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| MackenzieW | Sep 13 2008, 06:50 AM Post #1 |
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Title: Legolas and Yet Another Mary Sue Author: MackenzieW Genre: Humor/MST Text based on: The Prince and the Servant by caithzadz Rating: T Characters: The gang, Lucius, Cinderella Barbie, Legolas, a bunch of Elves with unElvish names. Summary: After finally finishing "Two Hearts, One Soul," Voldemort sends the gang a typical Lord of the Rings Sue while questioning them. In the story, Legolas befriends a young servant girl with a past. Yawn. Warnings: Author is not a native English speaker but shows signs of wanting to improve. Would make MST-ing this a bit more easier if she wasn't so nice. Legolas and Yet Another Mary Sue Narrator: Which one? A New Hope? Mackenzie: It’s Star Wars. Not “A New Hope” Narrator: Sorry. Anyway…Last week in your own galaxy, a young fanfiction author and reader decided to spork a badfic. Unfortunately, her friend accidentally said the name of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. A pack of Death Eaters promptly kidnapped her and her other companions and brought them to their master. Mackenzie: Aren’t you dead? Voldemort: Shut up. Narrator: He decided that as their punishment, they would be locked up in some remote room in Malfoy Manor and be forced to read badfics for an undetermined amount of time. These poor saps are: Mackenzie, our heroine. Mac: Hey, Moldy-Voldy. Remus Lupin, recently departed werewolf Remus: But I’m not a ghost? Sai, the Ronin Warrior of Trust with a fascination with sea life Sai: I’ve got my fish now! Quatre, the youngest Gundam pilot Quatre: This isn’t good. Erik, the Phantom of the Opera Erik: Will…get…revenge…on…Phantom’s Ange. Octavius, a talking penguin Octavius: You gotta problem with that? And occasionally joined by Jareth, the Goblin King. Jareth: Voldemort and I go way back. Will they get out alive? Mackenzie: I hope so. Only time will tell. “Okay, who ate the last croissant?” Sai asked, holding up an empty box. He looked around the room at his fellow prisoners. Mackenzie looked up from the book she had snuck back in from Heathrow and shrugged. The others also shook their head down the line until Sai reached Octavius the Penguin. “What?” he asked. “It wasn’t like your name was on it.” Sai held up a piece of loose leaf with “SAI’S” written in black magic marker and underlined several times. A few crumbs could still be seen attached to the tape Sai used. “What do you call this?” he asked. “Drama queen,” the penguin retorted. “Be a man and deal with it.” “Octavius, apologize to Sai. You knew, like we all did, that Sai claimed the last croissant last night for his breakfast. He has his evaluation with Voldemort today. He needed it,” Mackenzie scolded. Octavius didn’t respond, just waddled over to his icy corner. “Is the penguin sulking?” Voldemort asked, entering the room. Sai began quivering. “Oh, stop. I’m pushing back your evaluation. Your vacation is over! I’ve found a Legomance in the Lord of the Rings section.” Everyone groaned except Sai, who was confused. “Wait, then when am I being evaluated?” “After this chapter. Have fun!” Voldemort gave a little wave before leaving the room. Everyone stood still, holding their breath. A few minutes later, the siren began its shrill wail while they were bathed in green light. “We’ve got badfic sign!” Mackenzie yelled as the bookshelf swung open. The gang ran through the hallway and jumped into their respective seats. Mackenzie typed in the address and pulled it up. “The Prince and the Servant by caithzadz.” Mac: Disclaimer below! Erik: Joy. 1Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story except Annika. Sai: What type of name is that? I don’t know much about the trilogy Mac: This does not bode well. so excuse me if I make some mistakes Erik: No, we shan’t. Annika is a young elf servant of one hundred eighteen. Erik: I hate it already. It starts off the same way as Angey’s stories. *The Dwarves’ Mary Sue Alarm goes off* For mortals, it is impossible to reach this age. Mac: I don’t know. I think there is currently someone in Asia that age. If it is, mortals would be old and wrinkly, expected to collapse and die anytime. Quatre: Well, that’s so sparkly and happy. Not. Erik: Point Quatre. But for an elf, one hundred eighteen is merely like 18-25 in human years. So, Annika looks 18-25 at a very old age (for mortals). Sai: Hello, Department of Redundancies Department? Mac: Point Sai. Young Annika with dark brown hair that is almost black and brown eyes is a shame to her family. Remus: Oh no, tragedy. According to her mother, not only is Annika less attractive and definitely not like her beautiful, golden haired and graceful sister, Maya, Mac: You know, it’s not hard to look up Elvish names online. she is a clumsy thing, always knocking things over, breaking dishes in the kitchen, and tripping over her own leg. Sai: So, she isn’t an elf? Aren’t they graceful beings? Mac: Yeah, who are each cherished by their parents. On the night of Prince Legolas’ return from the war, the king held a feast. All: PAR-TAY! Maria Mac: NOT AN ELF NAME! should have known better than to let Annika serve the soup. Oh, the embarrassment she felt when her youngest daughter spilled soup all over the prince’s front because she tripped over a rug. Quatre: Oops. She pulled her aside after cleaning up and apologizing to the prince. Mac: Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea summa culpa. Erik: Of course you know that even AFTER the Catholic Church stopped using Latin. “Annika, you are of age to marry. Sai: Uh oh…wangst, dead ahead! But, no one, not even a mortal nor a hobbit, shall ever choose you for his wife,” she told her. Mac: Look, I’ve never really read what Tolkien had to write about customs among the elves, but from what I’ve gathered from those who have, they don’t put that much emphasis on being married. They marry for love, nothing else. “I do not know why you were given to me or to this family but I am ashamed of you Annika. You should try to be more like your sister. Look at her!” Mac: As I said, each elf is created knowingly by their parents and are thus cherished. Sai: Wait, so these parents knowingly created a Sue? Erik: Point Sai. She grabbed the young elf’s arm and pulled her where Maya is *All put on their helmets and the theater starts to shake.* entertaining the guests with her singing. Erik: More singing characters. Bah. “Try… No… Be like her.” Remus: Why don’t you just disown her now and save us chapters of the author’s stupidity about elves? She let go of the girl’s arm and walked back to the kitchens. Annika felt the tears come but she stopped them. She looked at her sister. She loves her sister very much. *Theater shakes again.* Mac: STOP CHANGING TENSES! It’s because Maya is the only one in the family who does not believe she is a curse. In fact, her sister, who is only three years older than she, is her best friend. Remus: Mandatory aww in three…two…one All: Aww. “Annika?” Annika looked up to her other best friend and fellow servant, Beatrice’s worried face. Mac: Okay, caithzadz fails “Elf Names 101.” “Are you all right?” Beatrice asked. “I feel fine. Why do you ask?” Annika asked, forcing a smile. “Nothing is wrong.” “Your mother… She yelled at you again?” “No, mother did not yell.” “But she compared you to Maya again.” Octavius: We get it. Mom’s a bitch. “I do not mind. Maya is my sister. Besides, I was at fault. I was clumsy. I should have been more careful. Mother has the right to dictate me.” Quatre (Robot): I must be good. I must not argue with Mother. Erik: Point Quatre. “But you did not mean to spill the soup all over the prince. Prince Legolas did say it was alright.” Remus: Well, he only had two options really: Blow up or laugh it off. And Legolas seems the laugh it off type. “But was not alright with mother. I brought shame to the family again.” Mac: Anyone else want to slap her? *Everyone raises their hands* Annika tried to fight tears again. Seeing this, Beatrice placed an arm around her shoulders. “You need a moment alone. Go.” Annika looked at her like she’s mad. “I cannot leave. I could be needed.” Mac: Another writer who doesn’t know how to format paragraphs. Great. “I’ll cover for you. Go.” Annika smiled. “Thank you All: COMMA! dear friend.” She walked towards the kitchens and seeing no one, slipped out into the garden. The garden is her favorite place in the palace. *Theater shakes again.* She could come there whenever she needs to be alone. She headed towards the lake, her favorite part of the garden. She kneeled in front of it and placed her hand in the water. The cold water brushed against her skin and the moon reflected the water. Annika felt at peace. Then, something caught her eye. There is something glinting in the water. Slowly and carefully she reached out. Mac (over the rumbling of the theater): She better stop or else I’m going to be sick! “Excuse me.” Annika jumped and losing her balance, fell in the water. *All facepalm* This means trouble for her. The lake is deep and the water is cold. And also, she cannot swim. This is her end. She will never see her sister, Beatrice, her mother and her father. She had not even been given a chance to prove herself worthy! (A/N: I don’t know if that’s correct grammar. English isn’t my mother language.) All: Ohhh. Mac: No wonder she switches tenses like nobody’s business. Suddenly, she heard a splash and two strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist and pulled her up to the surface. Annika sputtered as her savior pulled her out of the lake. “Thank you,” she managed to choke out. “You are very welcome All: COMMA! Remus: I think her English teacher needs to go over punctuation rules again. Miss.” Annika gasped. She looked up to the face of Prince Legolas. She immediately curtsied. “My lord,” she said, still panting but trying to keep her voice steady. “I am very sorry. I should not have been too jumpy. Please accept my apologies.” “No need for that now,” the prince answered. Erik (Legolas): I mean, those giant spiders are still around after all. You should be on guard. “Now, I wish that you return to your quarters and get yourself dried up.” He began to walk towards the castle and expected the young servant to follow. When she didn’t, he turned around. “Coming?” “I’m sorry All: COMMA. my lord All: COMMA. but I cannot.” Legolas slowly walked back to her. “Why is that?” Annika looked down at her worn out sandals. “My mother would be furious when she finds out I sneaked out of the feast and almost drowned.” “None of that now. I am sure your mother would be worried about you. Sai: No, Mom’s a bitch. Mac: Point Sai. Go now and dry up and return to the feast. That is a command.” “Yes sire.” She curtsied and walked towards the kitchen doors and slipped inside. She went up to the servants’ quarters that were above the kitchen (A/N: Again, I am very sorry for my Grammar.) Remus: That’s what betas are for. and entered the room she and Maya share. She wrapped her hair in a towel and put on a new dress. After that, she returned to the feast. “Where have