"Ah good! Thanduriel must have sent you to help us on our quest, splendid! Things will go much smoother with Legolas accompanying us, the prized fighter of Mirkwood, also the son of the king." Gandalf smiled, happy to have more assistance. He was making a very big assumption here, having been preoccupied when the rough housing elves had disrupted the camp. He looked down at the elves, patiently waiting for the female to stop her horseplay and let up Legolas.
Tauriel and Legolas glanced at each other wearily, a silent truce happening between them momentarily as she withdrew her blade and nimbly hopped off the blond male. Legolas quickly stood, looking at Gandalf stonily as he verbally, though somewhat hollowly, agreed that they'd been sent to help the group of dwarfs.
"Alright, well then, shall we be off?" The wizard looked about everyone, his glances making dwarfs shuffle off and finish packing up the camp.
Thorin Oakenshield was ominously quiet, eying the elves like a wart that needed urgent removal. Bilbo tugged on the dwarf king's sleeve, meaning to get his attention so that Kili could have a moment with his lady friend.
Reluctantly Thorin allowed his hobbit to lead him off towards their previous errand, rolling up beds and reloading packs.
Gandalf was now busily conversing with the very disinterested Legolas, while Tauriel was pulled off privately by her dwarf companion. Kili, once out of anyone's sight, hugged her to him happily, before pulling back and asking her why she had brought along her blond friend.
"I didn't bring him, Kili. He followed me here. I'm thankful he went along with the wizards assumption, I don't wish to truly harm him. Yet he's insistent that I come back to Mirkwood with him." She groaned to her boyfriend, extremely annoyed with Legolas and his attitude.
"I won't let him take you back, he'll have to kill me first." Kili proudly puffed out his chest, trying to put on a dashing display for his lady.
"Don't think he wouldn't, Kili. He saw us last night, and was not pleased at all with our open fondness for one another. I had to escape his first capture attempt by grossing him out with information about our private moments..."
"Tauriel, you didn't!" The dwarf blushed, looking over in the direction of the blond elf, noticing that the guy was also trying to look at them as well!
"What we do is private, now he's going to look at me very strangely during this whole trip, I just know it!" The dwarf complained, his lady chuckled at the dwarfs silly behavior.
"You should have seen how he reacted when I mentioned the hair you cover up, he started retching! It was very amusing." She informed her lightly frowning lover.
"You told him about my pubes? Really Tauriel! Now I'm going to blush every time he looks at me so!" Kili joked, making his maiden laugh.
"I'm sure he's bound to look at you rudely this entire journey, nothing can help that now." She sighed a bit tiredly, wishing the blond hadn't followed her at all.
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Gandalf noticed the elf looking off into the direction of his female counterpart, the one who was with Kili at the moment. Their combined chuckling could be heard as the wizard looked towards them, and then back to Legolas, "It appears that ship has sailed, Legolas. Should have wooed that one before she got a taste for dwarf, eh?" His words brought forth a dark look from the blond, making the wizard cough awkwardly, embarrassed.
"Any who, since we are short on our number of ponies, you'll have to ride double with someone. Since I've noticed your dislike of dwarfs, you're welcome to ride along with me. My pony may be short, but he's a strong little devil." Gandalf commented, receiving no words from the still moody faced elf.
Thorin had overheard Gandalf speaking with the male elf, noticing that the blond was staring off towards the female of his race with concern and worry. This gave the dwarf an idea, a plan that might benefit both parties.
"Bilbo, I'm going to have a talk with that elf." Thorin informed his watchful hobbit.
"Now Thorin, don't start anything. Kili needs a moment with her."
"No, not that one! The other elf." He hissed at his companion, annoyed with Bilbo's instant Mother Hen attitude towards his nephew.
"Oh." Bilbo was surprised and a bit relieved at this information. "Alright then." He conceded, agreeably letting the dwarf march off to speak with the blond elf.
"Gandalf, I'd like a word with our new traveling companion." Thorin spoke authoritatively towards the wizard, wanting some privacy with the blond.
"Ah, of course." The gray headed fellow smiled before wandering away, probably to go boss around some dwarfs that weren't packing fast enough to his liking.
"It's easy to tell that you've got feelings towards that female over there." Thorin nodded in the direction of his nephew and the she-elf.
"It would also seem my nephew has feelings for her as well. But I see a positive solution to your problem, it coincides with my own. Neither one of us wishes for my nephew to be with her." He quietly informed the skeptical looking elf.
"I think it is for the best that when we do part ways, she goes willingly with you, and not with my nephew." Thorin paused, gazing about discreetly just in case the hobbit was trying to listen in.
"You need to woo her, an act that doesn't seem to come easy for you. But I will provide assistance, while I make my nephew do odd errands, keeping them apart as long as possible, you make your move and try sweet talking the lass." Thorin spoke his idea, the elf had a distant, yet thoughtful look about his face. "This is going to be a long enough journey that surly you can win her over within that amount of time." He watched as the blond made a small nod of his head, a positive sign.
