Obligatory Disclaimer: If you are delusional enough to think that I am Tolkien or am trying to add onto the canon of Tolkien's works you need serious help, because, wow.
Fluffle Rabbits and Wormholes
By Neamhai
{1} Down the Nearly Proverbial Rabbit Hole
"Fluffle rabbits," Amy whispered under her breath as she stared into her empty bag. The book was gone, and it wasn't just any book, it was the special collector's edition of her grandfather's copy of the Lord of the Rings trilogy. She was very dead if she didn't find it soon. Her grandfather wouldn't be mad, he was kind of too busy pushing up daisies to care about a missing book, but her mother would be livid, as it was one of her mother's few connections to her deceased father.
Amy bit her lip in worry as she closed her locker door and rushed back down the hallway, maybe she had somehow left it in the library? She had only spent half a period in the study hall, and she didn't remember taking any of her books out of her bag as she had only been doing some extra homework from math class from the period before. Her footsteps echoed across the worn tile floors, a reminder that it was already getting late since most of the other students had already left.
Seeing the library doors ahead she broke into a dead run, upon reaching the doors she opened them up and peered inside, all the lights had been shut off and no one was at the desk. Reaching around the corner Amy slid her hand up and down the wall searching for the light switch. Her fingers stumbled upon it and she flipped it up, but nothing happened, then down again and up, still no lights.
"Just great," Amy mumbled to herself. With a deep sigh Amy slowly walked into the dark library. It seemed to be completely silent, but as Amy went further into to the relatively mall library she began to hear soft whispering.
Turning into a row of bookshelves Amy could see a faint glow at the end of the row. Slowly and carefully Amy edged over, her curiosity clouding her memory of her original purpose. Peering over the corner of the bookshelf she gasped when she saw a girl with a book, not just any girl and not just any book, but Lily Evert, the school queen bee, with Amy's copy of the Lord of the Rings.
"Hey!" Amy yelled jumping out from behind the bookshelf, she was so upset and surprised at the sight of Lily with her book that the strange lights emanating from the book didn't register.
"What?" Lily said looking up in surprise, before she had time to react further to the sudden appearance of Amy, Amy's foot caught on the corner of the shelving and sent her tumbling on top of Lily.
Then, everything went black.
Unwanted Author's Note: RIP your eyes. I like to think that this story is actually going somewheres but we'll see. Thank you for reading!
P.S. This originally started as a bored satire of GDiME but then the characters began to develop strong voices in my head with real goals and purposes.