This is old...I was digging around and I found it. It was started Ap. 15 1999 and that was when I had just discovered LotR. Yep, itÕs only been 4 years. Anyhoo, I donÕt know if itÕll be continued, I started but that isnÕt turning out very well. Maybe itÕll be a series of unconnected adventures, or something. Oh, I still donÕt own LotR. Never have, never will, alas.
Aragorn was in despair, for Arwen was not come back from the store. And she was a compulsive Shop-a-Holic. So you can see why he despaired.
When she finally came back, laden with purchases, but not the very thing thing Aragorn had specifically asked for, (Frosted Sugar Puffs) he flew into a rage.
ÓEEEYIGH!!Ó He said, his eyes growing wild, ÓI NEED A SUGAR PICK-ME-UP!!Ó
Arwen looked up and blinked pitifully.
ÒIÕm sorry. I wandered into the sale aisle and I got carried away!Ó She blinked even more pitifully.
Aragorn looked down and a funny look came into his eyes, Almost as if he was rather uncomfortable, for her gaze held something more, Hostility, perhaps?
ÒBut no,Ó He thought. ÒShe wouldnÕt dare to... to... No! she wouldnÕt dare!Ó He couldnÕt bring himself to think about it.
But Arwen glanced around, like she was looking to see that no one was watching.
Aragorn stiffened and stared, then Arwen moved a hand ever so slightly. Aragorn whirled around to run, but it was too late. Arwen lashed out with her foot, knocking him to the ground.
He got up knocking her to the very dirty floor, and ran out of the house. But Arwen was following not too far behind. Aragorn thought fast.
ÒIf I can just reach the rooaaa......Ó But she pounced on his back, and hung on for dear life.
Aragorn shrieked, and the sound was horrible to hear. It was as if all the Nazgul were hovering overhead.
Arwen cowered, and then she struck and she knocked him to the ground. AragornÕs shrieks of terror turned to something else entirely different as Arwen started tickling his neck without mercy.
ÒHelp! Help!Ó Aragorn managed to choke out between his giggling.
Arwen hissed in his ear. ÒWhereÕs my Frosted Sugar Puffs! WhereÕs my Frosted Sugar Puffs! Is that all you ever think about? Every time I try to sneak out to get some shopping done youÕre right there WAITING for me like you had news of it before hand! And itÕs always the same,Ó she said, her eyes going wilder than Aragorn had ever seen. ÒItÕs always, ÔOh, youÕre going to the store? well get me some Frosted Sugar PuffsÕ Without a please or a thank you when I get back. And you NEVER pay for them yourself, you always expect ME to pay for them out of this weeks grocery money! Do you KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE YOUR PRECIOUS CEREAL IS??? THREE DOLLARS A BOX!! AND IÕM NOT PUTTING UP WITH IT ANY MORE! I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOUR PRECIOUS-WECIOUS CEREAL! DO YOU HEAR ME?? IF YOU WANT FROSTED SUGAR PUFFS YOU BUY THEM WITH YOUR OWN MONEY!Ó And with that, Arwen ripped his boots off, and began savagely tickling his feet.
Aragorn, by this time had been gasping and giggling himself silly and trying to get up, but ArwenÕs fierce attack had left him powerless to defend himself from the furious onslaught.
Finally he jumped up from the ground where he had been laying, knocking her from his back, ran into the house and no sooner than he had slammed and locked the door behind himself, than Arwen unleashed her full fury on the door. It groaned and buckled under the furious onslaught, and then it gave in to the pounding fists and kicking feet. Arwen burst through the door and the force of her anger carried her through the wall across the room.
She burst through the living room wall where Gandalf and Legolas were watching television.
Then she slowly, gracefully picked herself up from the wreckage, straightened her dress, fixed her hair, and stumped off to find Aragorn.
Aragorn, who had ran off as soon as he had caught his breath, was far and away up the stairs, flinging away from his path any one in his way. (Indeed, had Arwen stayed in the living room to watch Tv., she might have noticed that when Legolas got up during the commercials to make more popcorn, he walked with a limp and he had a black eye.) Aragorn rushed up the stairs as fast as his bootless feet could carry him. He imagined he could hear feet behind him, and indeed he did. For Frodo and Sam were chasing him, because they needed help with the lunch.
