Disclaimers: See chapter 1.
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Reviewers!!
Saber Apricot:
Yes, I know, my writing style is slightly confusing and causes a lot of questions. (Hehehe, I mention stuff and explain in detail later. Sorry!) Anyways, you'll soon find out the answers to all your questions. :)
Lady Taliana:
Glad you like it! Happy reading!
Skitty:
I think I'm gonna be going by the movies. The movies are just so much easier to go by when the book has so many things covered that I forget. I'm also not gonna have Kat stay a teenager either..where is the fun in that? Lol. Great idea though with the traveling back and forth, but I already promised my sister a certain event would happen that required Kat to stay in Middle Earth. Hahaha, Kit Kats rule and make people drool! Hehehe, I just rhymed! Okay, I gotta stay away from the coffee for a while. *Eyes it longingly*
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Authors Notes:
Okay, about gibberish. I'm not really sure how it first came about, I just know that all of us at our gym talks to each other in gibberish when we don't want our coaches to understand us. Hey, they get to speak in Romanian, so why can't we speak something they don't understand? (Hehehe, and pretty soon I'll know what they're saying cuz I'm taking Romanian as a language this year. Lol.)
*Anything in here is gibberish*
::And anything in here are thoughts.::
Hey, I can't have the secret get out, so I'm not putting in how to speak it!
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You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 4
I woke up to the sun's rays shining in my face. ::Please don't let that to only have been a dream, please...:: I opened my eyes and sat up. I was still in the guest bedroom in Bag End. ::Thank you! And thank god, no gym again today, and probably for a while too!:: I climbed out of bed and walked over to a mirror in the corner. ::Ya know, now that I think about it, it's not even the gymnastics that I hate, cuz I've been doing it like my whole life. What I really hate is the pushing from my parents and coaches. Not really from my Dad but especially from my Ma....no! I'm not going to think about that now. I'm gonna try and be happy here.:: I looked into the mirror, my reflection almost the same as it was back home. Almost, though. Something was different. ::Hehehe, I think I've been hobbitized. Yes, that's what's different, I've been hobbitized.::
I pulled my sweats back on (I had slept in my underwear and bra) and picked up a brush on the dresser and pulled my hair back into a messy bun. I walked out into the hallway and decided to look for Frodo. "Frodo?" I started walking through the house and couldn't find him. ::Maybe he's still asleep?:: I walked back into the bedroom hall and put my ear against his bedroom door. I could hear his steady deep breathing from within. ::Haha, sleepin' like a baby. Perhaps I should make him a little surprise for breakfast...::
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Frodo awoke to a great smell. He quickly threw on his clothes and ran into the kitchen, only to find Kat sitting at the kitchen table with a huge smile on her face. There was a plate in front of the chair across from her filled with what looked like yellow toasted bread.
"Now, what do we have here?" he asked.
"I decided to make breakfast," I said proudly, "I don't think you've ever had it though, it's called French toast."
"No, I couldn't say that I have." He sat down, eyed it wearily and eventually took a small bite. His face lit up at the taste and began gulping more down.
"You don't have a thing for trying foods, now do you?" I asked him amused, "That's the second thing I've had you try and you seemed scared to try it."
"Never have and probably never will, then again, these foods you are making me try are quite good."
I watched him wolf down the plate. ::Good thing I remembered that hobbits eat a lot, cuz damn, he just easily out ate me and that's a compliment.:: "When do you want to learn the code?" I asked him.
"It's up to you, you're the teacher."
"Well, we could start now if you want," I said.
"Alright."
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The next few hours went by quite fast; trying to teach him gibberish, a little "language" us gymnasts made up to talk to each other without the coaches knowing what we said. And surprisingly, he caught on quite quick. He was actually speaking full sentences, which is a hard thing to do on your first day.
*You're getting really good at this really fast.* I said a lot faster then I was before. "Okay, what did I just say?"
"Um, You're getting really good at this," he replied shakily.
"Ha, close enough. You really caught on quick. It took me a good year to get where I am now, and you're already close."
*Thanks. This is going to be so much fun! No one is going to be able to understand us!*
"Yeah, but, if we go into town speaking it, we probably will get the strangest looks," I replied. Frodo dropped his head and looked to the floor.
"Frodo? Are you okay?"
"Not any weirder than before."
"Hullo, Mr. Frodo! Done with the garden for today!" Sam let himself in and walked into the kitchen. He had a big smile on his face, which quickly faded when he saw Frodo's state. "Are you alright, Mr. Frodo?"
"Yes, yes, I'm alright Sam." He lifted his head and gave him a weak smile.
"So, what have you two been doing all day?" Sam asked.
"Kat's been teaching me a new language from her home. It's kind of like a code." I smiled.
"And he's quite fluent at speaking and understanding it already. Very surprising, it even took me a good year to learn it, and he's almost to where I am now."
"Mr. Frodo's always been good at languages, Mr. Bilbo already taught him much Elvish," Sam said.
