[The Lord of the Rings·The Hobbit] Human Body and Snake Tail

Because it is not easy to come out once, Helen often stays in Shire for a long time, and this time is no exception.

The Shire is her second favorite place, because the hobbits here, like the elves of Mirkwood, don't mind her body and identity.

It made her feel comfortable.

In the later period, Helen, who was poor at cooking, also understood that she could not make any "outstanding contribution" in this area, so she volunteered to teach little Frodo to learn.

It turns out that Helen is indeed a good teacher.

"Helen, can you tell me about the elves?"

Little Frodo was sitting in Helen's arms, pointing his little fingers at the illustrations of elves in the book in Helen's hand.

"You should call me Aunt Helen, little Frodo."

Helen patted the little hobbit's head with her hand.

The little hobbit covered his beaten head, and stared at Helen with a full face of grievance, his mouth was puckered, looking pitiful.

"If I grow up and your appearance hasn't changed, wouldn't it be strange for me to call you Auntie? So I will get used to calling you Helen now!"

As she spoke, she called out "Helen" sweetly.

And looking at the little hobbit with a chubby face, Helen really couldn't bear to educate him severely, so he called and corrected it countless times, and little Frodo would understand that as long as he smiled sweetly at Helen, he would be soft and soft. If he called out, Helen would not pursue it any further.

For this reason, Baggins also talked with Helen centering on 'too pampering will only be detrimental to Frodo's growth'.

As a result, little Frodo's sweet smile made his Aunt Helen completely forget her original intention.

"Anyway, children are meant to be pampered, why should you be strict with him?"

Saying that, Helen picked up little Frodo and left Baggins with a back, and left.

Of course, Helen didn't see what kind of grimace the little hobbit hugging her neck made to the old hobbit behind her.

"Elves, elves are very beautiful creatures. The first time you see them, you will think that they are the most perfect creatures in this world."

Helen closed the book and talked about her views on elves to little Frodo in her arms.

"Beautiful? Will it be more beautiful than Helen?"

The little hobbit tilted his little head and looked at her curiously.

"Thank you for your compliment. Also, call me Aunt Helen! The elves are very beautiful, even more beautiful than me, and they are also very powerful."

"Wow!"

The little hobbit, who knew this amazing creature for the first time, yelled out in amazement at this description, with a long mouth showing its teeth.

"Frodo, you have decayed teeth!"

Helen pinched his jaw, and saw the big black hole in the little hobbit's die at a glance.

"I didn't control myself, I ate a lot of sugar!"

Helen was a little angry.

"I'm sorry, Helen." Little Frodo pursed his lips and looked at her with wet eyes.

It was like this again, Helen reached out her hand helplessly to press her forehead, and subconsciously lowered her tone softly.

"Listen, you can't eat so much sugar in the future, you know?"

After feeling the looseness of Helen's tone, Frodo's expression changed quickly. Just now he was still in a pitiful state with tears rolling in his eyes, but now he was smiling brighter than anyone else. Go on about the elves.

He grabbed Helen's sleeve and kept rubbing against her body.

"Helen, Helen, go on, go on..."

Helen, who was so entangled by Frodo, had no choice but to continue what she had just said.

"Although elves always give people a sense of nobility and inviolability, after you get in touch with them, you will find that they are actually unreliable guys. Don't look at their always arrogant appearance, they are actually There is no difference from other races, and sometimes even more unreasonable..."

Frodo tugged at Helen's sleeve, and Helen shut her mouth, looking at the little hobbit who suddenly tugged at her sleeve.

Little Frodo put his hands on his little head, and said a word.

"Do you like elves? You look happy."

"Eh... is it?"

Helen stretched out her hand to touch her face, and found that the expression on her face was just like the little hobbit said, an arc of joy.

She coughed twice in embarrassment, and then messed up the curly hair on the little hobbit's head.

"Did you know? There is such a kind of elves, because they have not bathed in the glory of the sacred tree of Valla, they are a relatively savage type among other elves."

Little Frodo didn't quite understand why Helen suddenly described this kind of elf, and looked at her suspiciously.

Helen slowly closed her eyes, not knowing what to think of, then opened her eyes and smiled at the little hobbit in her arms.

That smile is so beautiful.

"But they are gentle elves, I know."

Helen always remembered the time when she was allowed into Mirkwood.

Although allowed to be with Legolas.

But her heart was extremely uneasy, the tail of the snake was like a big rock pressing down on her heart.

How she envied the elves with legs, she didn't even dare to travel in bright weather.

It was a dimly lit afternoon, and she wandered around the palace secretly while Legolas was away.

"Mom, why does she have a tail?"

A childish voice reached her ears like this, but Helen didn't even have the courage to turn her head back, she was afraid of seeing that kind of expression on this elf's face.

"It's because the gods think the world is too boring, so they created all kinds of appearances to enrich the world."

Helen turned her head and stared closely at the elf mother with her eyes wide open.

She can't remember the appearance of that mother clearly now, but it was the brightest day of her gloomy period.