you been?” Beatrice asked, as Annika grabbed a tray of goblets filled with wine. Quatre: How long has she been gone? Sai: Long enough for Beatrice to ask that question. “And why did you change your clothes. The prince has changed his clothes twice. First, after the soup accident and the second, after he returned wet from the garden.” Quatre: Wouldn’t she know that Annika would sneak off to the gardens? Erik: That would be logical. Quatre: True. “I met him at the garden,” Annika whispered. Beatrice gasped as Annika told her everything that had happened. “That was so romantic,” she said, when Annika finished. Sai: Not in my book. Yours? Mac: Nope. Annika raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?” “Nothing. I just wish I could have been in your place.” Octavius: You and a thousand other fangirls. Mac: Point Octavius. “That’s right. You are the one who is in love with our dear prince.” Beatrice shook her head. “Not love my friend. Call it admiration but not love.” Remus: Not the usual fangirl answer. “Whatever you say.” And for the rest of the night, they served the drinks. There were many elves at the feast. Many nobles. And many noble elf girls who try their best to catch the young elf prince’s attention. Sai: See Jane. See Jane run. Run Jane run. “Pathetic,” the two friends whispered together and giggled. Octavius: Like you two are going to be any better. Out of the corner of her eye, Annika saw the prince looking at her. She looked left and right but she saw no beautiful elf maiden. Mac: Hello, you were the one he rescued from drowning earlier. And spilled the soup on him. When she looked again, he had looked away. Annika did not know why but she felt disappointed. Well ? How was it? Remus: Err, I’d study English a bit more before I’d continue in this, sweetheart. This is my first attempt at an LOTR fic so please go easy on me. Mac: I’d also study the books a bit more too. Next chapter coming soon! Please read and review. Octavius: Well, we’re going to have to, aren’t we? All: Yeah. *Doors open as Lucius comes in.* Lucius: Sai, Voldemort is ready for you now. Sai: Damn. *The two leave as a funeral dirge plays. Mac hits Octavius and the music stops. Everyone leaves.* |
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You are the music while the music lasts--T.S. Eliot "Stop the damn texting and pick up a book!"--Grandmama, "The Addams Family" (Musical) "Tomorrow will be better for as long as America keeps alive the ideals of freedom and a better life." —Walt Disney "I wake in the loneliness of sunrise When the deep purple heaven turns blue And start to pray As I pray each day That I’ll hear some word from you I lie in the loneliness of evening Looking out on a silver-flaked sea And ask the moon Oh how soon, how soon Will my love come home to me"--"Loneliness of Evening," Cinderella "Thank you, Lord You have brought us Safe to shore Be our strength and protection ever more. A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire"--Heartland, as performed by Celtic Thunder I'm writing a novel! A Guide to Fanfiction for Dummies! My Little Corner I'm on Book Country! | |
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| MackenzieW | Sep 14 2008, 07:02 AM Post #2 |
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"Okay, Imagine Elliot As the Giant Dragon From Pete's Dragon. Trust me, It's A LOT More Fun." *Everyone returns, Sai slightly after them.* Mac: He kept you for that long and then sends you back to do another chapter? Sai: He’s a dark lord. Erik: I can’t believe he’s making US do another chapter. Mac: Shut up. What did you talk about? Sai: Can’t say. Under curse. All: Ahh. -1Disclaimer: I do not own The Lord of the Rings. C’mon, you guys know that. Erik: Yes, we do. And Tolkien is eternally grateful. The light from the rising sun beamed through the window of the servants’ quarters. Mac: Who knew caves had windows? Inside a room that she and her sister share, Annika yawned and her eyes slowly opened. Still exhausted from the cleaning the night before, she turned and closed her eyes again for at least a few more minutes of sleep. But unfortunately, that did not happen. “Wake up little sister!” Maya chirped happily. Mac: Oh Jonas, a morning person! Sai: Horrors! She shook her sister gently and playful Annika threw her pillow at her. “Annika!” Maya scolded, pretending to be angry. “I’m still tired from last night’s event Maya,” Annika said. “Please let me rest.” Erik: She’s a lot more pleasant than Mackenzie is in the morning. Remus: Point Erik. Mac: Hey! “I would love to dear sister but that is not possible,” Maya answered. She grabbed Annika’s arms and tried to pull her off the bed. “You must wake up. Elliot told me that you have a new task that you will do everyday starting now.” All: Elliot? Mac: Could she get any more non-Elvish? Hearing this, Annika’s eyes flew open and she immediately got up and washed her face. Elliot, the head servant, will be furious if she did not do the task he gives her. *Theater shakes as they scramble to put the helmets on.* That would mean no meals for three days and increased work. “So? What is my new task?” Annika asked. Maya smiled and told her. “What? Why me?” Annika asked, terrified. Mac (sing-song): Somebody got spider duty! Erik: Point Mac. Maya shrugged. Annika sighed and exited their room. Legolas cannot believe himself. *More shaking.* Mac: Remus, I think I’m going to need a sappy sickness bag. And not for romance. Quatre: Me too. Erik: Me three. He was in the archery ring when he discovered he forgot his bow in the castle. Mac: I highly doubt such a trained warrior would forget his weapon. Sure, the archery ring provided bows but he prefers to use his own. Now, here he is, running back to his room to fetch it, delaying his training. Nearing his room, he noticed the door is slightly open and a sweet singing voice coming out from it. He does not recognize the song though. Erik: Another singing Sue. Shoot me. Remus: Me first. Must have been made up, he thought to himself, as he slowly opened the door. A servant with long dark brown hair is fixing his bed and has her back to him while singing her song. From the looks of it, she is here to clean his room. He noticed some dirty cloths in the corner. She looks very familiar. Sai: Because I’m sure Thranduil has a plethora of servants. Mac: Point Sai. He watched her from the door first. After she had finished arranging the bed, she took the dirty cloths and placed them in the pocket of her apron. Quatre: That must be one big pocket then. Octavius: Or some very small clothing. Mac: It’s dirty cloths, not clothes. Remus: Misspelling? Mac: Probably. When she turned around and saw the prince, she immediately curtsied. Mac: I would’ve jumped sky high and shrieked. “Good Morning your highness,” she said. “Good morning to you as well Miss. Um… Aren’t you the girl who spilled soup all over my tunic and the one who fell in the lake last night?” Octavius: For a prince, he sure is blunt. Sai: Point Octavius. The girl blushed and looked down. “I am… I am very sorry if I have caused you any trouble last night.” Legolas smiled. She’s cute when she blushes, he admitted. Erik: How old is he? Remus: Apparently sixteen. “Do you need anything my Lord?” she asked, timidly. “Yes,” Legolas answered. “I need to know your name.” “My name?” the girl asked again, confused. Erik: I think we need another adverb there—stupidly. Quatre: Point Erik. “Yes, your name. “Annika, daughter of Bremond and Mariaand sister to Maya.” “Maya, she’s the singer from the feast last night, correct?” “Yes.” “I see. You have a beautiful voice. You and your sister could have done a duet.” Annika blushed again. “Thank you.” Silence. “Is there anything else you need my Lord?” she asked again. Gertrude: That’s it! I am talking to Miss Cam and we are doing a paragraph formatting boot camp! Sai: Glad I won’t have to part of that. Octavius: I’ll say. “Yes. Who is your superior?” “If you mean the head servant, that would be Elliot.” Remus: Anyone else thinking “E.T.”? Mac: Actually, I was thinking “Pete’s Dragon.” Imagine, the head servant a giant animated green dragon! Remus: Point Mac. “Elliot. Will you lead me to him please?” he said, forgetting about archery. “Of course.” She led him out of the room, down to the kitchens where Elliot is inspecting the clean dishes. *Theater rattles again, throwing Mac, Octavius, Quatre and Sai on the floor in a heap.* He is alone since the other servant have been given different tasks until an hour before lunchtime when they would prepare the food. “Master Elliot. The prince needed to speak with you,” Annika said, as they entered. Elliot bowed at the sight of Legolas. “Your highness. Am I of any service?” he greeted. “No. Mac: Hey, Legolas stole our answer! Sai: Yeah, but not in the way that we intended: That is not what I came here for.” Legolas looked at Annika, who is washing the dirty cloths in the kitchen sink, All: Eew…wait… Mac: Looks like Mirkwood has indoor plumbing now. and back to Elliot. “I would like to have your permission to have Annika accompany me for a walk.” Annika paused, the water still running through her fingers into the damp cloth. Mac: See? Erik: Idiot. Elliot’s jaw dropped but he immediately closed it. He cleared his throat. “Um… Of course your highness. Please allow Annika to groom herself first.” “Yes.” Legolas’ eyes turned to Annika, who had closed the tap and wiping her hands on her apron. Quatre: There’s a clause missing. “I shall wait for you in the garden fountain Annika,” he said. Sai: This is not a time to go swimming, Legolas! Annika turned to look at him. “Y-Y-Yes my Lord,” she managed to choke out. Legolas nodded and left. Annika walked back to her room like a zombie. She could not believe it! The prince had asked her to take a walk with him! But why? she asked herself as she washed her face. Erik: Because this is a Legomance. He is now attracted to you for no apparent reason. Mac: Point Erik. She put on a much cleaner dress, brushed her hair and placed it on a ponytail. Remus: She placed it on…Beta, please. She heard the door open and turned around to see Maya. “So it is true that the prince had asked you take a walk with him?” she asked, as she removed the elastic Octavius: Because Middle-earth is such a mass producer of such synthetic material. Mac: Point Octavius. from her sister’s hair and began to brush it. Remus: I must say, the Mirkwood rumor mill is pretty quick. Annika nodded slowly. Maya placed her sister’s hair into a half ponytail using the same elastic. “There,” she said, as Annika admired herself. It is not always that she looks attractive. “Now. Go.” Annika gave her a hug and left. Sai: And now so will we. Quatre: Not yet. Pretentious words from our author. I hope you liked this chapter. I’m sorry if the names aren’t elfish. Mac: Do some damn research! But I’m itching to post this story that I didn’t bother to wait for some name suggestions. Erik: It’s called Google. Mac: Or Council of Elrond. But I’ll still use them for some of my other characters. Please Review. Mac: Okay, time to go. *Doors open and Lucius enters the room.* Lucius: The Dark Lord requests a meeting with Quatre. *All gasp as Quatre starts to shake a bit.* Mac: No, he’s the baby! Quatre: Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I hope. *He leaves with Lucius as the others follow* |
