Blonde-haired, green-eyed Kathryn "Kate" Lengar and her raven-black-haired, blue-eyes sister Melissa "Mel" were sitting on the floor near the television, snacking on Twinkies and soda, and watching The Fellowship of the Ring.
"Who's your favorite character?" asked Mel, her eyes glued to the television as Elrond launched into his "Doom of the World" speech.
"Aragorn," replied Kate absentmindedly.
"Why don't you like Legolas? Or better yet, why don't you like Elrond?"
"Because I don't like old guys and prissy Elves."
Mel gasped and threw a Twinkie at her older sister. "How dare you insult the Hotness and Mr. Bowman!"
Kate looked at her. "The Hotness?" she said, quirking and eyebrow. "Who is the 'Hotness'?"
"Er...Legolas."
"And I suppose 'Mr. Bowman' would be Elrond, correct?"
"Yep."
"Right."
A few minutes later Kate turned to look at her fifteen year old sister practically drooling as Elrond said "The Ring cannot be destroyed by any weapon we here hold, Gimli son of Gloin".
"You're nasty," she remarked.
"What?!"
"You actually *like* Elrond!"
"...So?"
"He looks like a frog."
"No he doesn't!"
"Yes, he does."
"NO HE DOESN'T!"
"Yes! He DOES!"
"NO! HE! DOES! NOT!"
Mel threw the box of Twinkies at her sister, hoping for her to shut-up. No deal.
"Elrond is a fro-og, Elrond is a fro-og, Elrond is a fro-og!" Kate sang.
"Stop it!"
"Ribbit... RIBBIT!"
"Aragorn's a pig!"
"No he's not!"
"He sweats mud!"
"NO HE DOESN'T!"
Mel paused to grab the other box of Twinkies--a specially marked Lord of the Rings one--and reached inside. Her hand met not the cream-filled yellow snack, but a piece of paper. She pulled it out and looked at it a moment before yelling, "Oh. My. GAWD! WE WON THE GRAND PRIZE!"
"We did?" asked Kate. She crawled over to her sister and peered over her shoulder at the piece of paper.
It read:
Dear Twinkie Buyer Person,
Congrats! You have won the grand prize! All you need to do is fill out the form below and then burn it!
"...Burn it?" asked Kate incredulously. "Mel, I think someone put that in there to fool you."
"No way, Kate," replied Mel shaking her head. "This is the real deal."
Kate stared at her sister for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "You're stupid." She then crawled back to her spot near the television and continued watching the movie.
Mel grabbed a pen and started to fill out the form.
"'Who would you like to be if you went to Middle-earth?'" read Mel, then scribbled down: "The...Hotness..." She frowned, erased the answer, glanced over her shoulder make sure Kate wasn't watching her, then wrote: "Elrond Peredhil. 'What would you take with you (Limit--three things)?' Three things? That sucks! Well...um...dark sunglasses--to be Mr. Smith! He's Hotness number two--, a truck-load of chocolate, and Socks, my cat. 'Do you have any siblings?' Yes. One. 'Who would they like to be in Middle-earth?'" Mel started to write down Aragorn but stopped and instead wrote down: "Haldir. 'What would they take with them?' Nothing. 'Last but not least, how long would you like to stay in Middle-earth (Limit--two months)? ...These people suck. Um...two months. Now I have to...burn the paper."
Mel shrugged, stood up, walking into the kitchen and, using a lit candle, burned the paper and threw it into the sink until it was just a pile of ash.
Kate rushed into the kitchen, an expression of fear on her face from smelling the smoke. When she saw Mel standing next to the sink, a small wisp of smoke coming out of it, she angrily strode up to Mel and hit her upside the head.
"You're stupid!" she yelled, then walked out of the kitchen.
"BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!" Mel yelled back.
"SUPER BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!"
"SUPER DUPER BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!"
"Time for bed, girls!"
Mel and Kate groaned at hearing their mother's voice then trudged up to the room that they shared. They changed into their pajamas, then got into their beds.
"You're stupid," said Kate before she turned off the light.
