*is happy*  Yay, you liked it!  ^_^

 

Thanks to Mithrilfury and Feasil-en-Karmor for clearing up who was Finrod and how Gil Galad and Galadriel were related.  Now if only I could stop mixing up all the High Kings that have names that start with “F”…  o.o;

Oooo…  They had werewolves in the Silmarillion?!  *is surprised* 

As you can see…  I DON’T HAVE A COPY OF THE SILMARILLION~!  WAAH~!  *sniffles as she stares at the hard cover edition of the Silmarillion, complete with illustrations, in the bookstore that costs about $30*  ;_;

 

*bows to all who reviewed*  Thank you again!  *is one happy mortal*

 

Disclaimer:  Plot, Chibi Elrond, Chibi Gil Galad, all the raspberry flavored Starbursts in the universe, and Legolas’ overprotective older brother who sings Enya’s songs are mine.  Everything else isn’t.

Timline:  Eh…  The day after the party. 

Warnings:  Swearing.  Non-graphic slash (for slash haters, run).  Lots of death threats.  Violence?  O.o;  A small spattering of angst.

Canon doesn’t exist.  *uses the harmless nerve gas from the Resident Evil movie that makes one loose their memory*

Author’s Notes:  If anyone was wondering how the elves had a TV and a VCR in the first place, let me tell you this.  I.  Don’t.  Know.  Either.  O.O;

So let’s look at it this way:  Some stuff from the present is in Middle Earth.  So there.

And besides, it’s just for fun.  No canon to worry about.  ^_^;

Oh, and Aeglos is Gil Galad’s lance.  Aeglos means “Snow point.”  Isn’t that cool?  ^_^

 

~*~

 

<PrinceGreenleaf has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~Sail away, sail away, sail away~

 

PrinceGreenleaf: ~Sail away sail away sail away~

 

<GloryRidingElf has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~We can sail, we can sail~

 

GloryRidingElf:  Hey Legolas.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~With the Orinoco flow~ 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Argh…  My brother sings too fast in that song for me to type out the lyrics completely. 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Hi Glorfindel.

 

GloryRidingElf:  Haha, you are typing out the lyrics to your brother’s songs? 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Yup!  They’re lovely, so I can’t resist.  ^_^

 

GloryRidingElf:  *smiles*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  In fact, I named this chatroom after a line in one of his songs.

 

GloryRidingElf:  Really?  Can I hear/read it?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Hang on, lemme ask him to sing it. 

 

GloryRidingElf:  Ok.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~Silver willows~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~tears from Persia~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~those who come~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~from a far-off island~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~Winter Chanterelle lies~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~under cover~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ~Glory-of-the-sun in blue~

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  That’s only the third set of lyrics.  The song entire is pretty.

 

GloryRidingElf:  ‘Tis a lovely song.  *smiles*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  My brother says “Thank you very much.”  ^_^

 

GloryRidingElf:  He is welcome.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Wow! 

 

GloryRidingElf:  What is it?  *curious*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  I just told who you were to my brother, and he blushed!  *stares in astonishment*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  I’ve never seen him blush! 

 

GloryRidingElf:  Really? 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Really.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Aw, he had to leave to help father transfer a new cherry tree into the garden. 

 

GloryRidingElf:  Ah.  How is your father?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  He’s fine.  He is really into his garden!  ^_^

 

GloryRidingElf:  That’s…good.  ^_^;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  So what happened after you guys got Gil Galad off Haldir?

 

GloryRidingElf:  Ah… Well…  We dragged all those who were injured into the Halls of Healing.  After they were bandaged up, we all sat in Elrond’s room and watched the movie, which my lord has thoughtfully taped for us during Galadriel’s and Haldir’s earlier fighting. 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  How were you able to keep everyone from tearing each other’s throat out?

 

GloryRidingElf:  Ah…well, that I myself did not do.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Who did, then? 

 

GloryRidingElf:  Former High King Gil Galad had us sit onto the floor, held his lance Aeglos, and said just before Elrond pressed the “Play” button, “We are going to sit and watch this movie QUIETLY and PEACEFULLY and thus NO BLOOD SHALL BE SPILT onto Elrond’s carpet.  GOT IT?!!”

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  O.O;  

 

GloryRidingElf:  Celeborn, Galadriel, and Haldir were quite peaceful after that.  *smiles uneasily*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  I’d believe it. 

 

GloryRidingElf:  But we DID have fun after the movie.  Had played some games and such.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  That’s good! 

 

GloryRidingElf:  Yup, then we slept, then everyone had to leave.  Orophin came with some escort to take Haldir and their lord and lady home.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Did Gil Galad…uhm…

 

GloryRidingElf:  Did he what?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Nevermind.