For Gandalf was watching television, Gimli was playing with his little toy plane, Merry and Pippin were arguing, and all Legolas and Arwen knew how to make was lembas. (And not very good lembas at that.) But Aragorn did not have time to help them this time. For he was running for his very life. He turned into the first room he saw,(which happened to be Frodo and SamÕs room) and slammed the door.
Frodo and Sam, however, were enraged at this, for Hobbits do not take kindly to people popping into their rooms uninvited. They gave two great bellows at this, and beat their fists on the door, all thoughts of lunch forgotten.
Which was bad, for at that moment, Legolas, coming into the kitchen, saw the fixings of what he thought was lembas on the counter. He thought, ÒLembas fixings! Arwen and I must be making lunch again! DidnÕt we do it yesterday? alas!Ó And started making lembas.
Arwen, coming in at that moment, stopped, and thought, ÒLembas fixings! Legolas and I must be making lunch again! DidnÕt we do it yesterday? alas!Ó And started helping Legolas.
About this time, Frodo and Sam had burst through their door and had picked up Aragorn and at that very moment were carrying him into the kitchen on their way to the window. Arwen turned from the lembas she was making and at the sight of Aragorn she roared and started running after him, leaving her lembas dough.
Gandalf, having heard all the noise, had come in to see what was going on, and while Frodo and Sam rushed past him, Frodo stepped on his foot. Gandalf let out a yell loud enough to shatter LegolasÕ lembas. Then Gandalf started chasing Frodo and Sam, with Arwen close behind.
Frodo and Sam were just about to throw Aragorn out the window when Arwen grabbed him and threw him out the window. The speed at which they were running carried Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn through the window into the hole Gandalf was supposed to fill two weeks before. Gandalf ran right out the window, too, after Frodo and Sam.
Legolas who had come running up, stood gaping with lembas glopping off his hands. Arwen turned and with a sniff stalked off to finish the lembas. Legolas followed still gaping and glopping.
Gimli, Merry and Pippin, who were fighting outside, fought their way to the front of the house and stood gaping at two Hobbits, a Wizard, and a Man floundering in a hole that one of them was supposed to fill two weeks ago.
Gimli turned and dropping his toy plane, fell to the ground laughing. Merry and Pippin started arguing about which was funnier, each other, this, or what happened last week.
Aragorn floundered out of the hole, which happened to be filled with quicksand, glared at Gimli, who was in convulsions, stumped up to the front door, wiped his feet carefully, and went upstairs to change.
By this time, Frodo, Sam and Gandalf had floundered out of the hole and went in the front door without wiping their feet. There was a shriek, and three forms were thrown out the door, Aragorn following with a mop.
Gimli, who had seen Aragorn with the mop, got up and choking back giggles, slunk off with his plane, followed by AragornÕs piercing gaze. Arwen and Legolas who had finished the lembas, came out with a big platter and called everyone to lunch.
They all came slowly and gazed sorrowfully at the lembas and turned to Frodo and Sam and glared. For if they had made lunch like they were supposed to they would not have to eat lembas right now.
Arwen, her eyes narrowing, said ÒYouÕd better eat or Legolas and I might take offenseÓ
Gandalf, Frodo, Sam, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Aragorn, and Legolas looked at each other, and quickly lined up for the lembas. Aragorn was last in line. When he came to the platter there was only one big piece left.
Wincing, he snatched it quickly, keeping well out of arms reach. His eyes always on Arwen, who was glaring hard at him, eyes blazing. He hurried off to the tree where the others were, glancing back over his shoulder every once in a while.
Meanwhile, the others were trying to eat the rock hard lembas, and not making any progress.
Aragorn sat down next to Legolas, who was trying unsuccessfully to chip his lembas with two rocks, and Gimli, who was trying to use his axe.
Arwen came and sat down across from Aragorn, keeping her frosty gaze always on his wary gaze. She crunched her lembas in five bites and stared unblinkingly at him.
Aragorn gaped openmouthed at her, for he had not before known that anyone could eat the lembas using nothing but their teeth.
Arwen winced, for Aragorn had just managed to wrench a morsel off the hunk of lembas and was attempting to chew it into small enough pebbles so he could swallow it.
One by one they either managed miraculously to eat their lembas, or they buried it secretly with the stuff from previous lunches, and went off somewhere.
