"Olaf?" Elsa said.

Standing in front of them was a small, white, friendly-looking figure. "Yup!" It said.

"You know this thing, Elsa?" Legolas asked.

"Wow, who's the blond thing?"

"Olaf, Legolas, Legolas, Olaf," Elsa said introducing them.

"What is it?"

"Hi, I'm Olaf, and I like warm hugs. I'm made from snow and Elsa made me!"

"You, made him? You must be a sorcerous of awesome power!"

"Woe, you're a sorcerous?" Olaf asked Elsa.

"Well, yes, and no. It's just that I have this power, I can control ice." She made a few snowflakes "At any rate, Olaf, how did you get here?"

"Oh, I just followed you. Hey, where were you going anyway?"

"I was taking her to see Mirkwood, the forest we are in," Legolas answered. "Is that a cloud above your head?"

"Oh, yeah, Elsa made it so I wouldn't melt."

Legolas seemed a cross between shocked, annoyed, and awe inspired.

"Well, would you like to come, with Legolas and me?" Elsa asked.

"Ok! Hey, when are we going to Arendelle?"

Elsa shuddered at the sound the sound of her home town. "Um, after we see Mirkwood."

The three went down a path, led by Legolas. It was a few hours before night fell. As soon as they came to a clearing Legolas said, "We shall stay here for the night."

Legolas made the fire and pulled out some elvish bread from his bag. "Here," He said handing some to Elsa. "It is lambas bread, only a little can do a person for hours." Elsa ate it, and enjoyed it.

Later, it started to become chilly. Legolas told Elsa and Olaf about elves and their history. When the fire had started to die out Legolas looked at Olaf. "Why don't you find some more wood?" He said.

Olaf ran into the woods, leaving Legolas and Elsa all alone. A rustle behind Elsa made her jump. "It's just the wind, My Lady," He told her. She looked at him, only to meet his blue eyes. Her heart jumped, though, she didn't understand why.

"Legolas," She said.

"Yes?"

"Um, I,"

Just then, Olaf came running out of the forest. "Hey you two! You know something, it is really dark in there. It's a good thing I'm not scared of the dark. Wait; am I afraid of the dark? Anyway," He walked over to the fire and through in the wood he found. At which time, one of his arms came off as well. Legolas picked it up and held it close to his face. The dismembered arm quickly slapped the elf, causing him to let go.

Olaf put it back on and sat down. Legolas sat next to Elsa. "You should get some sleep," He told her

Elsa yawned and smiled to him before agreeing. She made a clump of soft snow for a pillow, soon after she fell asleep. She was followed quickly be Legolas and Olaf. None of them could hear the crackle of bushes just a little way off.


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