Disclaimer~ I own nothing. Except for Rachel, Randy, and Linda.

AN- This is my first fic, so please be kind:) I am currently Beta-less, so i'm very sorry if i missed a typo or two. I hope you enjoy, and please review and tell me what you think!

Rachel couldn't stand fantasy movies. There was no denying it. She knew it, EVERYONE knew it. Especially her best friends, Randy and Linda who had dragged her to Randy's house for a LOTR movie marathon. And insisted she watch. And NOT fall asleep this time.

"Really Rach, how can you fall asleep with all the hot guys running around and fighting?" said Linda. This immediately started Randy on a rant about the hot-ness of Legolas.

"Here we go again " sighs Rachel.

"Speaking of Legolas, Rach, " says Randy," you REALLY, REALLY, REALLY should let me write you into my new story!"

"Um, NO. NO. . NO, and don't even give me that puppy dog face. Last time, you just dropped me into Middle Earth and had me immediately killed off by those….What are they called again? Icks?"

"ORCS! ITS ORCS!"

"Jeez, whatever."

" HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY I'm SORRY? I had writers block… Why do you even care anyway?"

" 'cuz I find it mildly disturbing you feel the need to kill your BEST FRIEND off in your story so you can fall in love and live happily ever after with a fictional character!"

"TAKE THAT BACK! HE IS REAL!"

"Oh god, not again" thought Linda. She turned up the volume, and tried to concentrate on the hotness of Aragorn. "SHUT UP! MY MAN IS ON!"

"well if I can't have Legolas, you can't have Aragorn. So there." pouted Randy.

They finally calmed down and finished the movie. Rachel almost cried when she found out there were THREE More. "..DIE." she said throwing herself dramatically down on the couch. They started the next movie and Linda and Randy were squealing constantly. Finally all three of them passed out from a combination of sugar, pizza, caffeine, and utter exhaustion from bickering constantly.

At about 4:30 in the morning, Rachel woke up with a candy wrapper stuck to her face. "Urrghh" She looked around, trying to place where she was, adjusting her flannel kitty pj bottoms and oversized tee shirt that said "Save Second Base" with baseball mitts over the chest for breast cancer awareness. Finally she stumbled into the bathroom, and wiped off the remnants of her eyeliner. As she walked out, intending to get some water, she noticed a weird glow coming from the kitchen. "hmm that must be from the new microwave Randy was talking about"

She walked in and was getting a glass out of the cupboard before she noticed the creepy old guy with the glowy stick thingy.

"CRAP ! That is defiantly not the microwave! AHHHH! CREEPER! PEDAPHILE! HEEEEL" and then she was roughly cut off with a hand over her mouth. Her self defense kicked in and she bit the hand, elbowed who ever was behind her, threw the glass at the old guy and ran out of the room screaming. Well that's what she tried to do. When she tried to run out, she tripped. Hey, It was dark in there! After she scrambled up and tried to yank the door open she realized it was locked. Wait, that creepy old guy looked vaguely familiar. " She stopped screaming and hysterically started babbling.

"Oh, god, I'm gunna die. Dammit, why don't I ever listen to life movies. I'm gunna get killed. Jesus, old guy, help, help, help, oh god, I haven't even got around to writing my bucket list, IM TOO YOUNG TO DIE! I may look weak, but I know ju-jitsu, and like 27 other deadly words of DEATH!" The old guy, who looked vaguely familiar, tried to calm her down, and then she noticed who she had bitten/elbowed. "OHIMIGOSH! AGENT SMITH! HELLLP!"

" What? NO, I'm Lord Elrond. Who is Agent Smith? "

"Oh, god, the Matrix IS real. Oh god, oh god , oh"

BAM! Elrond hits her on the back of the head with an empty bottle that had been sitting on the edge of the counter.

"Nice choice, Elrond. The WHOLE point of us journeying here was to convince her to come HELP. Now, we cant talk to her, because she's UNCONSIUS. Also, when she wakes up, I DOUBT she will wish to help us." said Gandalf. "

I'm sorry, I just couldn't take the whining hysteria any longer. We could always just take her back with us and then she'll HAVE to help."

"Well, thanks to you, I think that is our ONLY option. I would wager she will not be very happy about this"

Gandalf stamps his staff on the tiled kitchen floor and says a few words in elvish, opening a portal back to Middle Earth. Elrond picks up Rachel, and they step through the portal with a bright flash of light.

Just then, Linda wanders into the kitchen, yawning. "Rach? You in here? Oh, I guess she went home."