Worse Than A Squirrel On Monster Energy Drink: Chapter One
Eowyn was hyper. Very, very hyper. She was worse than a squirrel on Monster Energy drink.
She ran like her life depended on it through the Golden Hall of Meduseld, wielding her sword, jumping and twirling and thwacking things. Once, she nearly decapitated a poor, scared maid. "Wah! Ha! Ha-YAH! No one dares challenge the shieldmaiden of Rohan! I AM NO MAN!" Thwack.
Then she proceeded to jabber away to her brother about that time her Faramir fell and landed face-first on his cousin's birthday cake. And jabber, and jabber, and jabber. She sounded like a chipmunk.
That night after dinner, she quickly offered to take the dishes to the kitchen, but somehow ended up crashing into the wall. CRASH. No one wanted to look. "Dear Lord, help us." prayed her uncle silently.
Soon after, she was back to the sword. "Wah! Ha! HIII-YAH!" King Theoden wanted to scream. He just could not take it anymore. Suddenly, he had an idea as to how he might put his niece's skill and excessive, boundless energy to good use. "Eowyn!" he said, "Go cut the grass outside with your sword. Ahorita!" She was already out the door. King Theoden ordered everyone to stay at least ten yards away from Eowyn, and then sighed in relief. Finally. Peace and quiet.
The freshly cut grass by her swift sword looked lovely! Eowyn admired her work and sat on the grass for a moment. "I'M DONE!" She stood up and looked towards the Golden Hall in front of her. "Done! UNCLE! I FINISHED!" Nobody answered. Maybe he hadn't heard. "UNCLE T.! I'm done!" Nothing. Huh. Eowyn bounded up to the doors.
They were locked. :-O