Lord of the Rings: Alternative Version - What if They Had Just Flown the Eagles into Mordor? (Part Eight)
Boromir climbed down, then looked at Aragorn, smirking. "Plucky little halflings...."
Aragorn merely gave him a sad smile. Legolas came up to Aragorn and clapped him on the shoulder. "I miss him too, my friend. But do not despair. he would have wanted us to go on." Aragorn nodded, and then helped Frodo and Sam off of Gwaihir. Gimli got off of his Eagle, and they were shortly rejoined by Merry and Pippin.
Aragorn began to walk into the woods. "Come, friends. We have business with the Lady."
Grumbling, the Fellowship followed.
Gimli spoke in a low growl once they were a short ways inside. "Sorcery... well, nothing here is going to enchant me.... I have the eyes of a hawk, and the ears of a fox."
Suddenly, there was an arrowhead pointed at his chest, as the elven archer stepped forward, speaking. "And the intelligence of an acorn."
Legolas stepped forward, smiling. "That is an insult to the acorns, my friend."
There were several snorts as many of the members of the Fellowship attempted to suppress their laughter.
Gimli opened his mouth to say something, but closed it at a warning glance shot at him by Aragorn, who moved toward the new arrival. "Haldir, we need to see the Lady. We have need of her aid."
Haldir nodded. "Follow me." Then he plunged deeper into the forest.