In My Dreams | By : ktekc Category: Casts RPF > LotR (all) > LotR (all) Views: 847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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10:15 found Dom sitting at a small table in the quiet café. He had already downed two lattes and ritually murdered two innocent paper napkins since his arrival ten minutes prior. He was fidgeting and the waitress was giving him weird looks. Not the usual “Is that a Hobbit?” looks more like a “Is that a homicidal killer?” look. He tossed what he hoped looked like a reassuring smile in her direction. Apparently, it didn’t because she walked over to the counter to another girl who appeared to be the manager and whispers something to her. They both look back at him and the managers eyes lit up. Yeah that’s the Hobbit look. She shakes her head and whispers back at her. He watches as the look of comprehension hits her face about the same time as the bright red flush does. He tries another smile and she just gets brighter. Poor girl must remember to give her a good tip. Actually, he preferred when girls didn’t recognize him right away. That whole she likes me for me thing. His hopes are when they find out they have already seen him as a person not just the person who “Oh My GOD” really knows Elijah!!!! It does get old. He had had one really weird unexplainable one so far. It was their second date and he took her to a movie she had wanted to see. He caught the end of the Two Towers preview as he was returning with snacks. She smacked him and accused him of trying to deceive an innocent girl and toying with her so that he could have fun with his famous friends at her expense later and stormed out. What the hell, did she want him to wear a sign or something perhaps “I was on Lord of the Rings” or “I have a nekkid shower scene on the internet” or maybe just a simple “I do it Hobbit Style” He hoped she had gotten the therapy she needed. Oh well. Maybe that was part of why he instantly liked Emily. She didn’t seem to know him from Adam.
He had dressed casual. He could clean up well when needed but preferred comfort. He realized that he lived in a town where 95% of the population would drag out the Vera Wang for the opening of a mailbox but that just was not him. “Oh god I hope that’s not like her” He looked down he had worn jeans and his favorite “I Poke Badgers with Spoons” T-Shirt made by a lovely fan. A Fan who he really would have loved a chance to chat up a bit more but Bills chose that moment to dump ice water in his lap. He had jumped up hopping and twitching like a Chihuahua on crack. Luckily for Bill he stopped wearing kilts to events where fans were within groping range. Now they had all had their butts grabbed at one time or another and most rather enjoyed it to tell the truth, but Billy had kilt horror stories that would make your blood run cold. He was a TRUE Scotsman after all. By the time he had stopped laughing at him, she was gone.
In addition, Dom being a man who knows how to accessorize topped off the ensemble with his favorite leather cuff. The one Elijah had bought him for Christmas, and had the “One Ring’s” inscription burned into it for him. He hoped he hadn’t gone too casual. He looked up in time to see her walk in. Good she was in jeans too and oh my god marry me and bear my babies she was wearing a Man U. shirt. She was smiling as she walked up to the table.
“This seat taken?”
“It is now, you a footie fan?” He asked gesturing to the shirt.
“Yes I am a fan, not a rabid one or anything though.”
“I am. Foaming at the mouth, shoot me I’m Kujo rabid fan.” They were just getting into a World Cup discussion when the manager whose nametag said Teri came over.
“I’m sorry to interrupt but your waitress is to shy to come back over Mr. Monaghan. Can I get you two anything?” They both ordered coffees and a plate of biscotti. “Not to be annoying or anything but could I bug you for your autograph? I had never read the books until I saw the movies and now I have read them three times! I’ve been convinced. I guess you could call me a new fan.”
“Sure no problem we love all the fans new ones and old ones alike.” He borrowed her pen and scribbled on a napkin; “To Teri a new fan, love Dom Monaghan” and handed it to her. “Did she want one too?” he asked gesturing to the waitress.
“Karen? She’s trying to get up enough courage on her own to ask. Give her a minute. She is still embarrassed for not recognizing you. Not to mention thinking you were weird and should be watched carefully.” She added the end in a whisper. “Be right back with your order.” She walked away stuffing the napkin in her pocket.
Dom turned to find Emily staring at him with her deep purple eyes. “I guess this answers another question, I’m an actor. What do you do?”
“I work in my Aunts shop. You’re an actor? I’m sorry but should I recognize you? Should I feel embarrassed? What was she talking about?”
“Whoa slow down how about one at a time. Yes, don’t know, no, some movies I was in.” He looked over at her as if to say “Next”
“What do you mean don’t know, what movies?”
Here goes nothing, “The Lord of the Rings movies, and I don’t know if you should recognize me depends on if you have seen them I guess.” There it’s out. Well he hadn’t been hit yet that was always a good sign.
“No I haven’t. I’ve loved the books since I was a little girl and I guess I didn’t want anything to ruin it for me so I didn’t go see them.” She shrugged her shoulders.” I guess I’m a purist, besides I heard my favorite character Tom Bombadil was cut out.” She lifted an eyebrow waiting for him to defend the movies to the death.
“Your right, the books are better. However, you’re also wrong.”
“Huh?”
“The movies, they don’t ruin the books. For me and just about anyone I’ve ever talked to said they made reading the books more enjoyable. Even the Tolkien family. You can’t get much more purist than them can you? They are definitely worth seeing especially the extended editions. I’ll watch them with you if you like. I haven’t fed my ego yet today. “
“Alright, but not today and put the ego away it wasn’t you that talked me into it. It was Teri’s glowing review. Just tell me there’s an Oliphant I’ve always wanted to see an Oliphant.” With that, they launched into a discussion about the books and their favorite parts. Doms being Treebeard and the Ents destroying Isengard. Emily’s favorite character was Bombadil but her favorite story line was Sam’s journey from gardener to hero. They were discussing the white tree of Gondor when he noticed she wasn’t looking at him. More like looking through him.
“Em, you okay?” He waved his hand in front of her eyes, “Em your starting to creep me out” did he bore her to death or something. “Emily” Suddenly her eyes focused on him and all traces of humor were gone from her face.
“Do you have a green eyed brother?” she was still staring but directly at him now. He noticed her eyes had darkened to black.
“What?”
“Do you have a green eyed brother?” he thought about it and the closest thing he could come up with was Billy. Better brother you couldn’t ask for.
“I consider him my brother does that count?” he was more than confused now.
“Yes, call him, now.”
TBC. . .
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