From then on, Helen never cared about other people's eyes, and swaggered into the light.

For, she knew, elves were like hobbits.

They are all beautiful creatures.

After Helen finished telling the story, she found that little Frodo had fallen asleep against her chest at some point.

"Obviously pestering me to tell a story, but I fell asleep..."

Helen shook her head with a smile, but gently picked up the child in her arms.

When it took a lot of effort to hug little Frodoto and put him on the bed, Helen looked at her sleeves that were tightly grasped by her little hands, and sighed.

In the end, all the adults and children lay on the bed and took a nice nap.

Another incident happened before Helen left, which was finally recorded by Frodo in the diary.

Little Frodo was not content with his adventures in the Shire. He suddenly became very interested in the human beings described in the books, so he used this usual trick to beg Helen to take him out to play.

Although Helen firmly rejected his request at first, she was still defeated by his long-term coquettishness and tears.

"Only once! You can't tell your uncle!"

Little Frodo nodded without hesitation, and quietly ran out after his uncle fell asleep, and met Helen at the previously agreed place.

"I must be crazy to agree to your request! Baggins will kill me!"

Helen muttered in despair as she untied the piece of rope tied to the post.

Although she kept saying this, Helen finally picked up little Frodo and put him on the horse, looking at him seriously.

"You are not allowed to leave my sight later, and you are not allowed to talk to strangers, understand?"

Little Frodo, who was going out for the first time, was trembling with excitement.

"Understood! I will definitely be obedient!"

Then it was the feeling of riding a horse.

Although Helen brought the cloak to shield him from the wind, the cold night wind still made his cheeks ache and his buttocks ached.

But the psychological excitement even overwhelmed the physical discomfort, and a picture suddenly flashed in little Frodo's mind.

he shouted.

"Go to the tavern, go to the tavern!"

Little Frodo always remembered the sentence he read in the book, the owner of the beautiful calf was working in the tavern.

Although Helen wondered how he knew the place of the tavern, she thought that it would be better to fulfill his wish if she finally came out once.

One big and one small rode horses, stopped and stopped, and finally rushed to the nearest human tavern before dawn.

What he saw later disappointed little Frodo.

Because the calf he saw was not as beautiful as he imagined, on the contrary, the scent of the woman mixed with the smell of wine irritated his nose greatly.

Fortunately, the trip to the tavern was not completely fruitless.

Frodo wrote heavily in his diary.

Helen's appearance attracted a 'suitor' for her. At that time, because he was relatively young, he didn't understand very well what the man who suddenly approached said.

Then, he always thought it was the beautiful and weak Aunt Helen.

He grabbed the man's hand and threw him against the wall. With the last hand, he lifted the heavy-looking man, slapped him several times, and threw him out of the window.

This fierce image has been deeply rooted in his heart, making him feel that there is absolutely no good end for any man who approaches Aunt Helen casually, so that one day when he was fully grown, Frodo saw her 'weak' and gentle lying on a bed. When in the arms of a male elf.

He spent a long time thinking about what a woman's inner world is like, this question.

And this strange adventure was over.

Helen hurried back to Shire before it got dark the next day.

"How can you promise him to do whatever he wants!!! Helen!!!"

The uncle was very, very very angry, especially when he found out that they had gone to the tavern, he drove Helen back regardless of his friendship with Helen for many years.

Angry voices came from the house

"You must not come to see Frodo again till he is full grown!"

With a 'bang', the door in front of Helen was slammed shut.

And Helen, who was frozen outside the door, stretched out her hand to touch her head in embarrassment, and picked up the package that was thrown on the ground.

The package contained a lot of nuts and bread.

"Sure enough, he's still hard-spoken and soft-hearted!"

Helen shook her head with a smile, and when she turned to look at the sky, she found that the sky had turned completely black. At this moment, she suddenly remembered something.

"Oops! I promised Legolas to go back before dark!"

Although the horse was running fast, it was already late at night when they rushed back to the Mirk Forest. Helen stood in front of the room door doing some thought work for a while, put her hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door without making a sound. Bundle.

—Perhaps Legolas had fallen asleep.

Thinking so, Helen opened the door.

"How's it going outside?"

When she opened the door and was about to close it softly, a voice that sounded a bit complaining came from behind her.

Helen's body stiffened, and she turned around slowly.

Legolas was only wearing a white dress, and the opening of the clothes was open, revealing a large piece of skin. Helen's eyes unconsciously followed the muscle texture to look deep into the gaps in the clothes, and her golden hair fell down. Blocking her view, Legolas looked at her expression, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up a strand of hair blocking his chest, and pushed it behind his ear.

"You promised me to come back before dark."

Because the elf was lying on the bed with his back to the light, the intertwined shadows cast a strange color on the picture in front of him.

"Me me me me..."

Shocked by this charming atmosphere, Helen's face immediately flushed red, she opened her mouth and stammered for a long time, but she didn't speak a complete sentence.

