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FabulousElvenKing: My advisors are telling me to host a welcome back from quarantine party for Legolas.
ImmaNinjaElf: Why?
FabulousElvenKing: Apparently it will boost morale and give me some bonus fatherly love points. Supposedly the subjects like to have a loving, family kind of king.
SilverTreeLord: I suspect your advisors are right. You need every bit of help you need with the whole father-son bond thing
FabulousElvenKing: Excuse me?? I don't have a clue what you mean. . .
ShiningStar_X: Oh I think you do.
FabulousElvenKing: What is SHE doing here?
ShiningStar_X: *twirls slowly* I can see your soul. . .
FabulousElvenKing: That doesn't answer my question.
ImmaNinjaElf: Why are you two quarrelling this time?
ShiningStar_X: He didn't like the mushroom face I gave him
SilverTreeLord: Lord thranduil, I wish you to know I tried to stop her
ShiningStar_X: Celeborn, what did you just type?
SilverTreeLord: I don't know. . .
FabulousElvenKing: If you're going to make excuses to me, Celeborn, at least capitalize my name. JESUS.
ImmaNinjaElf: Why don't we just talk about the party?
FabulousElvenKing: Sure, why don't you all (EXCEPT GALADRIEL) come to my place and we'll plan this thing out. If this is for my son, I need to make sure he stands out. He's rather fashionably challenged.
SilverTreeLord: I shall meet you there.
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ShiningStar_X: Thrandy-bear, I will see you there as well. I'm sure you didn't mean 'except' me.
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FabulousElvenKing: God she never listens to me
ImmaNinjaElf: Can we talk about 'Thrandy-bear'??????
FabulousElvenKing: No.
ImmaNinjaElf: Rude. . .
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Several hours later, Thranduil''s magnificent Mirkwood home has been transformed. Unfortunately, Galadriel did a lot of the planning so there are giant lobster balloons hanging from the magnificent ceiling and a large lobster ice sculpture right in front of Thranduil's throne. Above the throne a large banner reading, "WELCOME HOME THRANDY-BEAR'S SON" hangs, fluttering gently.
'Purple' trees (that are actually green but no-one wants to tell Galadriel) have been planted all over the place, blocking off some pathways so that elves are forced to either climb over them or find a different route.
Thranduil has retained the right to dress himself and his son so as the guests start arriving, he is wearing a floor length green and orange tunic with an electric blue feather boa wrapped artfully around his body. He lounges on his throne which is draped with pink love hearts left over from Valentine's day for the occasion.
Beside him, standing awkwardly and trying to hide behind the massive lobster ice sculpture, is Legolas. Thranduil has really gone to town on Legolas's outfit, and it is complete with a pink Hello Kitty top and a green leprechaun hat.
A group of dwarves arrives at the party entrance but are stopped by reluctant guards. Thranduil has ordered that no dwarves be allowed at the party. Thorin is among them, his flowing black hair brushed smartly back for the occasion. He steps forward and glares at the guard. Due to his small stature he ends up glaring at the guard's chest, which is rather less intimidating than he would have liked.
In fact his glare gained little more than a few snickers from passing elves.
The dwarves all left, harrumphing and scowling at all elves in the immediate vicinity. A small while later, a group of elves arrived. They were all rather short with ill-fitting wigs and cloaks pulled up to hide their chins. One of the guards, younger than the rest, thought he saw one member of the group's ears fall off.
But he was nervous and wanting to avoid trouble. His Aunt, a poor elf seamstress who made her living making Thranduil's clothing designs come to life , had been so proud when he became one of the royal guard. To lose it would be terrible. JUuuuuuussttt terrible.
So the strange group of elves were let through, and they moved as a cluster to the dance floor where they began gyrating alarmingly and swinging their hips as shocked elves looked on with mixed disgust and awe. Legolas watches from his hiding place behind the giant lobster ice sculpture and thinks for a second he saw one of the short, fat elves wink at him.
The song finishes and everyone wanders away and gets snacks, waiting for the next song to begin. All except the strange group of elves who cluster together, deep voices hushed and muffled under the cloaks.
Thranduil steps onto the dance floor and points a demanding finger at the strange group, "Who are you to come to my party unannounced!?"
For Legolas, this is the last straw. He stands up from behind the ice sculpture and throws his green leprechaun hat away where it lands in Galadriel's lap as she stares at it in awe. Legolas's face is pink, matching his Hello Kitty shirt, "This is MY party Dad. And why do you ALWAYS have to make a scene."
The leader of the strange group turns to face Thranduil and pulls his cloak down to reveal a thick ginger beard. As Thranduil recoils in abject horror, Gimli (for it is he) removes the wig from his head and discards his elven cloak, "Alright Legolas?" he calls, "Didn't think I'd miss your party did you?"
The other 'elves' in the group take off their disguises as well and soon Thorin, Kili, Fili, Balin, Dwalin and other assorted dwarves are standing in front of Thranduil on the multicoloured dance floor, looking up at Legolas.
Thranduil recovers his wits and sends for his guards, who excort the dwarves from the party. All except Gimli. He and Legolas will later meet in a secret room away from the prying eyes of Legolas's father.
The guests are sent home, all except Galadriel. Well, they tried to send her home, but she threatened to turn everyone into cabbage-heads and due to the unfortunate mushroom head incident, no-one argued the matter further.
Thranduil despondantly takes down the decorations as the ice lobster slowly melts and floods his beautiful floors.
The party is over.
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Wasn't feeling amazing today, so I thought I'd do something a little different to cheer myself up. Writing a chatroom ALWAYS makes me feel happy, but I do specially enjoy these weird episodes where nothing really makes much sense.
Willow x
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Lord of the Rings Chatroom (Now with Hobbit)
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