Meet the Cast

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Laura and Legolas continued their lesson after the mid-day meal, exploring the gardens and discussing whatever came to mind. Both felt that they could talk openly with the other. Laura explained her discomfort with a certain male who had taken too much of an interest with her.

“His name is Jared, and he, well, fell in love with me after only a few hours of knowing me. He kept trying to call me on the phone.”

This got her a curious look from the elf.

“Oh! Uh, we have this device that we can use to talk to people over long distances.”

He nodded, slightly grasping the concept.

“Well, he’s had this obsession with me for about a year now. I like him as a friend, but I don’t share the same feeling that he has for me. He’s gotten more persistent in trying to contact me recently. I guess that’s one of the reasons that I’m glad about being here as opposed to my world.”

Legolas told her about his home in Mirkwood and the pressures of being a prince. The two suddenly came upon Aragorn and Suzanne, the man with his arm around the human woman’s waist.

Laura looked at Legolas, mischief sparkling in her eyes.

“My Lord, Legolas. What have we here?”

Legolas looked back, smirking slightly.

“Why, Lady Laura, is it not Lord Aragorn and Lady Suzanne? It seems Estel has been shirking his duties in taking care of his charge.”

“Or following them too well.”

Suzanne closed her eyes, her mouth clenched in a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. {Laura will pay. Dearly.} She turned around, twisting herself out of Aragorn’s embrace, and stared at the brunette. She smiled sweetly, trying futilely to hide her mortification. Luckily for Laura, Suzanne was able to control the malice inside of her. {Ignorant Laura, however, is not thinking about what she is saying}

The brunette glanced at the elf momentarily before laughing quietly at her friend. It was obvious she was trying to control her anger. Laura dreaded to think of what Suzanne would think of as revenge, however.

Aragorn, attempting to change the attention of the group, addressed the three.

“It is getting late. We should return.”

Laura and Suzanne quickly walked to the horses. Legolas smiled knowingly at his friend, winking before following the two women. Both men realized that there were only two horses.

“[Aragorn, Lady Suzanne will ride with you on Indo Cormamin. Lady Laura and I shall ride on Ohtar.]”

Suzanne paused and turned from where she was standing. She was almost positive that she had heard her name spoken. Her name was easy to hear as it had the ‘double s’ sound to it. Ever since she was small(-er), she had listened for her name in any sentence. Suzanne was paranoid, and everyone who was around her would discover that fact in one way or another.

As she reached Indo Cormamin, Aragorn placed his hands on her waist and picked her up to settle her on the mare. He then mounted behind her and took the reins in his hands. Legolas followed a similar suit, both the brunette woman and blonde elf seated atop Ohtar.

The four reached the core of Imiladris soon after. Legolas dismounted before offering his hand to help Laura off the bay stallion. Aragorn got off Indo Cormamin, Suzanne then losing her balance. Laura laughed slightly at her friend’s plight. {Surprise, surprise.} Aragorn caught her before she hit the ground and settled her lightly on her feet once more. The group then ate dinner and parted for the night. Suzanne began to walk off, muttering.

Aragorn departed to talk with Arwen while Legolas escorted the girls to their room.

“Ir abarad. Maer aduial, Brennilenae.” [Until tomorrow, good night, my ladies.]

Laura’s gaze turned harsh, the elf smiling sheepishly.

“Nurnon. Maer aduial, Laura and Suzanne.” [I’m sorry. Good night.]

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As soon as the door shut, Suzanne turned and glared at her friend.

“What did you think you were doing?”

Laura smirked deviously at her friend, her voice holding a slightly triumphant tone.

“I knew you had feelings for him!”

Suzanne growled under her breath and lunged at her friend. Tackling her on the bed, she began to mercilessly tickle her. Laura began screaming and laughing at the same time. (Don’t ask how.) She started to counter- attack, Suzanne laughing hysterically. Legolas ran into the room again, wondering what had happened in the five minutes he had been gone. Laura grinned evilly and looked at her friend.

“Why, Suzanne, do you believe that Elves are ticklish?”

“I do not know, my dear friend. Let us find out.”

The two ran forward and wrestled Legolas to the ground. Suzanne held one arm as she tickled one of his sides. Laura did the same. This continued for a few moments, Legolas finally getting one arm free from Suzanne and lurching forward towards Laura.