"So what do you say, shall we work together towards the same goal? Or trip over each other by not cooperating with one another? The choice is yours." He waited, searching for any significant sign from the elf.
"It seems we are on the same side, so I accept your truce." He spoke after a long moment of thinking.
"A truce then." Thorin nodded, turning his head towards the direction of his kin.
"Kili! Are you packing or do I have to send Bilbo in to nit pick your terrible work ethic?"
"Nooo!" Kili called, shuffling sounds informed the king that his young kin was becoming busy with work instead of busily talking with the elf lass.
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Legolas felt ridiculous riding double with the wizard. Gandalf already took up much of the animals back, his long, toothpick like legs bent weirdly so that his feet wouldn't drag along the ground. Legolas's own legs were positioned funny, in his attempt to keep them out of the dirt. His hands clasped the wizards belt, unhappily hanging onto the smelly old geezer.
His face felt like it would forever frown as they trudged onward, his frown only deepening when the pony holding Tauriel and her dwarf, would trot by. Why did she have to ride so closely with the young dwarf?! Why not put her on a mount with some other dwarf that didn't have a crush on her? He'd have to bring that up to the kingly dwarf, the next time they spoke.
It had surprised him at first, the leader of this group wanting to help with Legolas's problem. Then again, no sensible dwarf would agree to such a pairing as Tauriel with Kili. Legolas had assumed that since Thorin had married a hobbit, that perhaps his view on interracial partnerships was a positive one. Go figure that the hypocritical fellow didn't like the elf with the dwarf, when he himself was with a hobbit.
It mattered little, all that mattered was that the king would attempt assistance, by busying his nephew so that Legolas could try and get the affections of Tauriel. A goal that seemed reasonable enough, Legolas was an attractive elf after all, why wouldn't she just fall for him right away? Maybe it was because all they ever spoke about was battle related things, he didn't speak words of romance to Tauriel. He knew little of romantic things, making it hard to mentally prepare what to say to the female once he got her alone.
Undoubtedly she'd be defensive, after their last spat. He'd have to be convincing, show her he wasn't trying anything deceitful. Time would make things appear more truthful, and at least they'd have enough of that to spare on their journey to the Lady of Light.
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Thandriul was losing his sense of humor over the joke of a mission he'd sent Tauriel on. So after a month, the king sent out an elf to go retrieve both Legolas and Tauriel. When the elf came back with news that they hadn't been there, the king's mind instantly went to, "Oh by the stars, tell me those idiots didn't run away together! If Legolas ran off to be with her, so help me!" He fumed at this idea for a moment, then he stopped, another possibility entering his mind.
"Gather some troops, were going to visit the Dwarf king." He ordered his guards, watching them rush about and gather more elves.
Maybe Tauriel had been caught! And Legolas saw this and went after her! Those dwarfs had to have them, that could be the only true possibility!
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Balin was very surprised to be visited by Thandriul and his rather large group of guards. When he asked what brought the elf king to their humble mountain, the strange elf started to prattle on about his missing elves, and how he knew the dwarfs had captured them.
"We've done no such thing! There aren't any elves in this mountain!"
"We'll just see about that!" The king had pushed his way through, barking out orders to his minions to search the mountain for any sign of their missing elf companions.
"This is outrageous! I don't think Thorin would appreciate your men scouring the mountain so rudly!"
"Where is your king? I've more reason to speak with him than you..." The elf king looked down upon Balin as if he were an ant to be squashed.
"He is out. Little Bilbo is sick and so Gandalf is leading them to the Lady of Light to heal the hobbit." Balin informed his impolite guest, putting his hands on his hips and looking determinedly up at the leering elf.
"You need to take your men and leave, if Thorin knew of how rude you were behaving I'm certain he'd be much more violent towards you than I currently am." Balin waited, watching the elf's fluffy black eyebrows come together uncertainly.
Their conversation was postponed, a guard was returning hurriedly towards his elf master, "My Lord, we found something." He informed his ruler.
"Aha! Not hiding anything, indeed!" He glared at the dwarf before turning back to his loyal subject, "Is it him? Is it my son?" He asked urgently.
"Sire, we did not find Legolas, but we did find these..." Two more elf's came from behind him, carrying colossal sized antlers. The sight caused Balin to curse, knowing they all were in deep trouble.
The Mirkwood ruler's eyes were sharp and knowing, gazing unbelieving at first at his precious elks...
The mountain shook that day, not from any earthquake or dragon attack, but from Thanduriel's uncaged fury. He was a raging typhoon in his anger, screaming and crying in elvish, ordering half his men to return to deposit the sacred antlers in Mirkwood, the other half was to prepair for a long journey. They were going to find Thorin Oakenshield and company, and when they did, reparations would be made!
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A/N: thanks for reading everyone! And as always thank you for reviewing as well! What do you think is going to happen to our characters? Think Legolas stands a chance against Kili? Will his uncle be stopped by the watchful hobbit? Will Bilbo make it to the Lady of Light in time? Will Gandalf ever find a more suitable mount? Lol, find out soon!