~*~*A/N: Sorry for the delay. Been busy. De's PoV.*~*~
I was having a pretty good dream about Aragorn and Elrond, when Yoda's annoying voice cut into my thoughts.
"Wake up. Arriving in Curoscant, we are."
I struggled to sit up, and rubbed my eyes, yawning. Why the hell was I on some weird spaceship instead of enjoying my tropical vacation? Then I remembered...Amidala was in some sort of trouble.
"Let me get this straight," I said, flipping my hair in Ian's face. "We're leaving Bermuda to go to some weird place in a galaxy far, far away just to rescue some bitty with weird hair and an annoying voice?"
Ian blinked at me.
"No, not Arwen," he said. "Amidala."
I threw up my hands. "They're all the same."
"Who else is in trouble?" Ian asked, as the craft began to land. "Besides Amidala, I mean."
"Trouble, Master Obi-Wan is in, as well," Yoda answered, focused on the window.
"See, De?" Ian said, nudging me. "Not just Amidala."
I raised my eyebrows slightly. Obi-Wan? Hmm...this might not be so bad.
"He's got one of them cool sword-things, right?" I asked, blinking innocently.
"Lightsabers?" Ian offered.
"There we go," I said, snapping my fingers. "A lightsaber. He has one of them, doesn't he?"
"Yes, De," Ian said slowly, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated fashion. "All the Jedis have lightsabers."
"Well, ex-cuse me, Mr. I-Know-Everything," I said sarcastically, "but not everyone can be both Star Wars *and* Lord of the Rings experts. I, for one, might have a spontaneous combustion inside my brain."
"It's not being an expert, Miss I'm-Not-Smart, I-Just-Give-Good-Hea--"
"Fight, you mustn't," Yoda interrupted. "In Curoscant, we are."
I leaned over and stared out the window at the beautiful city. For a moment, I forgot that I had just been arguing with Ian, and that he insulted my intelligence, and that my vacation was ruined. I gazed out at the large buildings and pale blue skies.
"Meet with the council, we will," Yoda said.
The doors opened, and I stood. I glanced down, blinking.
"Why am I still wearing my bikini?" I exclaimed. Ian laughed.
"I'm sure we can find something of Amidala's for you to borrow," he said, pushing me towards the door.
"Oh, one of her little slut outfi-"
"Just shut up and walk."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Now," Gandalf said to the Fellowship, "remember. Once we get to Lady Jess's house, we will find out if Lady De is in danger. I do not doubt that Kristin and Jess will want to accompany us. Either way," he sighed, "it is bound to be an adventure."
The hobbits squealed excitedly, and Aragorn and Legolas shared a look. Gimli grumbled to himself. They all reached for his staff, and Gandalf, with another sigh, muttered some words under his breath. There was a flash of light, and then they were gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey Jess," Kristin called, pulling a carton of milk from the fridge, "is this stuff fresh?"
"I dunno," Jess called back from the living room. "Smell it."
Kristin lifted the carton, sniffing delicately. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, pushing it to the very back of the fridge, behind the year-old bottle of wine. "Gross."
Suddenly, there was a crash upstairs. Kristin glanced towards the ceiling, and in the next second, both her and Jess were racing up the stairs.
"Woah!" Jess exclaimed as the two bounded into her bedroom. "The Fellowship is in my room!"
"They are!" Kristin agreed excitedly, jumping for Pippin.
"What are you guys *doing* here?" Jess asked, giving Legolas a hug.
"Gandalf had a vision of Lady De being in danger," Aragorn said nervously. "Is she all right?"
"She's in Bermuda with Ian," Kristin said. "Lucky bitch," she added under her breath.
"What sort of vision did you have, Gandalf?" Jess asked. They all turned to the wizard, who was sitting with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking something of great importance.
"Gandalf?" Merry said softly.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
"De is not in this Bermuda," he said slowly. "She is very far...in a galaxy far, far away."
"Well," Pippin said after a long silence. "Let us go to this galaxy then."
