Meet the Cast

A/N: yeah, that last chapter was short, so, you get another one! Mwahahaha

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Aragorn and Legolas escorted the two women back to their room, the two girls again trailing behind the men.

Suzanne whispered to Laura, “Ya think they’re mad at us?”

Laura answered, “I don’t know. Probably. We did sneak into some meeting that we weren’t supposed to be at.”

Suzanne replied, “Yeah, but, it was about us. So, it wouldn’t be fair if we weren’t there.”

Laura rolled her eyes. “Since when is life ever fair?”

Suzanne nodded her head. “True, true. Hey, where did you learn that whole kicky-spinning-knocking Boromir over thingy?”

Laura shrugged. “I actually have no clue. I just felt like doing it, and, it worked.”

“Fair enough.”

Legolas and Isildur’s heir were having their own conversation at the time, discussing what happened recently in Elrond’s company. The group eventually reached the two girls’ room, Laura and Legolas sitting on the bed while Aragorn and Suzanne sat by the window.

There was awkward silence for a moment, Laura finally sighed and leaned back to lay down. Suzanne rested her head against the windowpane, avoiding eye contact with Aragorn.

Legolas broke the silence. “What was this...P...M...A, was it?”

Laura laughed, a blush creeping into her cheeks. “Umm, it’s PMS, and, it’s an...acronym! It’s our world’s way of saying a bad mood. Yeah, that’s it.” The last part was muttered under her breath.

Suzanne quirked an eyebrow at her friend but nodded in agreement to save them both from embarrassment.

Aragorn stood. “We should probably continue your training. Legolas and I will retrieve our weapons and then come by here to take both of you to a more hospitable area.”

The two men left the room. Hysterical laughter filled the room as soon as the door closed. Suzanne looked at her friend, believing she had finally gone over the edge.

“What, pray tell, is so funny?”

Laura gasped for air, fits of laughter interrupting her speech. “PMA! Pre- Menstrual ATTACK!”

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When the two men entered the room, Laura was rubbing the back of her head and Suzanne was grinning triumphantly.

“That hurt, ya know.”

“You need better reflexes.”

Suzanne’s head turned, looking at the elf and the man. She softly punched Laura’s shoulder to get her attention, but Laura became quite upset. She turned around and elbowed her hard in the stomach. Suzanne rolled off the bed and onto the floor, groaning. Laura gave a sheepish smile.

“Guess I don’t know my own strength...”

Suzanne didn’t move.

Laura got off the bed and knelt down by Suzanne, seeing she was trying to stifle her giggling. Laura poked Suzanne.

“Ma’am, are you okay? Are you okay?”

She turned Suzanne over on her back.

“My name is Laura. I’m trained in First Aid. I am here to help you. May I help you?”

No response.

“Are you UNCONCIOUS?”

No response. Laura checked her breathing and heart rate.

“Oh no! No heart beat! I guess I’ll hafta perform CPR!”

Suzanne bolted to standing up. Laura smirked.

“Pity, I was just about to teach Aragorn rescue breathing. Unless, of course, you’re going to have a relapse.”

Aragorn and Legolas looked at the two like they had lost their minds (which was incredibly possible). Suzanne was about to agree, but looked over at the blonde and brunette and decided against it.

“Yeah, anyway. I seem to be recovering quickly, so lets see if I can go get injured some more! Yay weapon training!”

Laura shook her head while laughing and followed the two men out the door.

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After hours (or so it seemed) of practicing with scimitars, swords, bows and arrows, and otherwise sharp (and shiny) objects, Suzanne and Aragorn took a break by the Bruinen River. Laura and Legolas were practicing archery from horseback nearby.

Suzanne hopped from one rock to the other, speaking with Estel about how beautiful the river was. Her foot slipped on the wet stone, and she fell into the crystal waters. Aragorn yelled and quickly dove into the water after her. Laura and Legolas quickly turned their attention to the splashing water. Laura pulled the reins, dragging her horse to a halt. She quickly dismounted from Ohtar and ran to the edge of the river.

