Disclaimer: I don't own Legolas, Minas Tirith or any other LOTR person, place, thing, or idea that is used within the body of this fic. This was written for fun, and to blow off doing AP Lit work. It's not meant to be considered a serious Fanfic. Note the category of parody. Everything except the troop of 'fangirls' belongs to the estate of JRR Tolkien.

When Fangirls Attack!

Part Three: Accidents AKA Why it is never a good idea to bring a fangirl into their fandom

Monique laughed. This 'documentary' was insane. She'd always known Sam to be an obsessive freak about any movie she liked, but this went beyond everything.

"What is it Mo?" Samantha queried.

"You're nuts. How did you rope all the girls into helping you make this?"

"I'll explain later. Just keep watching."

The camera was just emerging from the wormhole as Sierra walked through it. Samantha looked at Sierra pointedly.

"See! I wasn't lying. And I'm not crazy."

Sierra snorted at that. "Yes, you are. You just aren't as crazy as I thought."

"Well, gee, thanks."

"You're welcome."

"So what do you guys want to do?"

Emily spoke up. "I'd like to know where I am."

"We're in Minas Tirith, after the War of the Ring."

Sierra got an evil look in her eye. "Do you think Legolas is around?"

"I dunno. Why?"

"Let's get video footage of him."

Erin and Emily just rolled their eyes as Samantha stared at Sierra. "He'd hear us. He's got those super elf ears and all."

"So we can't even try? What's the worst that could happen? We have to run like bats out of hell to get back here?"

Samantha said nothing for a moment. Then she sighed and nodded to Sierra. "Fine, let's go."

Samantha motioned for Sierra to give her the camera. As Sierra handed it over, the picture shook and gave a lovely view of what would have been Minas Tirith during an earthquake.

"Just be quiet and careful, and we should be alright."

The four girls headed off with Samantha in the back of the group. The image of the three girls ahead of Samantha creeping along in Minas Tirith reminded Monique of Elmer Fudd. Suddenly the screen went black for a second or two. Apparently Samantha had turned it off during their hunt. After the color came back to the screen, Monique saw a head of hair that didn't belong to Erin or Sierra. She poked Samantha.

"Who is that?"

"You'll see."

Monique turned her attention back to the TV screen. Sierra, Samantha, and Erin were all dragging a body back towards the wormhole. Emily was apparently filming this part.

"I didn't think we'd find him." Samantha admitted.

"So why did we go looking?" Erin asked irately.

"Because Sierra would have griped if we didn't."

"And why are we dragging the body of an unconscious Legolas back to the wormhole?"

"Because he's too heavy for me to carry alone!" Sierra whispered viciously.

"What are we going to do with him?" Emily asked from behind the camera.

"I don't know yet." Sierra said. "Keep him in a shrine for hero worship, maybe?"

"I don't know why I'm friends with you, Sierra." Samantha muttered.

"Because you love me in a platonic way."

"Good point."

"We're almost there, guys." Emily said.

The remainder of the short trip was made in silence until they made it back through the wormhole. When they got through, Samantha, Sierra, and Erin all collapsed on the floor. Sierra was the first to rise, she left the view of the camera and returned with rope. Samantha looked at Sierra questioningly.

"So he won't escape." Sierra explained.

Samantha sighed, got up and fiddled with the wormhole creator so that the wormhole disappeared. "Where is he going to go?" Samantha asked.

"I dunno, but I'd rather be safe than sorry."

"Just make sure to get him out of here."