Jane: I hate you1

Me: Why?

Jane: You know. You made me strip in front of Elladan, and half of Rivendell saw me naked!

Me: Well, at least I did not make you insanely beautiful like a Mary-Sue!

Jane: Well, you do have a point! But, I am not a stripper.

Pippin: What's a stripper.

Me: No one answer. Cute innocent hobbit! Now onto the story.

Elrond: You forgot something.

Me: Fine. I do not own Lord of the Rings. It belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien. But I own Jane, and her dress!

The Night Gown

I quickly changed, this time making sure no one was in the room. And sat there debating whether or not I should go out. I started biting my nails. Why? Oh why, did I not take up Jenny's offer to stay with her? But, no you decided now was a good time to visit your parents. And now, the council of the ring just saw you half dressed! If this had been in Boston, or where I was from I would have laughed it off, but it being here made it, I don't really know, just different.

If only I had listened, she warned me. She did warn me! But, no you like to be a butt head! I was pacing back and forth in my room, when someone knocked on the door. I cautiously walked over and opened the door.

This time it was a girl, she was extremely beautiful. I sighed in relief and let her in she walked in and gave me a hug before saying anything. I must admit I was not expecting a hug.

"Jane my father sent me here to check on you, and to help you get ready for tonight. I am Arwen." She said.

I stopped what I was doing. This is Arwen, the real Arwen! She is beautiful she makes every supermodel that I have ever worked with, or ever lived look plain.

"Lady Arwen, hello, what are you doing here?" I asked, making sure to curtsy. She smiled, at me and nodded.

"There is no need to curtsey, you are fine Jane. I came here because my father sent me to check on you." She said still smiling. No wonder Aragorn is marrying her.

"It's about the thing that happened earlier isn't it?" I asked.

I know that is why she came but I just hope, it is for some other reason, please let it be something else, maybe like Oh I don't really know, just something else.

"Yes, it is why I have come. I wondered what was wrong when my father and his council came in looking as red as beets. So I asked what was wrong and they all blushed bright red, as my father related to me what had happened to you earlier." She said. "It was really quite funny you know. They were very flummoxed." She said laughing.

Arwen POV

I laughed. Remembering the faces of the men, including Aragorn and the men from Gondor. But, then I all of a sudden felt very bad for laughing about it, when I looked down at Jane who looked very pale.

"What is wrong my friend?" I asked her,

"Nothing, its just how would you feel, if you accidentally stripped down in front of an elf, or human without realizing it? And when they walked out his father's friends and his father saw you?" she asked me.

"I am sorry, for laughing it must have been a terrible experience. I am truly sorry. And I doubt that they gossiped about this. But, I cannot say about Elrohir" I reassured her, she looked up and nodded smiling thankfully.

Changing the subject I asked "Jane are you going to dinner tonight?" She looked up horrified. "No, no! I can't go! I will not go!" she said very quickly.

Jane POV

"How many people know about my little incident?" I asked. Arwen looked away biting back a smile.

"I would say at the moment everyone in Rivendell knows, including those visiting." She replied.

"Then I am definitely not going at all." I stomped my foot down as I said that. Hoping to give my statement some emphasis. When I make a decision I do not easily back down.

"You must go Jane! If you don't go there will be more talk about it tomorrow. Elves gossip a lot." She said.

"Wait they gossip? Why didn't anyone tell me about this? This, this is terrible!"

"Yes they do, and besides I really wanted to help you get ready for tonight!" She said with a gleam in her eye. My word she sounds just like Alice Cullen, from Twilight!

I thought for a moment. Maybe she is right, if I go there will probably less talk about what happened. But, then again everyone will be staring at me when I go in. I am not sure I want

"Arwen, I have made up my mind. I will go." I immediately regretted saying that, but oh well.

She smiled then said "Well we better get started then. " she sized me up and down, before frowning.

"Am I too short?" I asked.

"No you are not. My brother really gave you that thing to wear? It's a night gown!" she exclaimed.

What? They were going to embarrass me further by having my show up to eat in my pajamas? Why didn't I realize it?

"It looks good on you do not get me wrong, but I was hoping you would wear this instead of that." She said while she reached behind her and produced a forest green dress, with golden fringe.

I gasped "It, its beautiful!" It really was. "I don't know what to say."

"Then don't say anything. Here go put this on." She ordered me. She turned around, and I slipped off my dress, and put the new one on instead, this time making sure there was no elf male in the room.

"I am ready!" I announced. Arwen turned around "Jane you look beautiful!" she breathed.

I do? I went to look in the mirror. But, she grabbed me and plopped me into a chair. "Do not look at yourself until I am done with you." She ordered again. The books didn't mention that she is really bossy, but I did as I was told. She grabbed a comb and began brushing the tangles out of my hair. Then she grabbed one of my hair ties and pulled it up leaving some loose strands to hang around my face. When she was done she covered my eyes and led me to the mirror.

"Open them." She said. I slowly opened my eyes. "I am beautiful!" I breathed. Admiring the beautiful woman I was looking at in the mirror. I was just as beautiful as Arwen.

"You were before as well, I just redid your hair, that's all." She said

I turned around "It looks great! You are really talented at this sort of thing! I wish I knew how to do hair!"

"Oh it is nothing really, I just braided it into a fishtail, braid then wrapped parts of you hair around it, and tied some ribbons into it. And left some strands curled on the side. And I am sure you can do hair as well." She said.

"Oh, no! I can not even do a regular braid. But I do know how to do a bun." I offered. She laughed, "Then I will teach you. Now it is time to go to eat."