I'm SO sorry it's been so long since I updated! I feel awful, but in my defence, I thought it better to wait and write something at least half decent instead of updating with the fudge that I had before I became inspired. I won't keep you too long with my blabbering, promise!

Huinesoron- Shh, put those claws away, it's going to be alright, I won't let anything happen to my lil Legolasto . . . mini authors? What would THEY look like?

Malfoyelf- sorry it was the shortest, and I'll send the antidote to the reveal as soon as I find it . . . darn invisible ink ;-) Story of mini- balrog's is sort of explained, but reading Camilla Sandman's OFUM will make sense of it all (and it's really good too) Misspellings, yes, well that's what mini's are really all about anyway! And I'm feeling really guilty now, I try to update regularly . . .

Lil angel/devil- I'm glad you agree its not right . . . proves you don't have sue tendencies! And I don't mind odd reviews or short ones. It's the absent ones that hurt!

Liliac of the Purple Cloak- I'm updating now, eesh, it's a conspiracy to make me feel bad! Thank you.

Phaidra- Legolasto isn't going anywhere, don't you worry. And I agree, total waste of time. Thanks for the fun fact!

Hirotani- I agree, but these Mary Sue wannabes wouldn't really know about OFUM, so Legolasto is safe.

Tiri and Mary- I don't want to kill you, which is why I didn't go into details! I LIKE your reviews! And I don't mind sharing, until I catch my own Orlando. Although . . . Your one looks like a lot of fun ;-)

Rylee Smith- either your mind reading again or my plot is way too transparent. Stop it!

KittyCatBlack- Glad you like. Also glad you obviously review near a very busy road!

Melime- YAY, got it right! I will reward myself with a biscuit! And very glad you like!

BigBlackDogStar- You probably didn't notice because I sometimes slip into past tense (it's hard not to) And I'm super glad you love this fic! Don't worry, Giri IS scary! And the walls are a sort of dark golden red colour, which the Barbie clone imagines a sunset over Rivendale would look like. Lizzie can see the words from inside the story (the headmistress wrote the room, which becomes relevant later)

Tiri and Mary- This is what made me feel guilty. I'm sorry a hundred times it took me so long to update! Not sure Orlando pouncing is punishment but I updated anyway! Please don't die! I updated, look! And don't let Orlando cry! I'm sorry, truly I am! I loved the long blurb and I would reply to it all but I should really start the story now . . . all I can say is I now have mental images of Orlando in a big bow!

Disclaimer - Do I really need to do this again? Oh ok - ISPCE is being used with the kind permission of Huinesoron, Liliac with the permission of herself. Lizzie is mine and I can therefore submit her to anything I wish (mwahahahah!). TAMS is mine, and I'm going to enjoy making it the most clichéd, fluffy, diabolical place that I can! The Sues are all mine, no matter how hard I try to lose them, so I'll be torturing them until I think of another plan!

Chapter 6 - A Useful Lesson?

"So let me try to understand this" The Barbie Clone rubs her temple. I toy with the idea of telling her she probably doesn't possess the IQ, but I decide not to . . . getting expelled is not on my to do list today. "So this . . . creature" she tries to smile at Legolasto, who is perched on the arm of my chair "is a mini balrog?" I nod. "And how did it . . . sorry, how did he come into being?"

"Every name miss spelt in a fan fic creates a mini balrog. That includes place names." I stare pointedly at the walls. She has the grace to blush, but she doesn't comment. "And Legolasto here is my mini. That is ok isn't it? I mean, balrogs are perfectly canonical."

Barbie Clone can't argue with me. "I suppose it's alright. There's nothing against it in the rules" she glances down at the rulebook, in the futile hope a new rule banning any pet that isn't cute might have miraculously appeared. It hasn't. She sighs. "Well, I suppose that's everything. If you run you can make it to your next class. I hope you can manage to stay out of trouble for a little longer this time, Lisa dear."

I smile and nod and scoop Legolasto into my arms. "Me too Miss". I look at my timetable as her door closes behind me. Caring for your animal Companions is next. I look at Legolasto and smile. Might be fun!

***

This lesson is outside in the grounds of the school. I wonder over to Nicole and Sally, but I feel a bit nervous. Suppose they don't like Legolasto? I needn't have worried though; they both think he's absolutely adorable.

"I haven't got a creature companion, can I help with Legolasto?" asks Sally. I nod, and turn towards Nicole, but she smiles and shakes her head.

"I've already got a creature companion," she whistles and a hawk swoops down from a nearby tree to land on her arm. "This is Swift. I thought it would be cool to have a companion, and hawks aren't too out of place in Middle Earth."

"Talking of out of place," I say, spotting Giri over sally's shoulder. They both turn to look, and gasp. Giri is riding a candyfloss pink flying unicorn. I feel ill. Legolasto obviously shares the sentiment because he growls and flies over towards Giri.

"Legolasto, NO!" I chase after him. He stops inches from Giri, who glares at me with fear thinly veiled by hatred.

"What's that THING still doing here? I thought you went to see the headmistress!" She sneers.

"Yes, I did. HE is still here because there's nothing in the rules that says otherwise. And at least Legolasto is canonical. A pink flying unicorn? PLEASE!"

She slides of its back and stands toe to toe with me. Legolasto snaps at her, and she backs off a bit. "There's nothing wrong with MY unicorn!"

"That's not technically true." A slightly hoarse, male voice interrupts. I turn to look. A tall man, obviously a ranger, is standing looking at both of us. "You would never find a unicorn in Middle Earth, let alone a pink flying one!" Giri glares, and I look at him curiously. I had given up hope of finding anyone in this place who would actually know anything about Middle Earth.

***

I'm impressed. I've actually had a useful lesson. Mornil, the teacher, knew his stuff and, despite Giri's gangs best attempts, stuck to canonical creatures only. I trail behind everyone else at the end of the lesson so I can talk to him.

"So, how does a sane person like you end up in a school like this?" I ask as he picks up his pack from the ground.

He laughs, and starts to walk towards the academy with me. "I was rescued from a fan fic to help teach about creatures. I was an original character in some atrocity, there to comfort the sue about her "tragic" past and match make for her and Aragorn." He shudders. "Luckily for me, once I was brought out of the fan fic, I was free from her influence, and I became an ordinary ranger."

I thank him and say goodbye. "Now that's interesting" I murmur to Legolasto as I walk towards Sally. She starts to run towards me. I look around for Nicole, but I can't see her anywhere. "Where . . ." I start to ask Sally as she gets to me, but she interrupts.

"The headmistress just came out to get Nicole . . . She's been chosen for a fan fic!"

(A/N Dum dum duu-uu-uum! What ever will happen next? One thing's for sure, I'll update quicker this time, promise!)