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You are the music while the music lasts--T.S. Eliot "Stop the damn texting and pick up a book!"--Grandmama, "The Addams Family" (Musical) "Tomorrow will be better for as long as America keeps alive the ideals of freedom and a better life." —Walt Disney "I wake in the loneliness of sunrise When the deep purple heaven turns blue And start to pray As I pray each day That I’ll hear some word from you I lie in the loneliness of evening Looking out on a silver-flaked sea And ask the moon Oh how soon, how soon Will my love come home to me"--"Loneliness of Evening," Cinderella "Thank you, Lord You have brought us Safe to shore Be our strength and protection ever more. A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire"--Heartland, as performed by Celtic Thunder I'm writing a novel! A Guide to Fanfiction for Dummies! My Little Corner I'm on Book Country! | |
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| MackenzieW | Sep 15 2008, 07:44 AM Post #3 |
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"This Just In: Legolas and Annika ARE JUST FRIENDS. Also, Generalissimo Francisco Franco Is Still Dead." *Everyone returns, Quatre slightly pale.* Mac: Are you okay? Did he hurt you? Quatre: No…No, I’m fine. Sai: Are you sure? I know it can be a bit traumatic. Remus: Do you need a break? Quatre: I can handle this. Mac: Okay. Annika walked towards the garden fountain slowly. She doesn’t know why but she’s feeling nervous about this walk with the prince. Erik: Because the set-up feels like something out of a teen movie where the poor girl realizes she is just being used for a bet by the rich boy. Remus: But usually by then, the rich boy has actually fallen in love with her. Erik: Point Remus. It’s just a walk, Octavius: It’s never just a walk. she told herself, as she passed halfway of her destination. His highness probably just wants to talk to me about last night. She took a deep breath and went on her way. From a distance, she saw the prince, waiting for her. He smiled when she approached him and bowed. “Your highness,” she greeted. “No need for formalities Annika,” Legolas answered. “Please call me by my name, Legolas.” Mac: And thus it begins. Sai: You mean it hasn’t? Annika looked at him puzzlingly. “That is not permitted for me, my Lord. I am your servant. I am not allowed to address you as such.” “Perhaps. But a friend can.” Now Annika looked really confused. “Friend?” Remus: He’s such a liberal-minded prince. Legolas chuckled slightly. “I must confess. After the soup incident last night, I had been watching you throughout the feast.” Sai: Obsessive much? Erik: Legolas, the Voyeur. He offered her his arm. “Shall we walk while I explain my reason for offering you my friendship?” Quatre: I didn’t know you had to have a reason. Octavius: That’s like the less jerky way of saying, “Let me tell you why you should be honored to be my friend.” Sai: Point Octavius. Annika hesitated. But slowly, she took his arm and they walked around the garden. “As I was saying, I had been watching you throughout the feast. I had noticed you looked upset after your mother has dragged you away. Gertrude: I wish I could teach this author’s English class. Erik: I think you would scare the kids. After that, I saw you go through the kitchens and out here so I followed you. Erik: Legolas, the Voyeur and Stalker. I was hoping I called ask you if you were alright since you looked very close to tears.” They passed the archery ring. “Excuse me for a moment Annika.“ He left her standing in the corner as he explained to some other archers that he cannot practice that day. The archers nodded Octavius: Wondering why they should care. and he returned to her side. “Shall we continue on our walk?” he asked, offering her his arm again. Annika nodded slowly and took his arm. This time, they walked out of the garden into the nearby forest. Annika wondered why the prince didn’t explain any further the whole way. After a while, they stopped to rest under the shade of an oak tree, facing each other. (A/N: Are there oaks in Mirkwood?) Mac: Illegal author’s note. Erik: It’s a forest. Chances are, there probably are. Mac: And is this before or after the War of the Ring? Sai: Why would it matter? Mac: Giant, evil spiders? Sai: Oh. Annika looked at the prince sitting across from her. “Your highness?” she managed to choke out. “Hmm?” “Why… Why do you wish to offer me, a servant, your friendship?” she asked. Legolas remained quiet for a while. Then slowly, he answered her question. “If you want me to give you an honest answer, that would be I do not know.” Remus: But you took her on this walk to explain WHY you offered her your friendship. And now you’re saying, ‘I do not know’? What the hell was that story for then? Annika looked at him as if she’s looking at a crazy elf. *All applaud* Legolas chuckled slightly at this. Forgetting her uneasiness, Annika joined in. They are laughing… Like friends. Realizing this, Annika stopped and cleared her throat. Legolas looked at her, understanding. Sai: Anyone else confused? Mac: Well, this friendship is off to a great start if they can’t laugh together. “You do not need to be uncomfortable towards All: WITH! me Annika,” he said, moving next to her. Slowly, he took her hand in his. “Shall we be friends?” Annika smiled. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. Very few wonderful things happen to me.” Octavius: Boo hoo, poor you. Legolas smiled back. “So? Friends?” The young servant nodded. “Friends.” Remus: Oh good, I’d never be happy if I didn’t know Legolas and Annika were friends. LegolasLegolasLegolasLegolasLegolas *Mackenzie opens her mouth* Men: We know! Ugly grey divider lines! We know! *Mackenzie closes her mouth* Maya looked puzzlingly as her little sister hummed as she finished scrubbing the kitchen floors after dinner that night. Mac (Maya): Why did I have to do all your chores? All the other servant shave gone to bed. Since Annika had been gone the whole day, the late night tasks were given to her. Sai: That sucks. I guess Annika will be given double duty. Mac: No, Legolas is her friend so she won’t and then all the servants will hate her, further pushing her into Legolas’ arms. Erik: Please, I ate before this. Remus: Haven’t you learned? “You look… Happy…” she finally said. Quatre: That’s unrealistic. She would’ve said, “Where have YOU been?” Annika smiled pleasantly at her. “I am.” “May I ask why?” Maya asked, as she helped Annika pour the dirty water in the sink. Annika washed her hands and wiped them on her apron before answering. “Do not tell anyone. I am only telling you and Beatrice.” Maya waited. “Well?” Annika took her arm and pulled her up to their room. She locked the door and faced her. “Well?” Maya repeated. Annika took a deep breath and said, “Legolas and I are friends.” All: OMG! NO WAY! Maya gasped. “Did you just call the prince by his name? Annika, that is inappropriate.” The younger elf shook her head and headed towards her bed and sat down. “For a servant, yes. But a friend, no.” “You and the prince are friends?” Maya asked, Sai: Holy Joe Jonas, she just TOLD you flat out she was! Remus: They are really driving the fact that Legolas and Annika are just friends home. Very hard. as she took off the elastic Mac: Still synthetic and still most likely not found in Middle-earth. from Annika’s hair and began to brush it. “That is correct.” “Well, you are one lucky elf-girl. Mac: Elleth. Every elf maiden in all of Mirkwood would die to be in your place right now. So, how did Beatrice react when you told her?” “The same as you did.” Quatre: Wait, how did Maya know Annika told Beatrice? Remus: Psychic? The two siblings laughed quietly as to not wake any of the other servants. “We have to go to bed now,” Maya said, after Annika told her about her day. “Yes, we should,” Annika agreed. Maya blew out the candle and the two girls went to bed. Annika touched her right hand, the hand that Legolas had held earlier. It’s been hours but she can still feel the warmth of his skin against hers. Octavius: That’s not right. Smiling, she drifted to sleep. I hope you all liked it! Please review. All: Err… *Doors open and Lucius comes in.* Erik: Who now? Lucius: You actually. Erik: Really? Lucius: Yes. Follow me. *The two leave, followed by the others.* |
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You are the music while the music lasts--T.S. Eliot "Stop the damn texting and pick up a book!"--Grandmama, "The Addams Family" (Musical) "Tomorrow will be better for as long as America keeps alive the ideals of freedom and a better life." —Walt Disney "I wake in the loneliness of sunrise When the deep purple heaven turns blue And start to pray As I pray each day That I’ll hear some word from you I lie in the loneliness of evening Looking out on a silver-flaked sea And ask the moon Oh how soon, how soon Will my love come home to me"--"Loneliness of Evening," Cinderella "Thank you, Lord You have brought us Safe to shore Be our strength and protection ever more. A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire"--Heartland, as performed by Celtic Thunder I'm writing a novel! A Guide to Fanfiction for Dummies! My Little Corner I'm on Book Country! | |
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| MackenzieW | Sep 16 2008, 06:38 AM Post #4 |
