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~Chapter 3~

The world crashed down around me. My heart pounded loudly in my ears, and my mouth was dry. I was frozen with complete shock.

No...It couldn't be...

This couldn't be happening!

They didn't have chocolate in Middle Earth!

"NOOOOOOO!" I wailed.

Naiya's eyes widened. "My lady, please-"

"CHOCOLATE! HOW CAN I LIVE WITHOUT YOU?" I sobbed. Then my head snapped up, with a fierce look on my face. "Please tell me that you have pocky."

"'Pocky', my lady? What is that?"

I stared at her for one second. Then two. Then I collapsed to the ground, sobbing miserably. "Pocky...I love you...don't leave me..."

"Is pocky your mate?" she asked, trying to make sense of the situation.

"No! Pocky is a delicious food that's a long stick of some cracker thing with chocolate! It is possibly the best and most delicious thing that I have ever tasted in my life! And...you...don't...have...it..." I put my head on top of my knees, pouting.

Naiya spread her hands helplessly. "I am sorry, my lady."

I shook my hand at, my cheerful demeanor back. "Nah, it's nothin'. I don't need it right now." I took out my recorder and started playing the Lord of the Rings theme.

"What is that?" Naiya asked curiously, wincing as the recorder squeaked.

"It's a musical instrument in my world. It's called a recorder. They're really common, and everyone in the whole U.S. of A. knows the basics of how to play one, but no one has ever really bothered to learn past of what they teach you in elementary school," I explained. I could tell that Naiya didn't really understand most of what I said, but she chose not to say anything.

I switched to the Return of the King, but paused. "CRAP! What's the fingering for A flat?"

Naiya decided not to comment. I was trying random fingerings, seeing which one sounded right, but none of them worked. "CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP! CURSE THIS INTERNET-FREE WORLD!" When I didn't know a note, I usually looked it up online. Only, guess what? Yep, you guessed it. Middle Earth wasn't exactly a great place to get free Wi-Fi, hell they didn't even have computers!

Amazingly, I stumbled across the correct combination. I quickly filed that information away in my mind, and continued happily playing the Return of the King theme song.

"What song is that, my lady?" Naiya asked curiously.

"The Return of the King theme song. Although I don't really remember the movies, I absolutely love the music in it!" I changed the song to a Joe Hisaishi song. "Joe Hisaishi, if you listening, you are my HERO!"

Before Naiya could ask who Joe Hisaishi was, the sound of hooves came thundering into the courtyard. A beautiful elf was on a horse, which was coated with sweat. The elf's eyes were wide, and she clutched a bundle to her on the horse. With a start, I realized that it had curly black hair and pointed ears.

Elves quickly took the bundle, racing it inside. I could see that it was a small child. Others helped the elf off the horse, and leading the horse away. "What just happened?" I asked, confused.

"Arwen Undomiel has brought a gravely injured hobbit," Naiya murmured, watching the scene.

My mind flashed to dim memories of the movies. "...Frodo?" I guessed.

Naiya's eyes flashed to my face. "Excuse me?"

"The hobbit's name is Frodo...and that means..." My eyes widened, and I sprinted away through the halls. I heard Naiya calling to me, but I didn't listen. Not really paying attention to where I was going, I crashed into someone, and fell to the floor with a gasp.

I looked up to see an old man in a grey cloak, leaning on a staff. His blue eyes were widened with surprise and mirth, and he chuckled. "What have we here?"

"Gandalf?" I asked, my eyes widening.

Gandalf the Grey looked me over. "You are a human child. The one from the other world, perhaps?"

"Yes, but they just brought Frodo in! And I remembered something; he has the ring! That evil ring-thing..." I trailed off as Gandalf stiffened. He leaned in and hissed under his breath.

"Do not speak lightly of things. If you by any chance remember anything that has to do with the future, do not interfere. The results would be devastating." He straightened up again. "How is Frodo? Where did they take him?"

I swallowed. "He looked kinda...dead-ish? Or severly hurt..."

Gandalf's fond expression dropped, and without a word he turned and strode through the halls purposefully. I was left standing there. "Was it something I said?"

"No. Mithrandir simply has not had a good time of late," a voice from behind me said. i looked to see a tall, broad elf with long dark hair.

"Hiya! I'm Sammy," I introduced myself. Another elf who looked exactly the same walked up to us. "Whoa, hey, are you guys twins?"

They nodded. "I am Elrohir," the first elf said.

"I am Elladan," the newly-arrived one added. "We are of Elrond."

"Soooo are you guys like the Hitachiins? Or like the Weasley twins?" I asked.

Elrohir gave me a puzzled look. "I do not know of whom you speak."

"They're really mischievious and they do everything together. They're also really funny and happy...Though the Hitachiins have some angst...And then Fred died..." I rolled my eyes, grumbling about J. K. Rowling under my breath.

The elves' eyes hardened. "No. We are not like them." They both turned and walked away, with me staring after them.

"What, am I just unavoidable today?"

A new voice spoke up. "No. They have been like that since their mother was tortured by orcs." I turned around to see Glorfindel.

"What? Are you going to storm off too, and some other person come up and give me an explanation about why you stormed off?" I asked sarcastically, in exasperation.

Glorfindel quirked a brow. "Not if you wish it, my lady."

"Sammy. Not my lady, Sammy."

"Very well...Lady Sammy."

I threw up my hands. "You are all just impossible!" I started to storm away, but stopped and looked out the window, gaping.

Glorfindel looked concerned. "What is it, my lady?"

With a shaking finger, I pointed outside. "SQUIRREL!" With that, I ran towards the door to the outside to go chase the squirrel, leaving Glorfindel looking very confused at my sudden departure.

A/N

Third chapter! Yeah, I remember reading somewhere that Elladan and Elrohir were really torn up about what happened to Celebrian, so they weren't all Fred and George-like...though I wish they were...

So next chapter Sammy will start meeting all of the Fellowship. I wasn't very smart, or not thinking, when I wrote the first chapter, because I named her Sammy, when there's already Samwise Gamgee... All well.

Also, it's been confirmed. This is now an EomerxOC fic! With Haldir friendship!

Please review!

~Eva Sirico~