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HAHA MORE STORIES (Basically LOtR bedtime stories)

Well, I don't really know what to say about this except I was going through one of my folders on my computer and I found this. It's dated November 3, 2014 as when it was last edited and I totally forgot about it xD

Probably a good thing....

Okay, so basically it's a bunch of random short stories that are true (about Middle Earth) and then one random story of when Legolas was like five and liked to harass people. 

So. 

This one is about Thranduil's life story:

Once upon a time, there was a cunning and skilled warrior. He was mighty in power and he raised his son to be like him. The small elf-child was called Thranduil, and he quickly grew to be a mighty swordsman, bow-master, and prince. His Father taught him much about being a good ruler. Something that Thranduil also had was a sense of humor because he really liked parties. His father, though, was a bit more serious but when his son was little he made sure to throw some royal forest parties once in a while. When Thranduil was approaching his adult years, he was more or less 200 years old or so, his father fell in battle. The Last Alliance and a host of other creatures of good had fought valiantly, against Sauron and the hosts of Mordor, though still many lives were lost. Thranduil inherited his father's realm of Mirkwood and began his rule. He was a good king. The end. 

This is the story of Elrond's parents: 

Once upon a time there was a couple, Eärendil and Elwing. One was human and one wasn't. Eärendil was human and Elwing was an elf (daughter of Dior and Nimloth)  and so they got married and had two lovely sons. They were twins and were named Elrond and Elros. The children were the first of the line of the half elven and powerful was their lineage. They were also were powerful because they had some magic left over from their really cool genetics from Melian, their grandmother, who was a Maia. One day there was an issue with a war (War of Silmarils, stupid Fëanor) and Elwing with her two sons was kidnapped. By Maglor. Second eldest of Fëanor's sons. Luckily he was nice to them and didn't chuck them in the forest to die (*cough cough* Celegorm) Eärendil built a speedy white ship called the Vingilot and sailed to Valinor (tried to) to talk to Manwë. He got there safely, probably because he had the Silmaril, and the was the first mortal to ever stop foot on Valinor. Luckily he got to talk to the Valar. Meanwhile, Elrond and Elros were rescued, and Elwing turned into a white bird (a swan) and waited for Eärendil. And Elrond and his brother had to make a choice. Since they were half-elven, they had to chose to be either mortal (human) or immortal (elf). Elrond chose to be immortal and his brother decided to be mortal. Elros founded Numenor and was the first king of the Numenoreans. A.K.A the Dunedain. So they both grew strong and wise and eventually Elros died but Elrond went on to have three children with his wife, Galadriel and Celeborn's daughter, Celebrian. His children were Arwen, she was the youngest, and the twins Elladan and Elrohir. The end. 

This one didn't happen. I think:

Once upon a time there was a dwarf who was named Gloín and he had a son whose name was Gimli. Gimli was a very naughty dwarf because he always stole his father's gold. Gloín kept getting very mad at Gimli because one night, he was going to a party. He was looking for his fancy gold chain mail to wear. He looked and looked. However, it turns out that Gimli had it, so to punish him, Gloín banned him from drinking ale for two days. Gimli was so upset about this that he started crying really hard. So, he drank all his dad's ale, and when Gloín found out he threw him in prison with a bunch of water. Gimli cried even harder because ale was his favourite thing in the world. So, his dad let him out of jail but Gimli had to promise that he would make his dad a new ale-cup out of pure gold and never steal his stuff ever again. The end.