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"It's a Zombie Meeting!" *Everyone troops in. Erik’s mask hides his face, but his body language shows he is shaken.* Mac: Do you need a moment? Do I need to call Dr. Stone? Erik: No, I’ll be fine. I promise. Mac: Okay, let me know. Erik: Will do. Sai: Shall we start? Others: Yep. That morning, it is not a pleasant sight. The sun is not shining. Black clouds filled the once azure blue sky. No one is outside, not even one of the archers. They cannot practice since the training grounds are wet and muddy. In short, it is raining in Mirkwood. Sai: That…is the start of a children’s book. I swear. In fact, that’s kinda the unrhymed, slightly elongated opening of The Cat in the Hat. Erik: Point Sai. Up in his room, Legolas did not mind the rain. At the very least, he is given an excuse to stay indoors and spend some time with his new friend. Mac: The Cat in the Hat. Now, he is just waiting for her to arrive in his quarters to clean. Quatre: Something is wrong in that friendship equation. Minutes passed. He checked his hair. Braids are in place (A/N: I hope you guys had noticed those two small braids in his hair.) Mac: An illegal author’s note to ask about such a small, inconsequential detail from the movies? Come ON! He checked his face. All clear. Remus: Of what? I don’t think elves get pimples. Lastly, he checked his sky blue tunic. No wrinkles. Good. He walked towards the window and looked outside, Mac: You know, I’m pretty sure everyone in Mirkwood lives in caves or underground. watching the tiny droplets of water fall from the black sky. Now why is he worrying about his looks? It’s not like he is meeting a princess or a duchess. Mac: That’s Rosa and Aurora, but fortunately, we’re done with Phantom’s Ange. Erik: Do not mention that name EVER again! Mac: Meep. He is only waiting for a friend. Looks don’t matter between friends. Still… There’s something about her… Octavius: Oh, Annika is played by Cameron Diaz. Mac: Point Octavius. He heard the door open and turn around to see Annika enter the room. When she saw him, she bowed. “Good morning your highness,” she greeted, pleasantly. “I do not really see the good in the morning since it is a storm outside but likewise to you Annika,” Legolas answered, smirking. All: Ooh, witty. :rolleyes: “And I don’t really know who this ‘your highness’ you are talking to but I, Legolas, must be invisible in your eyes.” *They just stare.* Annika laughed softly. “Sorry. Calling the prince by his name takes time to get used to.” Quatre: Point Annika. She produced a clean cloth from her apron and began dusting Legolas’ dresser, her back to him. Meanwhile, the blond-haired prince crossed his arms, leaned on the window and watched her. Feeling his eyes, the young servant turned to look at the older elf. “Need anything?” Legolas shook his head. “Are you just going to stand there and watch me clean?” Erik: Yes, he’s Legolas, Voyeur. When Legolas nodded, Annika felt blood rush to her cheeks. She resumed her cleaning but continued talking. “And may I ask why?” “Because you are busy and I wish to accompany you so that you will not be lonely,” he replied, a smile playing on his lips. Remus: Admit the truth, you’re trying to get into her… Mac: REMUS! “I see. I appreciate the concern but don’t you have other matters to attend to besides watching me?” She turned to look at him. Legolas shrugged. “I didn’t get called for anything yet,” he said, as he watched her leave the dresser and began dusting the bookshelf. “How about archery?” “Check the weather.” Sai: Yeah, Annika isn’t the sharpest tool in the box. “Charming the ladies-in-waiting?” “Very funny.” Octavius: Legolas has never read the Mary Sue fanfictions out there. “How about a nice conversation with King Thraundil (A/N: Did I spell it right?) Mac (takes a deep breath): No, you didn’t. It’s Thranduil. *A mini-balrog forms.* Remus: Oh crap. about your journey?” “I already told father about it.” “Talk with your fellow archers?” Sai: Because guys stand around and just talk about anything. “All they talk about is archery. I am already bored with that subject.” Octavius (Legolas): They don’t know any good gossip! That’s why I want to be friends with you! The maids know everything! Erik: Point Running Gag in Princess Diaries 2. Remus: Can you give a point to a joke in a movie? “Read in the library?” “That is something I rarely do but no. I do not wish to be surrounded by dusty hard-bound books, thank you very much.” Sai: Sounds like Leggy shares many a Suethor viewpoint on the subject. Mac: Heaven forbid one of them admit that those dusty hard-bound books are actually good! Annika chuckled. “I see that you really are bored.” Quatre: He isn’t bored; he just can’t bring himself to go do something except bother you. Mac: Point Quatre. She finished dusting the bookshelf and threw the dirty cloths in a corner. She began fixing the prince’s bed, although there isn’t much to fix since Legolas himself fixed it that morning. Remus: How considerate. “You should have left the fixing to me All: Comma. Legolas,” she said, straightening the pillows. He did a careless job. “I was hoping that if you finished early, maybe we could spend some time together.” “Alas, I cannot,” she answered sadly, turning to look at him. “I have duties. My work has been increased since I was gone the whole day yesterday. I’m sorry.” Legolas sighed. Silence filled the room as Annika picked up the dirty cloths and placed them inside her apron pocket. Quatre: Seriously, how large is that apron pocket? The silence is suddenly disturbed by a knock at the door. The young prince left his position to answer the door. He opened it to reveal the Royal Dressmaker. Mac: Please tell me he isn’t having a gown made for her to wear to an upcoming ball! “Yes?” “Your highness,” the Dressmaker greeted and bowed. “It is time” Sai: That sounds very…serious. Mac: Is he going to the gallows? “Time for what?” “Why, your fitting of course.” “Fitting? For what?” Erik: Apparently, your dress. Mac: You meant tailor, Suethor, tailor. “For your birthday banquet. Do you not remember?” Legolas racked his brain. Did someone tell him about it? “Legolas,” King Thraundil began, as they ate dinner. “Tomorrow, the Royal Dressmaker is coming to fit you for your birthday banquet. Be prepared.” “Uh… yes. Of course,” Legolas replied, although he did not hear every word his father just said. Gertrude: The next part doesn’t need to be in its own paragraph. Oh, and grab your helmets boys! He is looking *Theater shakes, knocking some out of their seats.* at a young servant with dark brown hair pouring the drinks. He caught her bright, brown eyes and smiled. She pleasantly returned it. *Theater shakes harder. Curses can be heard faintly through the door. The story is now causing Malfoy Manor to shake.* “Oh. Right. Um… Of course. I remember.” Remus (with megaphone): Legolas, you are a millennia old prince! Act your age and status! “Good. Please give me a moment to fetch your fitters.” All: His WHAT? “Yes. Of course. When the dressmaker left, Annika looked at him with a face that said, “Nothing to do hmm?” Legolas shrugged. “I forgot.” “I see. Well, I’ll see you around. Maybe.” Erik: You’re in a royal residence, not high school! She bowed and left. Legolaslegolaslegolaslegolas Remus: A bit obsessed? “There’s something about her All: COMMA! Elessar,” Mac: What’s Aragorn doing in Mirkwood? Quatre: Maybe he’s there for the birthday banquet. Remus: But if they are just fitting Legolas now, it must not be for some weeks. Mac: Yeah, so Aragorn would need to be ruling Gondor, right? Legolas told his best friend and fellow archer, as the fitters stretched their measuring tape on his front and back. “I just can’t put my finger into it.” “Please turn your highness,” one of the fitters said. Legolas turned. “What do you think?” Elessar placed his finger under his chin, as if thinking deeply. “Sounds like you have a crush.” “I do not,” Legolas answered, stubbornly. Erik: He’s got an obsession. “Then how do you explain that churning feeling in your belly whenever she smiles?” Octavius: That’s the real Legolas trying to get out. Quatre: Point Octavius. “Food poisoning?” Remus: Point Legolas! “You’re not sick. Just accept it Legolas. You have a crush.” Sai: I didn’t realize we were watching some generic teen drama. Elessar grabbed a pin cushion and began to throw it up in the air and caught it after it fell. The second fitter abandoned the fitting and scolded the archer. Erik: He scolded a king? Mac: I’m starting to think this isn’t Elessar. Legoalslegolaslegolas Mac: Uh oh… Erik: What? Mac: Legoals. Erik: So? *A mini-balrog appears in the theater.* Mac: Voldemort isn’t going to like this. Two in one chapter! Meanwhile… “And did you see Elros Sai: Isn’t he the one whose illegitimate son spawned Mary Sues back in What the Heck? Mac: What’s Elrond’s dead brother doing here? looking at those Duchesses last night? Remus: Do elves really have such titles as “Duke” and “Duchess”? He looks as if he hasn’t seen one,” Lúthien commented, Mac: She’s dead too. Quatre: It’s a zombie meeting! as she, Annika, Beatrice, and Inwë Sai: Is she dead too? Mac: I can’t find an Inwe, though I spot an Ingwe. He was king of the Quendi—one of the first of the Eldar. carried their buckets of water to the third floor, west wing, to begin cleaning. “Aw, is dear Lúthien jealous?” Beatrice teased and the other girls joined in. The young elves laughed childishly and began to race each other down the hallway. Annika, the fastest runner outran them and looked back to see how far behind her friends are. Unfortunately, she did not see her mother coming towards her. Octavius: Imminent collision in approximately ten seconds. When she looked, it was too late. She bumped right into Maria and the water splashed over the grown elf’s dress. The other three girls stopped in their tracks, looks of horror on their faces. “Annika…” Maria said, menacingly. The brown-haired elf gulped. “I’m sorry mother. I-” Mac (Maria) How many times do I have to tell you? If you want to have a water fight, let me know so I can bring my own water! Before she can finish, her mother had slapped her. All: WOOT! Slap that Sue! Mac: Though Elves don’t harm their children like that. They create each child knowingly and love them. Bravely, the three girls rushed forward to comfort their friend’s shaking body. “How dare you run around the palace like a maniac when there’s work to be done?” Sai: How dare you be so stereotypically evil when it isn’t part of your culture? Annika looked down, tears streaming down her face. Maria turned to the other girls. “Start cleaning,” she commanded. Mac (Miss Hannigan): This place better shine like the top of the Chrysler Building! The four girls flinched and did as they were told, Annika clinging to Beatrice while Inwë carried one of the buckets and Lúthien the other. When Maria was out of sight, the girls sat on the floor. Inwë took a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped Annika tears. “Your mother is cruel,” Inwë told her. “It was an accident. It wasn’t your fault.” “It was. I-I-I wasn’t looking.” “Still. It was an accident.” All: True. “Annika? What happened” a voice asked. The servants looked up and seeing their prince, arose and curtsied. Legolas strode over to Annika and noticing her swollen cheek, repeated his question. Annika shook her head.” “N-N-Nothing. Nothing’s wrong,” she said. Legolas didn’t believe her. “Meet me at the lake tonight. After dinner,” he whispered, so that the girls cannot hear. Annika nodded. With her friends, she grabbed her bucket, bowed, and left. When they were gone, Legolas turned to Elessar, who is standing in a corner, forgotten Sai: Poor Elessar. “Something happened. I know it,” he told his friend, as they walked on the opposite direction. “You must really care for her,” Elessar said. The prince nodded. “I do.” Quatre: So, from denial to acceptance in less than a chapter. Wow. I hope you guys liked it. All: Eh. I finally found a site that gave elfish names. Mac: Too bad they are all taken already and Elves don’t recycle names. Now, most of the names are elfish. Remus: Except for the main ones. Please review. All: Uh… *Doors unlock. Lucius walks in.* Lucius: Remus, it’s your turn with the Dark Lord. Remus: Oh, this should be rich. *Everyone leaves.* |
