Eladoriel sighed.
"This is stupid. Menelien won't listen, especially now that Trippo's joined her. Grr. I'll just head off to the Award Hall, then."
Eladoriel walked off, glancing back worriedly at her friend, still dangling off the chandelier with a hippo...
"Hope she gets out of there alive!"
Suddenly, Eladoriel heard a loud crash. She turned around in a whirl of her white dress, and saw Menelien hanging off the chandelier which was now dangling six feet above the ground. Trippo was on the ground right below the chandelier.
The chandelier itself was hanging off a very long, very thin wire. Three seconds later, the wire ripped in two and Menelien joined the hippo on the ground, the chandelier lying in pieces around them.
Eladoriel rushed to her friend, and helped her up. She would have helped Trippo up as well, but she lacked the strength(no offence intended, Trippo, just true facts).
"That was SO fun! I WANNA DO IT AGAIN!" Menelien shouted.
"Umm, Menel, uh, the Award Ceremony has just started, let's get going."
"BUT I WANT TO DO IT AGAIN!"
"GOD! Menelien, listen to me. The chandelier is in pieces, you two," Said Eladoriel gesturing at the elf and the hippo beside her, "you broke it."
Menelien then seemed to snap out of it.
"Oh... What... I can see clearly again! But I'm so tired..."
"No more alcohol for you, young lady." Eladoriel said, very strictly.
"Eladoriel, you are my friend, not my mother!" Menelien replied sleepily.
Eladoriel was getting very annoyed with the pointless conversation. She grabbed Menelien's hand, and together they ran off to the big double doors at the other end of the ballroom.
"Sorry Trippo!" Eladoriel shouted across the room at the hippo struggling to get up as the two elves ran.
Finally, they arrived at the awards ceremony. Not many people filled in the long rows of seats, as most of the party attendants were still rolling around drunk somewhere in the party hall... Eladoriel had a large choice of seats to choose from, and soon she started to get dizzy. Finally, she spotted a small, cozy area.
Holding Menelien by the hand, she walked over to the spot she saw. The occupants of the area were Arafangwen, an elf she didn't recognize, and five hobbit children. The elf seemed to be struggling with two of the small children that were giving him a particularly hard time.
Eladoriel walked up, and asked "Can my friend and I join you here?"
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The world was young, the mountains green. No stain yet on the moon was seen. No words were laid on stream or stone, When Durin woke and walked alone...
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