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Yep, it's stupid, but who cares. Next chapter should be up in about and hour. ^_^ Review please! Nothing belongs to me. *Sigh* It belongs to Professor J.R.R. Tolkien. I just want an Elf! Preferably Elrond... :P
"Who's your favorite character?" asked Mel, her eyes glued to the television as Elrond launched into his "Doom of the World" speech.
"Aragorn," replied Kate absentmindedly.
"Why don't you like Legolas? Or better yet, why don't you like Elrond?"
"Because I don't like old guys and prissy Elves."
Mel gasped and threw a Twinkie at her older sister. "How dare you insult the Hotness and Mr. Bowman!"
Kate looked at her. "The Hotness?" she said, quirking and eyebrow. "Who is the 'Hotness'?"
"Er...Legolas."
"And I suppose 'Mr. Bowman' would be Elrond, correct?"
"Yep."
"Right."
A few minutes later Kate turned to look at her fifteen year old sister practically drooling as Elrond said "The Ring cannot be destroyed by any weapon we here hold, Gimli son of Gloin".
"You're nasty," she remarked.
"What?!"
"You actually *like* Elrond!"
"...So?"
"He looks like a frog."
"No he doesn't!"
"Yes, he does."
"NO HE DOESN'T!"
"Yes! He DOES!"
"NO! HE! DOES! NOT!"
Mel threw the box of Twinkies at her sister, hoping for her to shut-up. No deal.
"Elrond is a fro-og, Elrond is a fro-og, Elrond is a fro-og!" Kate sang.
"Stop it!"
"Ribbit... RIBBIT!"
"Aragorn's a pig!"
"No he's not!"
"He sweats mud!"
"NO HE DOESN'T!"
Mel paused to grab the other box of Twinkies--a specially marked Lord of the Rings one--and reached inside. Her hand met not the cream-filled yellow snack, but a piece of paper. She pulled it out and looked at it a moment before yelling, "Oh. My. GAWD! WE WON THE GRAND PRIZE!"
"We did?" asked Kate. She crawled over to her sister and peered over her shoulder at the piece of paper.
It read:
Dear Twinkie Buyer Person,
Congrats! You have won the grand prize! All you need to do is fill out the form below and then burn it!
"...Burn it?" asked Kate incredulously. "Mel, I think someone put that in there to fool you."
"No way, Kate," replied Mel shaking her head. "This is the real deal."
Kate stared at her sister for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "You're stupid." She then crawled back to her spot near the television and continued watching the movie.
Mel grabbed a pen and started to fill out the form.
"'Who would you like to be if you went to Middle-earth?'" read Mel, then scribbled down: "The...Hotness..." She frowned, erased the answer, glanced over her shoulder make sure Kate wasn't watching her, then wrote: "Elrond Peredhil. 'What would you take with you (Limit--three things)?' Three things? That sucks! Well...um...dark sunglasses--to be Mr. Smith! He's Hotness number two--, a truck-load of chocolate, and Socks, my cat. 'Do you have any siblings?' Yes. One. 'Who would they like to be in Middle-earth?'" Mel started to write down Aragorn but stopped and instead wrote down: "Haldir. 'What would they take with them?' Nothing. 'Last but not least, how long would you like to stay in Middle-earth (Limit--two months)? ...These people suck. Um...two months. Now I have to...burn the paper."
Mel shrugged, stood up, walking into the kitchen and, using a lit candle, burned the paper and threw it into the sink until it was just a pile of ash.
Kate rushed into the kitchen, an expression of fear on her face from smelling the smoke. When she saw Mel standing next to the sink, a small wisp of smoke coming out of it, she angrily strode up to Mel and hit her upside the head.
"You're stupid!" she yelled, then walked out of the kitchen.
"BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!" Mel yelled back.
"SUPER BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!"
"SUPER DUPER BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!"
"Time for bed, girls!"
Mel and Kate groaned at hearing their mother's voice then trudged up to the room that they shared. They changed into their pajamas, then got into their beds.
"You're stupid," said Kate before she turned off the light.
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Yep, it's stupid, but who cares. Next chapter should be up in about and hour. ^_^ Review please! Nothing belongs to me. *Sigh* It belongs to Professor J.R.R. Tolkien. I just want an Elf! Preferably Elrond... :P