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You are the music while the music lasts--T.S. Eliot "Stop the damn texting and pick up a book!"--Grandmama, "The Addams Family" (Musical) "Tomorrow will be better for as long as America keeps alive the ideals of freedom and a better life." —Walt Disney "I wake in the loneliness of sunrise When the deep purple heaven turns blue And start to pray As I pray each day That I’ll hear some word from you I lie in the loneliness of evening Looking out on a silver-flaked sea And ask the moon Oh how soon, how soon Will my love come home to me"--"Loneliness of Evening," Cinderella "Thank you, Lord You have brought us Safe to shore Be our strength and protection ever more. A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire"--Heartland, as performed by Celtic Thunder I'm writing a novel! A Guide to Fanfiction for Dummies! My Little Corner I'm on Book Country! | |
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| MackenzieW | Sep 17 2008, 09:33 PM Post #5 |
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"Octavius: Twagic back story ahead! Man your wangst stations! Quatre, TISSUE UP!" *Everyone returns, Remus behind them.* Remus: Well, I never want to do that again! Mac: You guys are making me really nervous now. Erik: Just spork the story. Mac: Fine. Note: I just found out that Elessar is Aragorn’s elfish name… I think. Mac: Well, partly. It’s his royal name. His Elfish name was Estel, meaning hope. If it is, please, don’t confuse him with Elessar, Legolas’ best friend who is an elf) Sai: But Elves don’t reuse names. So it would be the same person. Erik: Eh, as long as Aragorn isn’t being mucked up, let’s keep going. The noisy kitchen almost made Maya deaf. It always did. Especially now since it is time for the servants to have supper. *Theater shakes as everyone scrambles to put on their helmets.* Before the young elf can bite into a loaf of bread, she noticed the empty space between her and Beatrice. She looked around the room but couldn’t find her sister. “Beatrice, where is Annika?” Maya asked. “She’ll miss dinner.” Beatrice looked nervously around her before answering. “Early this morning, Annika accidentally spilled a bucket of water on your mother. So, she forbid her to eat tonight.” Quatre: Ah, the old send-them-to-bed-without-supper punishment. “What? Do you know where she is right now?” Maya asked, filled with worry. Mac: Probably sitting somewhere with a single tear rolling down her cheek and singing some pop song. Erik: Point Mac. Beatrice suddenly broke into a grin. Annika only told her about Annika’s meeting with the price. Gertrude: That just doesn’t look right. “In the gardens I believe. Minding her own business. I wouldn’t disturb the-… I mean… her.” “But she’ll starve.” Remus: You don’t starve by skipping one meal, Maya. Good lord and elves are supposed to be wise. Mac: They would be…If Tolkien or a devout follower was writing this. Remus: True. “Not to worry Maya. I sneaked a piece of bread into her pocket before dinner.” Mac and Remus: Of course you did! “Thank goodness.” Meanwhile… The rain had stopped halfway through dinner. Outside, in the gardens, the silver half-moon reflected the crystal blue lake. Erik: Does Mirkwood have a lake? Remus: Does the moon reflect? *The two ponder these* The wind blew a little hard. Annika shivered and tugged her woolen shawl a little closer. Despite the cold, she felt peace and relief overcome her. She always felt at home in this part of the palace. It’s like, the gardens is her very own special place. Made especially for her. “Annika?” The young elf turned around and smiled. “Legolas.” The prince retuned her smile weakly. He walked towards her. When they are face-to-face, Legolas lifted his hand and touched her cheek with his thumb. “Tell me what happened earlier,” he said. *Crickets. Sporkers are playing Hangman* Annika tried to look confused. “What do you mean?” “Annika, you perfectly know what I mean. Please don’t lie. You know you can tell me anything.” The young servant looked at the ground nervously. “I will only tell you if you promise not to get angry.” “I promise.” “Okay. Motherslappedme.” Quatre: Now how do you pronounce THAT? Legolas looked at her blankly. “Uh… What was it?” “Um… I… Hit myself with a bucket… By accident,” Annika lied, hoping Legolas would believe her. Sai: If you’re going to cover up something you said, at least make sure it’s the same length at what you slurred together if not similar sounding. Mac: Point Sai. Unfortunately, he did not. All: GOOD! “I know you are lying Annika. What was it?” Annika looked at the ground again. Her voice shook as she replied. “M-M-Mother. S-S-Slapped. M-M-Me.” Mac: Great, another stutterer. Legolas eyes angered. Erik: How do eyes get angry? “Legolas. Please. You promised you will Gertrude: WOULD! not be angry. Please.” The young prince looked at his friend. Her eyes are filled with worry and concern. *Theater keeps shaking.* Mac: I think I’m going to be sick. She does not want conflict, he thought. Erik: She’s been abused, physically and psychologically. She’s been raised to believe it’s her fault. So she’s not so selfless. Mac: But she’s a SUE! Sighing calmly, Legolas nodded. Annika smiled brightly. “Thank you,” she said. The two friends sat at the edge of the lake, watching the trees sway to the wind. After a while, Legolas decided to break the silence. “Annika?” “Yes?” “Tell me. Why does your mother mistreat you so much? What have you done to upset her?” Octavius: Twagic back story ahead! Man your wangst stations! Quatre, TISSUE UP! *Quatre pulls out box of tissues* Annika did not answer immediately. When she did, her voice is soft and cautious. *The shaking continues as Mackenzie and Quatre turn green. Remus tries to grab the bags.* “We used to work for a lord in town. He was a good lord. My adolescent years were not frightful as they are now. My family had loved me even though they did not want me in the first place.” Mac: Okay, I may not have sat through LACE yet, but I know from those who have that Elves knowingly create each child. So the chance of two having a child they didn’t want is nil. “What do you mean by that?” Legolas asked, interrupting her. “Mother and Father did not want a second daughter. They already had a son and a daughter and they didn't want another one. Unfortunately, they had me. Mac: Read LACE! But, they loved me as well. No matter how clumsy I was, they loved me. Sai: Well that’s what parents do. They love their children. However, I fell in love with my lord’s son, and he with me. Remus: She has an interesting track record. Our love was a secret. No one knew about it, not even Maya. Quatre: Ooh, this is serious. One day, my lord announced that my lover was engaged to a baroness’ daughter. Erik: Elves had kings right? Mac: Yes, though by the Third Age, only Thranduil was king. Erik: Granted. But did they have such a nobility hierarchy? Mac: Most likely not. My lover did not love her. Mac: Then he didn’t have to marry her. Elves marry for love, nothing else. We had planned to elope the day before the wedding. Unfortunately, my lover’s fiancée was a sneaky woman. Octavius: Insert evil laugh here. Mac: If this were a Disney cartoon, she’d probably be tall and extremely skinny, someone whose beauty is only skin deep because she uses so much makeup and dresses really gaudy. Erik: Point Mac. She found out about our plan and reported it to my lord. All: Tattletale. My lover and I were asked by his father if this was true. When we both said ‘Yes, it is true’, Sai: They…told the truth. All: The HELL? Erik: I mean, lie and then sneak out. Mac: Yeah *Covers Quatre’s ears* To have sex. That’s how an Elven marriage is bonded. *Uncovers Quatre’s ears.* my family was removed from the house and we were sent away. I expected my lover to fight against his father’s will but he did not. Sai: Pansy. He married the woman before my eyes and I could not do anything about it. After that, my family refused to acknowledge me nor even comfort me in my grief. Mac: If she was so heart-broken, why didn’t she just fade away? Octavius: Because then we wouldn’t have such wangst. Only Maya.” Annika paused and took a deep breath. “And do you know what else had hurt me the most Legolas?” she asked, her eyes staring blankly at the lake. “It was the fact that my lover did not defend our love. *All grab tissues and pretend to cry.* He did not fight for our love. He just let his father remove us from the house and sent away with no work. Fortunately, my aunt work here at the palace and gave us jobs. Remus: And everybody in the family laughed when Aunt June when into Human Resources. That is why we are here now. Although we are lucky to be given work right here, my family still haven’t forgiven me. “Another reason for my family to despise me is that I have caused my older brother’s death. All: The HELL? Sai: Does this back story NEVER END? Besides Maya, my brother loved me despite what I had done tot eh family. Amrod *All stare then turn to Mackenzie. She sighs and goes to look up the name.* and I were in the forest, gathering firewood. It was late at night but I insisted on Amrod Mac: Okay, I found him. Second son of Feanor, died in the First Age. to take me to the forest that very night since I knew I would get into trouble with mother the next day. While we were there, my brother and I were attacked by orcs. He yelled at me to run back to the palace as fast as I can to get help while he fought the orcs. When I have returned with some knights, it was too late. Amrod was dead. *All continue their sobbing.* After that, I knew mother and father despises me even more.” Octavius: Call…*sniff* the…*sniff* WAMBULANCE! *Fake crying continues* Silence occupied them once more. Annika is not crying nor is she breaking down into tears. All: Oh. *Stop crying and put away their tissues.* She just sat there, staring at the dark water. Legolas does not know what to do or say. He just watched her. She has gone through so much yet she remains so cheerful and full of hope that her family would love her once more. She certainly is a strong elf. *Theater shaking now causes Mackenzie to throw up. Remus rubs her back.* “I suppose now you know why I try my best to impress my parents. After my brother died fighting orcs last year, I knew I have caused them great pain.” Legolas placed a comforting around Annika’s shoulder. “I may not know how you feel,” Legolas told her. “But I know one thing. The past is past. The best way to forget is to keep moving forward. You can never return what has already happened. But you and you alone can plan your future.” Sai: Do these Suethors stock up on platitudes calendars? Annika looked at him and their eyes locked. The young servant laid her head on the prince’s shoulder. All: Aww… “Thank you,” she whispered. “I’m always here,” Legolas replied. The silver moon smile upon the two friends as they sat together, silently. Something is certainly in store for these two. Erik: An atom bomb, hopefully. Hey! Sorry ‘bout the long wait. Octavius: Err, it wasn’t that long. I hope you liked this chapter. *Crickets.* Please Review. *Crickets get louder.* Erik: Should we leave? Remus: Yes, let’s. Mac: Where’s Lucius? Doesn’t someone else have a meeting with…Uh oh, looks like Legoals got out. *Everyone chases after the errant mini-balrog.* |
