I should post more on holidays - reveiws come must faster. I posted last night, and woke up to find six new reveiws, though three waere from the same person, but she always does that.

Happy Holidays!

Reveiwers:

Remember To Feel Real: how did you know?

Gina:I was being depressed

Meagan: yes you can go to MNP But I wasn't in Rohan. you and Gina are in the sequel anyways

Queen Isanzadi: it's amazing what holiday posting does!

CONGRATULATIONS To Crystal Dragon Claw for guessing Pastrami's Identity, though unfourtunatly, she hasn't reveiwed since . . .

and congrats to Remember To Feel Real for figuring it out as well (Someone who actually continues to rewiew. Yay!)

Chapter 11

Pastrami

In which we learn the truth about sugar and Nickel.

Kelsey's PoV

"Where's Nickel?" Mandy asked me.

"I don't know!" I snapped, "I'm a little busy, in case you haven't noticed!"

"Waiting for Haldir?"

"If you want to know so badly, yes, I am. You can see the escort in the distance."

"Haldir brought himself an escort?"

"No, Mandy, the escort is for Arwen."

"Oh." Mandy stared off into the distance, "I'll wait with you. I need to get my revenge on Elrohir."

Kelsey gave me a worried look, but contented herself with straining her eyes toward Haldir's direction. And I thought I got lovesick.

Mandy's PoV

I watched, Kelsey by my side, as Arwen and Aragorn got married. Finally. According to Nickel – who had disappeared – they'd been in love, waiting to get married – somewhere around forty years. That was just sad.

Kelsey was crying happily, "oh, Ada's so happy! I . . . oh . . ." She sighed, wiping away a tear, "Hey, who's that elf?"

"What elf?"

"That blonde one coming over here? Do you think he's Erestor? He was with Arwen's Escort."

I saw the elf, "No, Erestor looks more like Johnny Depp – I met him in Rivendell." I added defensively.

"Then who is he?" Kelsey asked.

"Glorfindel." Nickel said, making us jump.

"Where have you been?" Kelsey asked.

"Right here. Oh no! Hide me, Kelsey!" Nicole ducked behind us.

Kelsey turned to look at her, "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" she squeaked, "Just hide me!"

The elf was way closer.

"Nickel, maybe you should run." I suggested.

She gave me a look that clearly said, "Don't be stupid" and glanced at the elf, shaking her head empathetically at him, "Shoot!" She tried to duck out of the crowd, but was too late. He was upon us.

"Why didn't someone say you were still alive!" he grabbed her shoulders, "Elladan refused to say a single thing!" He kissed her hard on the mouth.

Kelsey and I gaped, "Nickel?" we asked.

She broke away and glared at him, "I haven't told them yet, Pastrami!"

"Told us what?" Kelsey asked angrily.

"Pastrami?" I asked at the same time.

"Glorfindel, deli, pastrami comes in delies." Nickel said dismissively and began to edge away from Kelsey.

"Explain." Kelsey ground out.

"Er . . . do I have to?"

"YES!" We yelled.

"Er . . . well – don't kill me – Pastrami, can't you tell them?"

"You said you wanted to." He said doubtfully.

"Yeah, but that was before you decided to-"

"Alright!" He looked a bit guilty, "I saw Nicole just before the council. Elrond had sent me to tell the lady elves that he wished to see them."

"Oh my . . ." Comprehension dawned on me, "I knew I'd seen you before!"

"When was this?' Kelsey asked.

"When Elrond asked us if we were in Rivendell for something important. He sent Pastrami here to tell us to see him!"

"So how did you meet Nickel?" Kelsey asked Glorfindel.

"That same night, I saw her running around in circles looking for something outside."

"And . . ."

"I helped her find . . . the shiny – it was Elrond's ring, but he got it back in the end. We all find it rather entertaining when Elladan and Elrohir hide it places. No one expected one of you would find it, but that was how we met, and then after the council over the two months until you left, we got to know each other better whenever Nickel could sneak away. Just before you left, I asked her to stay with me forever."

"WHAT!" Kelsey and I screamed.

"You're getting married?" I asked, excited.

"You didn't tell us?" Kelsey laughed.

We would have babbled on, but Glorfindel poked us into silence.

"Hey!" I yelled, 'How'd you teach your elf to poke people? Legolas hasn't managed it."

Nickel grinned evilly, "Easy." She poked Glorfindel so he yelped.

"Nickel got all weird and . . . wandered off. I didn't see her again until just now – I was called over to the stables because someone had said there was a fire, but the person was gone."

Kelsey shifted her weight nervously.

"Oh my . . ." More comprehension dawned on my face, "I though she'd just found some sugar."

"So let me get this straight," Kelsey regained her composure, "You met Nickel that night before the council and somehow fell in love with her, asked her to marry you, and she started staring into space and twitching."

"That sounds about right." Glorfindel stared at the sky, "But she was also muttering something about . . . well I don't know what she was saying."

"Ce qui m'aime, c'est mon grille pain!" Nickel sighed.

"That was what she said!" Glorfindel exclaimed.

"Oh," I swung my hand around her head, "She says that all the time."

Kelsey and Glorfindel looked at me expectantly.

"I have no idea what it means."

"It means: my toaster loves me most." Nickel interjected.

"But your toaster-"

"Hush, Kelsey."

From Chapter Four of Fellowship of the Freaks (And I quote):

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.

Well now ya'all know who my dearest, and most belovedest elf is! Of course, if you see me just about everyday, you already know, and may have met him. He's so sweet, arn't you, Mon cheri!

I will be posting a one shot with dear old Pastrami and me - do you remember the Thanksgiving Turkey incident?

-Nickel