 

<ElvenHorseMaster has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Hello!

 

GloryRidingElf:  Hi Elrohir.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Hi Elrohir! 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Whew!  What a party!  Haha!

 

GloryRidingElf:  Well, at least you had some fun. 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  :P  to you too, Glorfindel.

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  I never saw an elf so angry like Gil Galad was.  It was pretty cool!

 

GloryRidingElf:  To you it did.  What about Haldir?

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Oh yeah… Poor guy.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  He’s not too badly hurt, is he?

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Nah, don’t worry about it.  He’ll survive. 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  That’s good.

 

GloryRidingElf:  I got to go now.  Must tend to the stables.  Farewell.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Bye.

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  See you later, Glorfindel.

 

<GloryRidingElf has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Hey Legolas…

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Yes? 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Is it just me, or is my Grandfather Celeborn…  Oh, I don’t know…  Sorta… 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Aw, I don’t know.  Is he a wimp?  -_-;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  o.o;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Uhm…  No, he’s just…  er…different.

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Oh, ok. 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  You think he should go out with Haldir?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  I think Lord Celeborn should do whatever he wants, so it’s his decision.

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Yeah, you’re right.  *smiles*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  ^_^

 

<SexyBastardofLorien has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *collapses in exhaustion*  GAH~!  HELP~!  HIDE ME!   X_X 

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  *looks down at Haldir*  ?_?  What?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Is Lady Galadriel after you again?

 

<HighKingRadiantStar has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  No, it’s that crazy Gil Galad!

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  AAAAAAAH~!  *RUNS*

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  HALDIR OF LORIEN!   YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY FROM ME~!  *chases after Haldir*

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  What’s going on?  O.O

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  I dunno, but I think Haldir made Gil Galad angry again. 

 

<CutestofLorien has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

CutestofLorien:  Hey all!  This is Rumil, Haldir’s brother.  Have you seen him?  He’s probably being chased by a Nolder elf wielding a rather long and sharp lance. 

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Yup, I’ve seen him. 

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *pokes head out of hiding place*  Rumil!  Save me!

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *spots Haldir*  AH HA!  THERE YOU ARE, YOU LITTLE ANNOYING IMMORTAL!  *runs towards Haldir*

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  O.O  WAAAAH~!!  *runs away*

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *ROARS*  YOU ARE GOING TO THE HALLS OF MANDOS WITH AEGLOS DOWN YOUR THROAT!!!!!!  >O<***

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Wait!  What has Haldir done?

 

CutestofLorien:  Well, Orophin and the Lorien group were traveling with Gil Galad and Cirdan a bit down the road before splitting up later. 

 

CutestofLorien:  Then Orophin heard Haldir say “Hm, Lord Elrond looked cute in his sleep-over robes.  I wonder if he’s free next weekend?”

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  He said “cute?”  O.o;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  O.O;  Oh dear…

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *hides up in the branches of a willow*  Whew!  He can’t find me here.

 

CutestofLorien:  Gil Galad heard this, and he began chasing after Haldir, screaming out his death and all!  O.o;

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *was in the willow branches before Haldir climbed up them*  HA~!  GOT YOU!!  *grabs Haldir*

 

CutestofLorien:  Cirdan and the others were able to save Haldir in real life, but once both of them got on the internet, they’ve been hopping through chatroom to chatroom, with Haldir screaming for help and Gil Galad shrieking battle cries like no tomorrow.

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  WAAAAH~!!!  ;_;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Lord Gil Galad!  Please let him go!

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Yeah.  I’m sure Haldir didn’t mean it.

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *twitch*  *glares at Haldir*  DO YOU SWEAR THAT YOU DIDN’T MEAN WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT ELROND???!!!!

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *frantic*  Yes, I swear I didn’t mean what I said!!!!

 

CutestofLorien:  He’s telling the truth.  He’s after Celeborn anyway…

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *softer, resigned voice*…Alright…   You may go. 

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *sighs with relief*

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *ROARS*  BUT IF I EVER FIND OUT THAT YOU ARE LYING YOU ARE GOING TO STAND IN THE HALLS OF MANDOS WITH YOUR MAJOR ORGANS AT YOUR FEET AND YOUR MOUTH WILL BE STUFFED WITH ENOUGH GARLIC SO EVEN IN DEATH AND AFTER REINCARNATION YOUR BREATH WILL SMELL TERRIBLE!!!  GOT IT?!!!  *evil glare*  =_=**

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  eep!!  o.o;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  o.o

 

CutestofLorien:  O.o

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Better keep that promise, Haldir.  O.o;

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  I will! 

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Good!  *lets go of Haldir*

 

SexyBastardofLorien:  *runs away as fast as he can*  CELEBORN!  I NEED A HUG~!