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You are the music while the music lasts--T.S. Eliot "Stop the damn texting and pick up a book!"--Grandmama, "The Addams Family" (Musical) "Tomorrow will be better for as long as America keeps alive the ideals of freedom and a better life." —Walt Disney "I wake in the loneliness of sunrise When the deep purple heaven turns blue And start to pray As I pray each day That I’ll hear some word from you I lie in the loneliness of evening Looking out on a silver-flaked sea And ask the moon Oh how soon, how soon Will my love come home to me"--"Loneliness of Evening," Cinderella "Thank you, Lord You have brought us Safe to shore Be our strength and protection ever more. A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire A Thiarna dean trocaire A Chriost dean trocaire"--Heartland, as performed by Celtic Thunder I'm writing a novel! A Guide to Fanfiction for Dummies! My Little Corner I'm on Book Country! | |
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| MackenzieW | Sep 18 2008, 07:15 AM Post #6 |
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Resident Time Lady
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"History Repeats Itself." *Mackenzie pulls in Legoals, now happily munching on some bacon Erik swiped from the Malfoy kitchens.* Mac: We were lucky everyone was sick from the tense switches to notice Legoals running about. By the by, did someone bring the Dramamine? Remus: I did, but how long are we going to hide Legoals? I mean, Voldemort is putting Aragoran to good use, may he’ll do the same with Legoals. Mac: I guess. Shall we continue? All: Yep. Sorry for the late update everyone. I’ve been so busy. I need a BIG favor. All: Oh, BIG! Sai: Ask a Texan. They like everything down there to be BIG. Will someone beta my story? All: Oh. Please? All: Umm… Remus: At least she’s asking for help. Erik: Yes, but that makes it difficult to spork then. It’s easier to be mean to someone like Ph…Pha… Mac: Angey? Erik: Yes. Anyway, someone like her who doesn’t listen when people try to help her. Mac: Point Erik. Here’s The Prince and the Servant. Sai: This needs a catchy theme song. *All start to hum.* Two months have passed since that fateful night when Legolas discovered Annika’s sad past. From that time on, the two friends would secretly meet at night and talk. Mac: Cue the buddy montage complete with Randy Newman’s “You Got a Friend in Me.” Sometimes, Legolas would pull his friend away from her duties so she can spend time with him in the forest or picnics in the meadows. Octavius: I’m sure she was now quite popular with the other servants because of that. Sai: And end sarcasm. He taught her archery and how to ride a horse. Maria cannot *Theater starts to shake. Everyone pops a Dramamine.* understand why her daughter is often missing from her duties but her disappearances are excused by Elliot without any explanation, courtesy of the prince who asked… no… ordered him not to tell anyone of Annika’s whereabouts. All: And breath! - - - Remus: Morse code? Loud laughter filled the hall as the guests talked, danced, and drank in honor of Prince Legolas’ birthday. All: PAR-TAY! Mac: Lower the disco ball! *Ball comes down as music starts blaring.* Servants, including Annika, rushed to and fro, carrying plates of food and trays of goblets filled with wine. Mac: Pass some over here! Maria, this time, made sure that Annika isn’t doing anything “heavy” that might humiliate the young girl in front of the guests. Erik: Aww, see, she still cares! With some help from her friends, Annika managed to avoid accidents and her mother can breathe calmly. *Theater shakes. Legoals is starting to look a bit green.* Mac: You think it’s safe to give Dramamine to a mini-balrog? Remus: Don’t know. Meanwhile, Legolas is being introduced to a young elf maiden with long golden hair and blue eyes named Ireth, Remus: Her eyes had their own name? Mac: Is she related to Ioreth? the daughter of the Duke. Erik: Looks like Mirkwood only has one Duke. Mac: Oh, like England’s ONE FRIGGIN’ DUKE (TH)? Legolas does not know why his father is so interested in getting him to converse with this particular young lady when the elf-prince just wants to find his dear friend and converse with her. Octavius: Because it’ll go over so well with Thranduil that Legolas is in love with one of their clumsiest servants. After dancing with the Duke’s daughter, he took her hand and led her away from the dance floor. “I want you to meet someone,” he told her. Ireth excitedly replied, “Oh really. Well, I cannot wait to meet this person.” Mac: Eye flutter, eye flutter. Ireth believes the person to be someone rich and noble. Sai: You’re already with the prince. Anyone like that would be a lateral move! Remus: Point Sai. She is not expecting Legolas to leave her in a corner and approach a servant. He tapped her on the shoulder and instead of picking up a goblet of wine, he smiled at her, asked her to put the tray on the table, and taking her hand, led her towards Ireth. “Ireth,” he proudly began. “This is my constant companion and dear friend, Annika. Annika, this is the Duke’s daughter, Ireth.” Annika smiled and curtsied. “An honor to meet you my lady.” Ireth forced a smile. “Likewise,” she replied, although she does not sound like it. *Mac does the awkward turtle.* However, Legolas did not notice. He is telling Ireth of the time he saved Annika from almost drowning in the lake. Quatre: Chapter 1? Mac: Well…she’s not recapping it for us. Badly. Ireth laughed and so did Annika, but not as loud. Even if Legolas had dragged her away from her duties, she still needs to respect two of the most important people in Mirkwood. Besides, she can tell Ireth does not want her in their presence so she made an excuse and returned to her abandoned tray. Quatre: It was getting quite lonely. She can still feel Ireth’s cold eyes on her back and she tried to keep from shivering. Erik: The evil one has magical eyes? Inwë, noticing this, asked her if she is alright. “Oh. Yes. I’m fine. Just fine,” she replied, nervously. Erik: Peachy keen. Remus: Just dandy. Lúthien looked suspiciously at her from beside Inwë. “Are you sure Annika?” “Yes. Don’t worry. I really am fine.” Mac: Really. I am. No, no, I am. When her friends shrugged and left her alone, Annika sighed in relief. The last thing she wants is an enemy. Especially an enemy who is more superior than her. Then again, Annika is never superior to anyone. Except maybe when she’s assigned to train some new servants about the ways of the castle. That is probably the only time she feels superior to someone. But, not as bossy as Elliot.Because Annika, is not the bossy type. All: Bwah? Mac: Was that important? - - - The next day, when Annika entered the prince’s room, she expected him to be up and about, asking her what took her so long. Instead, she saw that he is still fast asleep, tired from the party the night before. Remus: Someone hit the open bar a little too hard. Mac: Someone’s starting to regret drinking his age in shots. Making her decision to return later, she fished a small package from her pocket and placed it on top of his dresser. Turning around to look at him, Annika smiled at how peaceful Legolas looks like when he’s asleep. Not aware of what she is doing, she sat down on the side of the bed and unconsciously stroked his long, golden hair. Mac: Why do people write Tolkien’s characters as having a hair fetish? Erik: Because of how silky and shiny the wigs were? Mac: Probably. She felt its silkiness under her skin and smiled even more. She looked at his crystal-blue eyes Sai: But he’s asleep. Mac: Elves sleep with their eyes open. Erik: She got it right. Wow. and felt ehr heart melt. Those kind eyes. She finds it strange that the elf-prince with whom she was a little afraid of when she was younger turned out to be a dear friend and different from how she used to think of him. Remus: Cue the romantic music! *Octavius presses button marked “romantic music.” Music begins to play.* Men: BEAUTY AND THE BEAST? *Mac smiles sheepishly.* And, the fact that she knows that she has fallen in love with him hurts her heart like a knife. It is not right. Remus: Oh, switch to the violins. *Octavius does so. Mournful sounding violins begin to fill the room* Legolas is royal. She is a servant. Their relationships can only be friendship and nothing more. Legolas began to stir. Annika immediately removed her hand and stood up in alarm. She can feel her cheeks redden as Legolas binked at her. Erik: He binked at her. Mac: It’s serious. “Um… Good morning,” the young servant girl said, smiling weakly, trying to hide her blush. “Good morning Annika. I must have overslept. You’re here to clean, correct?” Legolas asked, getting up. “Yes. But, I think it is best if I return later.” Annika bowed and hurriedly turned to leave. Before she can open the door, Legolas called her. She turned around. “Yes?” “Meet me tonight?” Mac (singing): Tonight, tonight, I’ll see my love tonight, and for us time will… Erik: STOP THAT! Annika nodded. “Of course.” She opened the door and exited the room. - - - About to get dressed, Legolas spotted a small package on top of his dresser. Curious, he picked it up, turned it around his hands, and sitting on his bed, unwrapped it. He looked at the content: a small blue coin pouch with a leaf embroidered on the front. He opened it and found a note. Dearest Prince Legolas, Forgive me if this small gift isn’t as fancy as the other gifts you have received from your noble guests last night. Remus: But your father doesn’t pay us too much. Happy Birthday! Your dear friend, Annika Legolas smiled and looked at the pouch. He wondered if she bought it or made it herself. Well, he’s going to find out once he meets her tonight. Now, he has to get ready. His father arranged lunch with Ireth and her father. Remus: Sounds riveting. - - - After dinner that night, while she is cleaning the dishes before sneaking out to meet her friend, Annika is minding her own business when she heard the words “prince”, “engage”, and “wedding” coming from Tari, the cook and Aredhel, Tari‘s assistant. All: Uh oh. Curious, she perked up her ears, listening to the two women gossiping. “The prince is really getting engaged?” Tari asked. “Oh, yes. I heard it from Órelindë, one of the ladies-in-waiting, that she heard the king discuss it with the Duke,” Aredhel replied. “They’re going to be married.” “Really? The prince and Lady Ireth? How exciting.” “They are quite a nice couple aren’t they? Lady Ireth is very beautiful. And did you see them last night?.” “Yes. Their being engaged must explain why they were together all evening.” “I see. Well, a wedding is exciting. I wonder when will-” Sai: So now she’s reliving this again. “Annika! Please get back to your work. Do not listen to us.” Remus (Annika): Well then don’t talk so loud! Mac: That’s like the people who give you the evil eye for “eavesdropping” on their cell phone conversation even when they are sitting next to you and talking extremely loud. The young elf jumped in surprise at Tari’s shrill voice. She just realized that she had stopped scrubbing the dishes. She quickly apologized and went back to work. - - - Legolas gloomily approached his and Annika’s meeting place: the lake. You must be wondering why our usual happy and adventurous prince is down in the