The Prologue

A/N Hi welcome to "Are you sure we are related!? This crazed loony tune of a fic was written when our parents decided to leave us alone! Em the elf here writing her first fic in collaboration with her crazy, jobless, older brother Geo!

Geo: Hey everyone, please read this or Em will make me continue staring at this annoying Legolas picture!

Em: Legolas will never be annoying!

Geo: *ducks blow*

On with the story!!!

Reviews are welcome and flames will be used to make Legolas hot and sweaty!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except George and myself. G: You don't own me!

"Emily where's the cheesestrings? If you've eaten all of them again I will shove that book so far up your arse you'll be able to flick through the Council of Elrond scene with your teeth!"

"Will you stop interrupting me I'm just about to find out what happens to Frodo with that spider Shelob." Emily glanced over to George hoping he would he would catch the evils she was sending him but instead saw him peering into the fridge.
"Oh for God sake let me look" Emily dragged herself off the couch and wandered over to the fridge.

"Well move if you want me to help!" Emily kicked George in the shin causing him to fall headfirst, arse over tit, straight into the fridge.

All of a sudden George disappeared as he plunged into the strawberry trifle.
"What the hell! Where the f**k did he go?" Emily looked around and raised her eyebrows.

"Well he's not getting all the fun," she picked up her powerpuff girls bag, turned towards the fridge and what would have been an impressive jump if it wasn't for the cheesestrings on the floor, dived into the fridge just a few moments after George had disappeared into the trifle.