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Chapter 3 – Fashion, put it all on me!

We had finally arrived to the throne room. To be honest, deep inside, I was feeling excited about all of this. I had many dreams of being in Middle-Earth during my sleep and now, suddenly, everything seemed to be true. But I was also scared. Being in Middle-Earth out of nothing isn't as easy as many people in the real world seem to think. First thing you realize, once you get here is that everyone sees you as something "dangerous", "weird", "not normal", between other things.

First thing I noticed when I entered the room was… well, Thranduil himself. It wasn't hard to notice the king, as he sat, on his throne, resting on one of the sides of the chair, legs crossed, majestic attitude, and a cocky smile on that vanished as quickly as it showed up on his lips. He was wearing a long silver robe, silver boots, and his weird branch crown, decorated with red leaves. His hands were decorated with big rings, just like in the movies.

I swallowed and kept on staring at the king, who had now stood up and was starting to come down the stairs that separate his throne from the rest of the division. I couldn't help but wonder if he wouldn't get really bored sitting there the whole day, for years. Inês was facing the floor, Sofia was examining the room and Bernardo was staring at the king, like me.

I felt his eyes traveling between us, and our clothes, once again. Geez, I never thought that a bikini and a short dress could get so much attention.

Legolas started talking in elvish to his father, and I wished I could get some subtitles like in the movies. Then, Legolas left and Thranduil stared at the four of us. I decided it would be a good idea to be polite.

"King Thranduil" I said, slightly bowing my head, and I noticed my friends did the same.

He was now around one meter away from the four of us.

"Where did you come from?" He asked, not showing any hint of emotion on his low voice.

"Portugal" Sofia answered.

"And where is Portugal? There is no land or realm with such name"

"We came from the future" I said, with a little smile, that didn't go unnoticed by the king.

"Oh, really?" he asked, his cold blue eyes turning to me.

"Yes, like, we came here thanks to a time-machine accident" I said, trying to be strong enough not to avoid his intense gaze.

He chuckled slightly and I had to admit it annoyed me a little bit.

"A time-machine? My son told me you four had a machine with you and were together with dwarves. Thirteen dwarves."

"That's true" Bernardo said "But please, we know you dislike the dwarves, but they aren't bad people, they're just trying to reclaim a homeland"

Thranduil's eyes moved to the only boy of my friends group.

"What?! I should have known" Thranduil replied, in a cold voice, but you could notice a bit of annoyance and perplexity.

"Yes, they did nothing wrong!" Inês supported Bernardo's point of view.

"How do you know? You know nothing of the world" the king answered "What can someone from the future know? Nothing"

"We've seen the movies" Sofia said.

"What is a 'movie'?"

"Well, it's some kind of vision, and these movies told us of the stories of this world" she tried to explain.

"That doesn't explain why you are in my realm"

"It was an accident, I already told you" I suddenly said, raising my voice a bit, which Thranduil seemed to have disliked.

"Don't raise your voice" he said, his majestic eyebrows frowning slightly "I am still the king here, and you owe me your respect"

"If you don't do anything disrespectful to me or my friends, you deserve my respect" I said, knowing that probably I was pulling the rope way too much and would end up in a cell.

He glared at me, before continuing.

"You will become a lonely king, hated by your people, if you keep on being like that" I spat at him, as I couldn't help myself from being quiet and respect him.

"Well, there's nothing more you can tell me for now" Thranduil announced "If you decide to respect me, and tell me something that's not futile like all the useless things you just told me, ask one of the guards to take you back here, I don't have time to waste with useless people, and I am patient to wait till one of you decides to cooperate."

I looked at him, as he walked back to his throne, calling the guards in the way. The guards came to us and took us to the cell. I saw Tauriel and Kili talking on the way. I was pulled into the cell where Thorin was. Sofia was put in Balin's cell, Inês on Kili's and Bernardo's on Ori's.

I sat on the other side of the cell, facing the dwarf. He didn't stay there for long, because the guard came back to the cell, in order to get him and take him to the king.

I closed my eyes for a bit as I laid there, against the wall made of cold stone. I tried to organize my thoughts about that day. First, I was at the beach, then I died at a car crash, but I didn't really die, because I came back to life in Middle-Earth. And I met Thorin's company, met Legolas, Thranduil, Tauriel. I had a really big crush on Legolas, back when I thought he was just a fictional character. Meeting the real thing was sort of a shock to me. I lost my train of thought when I started listening to Sofia's conversation with Balin, on the cell next to mine.

"You really came from the future?" He asked.

"Yes, well, sort of" she replied.

He had a gentle look on his eyes, while he listened carefully to everything she told him. He seemed quite wise for a dwarf.

"Tell me" he asked.

"So, we had that machine you saw, remember?"

He nodded.

"Well, it is called a car, where I came from. Where I lived, there were lots or cars and we were driving our own, when we were going to the cinema, after a beach afternoon, and another car crashed on our own and we died and when we woke up, we were here, lost in the middle of Mirkwood with a car"

Balin looked confused.

"What is a cinema? And a beach?"

I noticed that the dwarves in the other cells closer to Sofia and Balin's cell were listening to their conversation, like I was. All except Kili and Inês, that seemed to be having a good time between themselves, talking in their own cell. I felt happy for her.

"A cinema is where we see those movie things, like, visions." She explained, gesturing with her hands, meanwhile "A beach is a place near the sea, full of sand, where people go to enjoy the sun and the sea water. This is why we are wearing this kind of clothes. People took these sort of clothes to the beach because it's comfortable"

Before Balin could ask anything else, the guard got back, escorting Thorin. Then, he opened the door of the cell I was in, and threw the dwarf inside, not showing any mercy or gentleness.