dumps. All: No. Well… It’s because his father engaged him to an elf-maiden he barely knows and whom he only met last night. His opinion about this was not asked. Mac: Look, we discussed this last chapter, but that’s not how Elven marriages work! He approached Annika, whom he saw is already there, and placed a hand on her shoulder. She began to scream in surprise but stopped herself on time. Erik: And the scream ends at 10:32 PM on the dot. Mac: Point Erik. She sighed in relief and sent a heart-warming smile at him. When he returned it weakly, she narrowed her eyebrows. “Is there something wrong Legolas?” she asked, deeply concerned. She sat down on the ground and patted the grass next to her, encouraging the prince to sit down. Obeying, he sat down and looked at the lake. Wondering why he did not answer her question, she placed a hand on his shoulder. “Legolas? Is there anything wrong?” she asked again. The prince looked at her before answering. “I’m engaged.” Sai: That’s usually good news. Annika nodded, her heart breaking. “I know. I heard it from the cooks. But, I didn’t think it was true. Until now. With Lady Ireth, correct?” Legolas nodded and turned his head to look at the lake again. Annika didn’t talk. Two months of knowing him led her to believe that if he is still and quite, he is thinking. Remus: Or dead. Suddenly, Legolas asked her a very startling question. “Do you still think of him? The man who did not fight for your love years ago?” Mac (Annika): Not since I met you. *Giggles* Annika’s eyes widened. She began to clasp and unclasp her hands, uneasily. Noticing her discomfort, Legolas quickly apologized. “You do not have to answer that question. Please forgive me.” Annika shook her head. “No, I do nott mind. And yes, I still think of him sometimes. But, I have realized that I feel nothing for him now.” Erik: How convenient. She paused before continuing. “Maya told me that there was a reason why we cannot be together. Octavius (Annika): Because I’m supposed to be with you! Sai: Point Octavius. She told me that there is someone else. That is why I mustn’t cry over him because it’s not meant to be.” She looked at him, curiously. “Why do you ask?” Legolas shook his head. Erik (Legolas): Haven’t you noticed we’re paralleling your earlier story? Mac (Annika): Dur, wha? Octavius: Shared point Mac and Erik. “No reason.” Silence overpowered them once more. They both looked at the lake. It is a habit they usually find themselves doing after an awkward moment has happened between them. Sai: Well, I guess that’s more subtle than the awkward turtle. Unable to bear the silence any longer, Legolas cleared his throat and smiled at his friend. “Thank you for the wonderful gift Annika. I really appreciate it.” “Oh.” The young servant girl blushed. “It was nothing Legolas.” “Did you make it yourself?” “Yes.” Remus (Annika): Remember, your dad doesn’t pay much? “I thought so.” Legolas paused before continuing. “When is your birthday?” “Four months from now.” “I see. And you’re turning…” “One hundred nineteen.” Mac: At least she’s an adult. Erik: But how old is Legolas? Mac: Tolkien never really tells us. Best guess is near a millennium. Erik: Ahh. “Quite old are we?” Annika gave him a playful smack in the arm. “Not yet. And just year older in four months.” The prince laughed. His first real laugh of the day since he learned that he’s engaged. His friend smiled happily. “I’m glad I made you smile.” All: Aww. *Remus readies the bags.* Legolas took her hand and planted a light kiss on top of it. “You always put a smile on my face no matter what Annika. I sometimes wonder how you do it.” *All grab the bags.* Annika giggled. “Smoothtalker.” “As always.” Legolas planted another kiss on her hand and looked at her. He saw a stray strand of brown hair on her face. Erik (50’s horror announcer): Attack of the Strands of Brown Hair! Octavius: Point Erik. He reached out and tucked it behind her ear. This gesture brought a surprised look and a slight blush on Annika’s face. Legolas’ hand lingered on her cheek for a while, his other hand still holding Annika’s hand. *All gag.* This little moment is interrupted by Maya’s voice calling out to her sister. Annika snapped out of her trance. Mac (Annika): Why do I have the sudden urge to cluck like a chicken? Erik: Well there’s a twist: Legolas hypnotizing the female character into loving him. Legolas released her hand and stood up. He helped her stand up and instead of giving her the usual good-night kiss on the hand, he gave her something else. All: A kiss. All: Oh. On the cheek. All: Oh. Close to her lips. Mac: Wow, if you’re making a big deal out of that… Well! I hope you all liked it. All: Uh… Sorry it took long. Again, will someone beta my story? Please? Sai: Okay, shall we go? Lucius: Of course, though the penguin comes with me. *Sniffs the air.* Why does it smell like bacon? *Everyone hides Legoals.* Mac: No reason. *Octavius waddles out with Lucius. Everyone follows them.* |
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Resident Time Lady
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"Happy Birthday to the Sue! She Gets a Picnic...We Lose Our Lunch" *Everyone troops back in. Legoals curls up on an empty chair to nap.* Mac: When I meet with Voldemort later, I’ll bring Legoals with me. Remus: Good plan. Octavius: Though you aren’t next. Mac: Huh? Octavius: Jareth is next. Mac: Oh. Well, next chapter! I looked up elvish words on the net and I’m not sure if they’re right. Mac: Please tell me you didn’t go to Greyelvish! Please forgive me!! And sorry for the late update. School you know. Sophomore year is harder than it looks. All: Okay… The moon shone brightly to lead the path of two young elves who are busy gathering as much firewood as they can carry. The young she-elf Mac: Elleth. She-elf is a derogatory comment. began to apologize to her elder brother who told her that it is perfectly alright and he is happy to help her get out of trouble. “I believe we have to hurry Annika, it’s really late,” Amrod said. “Who knows what danger is lurking in the shadows at night.” Remus: Like the giant spiders? Orcs? Uruk-hai? “Amrod, please,” Annika replied, her voice shaking with fear as she bent down to pick up a piece of wood. “I am not in the mood for teasing tonight.”Sai (Amrod): I’m not teasing you. There are dangers out in these woods. Mac: Point Sai. Amrod sighed and stopped what he is doing. *Theater shakes, waking up Legoals* Quatre: Did someone bring the Dramamine? Remus: Did someone bring a fire extinguisher? He walked up to his sister and placed a hand on her shoulder. “I am not trying to tease you. I just want you to be aware of the dangers in these forests. Especially now with orcs roaming our kingdom.” Annika nodded and giving him a smile, leaned into her brother who in turn wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Thank you.” “I want you to be always happy and safe Annika.” Remus: Mandatory aww in three…two…one… All: Aww. A rustle in some nearby bushes startled the two siblings. Mac: They were afraid Rosa the Repulsive had landed in the wrong story. Sai: Point Mac. Amrod stiffened and pulled his sister closer to his chest and quietly told her not to make a sound. Annika obeyed, her fear increasing with every second. Suddenly, an orc appeared from the bushes followed by another and another. Remus: Those must be some big bushes. Mac: The orc clown car had let out! It happened so fast. The next thing Annika knew, her brother pushed her away and withdrew his father’s sword and began fighting the orcs. Mac: Cue the fight music! *Octavius hits the button, filling the room with the soundtrack of “Pirates of the Caribbean”* Meanwhile, Annika had dropped the firewood she was carrying and fell on the ground when she felt the push. “RUN!” her brother bellowed. All: Forrest! Annika did not pause to think. She scrambled up to her feet and ran as fast as she could from the forest to the palace. She can still hear her brother cursing as he fought the orcs. After running for what feels like an eternity, Annika saw three knights patrolling the sides of the castle. The frightened elf ran up to them. “Please help! My brother! He is fighting the orcs in the forest! You have to help him!” Nodding at one another, one of the knights said, “Lead us to where he is.” Annika wasted no time and quickly ran back to the forest, the three knights at her heels. Nothing is on her mind except for thoughts of her brother. Her dear brother. The elf who often protects her from her mother’s punishments. Octavius: No one warned about the sap! Mac: Sorry. The one who never fails to put a smile on her face whenever she’s down. Her brother who is now in grave danger because of her carelessness and stupidity. Sai: You know, we are never told why she is out there gathering firewood. Did she forget to do it when it was safe? Is it her job? Mac: There’s the possibility it’s not her fault? Sai: Exactly! Reaching the area where she was last with Amrod, Annika looked around. The orcs are gone. But to her horror, her brother is lying lifeless on the forest floor. Tears sprung from the young she-elf’s eyes as she ran to his side and cradled his head in her arms, crying out his name over and over again… “Amrod! Amrod! I’m sorry! It’s all my fault! I’m sorry…” “I’m sorry…” *Doctor pops in* Doctor: That’s my line! Mac: Wanna stay? Doctor: (Beat) Sure! The elf slowly sat up. It is already morning. She turned her head to the side. Maya is no longer in her bed. Annika had dreamt of that night again. No matter how hard she tries to forget that night, it continuously haunts her dreams. *Theater continues to shake. Legoals flies around as the Doctor scrambles into his helmet.* Doctor: What the hell is that? *Points to Legoals.* Sai: Mini-balrog. She felt guilt in her heart as she swung her legs to the side of the bed. Something wet slid down from her eyes to her cheeks. All: Eww… She had cried in her sleep again. All: Aww. Taking a deep breath, Annika stood up to wash her face. As soon as she finished washing and wiping her face, the door opened and her sister, Beatrice, Lúthien, and Inwë entered the room, carrying a large box. Mac: A bomb? They placed it on top of Annika’s bed and ran up to hug her. “What is the matter?” asked the confused servant. “Why are you all hugging me like I’m leaving forever?” Sai: Well, you are once that bomb goes off… “Oh my dear sister was so busy she forgot her own birthday!” Maya exclaimed. “My birthday?” asked Annika. “Yes. You’re birthday mellon nin!” Inwë replied, giggling. Mac: Well, it’s definitely Elvish I’ve seen before. “Oh yes. My birthday. I have forgotten about it,” Annika said, Erik: Suddenly landing in an English-dubbed Japanese movie. Mac: Point Erik. laughing softly at herself. Quatre (Annika): I’m such a clown. “We have something for you,” Beatrice told her. The four she-elves opened the box and revealed a sky-blue dress with long sleeves and a flowing skirt. It may look simple but to Annika, it is the most beautiful dress she had ever seen. “For me?” she asked, her eyes twinkling. Doctor: Yes, Beatrice just said it was for you! The four nodded. “Hannon le!” (Thank you!) Mac: Recognize that one too! - - - - Annika beamed as she twirled in front of the mirror, wearing her new dress. Maya, Beatrice, Lúthien, and Inwë had sewn it themselves and the birthday girl is pleased to finally know the reason for their frequent disappearances the month before. She would often find Maya out of bed before dawn and in bed at midnight. Sai: Well, someone did also have to cover for your romps with the Prince, Annika. Erik: Point Sai. She wondered why Inwë often had tiny wounds on her fingers and when she asked, her friend would reply with a smile and change the subject. Now that she knows, she is happy that they had surprised her with the most beautiful dress she would ever own. “It‘s so pretty!” she cried, her eyes twinkling. Sai: Oh no… Doctor: What? Erik: That sounds like a Mackenzie song cue. *Puts on earmuffs.