Suzanne was splashing wildly, Laura laughing at her friend from the bank. She knew fully well that her friend could swim if she wanted to, but as long as Aragorn was around to save her, she didn’t want to be able to swim. Laura decided to play along, wanting to go for a swim anyway. She sat on the side of the river, slipping into the water and screaming. Legolas’ attention averted from Suzanne to Laura, now immersed in the water. He soon joined the other 3 in the river.

Aragorn reached Suzanne, grabbing her by the arm and lifting her so that she was cradled in his arms. He swam to the edge of the shore and gently set her down on the ground.

“My lady, are you harmed?”

Suzanne opened her eyes, shook her head, and stood up slowly. She then grinned and quickly pushed Aragorn back into the water.

“I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME ‘MY LADY”!” She was desperately trying to not laugh as she yelled. After that, she jumped into the water with a fit of giggles.

Legolas reached Laura, who was still underwater. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her above the surface. She quickly shrieked and pushed down on his shoulders with her hands, putting her weight on her arms. He collapsed beneath the water, Laura laughing triumphantly. She quickly screamed again as he pulled her leg and brought her under again.

After minutes of pushing each other around in the water, Suzanne finally convinces Isildur’s Heir to allow her to get out of the water. Following not too far behind they swim toward the bank. Finding a foothold on the smooth rocks was no easy task, and Suzanne, being challenged with balance, slipped on the river floor. Once again, Aragorn, her rescuer, caught her with little effort. Turning her head, she began to apologize for her lack of grace.

“You know, I should probably work on that, it can’t be...” Her words trailed off as she found that her face had come within close proximity with Estel’s. She began to stare deeply into his brown eyes, captivated by what lay within them. True, it was a cheesy, fairytale moment but she wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

Laura, being the wonderful person that she was, decided to add to this moment with fireworks and romantic music as she was leaving the water. Or not, seeing as Middle Earth had neither corny romantic music nor explosive decorations (well, at least not unless Gandalf was around). She went underwater and pushed the hair out of her face, coming up to see the “cheesy, fairytale moment”. She quickly put her hands over her heart and “aww”-ed loudly.

Suzanne’s cheeks turned crimson as she turned her face to glare at her “friend”. Laura, however, was no longer paying attention, as she was being “attacked” by a certain Elven prince. He quickly came up behind her and pulled her back to have her fall in the water. Laura turned in midair to grab a hold of him to prevent herself from falling over, causing herself to fall sideways. Legolas lost his balance in the process and fell on top of her, bracing either arm on each side of her to avoid crushing her. She glanced down at his lips, before looking to his eyes again. Her eyes traveled between the two for a few seconds. He lowered his head to hers, inches away from her before a voice interrupted him.

“Umm...Laura?”

“Not now.”

“No, seriously, you’re going to want to stop for now.”

“Go away.”

At that moment a deep voice froze the elf and human.

“What kind of training is this, exactly?”

Four pairs of eyes shifted to see Lord Elrond standing on the bank, looking quite curiously at the two. Legolas hurriedly stood up, Laura quickly following.

Suzanne finally decided to break the extremely awkward silence. “Good afternoon, M’Lord.” This only provided a slight distraction

Laura quickly spoke up. “We were, um, practicing hand-to-hand combat, and, I lost my balance and accidentally knocked M’Lord Legolas down as well.”

Lord Elrond’s big, fuzzy eyebrows were raised. It was all Suzanne could to from laughing out loud, and Laura would be doing the same if she wasn’t so terrified.

“And I’m sure he was just telling your lips a secret about how not to fall?”

A long pause followed, leaving Laura to try and find something else to look at, like the interesting rocks. Lord Elrond finally spoke again.

“Legolas, I wish to talk to you. Now. Alone.”

Legolas nodded and quickly followed after the Elf lord.

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Suzie:Bwahahahahaha!

Laura: Poor leggy! Wait, why am I saying poor Leggy? POOR ME!!!

Suzie: Why poor you?

Laura: I was SOOO CLOSE!!!

Suzie: Um, not really...see, we planned this from the beginning, remember?

Laura breaks down into uncontrollable sobbing

Suzie: Yeah, ummm, right. Well, read and review! And, I’ll try and calm down Laura here before the next chapter.