A/N: This is written from Aragorn's point of view as being told to Gandalf.
There was a blinding flash of light! Myself, Gimli, Legolas, Merry, Pippin, Sam, and Frodo came crashing down on the hard earth. I was the first of our fellowship to recover. I looked at what remained of our Company, Gimli, dwarf of many journeys, wise beyond his years. Legolas, wise, faithful, Elf of the woods of distant Mirkwood. Then, my gaze turned toward the hobbits, Merry, Pippin, Sam, and last but certainly not least, Frodo. I thought back to the night we met, back in Bree, Frodo's little "accident" only seemed like a stubbed toe to the mess I had landed us, literally, into this time. I collapsed onto the ground, all my actions that day had gone wrong. Now we were in a land that not even I, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Chief of the D(nedain, knew about, the ground was sand and a few feet away there was a vast ocean. I looked on past where we laid, away from the sea. There were buildings, large with many windows and doors and porches, as if more than one family lived there. Then, all of a sudden, the fellowship began to stir. Legolas was up and about first, only he had a certain glint in his eye that was not of Elvish character at all. He walked over toward me and punched me playfully in the stomach.
"Hey! Viggo! Dude, that was awesome, taking us all out like that in our costumes and everything! C'mon, lets go get changed and go back to the condo, Molly is waiting for me." He exclaimed as he pulled off his hair and revealed short brown hair.
"Who are you? What have you done with Legolas?" I drew my sword and stepped back.
"Whoa, take it easy dude! You have been working too hard, how bout we go partying later? You are taking this movie was too seriously! Besides, like you could hurt me with a blunt prop sword?" He pushed And(ril down, not realizing that I keep my blades in tip-top shape by sharpening it with orc necks. The Legolas-look-a-like cut his hand. "Damn Viggo! What have you been doing with the props?" he cried.
"This is no prop. This is And(ril, the Sword that was Broken and is now made new again. You know all these things my friends, now we must not abandon the quest while hope still remains!" At this point the Legolas-look- a-like was pulling off his ears. I saw Frodo and the rest of the fellowship awaken, "Come Frodo! Some madness has taken Legolas, we must resume the quest!"
"Orlie, what is Viggo on?" Frodo exclaimed. "And where can I get some?" he added, laughing. I sat back down in the sand.
"Where am I? Who are these people who look like my friends?" I said to myself.
"I am Orlie," The Legolas-look-a-like said slowly, as if he was teaching a child.
"Me, Elijah" said Frodo in the same manner, but pointing to himself when he said me. He then preceded to name all the peoples there, but not their real names, Gimli he called John, Merry he called Dom, Pippin he named Billy, and Sam, Sean. I figured that I was in some alternate dimension.
"Why do you keep calling me Viggo?" I asked.
"Because that's your name…" Orlie/Legolas said sarcastically.
"C'mon everyone, we can figure this out back at the condos, Eedee's waiting for me and I promised her I would not be late this time." Elijah/Frodo got very impatient. Eventually I agreed to come with them and work this thing out.
~~~
We got to the large buildings I had seen earlier and Sean/Sam opened the door and we all stepped through. I noticed just then that Billy/Pippin, Dom/Merry, Sean/Sam and Elijah/Frodo were all way taller than hobbits should be. This is what made it click that I was no longer in Middle-Earth.
There was a blinding flash of light! Myself, Gimli, Legolas, Merry, Pippin, Sam, and Frodo came crashing down on the hard earth. I was the first of our fellowship to recover. I looked at what remained of our Company, Gimli, dwarf of many journeys, wise beyond his years. Legolas, wise, faithful, Elf of the woods of distant Mirkwood. Then, my gaze turned toward the hobbits, Merry, Pippin, Sam, and last but certainly not least, Frodo. I thought back to the night we met, back in Bree, Frodo's little "accident" only seemed like a stubbed toe to the mess I had landed us, literally, into this time. I collapsed onto the ground, all my actions that day had gone wrong. Now we were in a land that not even I, Aragorn son of Arathorn, Chief of the D(nedain, knew about, the ground was sand and a few feet away there was a vast ocean. I looked on past where we laid, away from the sea. There were buildings, large with many windows and doors and porches, as if more than one family lived there. Then, all of a sudden, the fellowship began to stir. Legolas was up and about first, only he had a certain glint in his eye that was not of Elvish character at all. He walked over toward me and punched me playfully in the stomach.
"Hey! Viggo! Dude, that was awesome, taking us all out like that in our costumes and everything! C'mon, lets go get changed and go back to the condo, Molly is waiting for me." He exclaimed as he pulled off his hair and revealed short brown hair.
"Who are you? What have you done with Legolas?" I drew my sword and stepped back.
"Whoa, take it easy dude! You have been working too hard, how bout we go partying later? You are taking this movie was too seriously! Besides, like you could hurt me with a blunt prop sword?" He pushed And(ril down, not realizing that I keep my blades in tip-top shape by sharpening it with orc necks. The Legolas-look-a-like cut his hand. "Damn Viggo! What have you been doing with the props?" he cried.
"This is no prop. This is And(ril, the Sword that was Broken and is now made new again. You know all these things my friends, now we must not abandon the quest while hope still remains!" At this point the Legolas-look- a-like was pulling off his ears. I saw Frodo and the rest of the fellowship awaken, "Come Frodo! Some madness has taken Legolas, we must resume the quest!"
"Orlie, what is Viggo on?" Frodo exclaimed. "And where can I get some?" he added, laughing. I sat back down in the sand.
"Where am I? Who are these people who look like my friends?" I said to myself.
"I am Orlie," The Legolas-look-a-like said slowly, as if he was teaching a child.
"Me, Elijah" said Frodo in the same manner, but pointing to himself when he said me. He then preceded to name all the peoples there, but not their real names, Gimli he called John, Merry he called Dom, Pippin he named Billy, and Sam, Sean. I figured that I was in some alternate dimension.
"Why do you keep calling me Viggo?" I asked.
"Because that's your name…" Orlie/Legolas said sarcastically.
"C'mon everyone, we can figure this out back at the condos, Eedee's waiting for me and I promised her I would not be late this time." Elijah/Frodo got very impatient. Eventually I agreed to come with them and work this thing out.
~~~
We got to the large buildings I had seen earlier and Sean/Sam opened the door and we all stepped through. I noticed just then that Billy/Pippin, Dom/Merry, Sean/Sam and Elijah/Frodo were all way taller than hobbits should be. This is what made it click that I was no longer in Middle-Earth.