 

<SexyBastardofLorien has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

CutestofLorien:  O.O;

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  He BETTER keep that promise.

 

CutestofLorien:  Oh, look at the time!  Got to go!  Bye!

 

<CutestofLorien has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

ElvenHorseMaster:  Uh…  I better go too.   Elladan wants to hunt some more orcs.  Bye Legolas.  Bye Gil Galad.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Bye bye, Elrohir. 

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Farewell, Elrohir.

 

<ElvenHorseMaster has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *glumly*…I think I left a bad impression on Elrohir…

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Well, I don’t think he’ll think less of you.   You were sorta defending his father’s honor and stuff.

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *worried look*  Maybe…

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Did you ask Elrond out anyway?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *groans*  Oh no, not you too… -.-;

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Aw, c’mon.  Did you?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  …no…

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Aw…  Why not?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Well, I think I was a bit too violent with Haldir for Elrond to be comfortable enough around me so we could go on a date.  So…

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Oooh….  But still, you shouldn’t wait too long.

 

<HighKingFingon has entered “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  I know.  And I know I should try before father finds out about what happened last night…

 

HighKingRadiantStar: *blinks *  Well, speak of the devil…

 

HighKingFingon:  EREINION~!!!! 

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  o.o  yes father? 

 

HighKingFingon:  WHAT IS THIS THAT I HEAR OF YOU BEATING UP THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD OF LORIEN?!!!!!!  *GLARES*

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  *frantic*  I can explain! 

 

HighKingFingon:  AND IT BETTER BE A GOOD EXCUSE!!!!

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Haldir punched Elrond in the face, then later he was thinking of asking him out!  I didn’t think, I just wanted to keep Haldir away from Elrond!

 

HighKingFingon:  *calm voice*  Is Elrond alright?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Yes.

 

HighKingFingon:  Ah, good.

 

HighKingFingon:  You always had some sort of protective instinct that was way too strong to have…

 

HighKingFingon:  Alright…  But no dessert for a week.

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  O.o;  Ok…

 

HighKingFingon:  Did you ask Elrond out, anyway?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  No, I haven’t…

 

HighKingFingon:  *sighs*  You can’t wait forever on this.  Not even for a short time. 

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  I know…  But I think I should cool off before I do.

 

HighKingFingon:  Yes, that is true…

 

HighKingFingon:  When will you be home?

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  I am on Cirdan’s ship right now.  I’ll be home in a few hours.

 

HighKingFingon:  Alright.

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  I have to go now.  Cirdan needs some help with the rigging.   Farewell, father. 

 

HighKingFingon:  I will see you soon, son.  Farewell.

 

HighKingRadiantStar:  Bye Legolas.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Bye bye.

 

<HighKingRadiantStar has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

HighKingFingon:  Prince Legolas, do you think he will ever ask Elrond out?

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  Truthfully, I do not see it happening soon, if ever. 

 

HighKingFingon:  Yes, that is what I fear too.

 

PrinceGreenleaf:  I must go now.  Farewell King Fingon.

 

HighKingFingon:  Farewell, Prince Legolas.

 

<PrinceGreenleaf has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

HighKingFingon:  Come on, son.  You have waited too long and too late in your last life.  I don’t want to see it happen again in this one…

 

HighKingFingon:  Hm….  I have an idea…  *grins mischievously*

 

<HighKingFingon has left “Silver Willow Grove” chatroom.>

 

~*~

 

oh..  my…  GOD!!  O.o;

 

WHAT ON EARTH AM I WRITING?!! 

 

Now I understand what they mean by “being hit on the head with a plot while not looking for one.”  O.o;

 

*sighs*  Sorry if it’s getting too serious here.  I’ll try to aim for more light-hearted stuff.

 

Lyrics are from Enya’s Orinoco Flow and Flora’s Secret, respectively.

I’m sorry to those who wanted Legolas to have a more important roll, but it seems like he’s just a supportive…uh…supporting character.  O.o; 

I couldn’t fit Finrod and all the other High King’s in this chapter.  Maybe in others…

I apologize to all Haldir-lover’s out there, but I couldn’t resist teasing him.  Hehe.  Evil me. 

It may be a while until the next chapter will be up.  Will Gil Galad chill off enough to ask Elrond out?  What’s Fingon planning?

 

And who the heck is Legolas’s singing brother, for crying out loud?!

 

To that last question, I myself will have to wait until Xan can think of a name.

Xan:  *grumbles*  Why do I always get the hard jobs?!

Dragonphyre:  Because you’re smart!  ^_^

Xan:  >_<;

 

Pretty please review?  *Chibi Elrond and Chibi Gil Galad give Sad-Puppy-Eye look*

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