*ahem* I claim no ownership to lord of the rings, I only own Manda, ok? Good, now that we’ve got that cleared…
Her astonishment dissapeared quickly, though, when she realized that they were talking about her. Arwen then disappeared, leaving Legolas alone with a shocked look on his face. "Uhm," geez, what would you say to the person that you literally worshipped? "hello. My name is Manda." He didn’t act like it was a bad thing to say.
The thought brought a smirk to his face, which Manda noticed immediately. "What’s wrong?" Manda asked. "Nothing. I was just thinking how much you needed a hairbrush." He instantly regretted it. Her face blushed, and she raked her fingers through her hair. "Arwen left some clothes over there," he pointed to the far wall, "so I’ll leave you to get dressed."
And with that said, he left. Manda pressed a hand to her head as she sat up, waiting for the ache. But none came. She walked to the dresser in the corner, and looked down at her normal clothes and realized why Arwen had left a dress. Her shirt was ripped in her shoulder, and her jeans didn’t look like jeans anymore.
After making sure that the door was shut, she pulled off her normal clothes and slipped on the dress. She then picked up the hairbrush and slid it through her hair. Once. And it didn’t get caught in tangles like it usually did.
She walked over and looked in the mirror. Her hair shone unnaturally blonde. Her skin was paler than usually. And the points of her ears showed through her blonde hair.
Manda screamed. Loudly. Legolas came running through the door and caught her just as her knees buckled and her blue eyes went heavenward.