Aragorn was the first one done, which was surprising, since he had the biggest piece of all. He quickly went off to hide from Arwen until she cooled off.
Arwen waited a bit and snuck off after Aragorn, after tripping over Merry and Pippin who were fighting again. What happened after she found him was this.
Aragorn hid under his bed. He could hear Arwen stomping up the stairs, checking in every room as she went past. She came into their room. The first place she looked was under the bed.
Aragorn saw her upside-down face looking straight at him, glaring. He shrank beneath her withering gaze. She reached for him. Aragorn shrieked and tried to get out from under the bed, but his grey cloak of Lorien caught on one of the many loose springs and he could go neither forward nor back.
ArwenÕs hand came closer, and closer, and then suddenly stopped, as if she had forgotten what she wanted, then she withdrew her hand, straightened up, turned, and walked out of the room.
Aragorn was still for a few minutes, gasping, then he wiggled furiously and got out from under the bed, (minus the grey cloak of Lorien) and went downstairs, out of the house, and into the toolshed. He got some wire cutters, went out of the toolshed, into the house, up the stairs, and into his room. And then he got halfway under the bed, snipped his grey cloak of Lorien free, put it on, and walked downstairs to see about dinner.
He entered the kitchen to see Gandalf with his muddy shoes come walking into the house. Aragorn shrieked and before that shriek died on the air Gandalf was sailing through the door, right into Frodo and Sam who were wiping their feet very carefully. Arwen and Legolas at that very moment rounded the corner of the house arguing about whoÕs fault it was this time that the lembas was bad.
Their argument was cut short as three hurtling objects barreled into them.
Merry and Pippin happened to be arguing in the sandbox about where to put Mount Doom, when suddenly, five objects came crashing down on Mordor.
Barad-dur was totally smashed by a falling Hobbit. (Which happened to be Sam)
Merry and Pippin shrieked and covered their heads with their arms, but an Elf came hurtling down out of the sky, flattening them.
Legolas got up, picked Merry and Pippin up, and went off with Arwen to finish their argument.
Aragorn, after mopping the floor, started to make chicken ‡ la mode for dinner.
Arwen, Legolas, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam and Gandalf came in from the sandbox, carefully wiping their feet.
Aragorn met them with an apron and a big plate of chicken ‡ la mode and a big toothy grin.
Arwen gazed quizzically at him, not knowing he had so many teeth.
Then they heard a knock on the door. Aragorn looked fearfully around the messy kitchen. He grabbed the mop and started swinging it around, for he knew his mother had come by for a visit, and he had forgotten it in the Arwen incident.
He stuffed Gandalf into the coat closet, swept Arwen under the rug, shoved Legolas into the fridge, and ushered the Hobbits and Gimli out of the room.
And he was not a moment too late. For at that moment his mother burst through the door, being tired of waiting for someone to open it.
Aragorn greeted his mother with a smile as he took the apron off.
His mother peered around the kitchen, at the lump in the rug, and the very sloppily done mopping job.
She started as the hobbits and Gimli came back into the kitchen. She said, ÒOh! are these your kids? What uh, lovely kids you have. whereÕs your wife?Ó
ÒOh!Ó said Aragorn ÒShe likes to hide under the rug. Come on out dear!Ó he said lifting the corner of the rug and pulling out Arwen.
She gave him a frosty glare as he helped her up from the floor.
Aragorn paused and almost dropped her, but she stood up to her full hight and greeted his mother with a smile.
AragornÕs mother smiled and greeted Arwen.
Then she turned to Aragorn and started criticizing him for the sloppy mopping job while she was hanging up her coat. She did not notice Gandalf trying on a floppy hat since she was too busy scolding Aragorn.
She stayed for three miserable months. When she finally left, she had convinced Arwen to plant a flower garden under the big tree where they ususlly ate the lembas when they ate outside, and Aragorn that ÒCometÓ was a much better cleaner than the one he was using.
Arwen was trowelling the ground under the tree when her trowel hit something hard. She pulled it out of the ground, and half the blade was gone.
ÒRocksÓ She muttered, and started digging with her hands.
