DISCLAIMER: I do not own any LOTR characters and such (this facts makes me
very sad) but I DO own Kat. Please don't sue, all you'll get are two fish
and *rummages around a bow under her bed* and this moldy piece of
candy……yick. PLEASE review (even if you hated it and want it to burn in
hell.)!!! NOW! ONTO THE STORY! It looked a lot longer on paper…
Katarine stepped off the path that she and her friends had been hiking on all morning. She was confident that no one would notice as she left to do some of her own exploration of the hillside. Kat (as her friends called her) suspected that her absence would most likely go unnoticed for some time. When the group finally realized that she was gone, she would have rejoined them at the back of the pack.
So off she went, reaching into her bag for her sketch book as different things caught her attention. She paused here and there, quickly sketching flowers and wildlife, steadily retreating farther and farther from the trial.
Kat had just gotten up from sketching a beautiful patch of blue asters when she heard distant voices calling her name. She looked down at her watch hurriedly.
"Oh Shit!" she cried, shoving her sketch book into her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She had been gone for hours! She thought she had left them around 9 in the morning and it was now a quarter past 3. Kat started back for the trial as the voices drew nearer. Misplacing her foot, Kat slipped on a moss covered rock, and went hurtling down the hillside with a startled cry. Rolling off the edge of a small rise, Kat was launched into the air and began to fall. To her she seemed to be falling for an usual amount of time. Then she thought that the rise must have been really far from the ground and she was now plummeting to her death. Not a pleasant or comforting thought in her opinion. Then she landed, not with a splat onto hard ground, but with a thud onto something soft and somewhat squishy.
Kat lay there for a moment, her eyes squeezed shut. Then, as something moved beneath her, she opened one, very carefully. Something else prodded her in the side, which made her yelp and jump. She stood up and looked down onto what she had landed on. It at first resembled a small heap of arms, legs, hands, and furry feet. Then a head of brown hair could be seen, and then another, and yet another! A fourth head of black hair emerged, and the rest of the bodies began to sort them selves out amid grumbles, groans, and some colorful cursing.
One of the short, waist high things turned to her with a curious look.
"Who are you?" It asked Kat in wonder. She just starred at it, thinking she knew it from somewhere. Another of the things turned tom the first.
"Who's that Pip?" it asked.
"I don't know Merry! I've just met her!" One Pippin Took said to on Merry Brandybuck.
"Well so have the rest of us! She fell on us just now!" Merry cried, raising his arms in exasperation. Realization hit Kat like a brick hitting pavement after being dropped from a tall building.
"Oh holy blue hell monkeys, I've been dropped into Lord of The Rings!" she said, staring at the four hobbits in front of her (two of which were arguing about how you would know someone if they fell on you or not), and fainted dead away. The hobbits looked at her in surprise.
"Now that was unexpected." Pippin said, stating the obvious.
Katarine stepped off the path that she and her friends had been hiking on all morning. She was confident that no one would notice as she left to do some of her own exploration of the hillside. Kat (as her friends called her) suspected that her absence would most likely go unnoticed for some time. When the group finally realized that she was gone, she would have rejoined them at the back of the pack.
So off she went, reaching into her bag for her sketch book as different things caught her attention. She paused here and there, quickly sketching flowers and wildlife, steadily retreating farther and farther from the trial.
Kat had just gotten up from sketching a beautiful patch of blue asters when she heard distant voices calling her name. She looked down at her watch hurriedly.
"Oh Shit!" she cried, shoving her sketch book into her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. She had been gone for hours! She thought she had left them around 9 in the morning and it was now a quarter past 3. Kat started back for the trial as the voices drew nearer. Misplacing her foot, Kat slipped on a moss covered rock, and went hurtling down the hillside with a startled cry. Rolling off the edge of a small rise, Kat was launched into the air and began to fall. To her she seemed to be falling for an usual amount of time. Then she thought that the rise must have been really far from the ground and she was now plummeting to her death. Not a pleasant or comforting thought in her opinion. Then she landed, not with a splat onto hard ground, but with a thud onto something soft and somewhat squishy.
Kat lay there for a moment, her eyes squeezed shut. Then, as something moved beneath her, she opened one, very carefully. Something else prodded her in the side, which made her yelp and jump. She stood up and looked down onto what she had landed on. It at first resembled a small heap of arms, legs, hands, and furry feet. Then a head of brown hair could be seen, and then another, and yet another! A fourth head of black hair emerged, and the rest of the bodies began to sort them selves out amid grumbles, groans, and some colorful cursing.
One of the short, waist high things turned to her with a curious look.
"Who are you?" It asked Kat in wonder. She just starred at it, thinking she knew it from somewhere. Another of the things turned tom the first.
"Who's that Pip?" it asked.
"I don't know Merry! I've just met her!" One Pippin Took said to on Merry Brandybuck.
"Well so have the rest of us! She fell on us just now!" Merry cried, raising his arms in exasperation. Realization hit Kat like a brick hitting pavement after being dropped from a tall building.
"Oh holy blue hell monkeys, I've been dropped into Lord of The Rings!" she said, staring at the four hobbits in front of her (two of which were arguing about how you would know someone if they fell on you or not), and fainted dead away. The hobbits looked at her in surprise.
"Now that was unexpected." Pippin said, stating the obvious.