A/n: None of the FFIX, I, X or lord of the rings, things in the story are mine. Sorry if this story isn't very good, it's sort of my first fanfiction.

The Lord of the Dung

The Fellow ship of the Dung

The Dung

A long time ago, on a dark, stormy night, I've always wanted to say that. Before FFIX, possibly FFI, there was a slop of dung.

An old guy, with a long, white beard, called Gandalf enchanted it. But the spell went a bit…wrong.

Don't ask me why Gandalf wanted to enchant a slop of dung. I don't know. For all I know he might have wanted someone to talk to, and that's the first thing he saw.

Anyways, something went wrong. It was enchanted, just not the way Gandalf had hoped. He didn't want it enchanted the way it was. I'll tell you later on what it does.

For now lets skip a few hundred years to two years past FFIX, before FFX. A certain, little black mage, about 13 years of age (that's old for a black mage) was walking to Lindblum. This little black mage was called Vivi Ornitier. He was just walking past Qu's Marsh when he glanced down he saw a slop of brown, squigdy stuff. He bent down and picked up some.

All of a sudden a big, white flash with white electricity came out of the ground. The flash covered Vivi-a bit slower than a flash actually. Next it got absorbed into the ground again. Then Vivi appeared with a pointy hat, and was flashing white and blue. He was in trance! He was also entranced.

After a while the same flash as when he got into trance, flashed and he was normal again. He put the slop of dung into his pack so he get into trance whenever he wanted. Then he started walking to Lindblum again.

While Vivi Was putting the dung into his pack, something rustled in the long grass in Qu's Marsh. It rustled again! Vivi whipped out his Mace of Zeus as quick as a flash. It jumped out! It had a fork in its right hand. The fork seemed a bit more like weapon. It was fat (the thing not the fork!), had a giants tongue sticking out of the mouth (the tongue stayed out of the mouth for forever and a day (literally)) that was ever-smiling and, stretched all the way across the face. It was wearing a gigantic Dress with a white gigantic piny (of course, EVERYTHINGS giant about THIS creature) and (FINALY! Something normal sized about this thing!) it had tiny feet (for its size.) It was Quina Quen the Qu! S/he was one of Vivi's friends when he had been travelling around Gaia.

Quina the Qu (that's why its called Qu's Marsh) was all too quick to get the frog that hopped into Vivi's pack that s/he almost squished Vivi!

"Oh, hello, Vivi", puffed Quina. S/he was a bit puffed out, running 10 meters as well as jumping 2 foot into the air.

"H-hello, Quina", stuttered Vivi.

"Where you go?" questioned Quina, speaking normally now.

"L-lindblum" said Vivi, like he always did.

"Good luck!" shouted Quina, "Can I have frog?" s/he inspected Vivi's pack without him answering, "It no there!" shouted Quina with dismay.

"B-by, Quina" said Vivi.

"By" said Quina.

And with that Vivi started to Lindblum……..again. He (obviously) had the usual battle or two on his way.