She surfaced one and glanced at it and was about to throw it aside, but then she looked closer. She said, ÒWhaaaat?Ó and looked in the hole to see if there was any more. She saw what she feared. A whole mess of, not rocks, but, ÒLembas!!!Ó She shrieked, and ran to the side yard still clutching a hunk.
Aragorn was in despair, for Arwen was not come back from the store. And she was a compulsive Shop-a-Holic. So you can see why he despaired.
When she finally came back, laden with purchases, but not the very thing thing Aragorn had specifically asked for, (Frosted Sugar Puffs) he flew into a rage.
ÓEEEYIGH!!Ó He said, his eyes growing wild, ÓI NEED A SUGAR PICK-ME-UP!!Ó
Arwen looked up and blinked pitifully.
ÒIÕm sorry. I wandered into the sale aisle and I got carried away!Ó She blinked even more pitifully.
Aragorn looked down and a funny look came into his eyes, Almost as if he was rather uncomfortable, for her gaze held something more, Hostility, perhaps?
ÒBut no,Ó He thought. ÒShe wouldnÕt dare to... to... No! she wouldnÕt dare!Ó He couldnÕt bring himself to think about it.
But Arwen glanced around, like she was looking to see that no one was watching.
Aragorn stiffened and stared, then Arwen moved a hand ever so slightly. Aragorn whirled around to run, but it was too late. Arwen lashed out with her foot, knocking him to the ground.
He got up knocking her to the very dirty floor, and ran out of the house. But Arwen was following not too far behind. Aragorn thought fast.
ÒIf I can just reach the rooaaa......Ó But she pounced on his back, and hung on for dear life.
Aragorn shrieked, and the sound was horrible to hear. It was as if all the Nazgul were hovering overhead.
Arwen cowered, and then she struck and she knocked him to the ground. AragornÕs shrieks of terror turned to something else entirely different as Arwen started tickling his neck without mercy.
ÒHelp! Help!Ó Aragorn managed to choke out between his giggling.
Arwen hissed in his ear. ÒWhereÕs my Frosted Sugar Puffs! WhereÕs my Frosted Sugar Puffs! Is that all you ever think about? Every time I try to sneak out to get some shopping done youÕre right there WAITING for me like you had news of it before hand! And itÕs always the same,Ó she said, her eyes going wilder than Aragorn had ever seen. ÒItÕs always, ÔOh, youÕre going to the store? well get me some Frosted Sugar PuffsÕ Without a please or a thank you when I get back. And you NEVER pay for them yourself, you always expect ME to pay for them out of this weeks grocery money! Do you KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE YOUR PRECIOUS CEREAL IS??? THREE DOLLARS A BOX!! AND IÕM NOT PUTTING UP WITH IT ANY MORE! I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOUR PRECIOUS-WECIOUS CEREAL! DO YOU HEAR ME?? IF YOU WANT FROSTED SUGAR PUFFS YOU BUY THEM WITH YOUR OWN MONEY!Ó And with that, Arwen ripped his boots off, and began savagely tickling his feet.
Aragorn, by this time had been gasping and giggling himself silly and trying to get up, but ArwenÕs fierce attack had left him powerless to defend himself from the furious onslaught.
Finally he jumped up from the ground where he had been laying, knocking her from his back, ran into the house and no sooner than he had slammed and locked the door behind himself, than Arwen unleashed her full fury on the door. It groaned and buckled under the furious onslaught, and then it gave in to the pounding fists and kicking feet. Arwen burst through the door and the force of her anger carried her through the wall across the room.
She burst through the living room wall where Gandalf and Legolas were watching television.
Then she slowly, gracefully picked herself up from the wreckage, straightened her dress, fixed her hair, and stumped off to find Aragorn.
Aragorn, who had ran off as soon as he had caught his breath, was far and away up the stairs, flinging away from his path any one in his way. (Indeed, had Arwen stayed in the living room to watch Tv., she might have noticed that when Legolas got up during the commercials to make more popcorn, he walked with a limp and he had a black eye.) Aragorn rushed up the stairs as fast as his bootless feet could carry him. He imagined he could hear feet behind him, and indeed he did. For Frodo and Sam were chasing him, because they needed help with the lunch.
For Gandalf was watching television, Gimli was playing with his little toy plane, Merry and Pippin were arguing, and all Legolas and Arwen knew how to make was lembas. (And not very good lembas at that.) But Aragorn did not have time to help them this time. For he was running for his very life. He turned into the first room he saw,(which happened to be Frodo and SamÕs room) and slammed the door.