"Well, now that I know that, now wonder you're so good at gibberish, it's really easy compared to Elvish!" I laughed.
"Are you going to take Kat to the Green Dragon tonight, Mr. Frodo? I've told Merry and Pippin about her and they want to meet her." Asked Sam
"Yeah, I suppose so. But do me one favor, Sam." Frodo said.
"Yes?"
"Don't try and make me dance with that Poppy Bolger again. You remember what happened last time."
"Mr. Frodo, will you ever get over that? So what if she didn't really like you."
"She went around all of Hobbiton and convinced everyone that I was a weirdo! Now no one will even talk to me!"
"I don't think you're a weirdo, I'm much more of a weirdo than you'll ever be. But, I like being a weirdo; it makes you different than everyone else. It's a lot of fun, actually," I said.
"Well, I'm the weirdo around here, because of Bilbo's travels and adventures, and people make fun of me to my face for it. 'Hey look, there's Dodo, the nephew of that Crackpot Baggins.' I find it far from fun."
Sam put his arm around Frodo's shoulders, "I promise I won't make you dance with anyone this time."
"Yo, what time are we going?" I asked. They both stared at me for a moment. "What?"
"Um, around 5:30? Yeah, that sounds like a good time," Sam replied.
"Cool, I'm gonna go chill for a while and ice my heels. See ya dudes later." I then turned and left for my room.
Sam and Frodo looked at each other puzzled for a moment.
"She talks awful weird now, doesn't she?" Sam asked.
"Aye, she's awfully strange indeed, but I like her," Frodo said.
"How long is she staying?"
"For a while. She's not from around here, she says that she doesn't come from Middle Earth or the Undying Lands."
Sam gave him a weird look. "You honestly believe that?"
"Well, you've seen her, she's not like anything I've ever seen before. She talks weird, with many words and an accent we never heard before. And she doesn't dress like any lass around, so yeah, I believe her."
"She has an accent?"
"Yes, well, I suppose you haven't heard her talk enough to notice it but, she doesn't pronounce her R's. Like just before she said weido instead of weirdo."
"Whatever you say, Mr. Frodo, whatever you say."
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Hehehehe! Kat has a Boston accent! Hehehehe! Yeah, do you people like? That chapter took me a while cuz I couldn't get to my computer cuz of gym. (I really need a laptop!) O, I saw ROTK yesterday; all I can say is WOW! Like omg, really good! Lol. Yeah anyways, please review and I'll bake you some Christmas cookies!
Merry Christmas!
Crazzymonkeys Rock!
~*~Rocky~*~
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Reviewers!!
Saber Apricot:
Yes, I know, my writing style is slightly confusing and causes a lot of questions. (Hehehe, I mention stuff and explain in detail later. Sorry!) Anyways, you'll soon find out the answers to all your questions. :)
Lady Taliana:
Glad you like it! Happy reading!
Skitty:
I think I'm gonna be going by the movies. The movies are just so much easier to go by when the book has so many things covered that I forget. I'm also not gonna have Kat stay a teenager either..where is the fun in that? Lol. Great idea though with the traveling back and forth, but I already promised my sister a certain event would happen that required Kat to stay in Middle Earth. Hahaha, Kit Kats rule and make people drool! Hehehe, I just rhymed! Okay, I gotta stay away from the coffee for a while. *Eyes it longingly*
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Authors Notes:
Okay, about gibberish. I'm not really sure how it first came about, I just know that all of us at our gym talks to each other in gibberish when we don't want our coaches to understand us. Hey, they get to speak in Romanian, so why can't we speak something they don't understand? (Hehehe, and pretty soon I'll know what they're saying cuz I'm taking Romanian as a language this year. Lol.)
*Anything in here is gibberish*
::And anything in here are thoughts.::
Hey, I can't have the secret get out, so I'm not putting in how to speak it!
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You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 4
I woke up to the sun's rays shining in my face. ::Please don't let that to only have been a dream, please...:: I opened my eyes and sat up. I was still in the guest bedroom in Bag End. ::Thank you! And thank god, no gym again today, and probably for a while too!:: I climbed out of bed and walked over to a mirror in the corner. ::Ya know, now that I think about it, it's not even the gymnastics that I hate, cuz I've been doing it like my whole life. What I really hate is the pushing from my parents and coaches. Not really from my Dad but especially from my Ma....no! I'm not going to think about that now. I'm gonna try and be happy here.:: I looked into the mirror, my reflection almost the same as it was back home. Almost, though. Something was different. ::Hehehe, I think I've been hobbitized. Yes, that's what's different, I've been hobbitized.::
I pulled my sweats back on (I had slept in my underwear and bra) and picked up a brush on the dresser and pulled my hair back into a messy bun. I walked out into the hallway and decided to look for Frodo. "Frodo?" I started walking through the house and couldn't find him. ::Maybe he's still asleep?:: I walked back into the bedroom hall and put my ear against his bedroom door. I could hear his steady deep breathing from within. ::Haha, sleepin' like a baby. Perhaps I should make him a little surprise for breakfast...::
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Frodo awoke to a great smell. He quickly threw on his clothes and ran into the kitchen, only to find Kat sitting at the kitchen table with a huge smile on her face. There was a plate in front of the chair across from her filled with what looked like yellow toasted bread.