Laura immediately tried to back up, but only succeeded in landing on her back so that she was lying on the floor. Legolas began to tickle her stomach, causing her to try to kick him away slightly. She began to laugh hysterically while Suzanne sat and watched her friend with no intent of helping her. Not that Laura would want to be helped out of that situation, anyway.

Aragorn took long strides down the hallway leading to his temporary bedchamber, his spirit slightly somber because of the fate Arwen was leaning toward deciding. He loved her, yet he would prefer for her to live forever with her Elven kin. As he walked down the hall, he heard shrieks coming from Laura and Suzanne’s bedchamber. He mentally prepared himself for whatever was happening and drew his sword. Aragorn burst through the door of the room, stopping immediately to take in the sight before him.

Legolas was leaning over Laura, tickling her as she was laughing and screaming. Aragorn arched an eyebrow and looked at Suzanne questioningly. She just laughed, thinking that this would be the perfect time to take revenge. But she couldn’t, as she was incapable of making herself stop laughing. The brunette man walked closer to the two, who were seemingly oblivious of his presence.

He cleared his throat, eliciting a shriek of surprise from Laura. Legolas quickly leaped to his feet, almost colliding with his friend as he looked around the room. Laura’s breathing was slightly labored from all the laughing. She sat up, folding one leg under the other one that was raised so that she could rest her head on her knee. Suzanne looked at her friend for a moment, conveying with her eyes and motions of her head that they should get Aragorn. Laura motioned that Suzanne should attack first, attempting to distract the brunette man.

“Thank you, my lord. It was becoming quite difficult to breathe.”

Suzanne began to move toward her friend before darting quickly in the direction of Aragorn and attacking his sides. Laura swiftly swung her leg out, knocking him to the ground by colliding with the back of his knees. Aragorn quickly got the upper hand on the small blonde and soon commenced with tickling her. Legolas’ clear laughter sprang from his lips as he sat down beside his charge.

Laura looked over at him and smiled before turning her attention to Aragorn and Suzanne once more. Legolas took this opportunity to assail again, quickly grabbing Laura’s wrists with one hand while his other hand roamed her stomach in search of a sensitive place. Laura squealed again, taken by surprise.

As Legolas was occupied with Laura, Aragorn had succeeded in putting an arm around the blonde’s small waist and clamping her arms to her side. With his other hand he was assaulting her feet. The laughter of the four reverberated within the room. It was all Suzanne could do to keep herself from biting her captor. (She seemed to enjoy that, although Laura constantly reminded her that it wasn’t appropriate to bite people.) Soon she turned her head to face him and plead to be released from his vise-like grip. As her face revolved she muffled another yelp, finding herself face- to-face, or rather nose-to-nose, with Isildur’s heir. She almost wished she could stay there, but looking over she saw Laura in an even more strenuous situation.

“Umm, excuse me.”

She managed to mutter this loud enough for him to hear and twisted out of his siege. The small girl sat upright and cross-legged, wondering if she should intervene.

After a minute the tall brunette and even taller blonde stopped again, Legolas still hovering over her while grasping her arms. One knee of his was placed on either side of her legs. Laura looked away from him, suddenly realizing the prospect of the position they were in.

“Awkward position. Personal bubble. Please move.”

She laughed slightly after saying that, Legolas quickly releasing her and standing. He extended his hand to help her up and she gratefully took it. When they stood, they realized that Aragorn and Suzanne were staring at them. Laura avoided eye contact with both of them, awkward silence filling the room for a moment. Aragorn then spoke up.

“Legolas and I should leave now. Good night, Laura and Suzanne. We will see you at the breaking of dawn.”

The two left, closing the doors to the bedchamber behind them. Laura soon started giggling again.

“Yeah, see me up at the breaking of dawn. I’m thinking not.”

Suzanne just smiled at her friend before resorting to taunting once more.

“What was it exactly that you and Legolas were doing over there?”

Suzanne smirked, as Laura stood speechless, trying to think of something to say but failing miserably. The two proceeded to get ready for bed and soon drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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A/N: The Council of Elrond is coming up next. Please R&R. Give us any suggestions you have! Ask questions! Comment! Flame us if you’d like, we’ll just burn down the school with them.