Gandalf Wants His Mummy?!?!?!?!?!
Summary- This is a hilarious (in my opinion anyway) fic about Gandalf going temporally insane when he's held on top of Orthanc, and well, the title says all. This is the movie setting rather than the book. Please read and review! Please? Pretty please? Flames will be used to bake indian bread, which I had on holiday.
Disclaimer-I do not own lotr. OK, I own a copy of the books and the dvd but does that count? I do NOT make any money out of this story.
A/N- This short story takes place when Gandalf is captured and put on the top of Orthanc. He goes temporarily insane crying for his mummy. This is the movie setting rather than the book one because in the movie, when it starts to rain, Gandalf goes over to a pillar, folds his arms and slides down it to sit down. Personally I think this makes him look like he's sulking. This is why I wrote this fic.
Gandalf was pacing the top of Orthanc when it began to rain. He sighed heavily, this would not be fun. As he paced he began to get slightly dizzy and light-headed. Rubbing his eyes he thought, Istari don't get dizzy. I wonder whats wrong with me? He also felt the beginnings of a headache and groaned. Why was he feeling so queer? This definitely wasn't normal. Feeling he was losing control he went over to one of the four pinnacles and lent against it. His vision was blurring. His mind went blank and for some strange reason he felt as if he were falling through time to when he was a child, but that was impossible, he thought desperately trying to master himself, he had never been a child. Gandalf's vision cleared but his mind was still out of his control. "I don' like this place," he mumbled to himself, his voice sounding like that of a child, "It's scarwy. I want my mummy" He slid down till he was sitting, pulled his knee around himself and continued to talk, "I'm cold, and I'm wet, and.and, bubbles is at home, and.I want my mummy!" His voice sounding so pathetic that as Saruman climbed the stairs to talk to Gandalf he stopped dead. "What the devil? That sounds like a child." Saruman muttered as he climbed the last steps to the top and came out to find Gandalf in a corner, sulking and whining. "Gandalf, what are you doing? Saruman said angrily, Gandalf merely blew a raspberry in reply. "Go away." Saruman nearly fell over. The child's voice he had heard had been Gandalf. "What happened to you?" Saruman asked, gaping at his former colleague. "I said go away. I don't want you." came the sulky reply. "What?" "I'm cold and I'm wet and bubbles is at home and-" "Bubbles? What the hell are you talking about?" Saruman asked. "My teddy bear" Gandalf moaned, " And I want my mummy" "Great Valar" Saruman muttered, then striding over to Gandalf, " I'm sorry about this friend but," his tone changed to a command as he slapped Gandalf across the face, "Act your age man" Gandalf jolted as Saruman hit him and slowly came back to a normal state of mind though his head still felt like it was about to explode. "W.what" Shaking his head in disgust Saruman answered (this is a piece from the script) "One ill turn deserves-" "Oh not now. It's raining and I've got a splitting headache. Can't this wait?" Gandalf asked in a depressed voice. "Oh for the love of Peace!" Saruman shouted and stormed off to his room. "What?" Gandalf said looking after his former friend in shock.
The End
A/N-What do you think? For a first attempt I think it's ok but I would like your opinion. Please review-flames will be used to bake indian bread, which I had on holiday. Come on, you know you want to review. Please? Pretty please? Come on, review!
Summary- This is a hilarious (in my opinion anyway) fic about Gandalf going temporally insane when he's held on top of Orthanc, and well, the title says all. This is the movie setting rather than the book. Please read and review! Please? Pretty please? Flames will be used to bake indian bread, which I had on holiday.
Disclaimer-I do not own lotr. OK, I own a copy of the books and the dvd but does that count? I do NOT make any money out of this story.
A/N- This short story takes place when Gandalf is captured and put on the top of Orthanc. He goes temporarily insane crying for his mummy. This is the movie setting rather than the book one because in the movie, when it starts to rain, Gandalf goes over to a pillar, folds his arms and slides down it to sit down. Personally I think this makes him look like he's sulking. This is why I wrote this fic.
Gandalf was pacing the top of Orthanc when it began to rain. He sighed heavily, this would not be fun. As he paced he began to get slightly dizzy and light-headed. Rubbing his eyes he thought, Istari don't get dizzy. I wonder whats wrong with me? He also felt the beginnings of a headache and groaned. Why was he feeling so queer? This definitely wasn't normal. Feeling he was losing control he went over to one of the four pinnacles and lent against it. His vision was blurring. His mind went blank and for some strange reason he felt as if he were falling through time to when he was a child, but that was impossible, he thought desperately trying to master himself, he had never been a child. Gandalf's vision cleared but his mind was still out of his control. "I don' like this place," he mumbled to himself, his voice sounding like that of a child, "It's scarwy. I want my mummy" He slid down till he was sitting, pulled his knee around himself and continued to talk, "I'm cold, and I'm wet, and.and, bubbles is at home, and.I want my mummy!" His voice sounding so pathetic that as Saruman climbed the stairs to talk to Gandalf he stopped dead. "What the devil? That sounds like a child." Saruman muttered as he climbed the last steps to the top and came out to find Gandalf in a corner, sulking and whining. "Gandalf, what are you doing? Saruman said angrily, Gandalf merely blew a raspberry in reply. "Go away." Saruman nearly fell over. The child's voice he had heard had been Gandalf. "What happened to you?" Saruman asked, gaping at his former colleague. "I said go away. I don't want you." came the sulky reply. "What?" "I'm cold and I'm wet and bubbles is at home and-" "Bubbles? What the hell are you talking about?" Saruman asked. "My teddy bear" Gandalf moaned, " And I want my mummy" "Great Valar" Saruman muttered, then striding over to Gandalf, " I'm sorry about this friend but," his tone changed to a command as he slapped Gandalf across the face, "Act your age man" Gandalf jolted as Saruman hit him and slowly came back to a normal state of mind though his head still felt like it was about to explode. "W.what" Shaking his head in disgust Saruman answered (this is a piece from the script) "One ill turn deserves-" "Oh not now. It's raining and I've got a splitting headache. Can't this wait?" Gandalf asked in a depressed voice. "Oh for the love of Peace!" Saruman shouted and stormed off to his room. "What?" Gandalf said looking after his former friend in shock.
The End
A/N-What do you think? For a first attempt I think it's ok but I would like your opinion. Please review-flames will be used to bake indian bread, which I had on holiday. Come on, you know you want to review. Please? Pretty please? Come on, review!