~:~: Okay, here goes. The first collab ficcy with Maia and Alex. We are
partners in crime, insanity, and just about everything but slash.:~:~
Disclaimer: We would like to own the Fellowship but…no. Aragorn belongs to De and Tolkien, as does Boromir (but no to De!!!). Have fun reading the utter insanity!! The lyrics to the song Stop belong to the Spice Girls!
'Stop right now, thank you very much. I need somebody with the human tooooooouch. Hey you, always on the run, gotta slow it down baby gotta have some fuuuuunn.'
"And cut! Nice work with the chair Alex, but I don't think that the tube top is low enough. Its got to show off that tatoo on your chest." We were at my house after seeing the Fellowship of the Rings for the 13th time (13 lucky, maybe we'd get to meet the Fellowship! Probably not but you never know!) We were shooting our own music videos, and Alex was dancing to Stop by the Spice Girls. She was wearing my lavendar feathered boa, shorrrrrrtttt black skirt, black boots, and… my black, sequined tube top! I was standing behind my baby (the camera), shooting.
"What the… not LOW enough? Are you frickin' insane? Any lower and it can't be called a top anymore!"
" I know," my famous evil grin made its appearance, "Hey! I could sell this tape around school! I think that certain… people in school would really appreciate this! I'd get rich quick, and you could be famous! Wouldn't it be luverly?"
"No way in hell! If you do that Maia, I will SO kill you!" She jumped at me, and we got into one of those stupid catfights that last for ages. It ended up with us rolling on the floor in my room (A/N: you perv!! There is no slash! Didn't you read the friggin' disclaimer? Geeze…) with her kicking me and me pulling her hair and the both of us scratching each other. In the midst of all this, I'd lost my glasses and Alex'd almost lost her entire top. We continued screeching until my baby was knocked over. As it fell, a bright flash emitted from the lens, but neither of us were really paying attention. I held her head away with my hand, and looked across the room.
"ALEX! Quit it!"she kept kicking me, the child with the attention span of a dead, moldy slug. "Alex! Aragorn is in the room!" that got her attention.
"WHAT? Oopsies, I think we broke your camera. Maia, don't make me pay for it, it was the tube tops fault! The boa made me do it!" I wasn't listening at this point. I was too busy staring at something near my closet. Or someone. (A/N: you decide…)
"uh, Alex?"
"Yea?"
"SHUT UP!!" I clamped my hand over her mouth and pointed her chin towards my closet.
"HOLY FUCK!! Is that…who I think that is?"
"Yes! I TOLD you Aragorn is in the room! Honestly, you NEVER listen to me!" I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her, hard. "Alex, I don't care if we're seniors. We CANNOT do anything with the Fellowship, especially Pippin. I think Kris would kill us, and… well, I guess, maybe…we could do something. But…Aragorn is MINE! Stay away. You can have Sam, or Gandalf!"
"NO way in hell! Eeew, old man and scary hobbbit, nah. I'll take Boromir." With that she sidled up to Boromir and began to play with his hair.
"Excuse me, gentle ladies, but would you mind telling me where we have arrived?"
"You're in Earth, North America, USA, New York State, New York City, Manhattan, and…my Bedroom!" I finished triumphantly. "Now, Alex, what should we do with these…visitors?"
~:~: Slaps Alex on the head, "Your turn!" Wasn't that fun?:~:~
Disclaimer: We would like to own the Fellowship but…no. Aragorn belongs to De and Tolkien, as does Boromir (but no to De!!!). Have fun reading the utter insanity!! The lyrics to the song Stop belong to the Spice Girls!
'Stop right now, thank you very much. I need somebody with the human tooooooouch. Hey you, always on the run, gotta slow it down baby gotta have some fuuuuunn.'
"And cut! Nice work with the chair Alex, but I don't think that the tube top is low enough. Its got to show off that tatoo on your chest." We were at my house after seeing the Fellowship of the Rings for the 13th time (13 lucky, maybe we'd get to meet the Fellowship! Probably not but you never know!) We were shooting our own music videos, and Alex was dancing to Stop by the Spice Girls. She was wearing my lavendar feathered boa, shorrrrrrtttt black skirt, black boots, and… my black, sequined tube top! I was standing behind my baby (the camera), shooting.
"What the… not LOW enough? Are you frickin' insane? Any lower and it can't be called a top anymore!"
" I know," my famous evil grin made its appearance, "Hey! I could sell this tape around school! I think that certain… people in school would really appreciate this! I'd get rich quick, and you could be famous! Wouldn't it be luverly?"
"No way in hell! If you do that Maia, I will SO kill you!" She jumped at me, and we got into one of those stupid catfights that last for ages. It ended up with us rolling on the floor in my room (A/N: you perv!! There is no slash! Didn't you read the friggin' disclaimer? Geeze…) with her kicking me and me pulling her hair and the both of us scratching each other. In the midst of all this, I'd lost my glasses and Alex'd almost lost her entire top. We continued screeching until my baby was knocked over. As it fell, a bright flash emitted from the lens, but neither of us were really paying attention. I held her head away with my hand, and looked across the room.
"ALEX! Quit it!"she kept kicking me, the child with the attention span of a dead, moldy slug. "Alex! Aragorn is in the room!" that got her attention.
"WHAT? Oopsies, I think we broke your camera. Maia, don't make me pay for it, it was the tube tops fault! The boa made me do it!" I wasn't listening at this point. I was too busy staring at something near my closet. Or someone. (A/N: you decide…)
"uh, Alex?"
"Yea?"
"SHUT UP!!" I clamped my hand over her mouth and pointed her chin towards my closet.
"HOLY FUCK!! Is that…who I think that is?"
"Yes! I TOLD you Aragorn is in the room! Honestly, you NEVER listen to me!" I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her, hard. "Alex, I don't care if we're seniors. We CANNOT do anything with the Fellowship, especially Pippin. I think Kris would kill us, and… well, I guess, maybe…we could do something. But…Aragorn is MINE! Stay away. You can have Sam, or Gandalf!"
"NO way in hell! Eeew, old man and scary hobbbit, nah. I'll take Boromir." With that she sidled up to Boromir and began to play with his hair.
"Excuse me, gentle ladies, but would you mind telling me where we have arrived?"
"You're in Earth, North America, USA, New York State, New York City, Manhattan, and…my Bedroom!" I finished triumphantly. "Now, Alex, what should we do with these…visitors?"
~:~: Slaps Alex on the head, "Your turn!" Wasn't that fun?:~:~