Chapter 11: Into Lothlorien

The company had made into the forest of Lothlorien, and Gimli was telling the hobbits about the witch of the forest.

Gimli: There's a witch in these here woods. They say that people that come in, come out... DIFFERENT.

Beatrice: Who's 'they' and what do they know about this lady? I mean, where I come from people that are called 'witches' are usually nice little old ladies that give you milk and cookies! Besides, for all you know, these people could've changed for the better!

Gimli: I don't know...

Despite what Beatrice had said, the hobbits were now feeling somewhat nervous. 'What was this lady really like? Was she really a witch? If she was, would she be nice? And if she wasn't, what would she do to them?'

Gimli continued to tell them of strange tales, and they got more nervous, though Legolas just rolled hs eyes and listened intently. Just as Gimli was getting to the part where this so-called 'witch' boiled the bones of a little hobbit named Billy, several blond haired elves stepped out, aiming their bow-and-arrows at the company. One of the elves spoke up, saying, in elven:

"Who are and what are you doing here in the fair land of Lorien?"

Legolas: *in Elven* We are friends and mean no harm!

At this, the elf that had spoke nodded to his companions, who put their weapons down.

Elf: *in English* Welcome! We rarely use any language other than our own, for we live so deep in Lorien. But some of us who travel abroad to get news and to watch our enemies speak lanuages of other lands... I am one of them. My name is Haldir-

Beatrice: Hiya, Haldir! How you doin'?

Haldir: *confused* How you-?

Legolas: *whispers* She's not quite all there; just ignore her!

Beatrice: I heard that!

Haldir: Well, as I was saying... messengers of Elrond have passed by, and so there have been rumors of y our coming. Though, they didn't mention any halflings... (Beatrice: Not a hobbit!) Well, you don't look evil, and you've got one of our kindred (Legolas: *smiles and looks down*), so we are willing to befriend you. By the way, how many are there of you?

Legolas: There's nine: me, five hobbits (Beatrice: Not a hobbit...), and two men, one of which is Aragorn (Aragorn: *looks up at hearing his name*), who's an elf-friend of the folk of Westernesse...

Aragorn: Yep, that would be me!

Haldir: But the dwarf? Is he not with you?

Beatrice: Oh, yeah! But we know you people don't quite get along, so we decided not to mention him for now!

Gimli: *scowls*

Merry: *steps on Beatrice's foot*

Beatrice: Hey! *steps on Merry's foot*

Merry: *steps on Beatrice's foot harder*

Beatrice: YAH! *jumps Merry*

And while the two ho- erm, Beatrice and Merry fought it out in the background, the wiser people thought of how to settle this new dilema.

Haldir: No dwarf has ever seen Lothlorien...

Legolas: *getting pissed* And he doesn't have to if we blind fold him!

Gimli: Nope! No way! Nuh uh! Ain't gettin' blindfolded...

Boromir: Since when did you start talking like that?

Everyone else: *looks at Beatrice*

Beatrice: *on Merry's back, pulling his hair* What?

Boromir: Never mind...

Aragorn: Look, why don't we ALL get blind folded?

Gimli: Ha! A merry troop of fools we shall look!

Others: *look at Merry, Pippin and Beatrice*

Aragorn: Oh no, we don't look like fools... look, Gimli! We'll all just get blind folded and that's that!

Gimli: But-

Aragorn: No buts! I'm the leader and I said so! *folds arms*

Gimli: Okay, if that's what you want...

Just then, a young elf ran in, and dropped into Haldir's arms, panting.

Haldir: What is it?

Elf: Lady Galadriel said- she said- she said-

Haldir: *shakes the elf* DAMMIT! WHAT DID SHE SAY?

Elf: *talks really fast*Shesaidsheknewthesepeepsandit'sokayifthedwarfseesloriensohedoesn'tneedtobeblindfolded!

Haldir: One more time, please! And this time slower!

Elf: She said she knew these peeps and it's okay if the dward sees Lorien, so he doesn't need to be blindfolded!

Haldir: Much better! Off you go! *smacks the elf on the butt and the kid runs away. turns back to the company* Well, you heard that folks! No blindfolds needed!

Aragorn: Excellent! Now, as for those two... *looks at Merry and Beatrice who are still viciously stepping on each other's feet and pinching each other* I'm surrounded by morons...

Beatrice and Merry: *stop fighting* We heard that!

Legolas: *grabs Beatrice*

Gimli: *grabs Merry* That's enough fightin' for you two!

Aragorn: Good job, guys! Cookies for both of you! *takes some moldy cookies out of his pocket and gives them to the grinning Lego and Gmli*