Hey guys! This reason was inspired by Blu J Fire and Caso Sparrow.
So one reader made a comment that made Windy-san and I turn over laughing. The one who said it is ThePersonWithTheReallyLongName, and I quote "dude those two need to hook up and get the sexual tension out of the air lmfao seriously." So yeah, that made us laugh till we were breathless. It seems that more than one of you have noticed the tense relationship between Alex and Legolas seems to carry a bit more than it lets show. We never ever intended for that to happen, it just sort of took life of its own and this is how it turned up. Still, this won't be a mushy legomance, but stick around to see what's really going on here, not in this chapter, sadly, but in the next.
I suppose we should announce it now, there is only one chapter left after this one, yup, we are almost done, but please make sure to read the note on the end of the next chapter. It will be very important.
41- Seriously! Can't this wizard take a joke?!
I once told you about the lack of humor these people have, but seriously! They really have not a drop of humor in them! I don't even think their funny bone is called a funny bone! The Fellowship and I were at Minas Tirith, after the war was over, and we were having a relaxing day, taking a walk in the gardens…. Yeah, that's what people do here for fun, huzza! NOT! Anyways, it was a really warm day, so I had my buttons opened up so I wouldn't be as hot. But that got me thinking: how could all the Fellowship members wear so much clothes and not break a sweat?! My sight was especially set on Gandalf. I mean, he always wears that dress looking thingy which seemed to have more than one layer, the cape, and I think the beard adds a few degrees of heat in there.
Apparently, Gandalf sensed my eyes on him and turned to look at me.
"Can I help you with something, Alexandra?" he said, before raising the cup of wine that he had been drinking and taking another sip.
That's when I went into "serious Alex mode".
"Yes, yes you could." I made a pause for effect. "Why is it that you wear a dress, Gandalf?"
At that moment the wizard choked on his wine and even spluttered a bit of it, coughing uncontrollably for a moment. That got the attention of the rest of the people there.
He composed himself once more before speaking.
"This, my dear, is not a dress. This is a robe," he said, almost indignantly.
I frowned. "Nooo, Legolas has a robe," I said, pointing at the elf behind me, and then pointed at the wizard. "I can see pants underneath. You, on the other hand, have a dress. I ain't seeing no pants under that."
The wizard stared at me with eyes that seemed to want to burn holes through me. He approached me until his face was so close to mine that I actually had to bend backwards a little.
"Listen here, little one, this," he said, signaling himself, "is a robe. This was given to me by Lady Galadriel herself when I became Gandalf the White."
"Why? Did she ran out of manlier clothes?" Behind me I could hear the members of the Fellowship sniggering and chuckling. I could practically see them covering their mouths to prevent the sounds from being heard.
"Yeah, Gandalf," said Pippin. "It does look rather girly. It does flap in the wind more than Eowyn's dresses."
"You're right, Pippin," Merry said, merrily. "Don't you think he looks rather dashing in it? He does look like a rather handsome woman."
"Now you two, stop that," said Aragorn, a smile visibly tugging on his lips. "Do not be rude and learn from Frodo and Sam who are being respectful," he said, glancing at the hobbits with a smile. "Even if you could confuse him for a woman if you look at him from behind, it is not necessary to jest." He then looked at me with a merry glint in his eyes, and I almost threw a fist of triumph in the air for getting oh so noble Aragorn to join in the teasing.
Gandalf's face was priceless, the disbelief and indignation visible in his expression. Then Gimli joined in.
"Aye, if he were short enough and had some flowers on his hair, he might just pass for a bearded dwarf woman."
Gimli then elbowed Legolas, playfully. The elf was silently observing Gandalf, a hand under his chin as he studied the situation carefully. What he said next surprised us all.
"You are right, Alexandra, he does look rather feminine with those robes."
Everyone suddenly turned their faces towards the elf, looking at him, stunned with disbelief. I was no different. My mouth was hanging open as I stuttered.
"D-di… did you just… agree with me?!"
He took it all with a nonchalant attitude, shrugging gracefully and waving his wrist casually.
"It was bound to happen someday."
I still felt as if I had been slapped by Eowyn and stomped by one of those ginormous elephants. This simply could not be real.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, say that again! Please say that again! Damn it! What wouldn't I give to have a recorder right now!"
"What is a recorded?" Frodo asked, finally speaking.
The conversation about Gandalf's dress was forgotten and we got immersed in my explaining of foreign objects. We didn't even notice when he secretly disappeared from the group, no to be seen for the next two days.
Again, we remind you that it is important for you to please read the note at the end of the next chapter, so please make sure that you do.