~*~* A/N: Well, as promised, here's the second chapter! Enjoy! *~*~
Kristin unpacked her groceries, watching the hobbits out of the corner of her eye. They were talking in low voices, trying to determine how to return to their own world. This whole situation astounded her, and she wondered for a moment how her roommate, Tim, would react to her new "friends". Ah, well, she still had a few hours before he wandered in, in a drunken stupor. With any luck, he would pass out as soon as he got in.
The Hobbits turned to her, and watched as she grabbed a few bottles of beer from the refridgerator.
"These are my roommates', I don't drink but he won't mind."
"Roommate?" asked Merry, taking the bottle and looking at it, puzzled.
"Tim - he lives here, he's a friend of mine."
"Oh.. A boyfriend?" asked Pippin innocently, trying to open the bottle with his hands. Kristin laughed, and took back the bottles, opening them quickly on the edge of the counter.
"Tim? My boyfriend? Goodness no, he's gay." Pippin and Merry exchanged glances.
"We're gay," said Merry, matter-of-factly, but understanding a different meaning of the word.
Kristin was puzzled for a second, then her confused expression broke into a smile.
"In your world, gay means happy, doesn't it?"
Pippin and Merry nodded, puzzled.
"What does it mean here?" asked Pippin, taking back the bottle from Kristin and taking a drink.
"Well - it can mean happy, but it also means a person who likes someone of the same sex. Um, bad explanation. Tim's gay - which means, he dates and loves other men. Which is a completely valid lifestyle, in my opinion."
Pippin raised his eyebrows nearly off his forehead, almost spitting out his beer.
"You mean.. he kisses other men?" Merry asked, wide-eyed.
"Well.. Usually, yea," Kristin shrugged, but then smiled. "Enough about Tim, though."
"Are you gay?" asked Pippin, his eyebrows still raised. This drew another laugh from Kristin.
"No, no, I like men," she explained, and then opened the refridgerator once more.
"Hm.. Let's see, what's for supper? Eh, screw cooking, I'm ordering Chinese." She picked up the phone, and, pressing a single button, began talking into it.
"Mr. Chen? This is Kristin. Good, yourself? Yea, I'm going to need three meals. Entertaining some guests, from out of town. Yea, the Sesame Chicken is good. Thanks, Mr. Chen. Have a good one," she hung up the phone.
"Who were you talking to?" asked Merry, watching her, confused.
"Mr. Chen.. Oh, right, different worlds. I suppose you don't have telephones there."
"I've never heard of such a thing," admitted Pippin.
"You guys are going to have some fun here," said Kristin, glancing around at her apartment, which featured, among other things, a large screen television, both a desktop and a laptop computer, a large stereo. Most of these things were Tim's, but they shared.
"What do you do?" asked Pippin, sitting down on a chair.
"What do you mean? I go to college, and I sing sometimes at a local club."
"College?" asked Merry, sitting near Pippin. Kristin grabbed a soda out of the refridgerator and sat in an empty chair.
"Yea - you guys don't have college? Consider yourselves lucky. It's school, but for after high school." Kristin paused, noting the confused expression on their faces. "No high school either? Lucky ducks. It's to learn what I'm going to do when.. If.. I grow up. To learn how to do a job."
Merry and Pippin seemed to understand this.
"Speaking of college, I have a term paper to write. Stay here, don't move, I have to go get my laptop." She stood up and disappeared down a hallway. As she walked away, Pippin took a moment to really look at her. By her world's standards, she was considered plain, but to him, and anyone else from his world, she was terrifically beautiful. She had shoulder-length brown-red hair, with blonde highlights in some places. Her eyes were large and brown, and she had a nice figure. Pippin swallowed, then turned to Merry.
"Laptop?"
She sat on the couch, the two hobbits beside her. They watched in awe as she pecked away at the keyboard on the device that sat on her lap. With a grin, she turned and glanced at them.
"You guys bored? Here, let me turn on the TV." She picked up the remote control and pressed a button. Pippin yelped, knocking the remote out of her hand as he nearly jumped off the couch.
"Never seen TV," she shook her head, and went back to writing her term paper. It was several moments before she realized that orgasmic moans were being emitted from the television.
"Oh, jesus," she muttered as she looked up. Indeed, as she feared, there were two people having rather graphic sex. "I left it on HBO," she realized, and turned to glance at the hobbits. They were wide-eyed, breathing hard.
"I'm going to give them a collective heart attack," she said to herself, and bent to pick up the remote. As she was about to change the channel, Merry grabbed her hand.
"Don't!" he exclaimed, watching the pornography unfold. Shaking her head, a grin on her face, she was about to insist that she change it, but suddenly she herself became quite enthralled.
Sitting on the couch, all three of them tilted their heads, mouths ajar, as they watched with amused and spellbound looks on their faces.