"Did he offer a deal?" Balin asked Thorin, when the guard left.

"Yes, but I told him to" Thorin said, but I didn't understand the last part of his sentence. I just understood that it could be some sort of insult because Balin made a desperate and annoyed face.

"A deal was our only chance" The white haired dwarf said, before sitting back down, and resuming the chat with Sofia.

I decided to explain Thorin what really happened. At first, he was reluctant to listen to me, but then, he ended up listening to my whole story, and seemed to slightly believe it, when I finished.

"Bilbo will come rescue us" I assured Thorin, when he got quiet and distracted. His eyes fell on me again.

"How do you know?" He asked.

"You will have to trust me" I said, with a little smile. Then, I instinctively took my hand to my hair and I felt something that gave me a little idea. Hairclips.

"I have an idea" I told Thorin "I might get us out of here"

He looked up at me, incredulous.

"How?" the dwarf muttered.

I showed him my hairclip.

"Trust me" I said, and then went to the cell door, calling Inês and Sofia out.

"Girls!" I called, and they both turned to me "Do you have hairclips?"

Inês's eyes lit up, as she nodded and got a hairclip. Sofia did the same. Thank god we had hairclips with us. I sat in front of the keyhole and started trying to open the door of the cell. Thirty minutes had passed and I hadn't succeeded yet, and Inês and Sofia seemed to be having trouble too. Just I was about to give up, I heard a click. Sofia managed to unlock her cell door. A few minutes later, Inês succeeded too. I tried a bit longer and finally the door gave in, and unlocked itself.

"Wait for Bilbo here, Thorin" I asked "I'll go try to find a way out"

Thorin sighed, and Sofia told him to stay there while she unlocked the other dwarves and Bernardo, along with Inês.

I quickly went up the stairs, listening music coming from somewhere above, on the realm. I tried to remember the movie. Yes, Feast of Starlight. It was happening that night. The elves were distracted. I walked around for a while, not seeing anyone, and I noticed the music was getting louder as I kept walking. I saw the stairs to the wine cellar and hid behind a pillar as an elf come out of the division, carrying a wine barrel. I decided to follow him for a bit, and when I noticed he went to the party place, I decided to turn back, which wasn't the cleverest idea. I bumped into someone quite a lot taller than me, with long blonde hair, and a silver robe. "Thranduil" I thought to myself, as I tried to escape. I felt a hand grabbing my wrist, holding it with a firm grip, and pulling me closer to the person.

He didn't say anything, and just pulled me along with him to an empty division.

"How did you escape?" he asked, in a cold, deep voice, yet his facial expression didn't really match his voice. He had a cocky smile dancing on his lips.

"Future stuff" I answered, looking up at him, imitating his cocky smile.

He pushed me against the wall as he forced one of his hands on the wall, right beside my head.

"Don't 'future stuff' me" he said.

"I'm not 'future stuffing' you."

"What do you know about me, or my stories?" He asked, suddenly, moving a few centimeters closer.

"You will join the Battle of the Five Armies" I told him "And your son, Legolas, is joining the war of the Ring, in sixty years"

He looked at me, suspiciously, when I mentioned those two events. And then, he raised his head a bit, trying to look as majestic as possible, before continuing.

"Well, I am patient to see if what you say is true or not"

I could say his cheeks were slightly red, and I tried to get away, but before I could move, I felt his head landing on my shoulder, and his crown brushed against my face.

"Ugh, heavy" I thought, while I tapped his shoulder, trying to wake him up "Did he really fell asleep on me?"

I remembered he liked wine quite a lot, and today he was hosting a feast, so he probably had drank quite a while before catching me. I hoped that he didn't remember the happenings in the morning, as he seemed to be asleep in my shoulder. I carefully tried to remove him from my shoulder, and I notice he seemed to be peacefully asleep.

"Gosh, you're so heavy" I whispered, as I tried to carry him out of the division and try to find his chambers.

As I walked in the corridors of the realm, I noticed an elf staring at me, as I carried the king around by his feet, because he was way too heavy to carry him on my back. I decided to call him out. He approached us, looking scandalized.

"What did you do to the king?!" The elf asked, but he seemed to be quite happy thanks to the alcohol as well.

"He fell asleep" I explained "Can you lead me to his chambers, please?"

He looked at me for a few seconds and remained quiet, then smiled slightly and nodded.

"I'll give you this as a thank you" I said, while I got one of my hairclips out of my hair "It's a key to every door"

The elf looked confused, as I grabbed his hand and gave him the hairclip. He thanked me, fascinated with his new toy and then guided me to Thranduil's chambers. I got inside, still pulling the king by his feet and with a huge effort, I pushed him to the top of his bed. The elf was still observing the scene.

"Keep quiet about this" I asked, and the elf nodded, leaving the room happily, while fiddling with his fingers, around the hairclip I gave him.

I stared at the king and wished I had a pen with me to draw him a mustache. I would pay to see his face if he woke up with a mustache drawn on his face. I pulled his bed sheets to his neck, while wondering why I was even doing that. Then, I turned around, and quietly left the room, just to find someone on the other side of the door.

"Bilbo?!" I exclaimed as I spotted the hobbit.

A/N: So, I left you guys with a little cliffhanger! I hope you don't hate me for that! I only hope it makes you look forward to the next chapter, eheh! I also wonder which character from me/my friends you like the most! Let me know on review? Also, I wasn't going to make Thranduil fall asleep on her, but then I thought it would be quite funny, and they were drunk, so it was fine, in my opinion! Also, I'm open for suggestions and constructive criticism! Don't forget to review! And please look forward to the next chapter! Lots and lots of stuff is going to happen!

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