~*~*~*A/N: Take it, Ian.*~*~*~*
I was having a pretty good dream about Aragorn and Elrond, when Yoda's annoying voice cut into my thoughts.
"Wake up. Arriving in Curoscant, we are."
I struggled to sit up, and rubbed my eyes, yawning. Why the hell was I on some weird spaceship instead of enjoying my tropical vacation? Then I remembered...Amidala was in some sort of trouble.
"Let me get this straight," I said, flipping my hair in Ian's face. "We're leaving Bermuda to go to some weird place in a galaxy far, far away just to rescue some bitty with weird hair and an annoying voice?"
Ian blinked at me.
"No, not Arwen," he said. "Amidala."
I threw up my hands. "They're all the same."
"Who else is in trouble?" Ian asked, as the craft began to land. "Besides Amidala, I mean."
"Trouble, Master Obi-Wan is in, as well," Yoda answered, focused on the window.
"See, De?" Ian said, nudging me. "Not just Amidala."
I raised my eyebrows slightly. Obi-Wan? Hmm...this might not be so bad.
"He's got one of them cool sword-things, right?" I asked, blinking innocently.
"Lightsabers?" Ian offered.
"There we go," I said, snapping my fingers. "A lightsaber. He has one of them, doesn't he?"
"Yes, De," Ian said slowly, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated fashion. "All the Jedis have lightsabers."
"Well, ex-cuse me, Mr. I-Know-Everything," I said sarcastically, "but not everyone can be both Star Wars *and* Lord of the Rings experts. I, for one, might have a spontaneous combustion inside my brain."
"It's not being an expert, Miss I'm-Not-Smart, I-Just-Give-Good-Hea--"
"Fight, you mustn't," Yoda interrupted. "In Curoscant, we are."
I leaned over and stared out the window at the beautiful city. For a moment, I forgot that I had just been arguing with Ian, and that he insulted my intelligence, and that my vacation was ruined. I gazed out at the large buildings and pale blue skies.
"Meet with the council, we will," Yoda said.
The doors opened, and I stood. I glanced down, blinking.
"Why am I still wearing my bikini?" I exclaimed. Ian laughed.
"I'm sure we can find something of Amidala's for you to borrow," he said, pushing me towards the door.
"Oh, one of her little slut outfi-"
"Just shut up and walk."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Now," Gandalf said to the Fellowship, "remember. Once we get to Lady Jess's house, we will find out if Lady De is in danger. I do not doubt that Kristin and Jess will want to accompany us. Either way," he sighed, "it is bound to be an adventure."
The hobbits squealed excitedly, and Aragorn and Legolas shared a look. Gimli grumbled to himself. They all reached for his staff, and Gandalf, with another sigh, muttered some words under his breath. There was a flash of light, and then they were gone.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey Jess," Kristin called, pulling a carton of milk from the fridge, "is this stuff fresh?"
"I dunno," Jess called back from the living room. "Smell it."
Kristin lifted the carton, sniffing delicately. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, pushing it to the very back of the fridge, behind the year-old bottle of wine. "Gross."
Suddenly, there was a crash upstairs. Kristin glanced towards the ceiling, and in the next second, both her and Jess were racing up the stairs.
"Woah!" Jess exclaimed as the two bounded into her bedroom. "The Fellowship is in my room!"
"They are!" Kristin agreed excitedly, jumping for Pippin.
"What are you guys *doing* here?" Jess asked, giving Legolas a hug.
"Gandalf had a vision of Lady De being in danger," Aragorn said nervously. "Is she all right?"
"She's in Bermuda with Ian," Kristin said. "Lucky bitch," she added under her breath.
"What sort of vision did you have, Gandalf?" Jess asked. They all turned to the wizard, who was sitting with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking something of great importance.
"Gandalf?" Merry said softly.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
"De is not in this Bermuda," he said slowly. "She is very far...in a galaxy far, far away."
"Well," Pippin said after a long silence. "Let us go to this galaxy then."
~*~*~*A/N: Take it, Ian.*~*~*~*