~*~* A/N: So there it is.. the Hobbits discover porn. What next?! lol *~*~
Kristin unpacked her groceries, watching the hobbits out of the corner of her eye. They were talking in low voices, trying to determine how to return to their own world. This whole situation astounded her, and she wondered for a moment how her roommate, Tim, would react to her new "friends". Ah, well, she still had a few hours before he wandered in, in a drunken stupor. With any luck, he would pass out as soon as he got in.
The Hobbits turned to her, and watched as she grabbed a few bottles of beer from the refridgerator.
"These are my roommates', I don't drink but he won't mind."
"Roommate?" asked Merry, taking the bottle and looking at it, puzzled.
"Tim - he lives here, he's a friend of mine."
"Oh.. A boyfriend?" asked Pippin innocently, trying to open the bottle with his hands. Kristin laughed, and took back the bottles, opening them quickly on the edge of the counter.
"Tim? My boyfriend? Goodness no, he's gay." Pippin and Merry exchanged glances.
"We're gay," said Merry, matter-of-factly, but understanding a different meaning of the word.
Kristin was puzzled for a second, then her confused expression broke into a smile.
"In your world, gay means happy, doesn't it?"
Pippin and Merry nodded, puzzled.
"What does it mean here?" asked Pippin, taking back the bottle from Kristin and taking a drink.
"Well - it can mean happy, but it also means a person who likes someone of the same sex. Um, bad explanation. Tim's gay - which means, he dates and loves other men. Which is a completely valid lifestyle, in my opinion."
Pippin raised his eyebrows nearly off his forehead, almost spitting out his beer.
"You mean.. he kisses other men?" Merry asked, wide-eyed.
"Well.. Usually, yea," Kristin shrugged, but then smiled. "Enough about Tim, though."
"Are you gay?" asked Pippin, his eyebrows still raised. This drew another laugh from Kristin.
"No, no, I like men," she explained, and then opened the refridgerator once more.
"Hm.. Let's see, what's for supper? Eh, screw cooking, I'm ordering Chinese." She picked up the phone, and, pressing a single button, began talking into it.
"Mr. Chen? This is Kristin. Good, yourself? Yea, I'm going to need three meals. Entertaining some guests, from out of town. Yea, the Sesame Chicken is good. Thanks, Mr. Chen. Have a good one," she hung up the phone.
"Who were you talking to?" asked Merry, watching her, confused.
"Mr. Chen.. Oh, right, different worlds. I suppose you don't have telephones there."
"I've never heard of such a thing," admitted Pippin.
"You guys are going to have some fun here," said Kristin, glancing around at her apartment, which featured, among other things, a large screen television, both a desktop and a laptop computer, a large stereo. Most of these things were Tim's, but they shared.
"What do you do?" asked Pippin, sitting down on a chair.
"What do you mean? I go to college, and I sing sometimes at a local club."
"College?" asked Merry, sitting near Pippin. Kristin grabbed a soda out of the refridgerator and sat in an empty chair.
"Yea - you guys don't have college? Consider yourselves lucky. It's school, but for after high school." Kristin paused, noting the confused expression on their faces. "No high school either? Lucky ducks. It's to learn what I'm going to do when.. If.. I grow up. To learn how to do a job."
Merry and Pippin seemed to understand this.
"Speaking of college, I have a term paper to write. Stay here, don't move, I have to go get my laptop." She stood up and disappeared down a hallway. As she walked away, Pippin took a moment to really look at her. By her world's standards, she was considered plain, but to him, and anyone else from his world, she was terrifically beautiful. She had shoulder-length brown-red hair, with blonde highlights in some places. Her eyes were large and brown, and she had a nice figure. Pippin swallowed, then turned to Merry.
"Laptop?"
She sat on the couch, the two hobbits beside her. They watched in awe as she pecked away at the keyboard on the device that sat on her lap. With a grin, she turned and glanced at them.
"You guys bored? Here, let me turn on the TV." She picked up the remote control and pressed a button. Pippin yelped, knocking the remote out of her hand as he nearly jumped off the couch.
"Never seen TV," she shook her head, and went back to writing her term paper. It was several moments before she realized that orgasmic moans were being emitted from the television.
"Oh, jesus," she muttered as she looked up. Indeed, as she feared, there were two people having rather graphic sex. "I left it on HBO," she realized, and turned to glance at the hobbits. They were wide-eyed, breathing hard.
"I'm going to give them a collective heart attack," she said to herself, and bent to pick up the remote. As she was about to change the channel, Merry grabbed her hand.
"Don't!" he exclaimed, watching the pornography unfold. Shaking her head, a grin on her face, she was about to insist that she change it, but suddenly she herself became quite enthralled.
Sitting on the couch, all three of them tilted their heads, mouths ajar, as they watched with amused and spellbound looks on their faces.
~*~* A/N: So there it is.. the Hobbits discover porn. What next?! lol *~*~