Frodo and Sam, however, were enraged at this, for Hobbits do not take kindly to people popping into their rooms uninvited. They gave two great bellows at this, and beat their fists on the door, all thoughts of lunch forgotten.
Which was bad, for at that moment, Legolas, coming into the kitchen, saw the fixings of what he thought was lembas on the counter. He thought, ÒLembas fixings! Arwen and I must be making lunch again! DidnÕt we do it yesterday? alas!Ó And started making lembas.
Arwen, coming in at that moment, stopped, and thought, ÒLembas fixings! Legolas and I must be making lunch again! DidnÕt we do it yesterday? alas!Ó And started helping Legolas.
About this time, Frodo and Sam had burst through their door and had picked up Aragorn and at that very moment were carrying him into the kitchen on their way to the window. Arwen turned from the lembas she was making and at the sight of Aragorn she roared and started running after him, leaving her lembas dough.
Gandalf, having heard all the noise, had come in to see what was going on, and while Frodo and Sam rushed past him, Frodo stepped on his foot. Gandalf let out a yell loud enough to shatter LegolasÕ lembas. Then Gandalf started chasing Frodo and Sam, with Arwen close behind.
Frodo and Sam were just about to throw Aragorn out the window when Arwen grabbed him and threw him out the window. The speed at which they were running carried Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn through the window into the hole Gandalf was supposed to fill two weeks before. Gandalf ran right out the window, too, after Frodo and Sam.
Legolas who had come running up, stood gaping with lembas glopping off his hands. Arwen turned and with a sniff stalked off to finish the lembas. Legolas followed still gaping and glopping.
Gimli, Merry and Pippin, who were fighting outside, fought their way to the front of the house and stood gaping at two Hobbits, a Wizard, and a Man floundering in a hole that one of them was supposed to fill two weeks ago.
Gimli turned and dropping his toy plane, fell to the ground laughing. Merry and Pippin started arguing about which was funnier, each other, this, or what happened last week.
Aragorn floundered out of the hole, which happened to be filled with quicksand, glared at Gimli, who was in convulsions, stumped up to the front door, wiped his feet carefully, and went upstairs to change.
By this time, Frodo, Sam and Gandalf had floundered out of the hole and went in the front door without wiping their feet. There was a shriek, and three forms were thrown out the door, Aragorn following with a mop.
Gimli, who had seen Aragorn with the mop, got up and choking back giggles, slunk off with his plane, followed by AragornÕs piercing gaze. Arwen and Legolas who had finished the lembas, came out with a big platter and called everyone to lunch.
They all came slowly and gazed sorrowfully at the lembas and turned to Frodo and Sam and glared. For if they had made lunch like they were supposed to they would not have to eat lembas right now.
Arwen, her eyes narrowing, said ÒYouÕd better eat or Legolas and I might take offenseÓ
Gandalf, Frodo, Sam, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Aragorn, and Legolas looked at each other, and quickly lined up for the lembas. Aragorn was last in line. When he came to the platter there was only one big piece left.
Wincing, he snatched it quickly, keeping well out of arms reach. His eyes always on Arwen, who was glaring hard at him, eyes blazing. He hurried off to the tree where the others were, glancing back over his shoulder every once in a while.
Meanwhile, the others were trying to eat the rock hard lembas, and not making any progress.
Aragorn sat down next to Legolas, who was trying unsuccessfully to chip his lembas with two rocks, and Gimli, who was trying to use his axe.
Arwen came and sat down across from Aragorn, keeping her frosty gaze always on his wary gaze. She crunched her lembas in five bites and stared unblinkingly at him.
Aragorn gaped openmouthed at her, for he had not before known that anyone could eat the lembas using nothing but their teeth.
Arwen winced, for Aragorn had just managed to wrench a morsel off the hunk of lembas and was attempting to chew it into small enough pebbles so he could swallow it.
One by one they either managed miraculously to eat their lembas, or they buried it secretly with the stuff from previous lunches, and went off somewhere.
Aragorn was the first one done, which was surprising, since he had the biggest piece of all. He quickly went off to hide from Arwen until she cooled off.
