Car
"This would be so much easier if we could have just drove to Erbor." I muttered to myself. "Cars don't get scared by Trolls." Speaking of trolls, I was STILL covered in Troll snot.
"I wouldn't complain they're creatures too," Fili spoke up, patting my shoulder as we walked into Rivendell.
"And what exactly were you two idiots doing when giant TROLLS walked off with ponies?" I ask turning onto the second youngest. "This is your fault."
"What's a car?" Ori asked behind me. Here we go again. Why couldn't I learn to keep my mouth shut?
"It's a wagon that moves on its own. Doesn't need horses to pull it along and it can move over 50 Km/hour " If I had to explain anything to anyone, I don't mind it being Ori. He's a bit your best friends kid brother. You tell him something and he is instantly amazed. "We'd have been there by now, and someone wouldn't have almost made us troll food because he doesn't want to admit Gandalf is wiser than him." I sighed pointing the Thorin, receiving a dark look from the would-be king. We dislike each other immensely.
"I can't wait to be clean" I sighed looking down at my clothing. Troll snot. Gross.