Disclaimer: I do not own Aragorn and Legolas. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkein. I, however, own the scissors, mirror and Aragorn’s eyebrows *g*

Author’s Note: Had my haircut and as I was sitting there waiting for my hair to be chopped off, the plot bunny attacked and I this is the result. All that has happened to Aragorn (aka Estel) actually happened to me before but I’m fortunate enough to have retained most of my eyebrow. I hope you like it.

Additional Notes: This is sort of a prequel to "Aragorn's Revenge" I finally decided to post it here. Didn't think it was appropriate at first but I thought I'd give it a try anyway. Hopefully it won't get me banned. LOL!

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"Where are you going, Estel?"

"For a haircut."

"Oh! About time! It's getting hard to see your face."

"Ha ha. Very funny."

"Hey, why don't I cut it for you?"

"You? Are you sure? I mean... as a prince..."

"Oh, I have done my share of cutting and trimming in Mirkwood"

"Ah, very well then."

"All right, let me fetch the scissors. I will be back soon."

"Right."

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"Let's comb out the tangles first..."

"Ow!"

"Sorry. Now let's see..."

*snip* *snip* *snip*

"Hmm..."

"What?"

"The right side seems to be shorter than the left."

"Then trim the left."

*snip* *snip* *snip*

"Hmm..."

"Now what?!"

"The left side is now shorter than the right."

"I am afraid to ask but... where did you learn to cut hair?"

"Hair? I didn't say I could cut hair."

"But you said you've done your share of cutting and trimming?!"

"Yeah... cutting and trimming the hedge around my father's palace."

"Legolas!!! That's it! I'm getting out of here!"

"Estel! Don't move!"

"Oww! My ear!!"

"Told you not to move. Don't worry, it's only a small nick. Hang on... I'll just stick a small piece of paper on the cut. It'll stop the bleeding. Now sit still!"

"I will trim the front. This should be easier."

"And safer."

"Right."

*snip* *snip* *snip*

"Oops..."

"Oops?"

"Uh oh..."

"Uh oh what?!"

"Uhh... did you want to... ummm... trim your eyebrows?"

"No!"

"Well, you didn't say. I've already "trimmed" one of them."

"You what?!?! ARGH!!!!"

"Do you want me to "trim" the other one to... balance it?

"NO! What did you do to my eyebrow??! Get me a mirror!"

"Well... it's not that bad. Ummm... we can use the hair that I've cut off and stick it on your brow..."

"Mirror! Now!"

"Or you could borrow Arwen's brow pencil..."

"Bring. Me. A. Mirror. NOW!!"

"All right! All right! I'll be right back."

"Grrrrr...."

"Here's your mirror."

"AAAAHHHHH!!!!! LEGOLAS!!!! WHERE IS MY EYEBROW?!?!?"

"I'm going back to Mirkwood!! Namarie, mellon nin! See you in two months!!!"

"COME BACK HERE!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh………" *thud*

- The End –

Namarie, mellon nin – farewell, my friend
Estel – Aragorn’s elven name, which also means Hope.