Here's Another Chapter...enjoy!

Disclaimed: I do not own Lord of the Rings...I do own Kali though.

When I woke up, I kinda kept my eyes shut and cringed. It was painful, moving, talking, breathing. Ok, lets just say, everything hurt. I felt something tickling my face, better not be Matt's unshaved shrub on his face.

'Matt get your beard away from me.'

I sat up and chuckled and opened my eyes.

'Matt your...'

There was a forest before me...freaky. It was a dream, I knew, but still freaky. I had dreams like this before. There was one where I was in a ocean and a whale came from underneath me and swallowed me whole, like off of that movie with the little wooden boy, and I sat in there for many months. Then a couple of months after the dream, my aunt Alice (who is dead now) took me to Marine Land and I wouldn't touch the whales. I was younger then, and scared of pretty much anything. If this wasent a dream, then Matt and one of his friends took me out here, I mean, he does have woods similar to these behind his house. They could have done it...right.

I sat there for a moment and laughed my ass off, it was funny. A dream about a forest, how exciting. What could possibly go wrong in a forest? This was one of the best dreams I have had in a long time. No people dying, I didnt die, no violence. Maybe the drugs I was taking really helped me out. Then some weird sound raced through the trees, it sounded like humming, it was weird. It was no song I have ever heard, sounded like an older guy anyway. I wanted to go over but I wondered 'what if he is a...' then I remembered it was just a dream. Dreams cant hurt you, well not in real life anyway. Time to finally expiriment with a dream. I rubbed my hands together and ran towards the noise. Suddenly out of nowhere, this brown little boy runs out of nowhere and knocks me over. Actully, we both knocked each other over. We also smashed heads, it hurt like hell.

'Listen dude,' I snarled. 'Can you really watch where the hell your going? You could have hurt me badly and belive me...I would have sued. I dont go lightly on abuse.'

The little boy looked up at me and rubbed his head, this kid looked oddly familiar.

'I am sorry Miss, I did not see you there. Please accept my apologie.'

He talked...weirdly. Like with an accent and everything. From England maybe? No...his clothes were very weird...the new style in England maybe? This dream was really weird.

'Yeah okay, now if you'll move, I need to follow the humming.'

'Your following the humming too Miss, may we follow it together?'

I dont want some weird English kid following me around, I dont need a straggler.

'How about...no. I think I'll be fine by myself little dude.'

I started running down this hill towards the hill, this better not be a figment of my imagination, because I didnt want to go through all that for nothing. I saw a large pointed hat and raised my eyebrow, then I saw a old man with a carrage and I tripped over my own feet and stumbled down the hill, landing right in front of the trotting horse. The horse stopped, his hoof was right beside my neck. I cant belive it...that was the wizard from the movie. I wish I had of payed attention to the rest of the movie...I didnt even get to Bilbo's Party in the movie. The old man had gotten off the carrage and kneeled beside me, his beard near my face.

'Ah, a young lass. Running out in front of carriages isnt the wisest choice to get my attention, you could have just asked for my help.'

I groaned, rolled over, and got up. I needed to remember the name of the place where the curly haired kid lived...the smial...no. The Dung...no. The Shrine...The Shrin...The Shire!

'I need a ride to The Shire. Is this your ride? Really, you need to go on Pimp My Ride. Someone could really hook you up with some bling.'

The wizard looked at me cautiously and led me over to his carriage.

'Miss, you are in The Shire. Which part of The Shire is your chosen destination?'

'Baggy Shire...thats it.'

The wizard laughed and made the carriage movie again. He stared at me with interest.

'You are not from the these parts are you young one?'

Young one? Which world do you come from Grandpa...calling me a young one. I could kick your ass! I didnt say it, but I wanted to.

'Eh, not really. Could we get there faster, there are no traffic lights around here dude.'

The man sped the horses up faster and I closed my eyes, yay, a carriage ride with a old guy. I heard someone yell 'Gandalf' ahead of us, I sighed. I opened my eyes and saw the curly haired kid, I rolled my eyes. The curly haired kid stopped smiling and looked at me with suprise. The carriage stopped and Gandalf started at the kid, and the kid stared back. They both started laughing out of nowhere...for no apparant reason...weird. The kid looked at me.

'I met you running down the hill, how did run so fast when I could not.'

'I'm a fast runner, took Gym for a bit. Didn't work out to well, I was too fatt. Now could we cut with the small talk and move our asses?'

Gandalf and the kid stared at me, the kid smiled and Gandalf and jumped in the carriage.

'Oh, its so good to see you Gandalf!'

'You too Frodo.'

Oh...ahahahahahahhhahahaha...Frodo? Who the hell names a kid Frodo? Thats sad really...poor kid. I bet he got teased when he went to school the first day. Heh...funny.

So I got pushed back in the carriage, Mr. Priss Frodo had to sit in the front, stupid dolt. I should have walked, I could have spared the weirdness of the situation. Frodo turned around and smiled.

He held out his hand. 'My name is Frodo,' He smiled. 'Whats yours?'

Oh god kill me now!

Kali dosent like Frodo? Didnt see that coming did you? Didnt think so!