Arwen waited a bit and snuck off after Aragorn, after tripping over Merry and Pippin who were fighting again. What happened after she found him was this.
Aragorn hid under his bed. He could hear Arwen stomping up the stairs, checking in every room as she went past. She came into their room. The first place she looked was under the bed.
Aragorn saw her upside-down face looking straight at him, glaring. He shrank beneath her withering gaze. She reached for him. Aragorn shrieked and tried to get out from under the bed, but his grey cloak of Lorien caught on one of the many loose springs and he could go neither forward nor back.
ArwenÕs hand came closer, and closer, and then suddenly stopped, as if she had forgotten what she wanted, then she withdrew her hand, straightened up, turned, and walked out of the room.
Aragorn was still for a few minutes, gasping, then he wiggled furiously and got out from under the bed, (minus the grey cloak of Lorien) and went downstairs, out of the house, and into the toolshed. He got some wire cutters, went out of the toolshed, into the house, up the stairs, and into his room. And then he got halfway under the bed, snipped his grey cloak of Lorien free, put it on, and walked downstairs to see about dinner.
He entered the kitchen to see Gandalf with his muddy shoes come walking into the house. Aragorn shrieked and before that shriek died on the air Gandalf was sailing through the door, right into Frodo and Sam who were wiping their feet very carefully. Arwen and Legolas at that very moment rounded the corner of the house arguing about whoÕs fault it was this time that the lembas was bad.
Their argument was cut short as three hurtling objects barreled into them.
Merry and Pippin happened to be arguing in the sandbox about where to put Mount Doom, when suddenly, five objects came crashing down on Mordor.
Barad-dur was totally smashed by a falling Hobbit. (Which happened to be Sam)
Merry and Pippin shrieked and covered their heads with their arms, but an Elf came hurtling down out of the sky, flattening them.
Legolas got up, picked Merry and Pippin up, and went off with Arwen to finish their argument.
Aragorn, after mopping the floor, started to make chicken ‡ la mode for dinner.
Arwen, Legolas, Gimli, Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam and Gandalf came in from the sandbox, carefully wiping their feet.
Aragorn met them with an apron and a big plate of chicken ‡ la mode and a big toothy grin.
Arwen gazed quizzically at him, not knowing he had so many teeth.
Then they heard a knock on the door. Aragorn looked fearfully around the messy kitchen. He grabbed the mop and started swinging it around, for he knew his mother had come by for a visit, and he had forgotten it in the Arwen incident.
He stuffed Gandalf into the coat closet, swept Arwen under the rug, shoved Legolas into the fridge, and ushered the Hobbits and Gimli out of the room.
And he was not a moment too late. For at that moment his mother burst through the door, being tired of waiting for someone to open it.
Aragorn greeted his mother with a smile as he took the apron off.
His mother peered around the kitchen, at the lump in the rug, and the very sloppily done mopping job.
She started as the hobbits and Gimli came back into the kitchen. She said, ÒOh! are these your kids? What uh, lovely kids you have. whereÕs your wife?Ó
ÒOh!Ó said Aragorn ÒShe likes to hide under the rug. Come on out dear!Ó he said lifting the corner of the rug and pulling out Arwen.
She gave him a frosty glare as he helped her up from the floor.
Aragorn paused and almost dropped her, but she stood up to her full hight and greeted his mother with a smile.
AragornÕs mother smiled and greeted Arwen.
Then she turned to Aragorn and started criticizing him for the sloppy mopping job while she was hanging up her coat. She did not notice Gandalf trying on a floppy hat since she was too busy scolding Aragorn.
She stayed for three miserable months. When she finally left, she had convinced Arwen to plant a flower garden under the big tree where they ususlly ate the lembas when they ate outside, and Aragorn that ÒCometÓ was a much better cleaner than the one he was using.
Arwen was trowelling the ground under the tree when her trowel hit something hard. She pulled it out of the ground, and half the blade was gone.
ÒRocksÓ She muttered, and started digging with her hands.
She surfaced one and glanced at it and was about to throw it aside, but then she looked closer. She said, ÒWhaaaat?Ó and looked in the hole to see if there was any more. She saw what she feared. A whole mess of, not rocks, but, ÒLembas!!!Ó She shrieked, and ran to the side yard still clutching a hunk.