Wait, I'm WHERE? Chapter 7

Disclaimer: Yup, I own LOTR (: *iskilledbyLegolas* Just kidding. We all know I'm just a fangirl. I only manipulate Tolkien's characters into doing what I want through bribing them with cookies. And promising certain whiny hobbits love interests *rollseyes* Yeah, not gunna happen lol


A few hours later, I wake up to someone poking me. With a stick. NO joke.

That's the kinda stuff you put up with in Middle Earth, because everyone can beat you up. I mean, even the hobbits have these little sword-things that look wicked sharp.

And I don't fancy giving myself sutures in the germ infested wilderness because I got between a hobbit and "elevensies", whatever the freak that is.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, poked with a stick.

By Frodo.

That little bitch is just begging for an ass kicking, Damn, I get violent while I'm pmsing.

So right now, as I'm internally monologing this, Frodo's staring at me. Still holding the effing stick, and he's got that bug eyed, mildly constipated look on his face again.

"Um, Hi?…"

I seem to startle him, because he jerks, drops the stick and gives a little shriek. And then he turns and runs and hides behind Gandalf.

Yeah, I'm sure this had to have been better in the movies.

Anyway. It's apparently time to go. Sweet. Why the fuck did I join this jolly little party wagon? Seriously, this has been more camping than the last Harry Potter movie.

Speaking of Harry Potter, why did I have to get sucked into this fandom? I would be perfectly at home chilling in Hogsmede, and putting the moves on the Weasley twins, but noooooo, I had to go to freakin' MIDDLE I mention where we're headed to next?

No?

Oh, we're just of to climb some MOUNTAINS.

Which is apparently no big deal, whatever.


AN; So it's been a while, guys.

This was my very first story. Ever.

It's kind of evolved into a crack!fic, and there isn't really much interest in it any more. I promise I will eventually finish it, but expect sloooow updates. Sorry:/

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