* Mac (singing): I feel pretty! Oh so pretty! Doctor (singing): I feel pretty and witty and GAY! Mac and Doctor: And I pity any elf who isn’t me today! The other she-elves giggled in response to her child-like reaction to their gift. KNOCK. KNOCK. All: Who’s there? The door opened to reveal Elliot. The five she-elves fell silent as they curtsied to their superior. Quatre: So Twit isn’t the only one who falls over while curtsying? The older elf looked at each of them. Remus (Elliot): Elven grace my foot. Doctor: Point Remus. His eyes rested lastly on Annika, who lowered her head. “Happy Birthday to you my dear,” he said. “Thank you Master Elliot,” she replied, giving him a small smile. “I am here to inform you that someone All: Cough Legolas cough. has asked me to give you a day-off today. After all, it is your special day. Also, you are to meet him at the stables this morning. Enjoy your day child.” He turned to leave. Before closing the door, he looked back and smiled. “And may I say you look magnificent in that dress Annika. I suppose your sister and your dear friends have worked very hard on it. You are very lucky.” With that, he left. The five servants looked at each other, still not believing that Elliot actually smiled... Not a sarcastic or a mocking smile. A real smile. Sai: You know, it would be easier to believe he’s such a slave-master if she hasn’t been writing him as a giant teddy bear. I mean, at least a few grumbles over how he always has to let her go or something. Quatre: Point Sai. “Well… I suppose I should go to the stables now,” Annika announced, breaking the silence. “Yes,” Maya said. “But before you go, I have something for you.” She searched her pockets and took out a small package. “Father and Mother wanted me to give you this.” Mac: Despite the fact they hate you. Annika took the package and opened it. Inside is a single gold coin and a note that read: Our Dear Daughter, Happy Birthday. Buy yourself something nice with this. Mother and Father Remus: They don’t hate you, Annika. Overjoyed, Annika clutched the note to her heart. Warmth filled her whole body at the knowledge that her parents do care for her. Quatre: So we can stop the wangst now? Maya smiled, knowing that her sister had waited for this moment for many years. She walked up to her and enveloped her sister in a hug. Mac: They’ve finally forgiven you! Boy, they can hold a grudge! “They love you. No matter what had happened in the past, they know that Amrod would want them to forgive you,” she whispered. - - - The horses whined as the door to the stables opened and a she-elf entered and closed the door behind her. Annika looked around and seeing no one, shrugged and approached one of the horses and began to pet it. Enjoying himself, the horse nudged her shoulder. “Enjoying ourselves I see.” Annika turned around at the voice and smiled at her royal best friend. Legolas looks the same as the last time she saw him which was five days ago. Remus: Well, one doesn’t undergo a huge change in less than a week. Except in movies. Mac: Unless she’s saying he hasn’t changed. Quatre: Eww. He had been busy with Lady Ireth, taking her on long walks in town and horseback-riding and having dinner with her almost every night. Erik: For someone who isn’t in love with her, he sure does spend a lot of time with her. Remus: Probably forced to. Mac: And he spends the time wishing he were with Annika. Erik: True. He was out of his room before Annika can enter it to clean and home at dinner when she has kitchen duty. They couldn’t meet at night since King Thraundil would insist that Legolas should talk about his engagement with Lady Ireth. All: Huh? Doctor: What’s there to say? “So…I’m still engaged. To Lady Ireth. Yep.” “Good morning Prince Legolas,” she greeted pleasantly and curtsying to him, knowing that using his title as a prince will annoy him. Indeed, the prince became annoyed. “Annika…” Pausing, he shook his head and smiled at her. “Happy birthday mellon nin.” “I’m happy you remembered.” “Is there a reason for me not to remember?” Legolas asked. Mac: You’re a guy? Annika smiled and said one word. “Engagement.” The prince’s face fell. “Oh. Right. My engagement.” Sai (Legolas): Yes, it makes me forget everything about the other women in my life. His friend looked at him. “Now why the long face. It’s my birthday. I don’t want you whining on my special day Legolas.” She walked up to him and held his hands in hers. “Now, as a birthday present for me, I want you to smile.” And Legolas smiled. “A smile isn’t the only present I have for you. Come with me.” He grabbed her arm and led her out of the stables. - - - The grass crunched under Annika’s feet as Leogolas led her blindfolded to the meadows. “Legolas, I demand you tell me where we are.” The prince grinned. “No can do mellon-nin. It’s a surprise and you must be surprised.” “I see. Well, I hope it’s-” Erik: Not a cliff…Where’d the ground…GOOOO! Legolas removed her blindfold and Annika blinked before seeing a white blanket on the ground and a basket of food on top of it. “A picnic? For my birthday?” Her friend’s face fell. “Don’t you like it?” She turned to face him with a smile and twinkling eyes. “I love it!” The prince grinned. Erik: I prefer the cliff option. - - - Legolas looked at the sleeping elleth beside him. Mac: Now she uses the right word? Her head is on his chest and his arm is wrapped around her shoulders. Annika had fallen asleep under a tree after he took her horseback riding. Smiling, he twirled a few strands of her hair around his finger, breathing in her scent. As he did so, Annika snuggled closer to him, her long brown hair covering her face. *Remus passes out sappy sickness bags.* Octavius: I hope Ireth comes riding by. The young prince chuckled quietly as he brushed them aside and tucked them behind her ear. Annika stirred and blinked. She looked up at him and smiled sleepily. “Did I wake you?” Legolas asked, tucking another stray strand of hair behind her ear. Annika shook her head. “I fell asleep? I’m sorry Legolas. I hope I wasn’t trouble.” “No, not at all.” Annika sighed. Suddenly noticing their position, she blushed and hurriedly broke free from his touch. “We should go back now. It’s almost dark,” she said, turning away from him. The elleth walked towards the picnic blanket, knelt down, and began to pack up. Doctor: Servant training really worked with this one. Legolas watched her, not moving from the tree. Feeling his eyes, Annika looked back at him. “Need anything Legolas?” When he shook his head, she shrugged and returned to her work. This time, Legolas stood up and approached his friend. He knelt down beside her and took her hand that is about to close the picnic basket and brought it to his lips. She looked at him with a confused expression. “Legolas…” “Annika. I have to tell you something.” Remus: Stand-by for declaration of twu wuv. *All raise sappy sickness bags* The prince tensed. Annika can feel it. “Is there something wrong?” she asked, concern written on her face. He shook his head. “I have something for you.” “Legolas, you’ve already done so much for me. I can’t accept-” He placed a finger on her lips to stop her from continuing. When Annika promised not to say anything for a while, he asked her to turn around. A confused Annika did so and suddenly, she felt something being placed around her neck. She carefully touched the crystal pendant that now hangs around her neck. Sai: Why do they always get a necklace? Why not a bracelet or something for their hair? Or flowers? “Legolas… It’s beautiful,” she said softly, turning to face him. He smiled. “There’s something else. I have to tell you something Annika.” He paused. She waited, patiently. “Well?” she asked. Gathering his courage he said five words. “I’m in love with you.” Doctor: It was short. Sai: It was blunt. Mac: It was to the point. To Be Continued… Hope you guys liked it! All: Err… *Doors unlock.* Mac: Hey, Doctor, do you have some oven mitts in the Tardis? Doctor: Yes, why? Mac: We’re going to need it to get Legoals out of the theater. Doctor: Ahh, yes. *They do so and then leave.* The Doctor left in his Tardis as the small troupe left the theater. They had been able to lull Legoals back to sleep and the mini-balrog was now curled up in Mackenzie’s arms. “Thank goodness,” she breathed, slowly and carefully placing him down in the playpen area they set up for him and Aragoran. Lucius opened the door, looking at them all. “Yes?” Remus asked, settling down on his bed. “My Lord Voldemort has sent me to tell you that the story is dead. The author has writer’s block,” Lucius drawled. “He is busy and asked me to do the traditional points ceremony.” “Alright, so begin,” Erik said, stretching his arms out. “I have the urge to compose something dark.” “Everything you compose is dark,” Mackenzie said. “Yes,” Sai replied, “but I particularly like ‘Die Rora Die A Painful, Painful Death Die Die Die.’ One my favorites.” “Really, because I would say Rora Falling Off the Roof is my favorite,” Erik said, pondering his music. Lucius shook his head, slightly scared. “Anyway, it’s a three-way tie in last place with one point each: Annika, Legolas and whoever wrote ‘The maids know everything’ joke from the Princess Diaries two. “In sixth place we have Remus with two,” he said. “Looks like it wasn’t your story,” Quatre said. “You gave it the ole college try,” Mackenzie added. Remus merely opened his book and resumed reading. “Next in fifth is Quatre with four,” Lucius continued. Mackenzie patted Quatre on the back. “Mackenzie is in fourth with six points. “In third place is Octavius with seven while Erik is in second place with eight points.” “I won?” Sai asked. “Again?” “Yes, you won. Congratulations. What do you want?” Sai thought. “I’d like for us to get use to a pool, please, keep active,” he said. “You want to use our pool?” Lucius asked, aghast. “Never!” “Well,” Sai responded, “last I checked that was Voldemort’s decision. Best ask him.” Lucius huffed, leaving the room. A few minutes later, he returned. “Mackenzie? I forgot to tell you. Lord Voldemort will see you now.” Mackenzie gulped. “Alright. Let’s go,” she said, picking up the still slumbering Legoals. “Another one?” Lucius asked as the two left. FIN [/SIZE][/SIZE] |
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