"Now, what do we have here?" he asked.
"I decided to make breakfast," I said proudly, "I don't think you've ever had it though, it's called French toast."
"No, I couldn't say that I have." He sat down, eyed it wearily and eventually took a small bite. His face lit up at the taste and began gulping more down.
"You don't have a thing for trying foods, now do you?" I asked him amused, "That's the second thing I've had you try and you seemed scared to try it."
"Never have and probably never will, then again, these foods you are making me try are quite good."
I watched him wolf down the plate. ::Good thing I remembered that hobbits eat a lot, cuz damn, he just easily out ate me and that's a compliment.:: "When do you want to learn the code?" I asked him.
"It's up to you, you're the teacher."
"Well, we could start now if you want," I said.
"Alright."
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The next few hours went by quite fast; trying to teach him gibberish, a little "language" us gymnasts made up to talk to each other without the coaches knowing what we said. And surprisingly, he caught on quite quick. He was actually speaking full sentences, which is a hard thing to do on your first day.
*You're getting really good at this really fast.* I said a lot faster then I was before. "Okay, what did I just say?"
"Um, You're getting really good at this," he replied shakily.
"Ha, close enough. You really caught on quick. It took me a good year to get where I am now, and you're already close."
*Thanks. This is going to be so much fun! No one is going to be able to understand us!*
"Yeah, but, if we go into town speaking it, we probably will get the strangest looks," I replied. Frodo dropped his head and looked to the floor.
"Frodo? Are you okay?"
"Not any weirder than before."
"Hullo, Mr. Frodo! Done with the garden for today!" Sam let himself in and walked into the kitchen. He had a big smile on his face, which quickly faded when he saw Frodo's state. "Are you alright, Mr. Frodo?"
"Yes, yes, I'm alright Sam." He lifted his head and gave him a weak smile.
"So, what have you two been doing all day?" Sam asked.
"Kat's been teaching me a new language from her home. It's kind of like a code." I smiled.
"And he's quite fluent at speaking and understanding it already. Very surprising, it even took me a good year to learn it, and he's almost to where I am now."
"Mr. Frodo's always been good at languages, Mr. Bilbo already taught him much Elvish," Sam said.
"Well, now that I know that, now wonder you're so good at gibberish, it's really easy compared to Elvish!" I laughed.
"Are you going to take Kat to the Green Dragon tonight, Mr. Frodo? I've told Merry and Pippin about her and they want to meet her." Asked Sam
"Yeah, I suppose so. But do me one favor, Sam." Frodo said.
"Yes?"
"Don't try and make me dance with that Poppy Bolger again. You remember what happened last time."
"Mr. Frodo, will you ever get over that? So what if she didn't really like you."
"She went around all of Hobbiton and convinced everyone that I was a weirdo! Now no one will even talk to me!"
"I don't think you're a weirdo, I'm much more of a weirdo than you'll ever be. But, I like being a weirdo; it makes you different than everyone else. It's a lot of fun, actually," I said.
"Well, I'm the weirdo around here, because of Bilbo's travels and adventures, and people make fun of me to my face for it. 'Hey look, there's Dodo, the nephew of that Crackpot Baggins.' I find it far from fun."
Sam put his arm around Frodo's shoulders, "I promise I won't make you dance with anyone this time."
"Yo, what time are we going?" I asked. They both stared at me for a moment. "What?"
"Um, around 5:30? Yeah, that sounds like a good time," Sam replied.
"Cool, I'm gonna go chill for a while and ice my heels. See ya dudes later." I then turned and left for my room.
Sam and Frodo looked at each other puzzled for a moment.
"She talks awful weird now, doesn't she?" Sam asked.
"Aye, she's awfully strange indeed, but I like her," Frodo said.
"How long is she staying?"
"For a while. She's not from around here, she says that she doesn't come from Middle Earth or the Undying Lands."
Sam gave him a weird look. "You honestly believe that?"
"Well, you've seen her, she's not like anything I've ever seen before. She talks weird, with many words and an accent we never heard before. And she doesn't dress like any lass around, so yeah, I believe her."
"She has an accent?"
"Yes, well, I suppose you haven't heard her talk enough to notice it but, she doesn't pronounce her R's. Like just before she said weido instead of weirdo."
"Whatever you say, Mr. Frodo, whatever you say."
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Hehehehe! Kat has a Boston accent! Hehehehe! Yeah, do you people like? That chapter took me a while cuz I couldn't get to my computer cuz of gym. (I really need a laptop!) O, I saw ROTK yesterday; all I can say is WOW! Like omg, really good! Lol. Yeah anyways, please review and I'll bake you some Christmas cookies!
Merry Christmas!
Crazzymonkeys Rock!
~*~Rocky~*~