
"And I don't care for a dirty old man!" Legolas returned.
"Dirty!?" Aragorn yelled looking quite perturbed.
"Ha, he has you there lady!" Gimli laughed.
After a few moments, Legolas agreed, "Indeed, Master Dwarf!"
"Oh, fine, be that way, Prissy elf and scraggly dwarf, that's what the two of you are!" Aragorn said before he took the map and folded it up.
"We'll keep going as we are," he said before turning away.
"By the way, Legolas, why don't you see if Master Gimli has a cousin he could hook you up with, after all, you seem to love the beard-thing!" Aragorn said with a smile.
With a roar of mock-rage (well, to the hobbits, that's what it sounded like) Legolas jumped towards Aragorn, who took off in a split second before the Elf could land on top of him.
"Mr. Frodo, have you seen their marbles around?" Sam asked his best friend. Frodo laughed and took out two bags of marbles, one bag was red and the other one was blue.
"I didn't think a children's toy could do this tow a grown elf and man," Frodo laughed. Boromir shook his head at the Hobbit, apparently, taking their marbles was all it took to get them to act like children. He took the bags and held them up for Legolas and Aragorn to see.
"Play for keeps, anyone?" he asked loudly.
Aragorn and Legolas froze in their mud wrestling game and glared at him.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Legolas asked.
"I think so, Truce?" Aragorn held out his hand.
"Truce," Legolas agreed.
In the next moment, they had Boromir on the ground and they were all fighting over the marbles.
The end
a/n – Okay, so this isn't very good. But I tried.