Legolas was not in a hurry, raised his eyebrows, and waited quietly for Helen to organize his words.

Helen thought for a long time, but when she saw the elf on the bed, all the thoughts in her mind went blank with a bang.

——This scene is really...so tempting.

Unable to restrain her wild thoughts, Helen had no choice but to turn her head sideways, her eyes shifted to the ground, and she did not look at the scene in front of her.

"Baggins' nephew is so cute. When I stayed with him, I unconsciously forgot the time, so I just came back."

After she finished speaking, the elf on the other side of the bed didn't reply, and the room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard.

"····I'm very sorry."

A voice that could not be heard suddenly sounded, breaking the silent environment.

After Helen understood the meaning of the words, she raised her head in surprise and looked at the elf on the bed.

Legolas sat on the bed, the 'seductive' aura that lingered on him just now had long since disappeared, and he turned back to the usual Legolas that Helen knew well.

"Although I really want to go with you, but..."

Legolas frowned, his expression becoming a little disappointed.

"I understand, you are an elf."

Seeing Legolas regaining his original expression, Helen breathed a sigh of relief somehow, then she climbed onto the bed and reached out to caress his face.

"Letting me pay homage to the dwarves is already the biggest concession, and the dwarves will not let you in."

"Okay, okay, just smile~"

Helen pulled Legolas' face from side to side.

"It's still good like this!"

Helen looked carefully at Legolas whose cheek was pulled, and laughed.

"Who taught you what you were like just now? You would never make such a move."

Saying that, Helen withdrew her hand and stared at Legolas seriously.

Legolas rubbed his pinched red cheeks, his eyes drifted a little.

"Don't you like the way it was just now?"

Thinking of the blond elf lying on the bed just now, Helen's face blushed suddenly, and her voice raised unconsciously.

"Even if I like it, it's not you! Idiot!!!"

Speaking of which, Helen grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at Legolas.

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Do you even know what I love!!!"

"sorry····"

Legolas hugged Helen tightly.

Helen blushed, buried her face on his shoulder, and said something muffled.

"Don't do this again."

Legolas nodded.

"They told me that women generally like this..."

It was a pity that Helen buried her head on Legolas' shoulder, so she couldn't see his expression clearly.

"them?"

"nothing····"

As he spoke, Legolas pushed Helen over and turned her back into his arms.

"Go to sleep..."

After Helen inquired for a while, Legolas was so unwilling to continue talking, and then she struggled again, and after finding that she couldn't break free, she could only fall asleep with her back turned.

Tauriel didn't tell her until much later.

During the time she was out, Legolas looked very remorseful and was in a bad mood all day.

Then, many elves thought that there was a problem between them again, and they didn't know what they discussed. They concluded that the reason for their elf prince's lack of charm was not enough.

As a result, this group of elves came up with such a bad idea to take the initiative to seduce you.

At first Legolas disagreed, but then he thought it would make you happy to do it this way.

"Although I don't think active seduction has much to do with making you happy, but seeing them enjoying themselves together doesn't stop them."

"Oh, right."

Tao Ruier added a blank expression.

"Then these elves were beaten up pretty badly."

Legolas hadn't done anything like that since the joke.

Of course, the reason why he no longer believed what other elves said about this aspect was not excluded.

And Helen was puzzled by her somewhat aggressive reaction at the time.

Because she hadn't been so emotional before, but this time she did it, even though it was a pillow.

She never figured out why.

Helen never thought that the word vexatious would be used on her one day.

"My book, where is my book?"

Legolas looked over when he heard her voice, and the next scene stunned him.

Because Helen couldn't find the book, her eyes turned red, and tears fell down in big drops.

Legolas had never seen Helen crying so badly.

The whole body of the crying man was trembling uncontrollably, sobbing and sniffing, while rummaging through the pile of books.

There was an indescribable joy in that scene.

"I'm getting... more and more... I can't control... myself."

Helen was crying and talking intermittently, while Legolas patted her on the back and kept breathing for her, wiping the tears on her face with a towel.

After finding the book, Helen's tears stopped immediately.

Then Helen, whose eyes were red from crying, finished reading the book in Legolas' arms.

From that day on, it was like a switch was flipped.

She began to gain weight, gaining weight uncontrollably day by day, no matter how much she ate, the weight was still gaining.

On a sunny afternoon, Helen was surprised to find that the hem of her previous coat couldn't fit at all.

She pulled the meat on her waist, and then looked at the bulging fat on her stomach. The scales under the abdomen were stretched to the point where the skin between the scales could be seen.

"I'm getting fat again..."

With a dejected look on her face, Helen pinched the flesh on her belly, but in the end she could only pick up a little bit of skin from her belly.

"The meat is still hard. Muscle is harder to lose than fat!"

Legolas came over and touched her stomach with his hand.

"It's just a little fatter, no..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Helen looked suspiciously at the elf who suddenly became silent.

He kept this motion motionless, and after being stiff for a while, he continued.

"It... seems to be moving?"