An unexpected turn of events
Prologue
Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings does not belong to me. Mary Sue does but if you want her you can have her. Edgar and the other people at the retirement home belongs to me and a friend of mine.
A/N: After reading more Mary Sue stories than I really needed I decided to write my own falling-in-to-Middle-Earth story, with a twist.
"Where is my coffee girl?" the old, grey-haired man asked grumpily. Mary Sue sighed and brushed her long silk-smooth blond hair out of her face.
"I'll get to you soon Edgar, but there are other people here as well. I can't just abandon them and concentrate on you"
Edgar was 75 years old, almost completely bald and skinny as a stick figure. He walked with a rollator and constantly complained about his hemorrhoids.
"I don't see why." he whined "They're just a pack old, senile waste of space."
"What?" an old woman cupped her hand around her ear in an attempt to hear what was said.
"I said you were a senile waste of space Mildred!" Edgar shouted in her ear.
"Oh. Who are you again?"
"See?" Edgar once again turned to Mary "Now give me my coffee." The beautiful 16 year old girl closed her silvery blue eyes for a second then poured him a cup of coffee.
"Not that hard was it? Youth these days. You are all spoiled rotten, you know that?"
"Yes Edgar."she agreed. It wasn't true though, Mary's adoptive parents didn't care about her. If they did they wouldn't force her to help out at the house after she got home from school, or from her job at the retirement home at the weekends.
The fact that they worked as hard, if not harder, than her to be able to afford the house and food for Mary and her three brothers and was tired when they got home as well was not an excuse. Nor was that the fair system of taking turns to do the different chores.
But it wasn't fair. How could it be when Mary had to do as much as everyone else? She used to dream about her real parents. That they would come and take her away from this place. Away from the school where she was teased for her pointy ears and because she was adopted. Away from a family who didn't understand her.
But she knew that would never happen so she fled the harsh reality into her favorite movies; the Lord of the Rings. She had spend hours watching her DVD's (that her adoptive parent had bought for her) and wishing she was in Middle Earth and could go on adventures with her favorite character; Legolas.
But there was no use reavealing her misery to Edgar. He would never understand the pain she went through. So when he called her a spoiled brat she just smiled and agreed, even though she was crying on the inside.
"Help I'm stuck!" a voice called from the living room across the hall. Mary sighed and left the kitchen to tell the old lady that she had to be strapped to her wheel chair or she would fall out and hurt herself.
As she left, the spot in the floor where she had been standing seemed to turn liquid and a strange light emerged from the edges. Edgar leaned forward to see better when he felt himself being sucked in. He grabbed his rollator to keep himself from being sucked through the floor but it wasn't heavy enough to stop his fall.
When Mary came back into the kitchen both Edgar and his rollator was gone.
A/N: So what do you think? Do you want to hear about poor Edgars adventures in Middle Earth? Constructive critisism is always appriciated. The following chapters will be longer than this, I just wanted to know if anyone would read it.