I saw your Carpenter's Braids, Legolas. I love them! Very nice. :)
Remember how worried I was about you and the power tools? Well I think I will now have nightmares. First electricity and then water? *doesn't even want to think about the nail gun* Honey, maybe taking up carpentry when you get home isn't such a good idea. You look great with the tools and I have faith in you really I do, but I think you just get too caught up in things to be really productive, yeah? But, but, um I love you! *smiles reasuringly*
Well, well, here are two things that we don't agree on. You like strawberry jam, I like raspberry. You watch Wheel of Fortune, I watch Jeopardy!. I admit though, sometimes Vana has the worst outfits on.
al got the countertop! Yay! So what do you think? Is it as pretty as I imagine it is?
*looks at ugly off white counters*
I am going to miss you when you go, mellon -nin. I always wait impatiiently for your letter. You are just so sweet. *whispers so puterpatty can't hear* And who am I going to share pickles with? *hands you one*

I like your hair very much indeed Legolas! Sounds like you got into a lot of trouble in the kitchen lol!

Prance, if you really want, you can come use my power tools and put a nice fountain in my kitchen, okay? I bet you could make it look really pretty! *hugs and kisses*
Al: Why not? Will Turner's a sword-smith, so he's GOT to me MUCH more capable with powertools than Mr. Handy Prance. *grins*

Aww, Legolas. I think you should just know that we are all missing you very much over here at the Official Fanfiction University of Middle-Earth, and Lord Elrond wishes you well. I do, too, you know. Tell al that I hope she doesn't have any more problems with kidney stones. And fear not, we've got the scary stories about you being snogged under control. You should be able to enjoy your stay with al without being jumped by any scary fangirls.

Wishing you well with the carpenter stint,
Lord Elrond's Bailiff

Dear Lego,
I'm sorry Lego but trust me, you did NOT want to go and stay in the boy's cabin. No, you couldn't stay in the girl's with me because you are not a girl.
Mom,
I like it when you talk to me in the reviews. You made a wonderful chapter, as usual.
Love,
Lil'Pip

Nasty visions of evil ER episodes all throughout the first part of this chapter. Brilliant writing, al. Really. You excel at leading your reader to imagine things that aren't really happening. And I'm very thankful it was just his hair.
Also, and it needs to be said, brilliant writing there at the end too. Such beautiful description. What wondrous images you created for me. Of course, not that I need any help in that department, but still, it's nice not to have to do the work sometimes.
And Legolas? I don't think it was a figure of speech. I think you really would be more comfortable without those jeans on.
*pulls you back to snog with me some more when Grammar goes off into the next room*

Oh, Legolas! Your poor hair, getting all stuck and snipped! I am sure it looks absolutely-positively perfect again now though. *g* I was a little surprised when al mentioned that you left it loose when working in that kitchen again-good thing you earned those carpenter's braids so soon.
Honestly though, you really had me worried for a while there, especially after someone (was it al or Yes Dear?) mentioned what a "bloody mess" you'd gotten yourself into. And then al would call the chapter "Tool Time", which automatically makes a person think of the TV show "Home Improvement" where there are several unfortunate accidents...the one I best remember is where the father gets his forehead super-glued to a big sheet of plywood...I am glad nothing like *that* happened to you!
Ack! I can totally understand the frustration with the sink! As an avid hand-washer myself, I know what a pain it is when the sink doesn't work (or when it is a sink with those pesky press handles that you have to push down about fifteen times just to get your hands clean).
I am sure that with all of your help, that kitchen is going to look wonderful by the time it is done. Glad to hear that you had so much fun helping Joe.
And goodness...poor al. You certainly have a way of "teasing" her. *sighs with a grin and shakes head at you*
*pauses to consider the fact that there is not much more time for lub ledders or anything else...bites lip and attempts to avoid getting upset* Take care of yourself! *sends a few kisses back and waves*
-Aranel

I saw it, Legolas Thank you so much! *gives you a big kiss for being so nice* And your poor hair, Legolas! A whole inch! That's so much! *gives you a big hug* I hope it grows back soon! Oh yeah... and how DO you put in warrior braids? I can never get it right ;; And al, I hope everything works out for you all, whatever the outcome. Be careful with those power tools, okay Legolas? *hugs for you*

*takes the Q-tips* Thanks. sticks the Q-tips into her ears* *triumphantly* There! Let's see if any linear equations can get in there now! Muahah.

Legolas, long silky hair, carpenters crack, naked carpentering...
What was this chapter about again?
Thank you Legolas, and yes, A&C (and S) are the best gifts I could ever have. Now, do I get a birthday kiss?

yes, that orlando looks alot like you. in my opinion he is one of the most good-looking mortals ever. but legolas, you know i think you're the best looking immortal i've ever seen.
im glad that you weren't hurt that seriously, as al said, "it will all match again." well i must go cook dinner. ;] take care legolas!

Dear Legolas,
I have not been to al's house yet. Thank you for the say hi and so do the other. I hope you feel better of what happen to you.I'll still be waitting for you in Middle-Earth.*gives Legolas a kiss*.
*namarie Melamin.
- From your elf from Rivendell

Your hair? It was your hair? LOL. Ah, I guess I can understand to some extent. My hair is naturally auburn, and I would be royally pissed if someone cut it. Makes it hard to braid it n such. My condolences. *has a moment of silence for the lost hair*

Aw...*cuddles Legolas* No, I'm sure they'll still let you be in the shoot...here, actually, you know what? I called the photographer's office for you, and they said I could be official photographer on this special they're doing: "Skilled Carpenters at Work" *holds up digital camera* Now if you'll just get into that pose you were in when you were shovelling up the remains of that particle board...*snaps away happily* Very good, mellon! Just a few more...and the hair looks GORGEOUS, by the way...Mirkwood must do good conditioner...
*grins at al* I'm really glad he didn't hurt himself badly...how would you have explained it?
Looking forward to the next installment, although I'll be sad when you and the Prance leave us again...

*blush*
I'm not having issues
*eye twitch*
*sets pile of homework on fire and throws away flamethrower*
Hm...still people with lisps can't say lisp so therefore can't explain thier aliment(sp?) to anyone.
Well got to go... School work keeps piling up...
*Takes out math and english books nad hack them to paieces with sword*