Woohoo! I hit the triple digits! I just got my 100th review! Thanks goes to
my friend LilyEvans13 for being number 100! I suppose you can have party,
when you're over at my house next time...we can stay up late watching Monty
Python and eating random food items... Anyway, thank you all who reviewed! I
am amazed at the number! Wow! Now I'm sorry that this took me so long to
write but I haven't been feeling to well, and my sister has been hogging
the internet. This chapter is really short (such a shame - it's the tenth
chapter too!) and I'm sorry, but I couldn't really make it any longer. It's
just one of those chapters that aren't really that funny or exciting but
are still necessary to the plot. Ok, I'll stop rambling now and get on with
the story...
Disclaimer: I own...um...I must own something....hmm...well, I sure don't own Lord of the Rings or Wal-Mart...what DO I own?
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"Five days?" Arwen asked.
"At least," said Aragorn, "Who knows how long we'll be in here. By the way," he added, "Did you find the..."
Arwen put a finger to her lips and shook her head. She had just calmed Gandalf and didn't want to get him riled up again.
Fortunately Aragorn got the point and didn't say anything else on the matter. The three walked back silently to the others.
When everyone had recovered from the shock of the news - it took some of them quite awhile (like Legolas) - they began to formulate a plan. In the midst of it though, Pippin, who wasn't paying attention, said, "I'm hungry."
Everyone stopped what they were doing. Food. They WERE in a Wal-Mart...
"But that would be shoplifting!" Aragorn said, voicing the conclusion of everyone's thoughts.
"Oh, come on!" said Boromir, "We have to eat. What are we supposed to do, starve for the next five days?"
"We could leave money for what we eat," Eowyn suggested.
Aragorn mulled the idea over in his mind. "True...but all the money we have is $2.50..."
"$2.50?" Sam cried, "How could Mr. Gandalf buy a CD with that?"
Arwen and Aragorn, looked at each other, then at Gandalf. The last thing they needed was a tantrum from him, which could start at the mention of his precious CD. Gandalf didn't seem to notice though. He might have been asleep, they couldn't really tell.
"Gandalf's CD was only $1.99," Aragorn said. At the looks of disbelief on his friends' faces, he added, "It was on the clearance rack. Do you think anyone would pay $14.99 for THAT?"
"I wouldn't buy that if it was free!" Gimli grumbled.
"I would!" Pippin said.
Merry sighed. "Yes Pippin, we know you would."
"Ok everyone, how about this, we will eat but sparingly," Aragorn said, "When we get out of here, and yes Merry we WILL get out of here, we will leave what money we have, and pay for whatever's left as soon as we can. Got it?"
"What about the fruit?" Pippin asked, "We shouldn't let it go to waste. By the time we leave it will all be rotten."
"To bad. We can't afford to pay for all that fruit. It's too expensive.
"Where will we sleep?" Eowyn asked.
"They have bedding section here don't they?" said Faramir, "We can 'borrow' some blankets."
"How will we bathe?"
Aragorn hadn't thought about that. Bathing wasn't his top priority. "Um...sinks?"
"You can't take a bath in a sink!" Arwen exclaimed.
"We'll let you women figure that one out for yourselves." Aragorn said.
Both Arwen and Eowyn sighed.
"Look everyone," Faramir said, "Use only what is necessary, and the cheapest at that."
"Exactly," Aragorn said exasperated.
"No problem," said Boromir, "for us men at least. Hobbits on the other hand...are you sure they can 'eat sparingly'? That's a lot to ask of a halfling..."
"Oh come on," Frodo objected, "Hobbits can cut back on our diets as much as anyone. Right guys?" He turned to Sam, who was dreaming of potatoes, Merry, who was dreaming about mushrooms, and Pippin, who was dreaming of rocks – I mean a heaping pile of Farmer Maggot's Crops (A/N: come on I wouldn't make Pippin THAT stupid...) – and drooling. Frodo nudged Sam, who stepped on Merry's foot, who crashed into Pippin.
"Huh?"
"Wha- what?"
"FARMER MAGGOT'S CROPS!!!"
Everyone looked at Pippin.
"You were saying..." Boromir prompted.
Frodo glared at him.
"I'm sure the hobbits will abide to the rules a good as the rest of us. Let's not get worked up about something stupid," Aragorn said, coming to Frodo's defense. Aragorn and Boromir didn't get along too well.
"So," said Legolas, "What do we do now?"
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A/N: I know, it's not the best chapter ever, but oh well. Chapter 11 will be better, and more fun for me to write... So please review!
Disclaimer: I own...um...I must own something....hmm...well, I sure don't own Lord of the Rings or Wal-Mart...what DO I own?
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"Five days?" Arwen asked.
"At least," said Aragorn, "Who knows how long we'll be in here. By the way," he added, "Did you find the..."
Arwen put a finger to her lips and shook her head. She had just calmed Gandalf and didn't want to get him riled up again.
Fortunately Aragorn got the point and didn't say anything else on the matter. The three walked back silently to the others.
When everyone had recovered from the shock of the news - it took some of them quite awhile (like Legolas) - they began to formulate a plan. In the midst of it though, Pippin, who wasn't paying attention, said, "I'm hungry."
Everyone stopped what they were doing. Food. They WERE in a Wal-Mart...
"But that would be shoplifting!" Aragorn said, voicing the conclusion of everyone's thoughts.
"Oh, come on!" said Boromir, "We have to eat. What are we supposed to do, starve for the next five days?"
"We could leave money for what we eat," Eowyn suggested.
Aragorn mulled the idea over in his mind. "True...but all the money we have is $2.50..."
"$2.50?" Sam cried, "How could Mr. Gandalf buy a CD with that?"
Arwen and Aragorn, looked at each other, then at Gandalf. The last thing they needed was a tantrum from him, which could start at the mention of his precious CD. Gandalf didn't seem to notice though. He might have been asleep, they couldn't really tell.
"Gandalf's CD was only $1.99," Aragorn said. At the looks of disbelief on his friends' faces, he added, "It was on the clearance rack. Do you think anyone would pay $14.99 for THAT?"
"I wouldn't buy that if it was free!" Gimli grumbled.
"I would!" Pippin said.
Merry sighed. "Yes Pippin, we know you would."
"Ok everyone, how about this, we will eat but sparingly," Aragorn said, "When we get out of here, and yes Merry we WILL get out of here, we will leave what money we have, and pay for whatever's left as soon as we can. Got it?"
"What about the fruit?" Pippin asked, "We shouldn't let it go to waste. By the time we leave it will all be rotten."
"To bad. We can't afford to pay for all that fruit. It's too expensive.
"Where will we sleep?" Eowyn asked.
"They have bedding section here don't they?" said Faramir, "We can 'borrow' some blankets."
"How will we bathe?"
Aragorn hadn't thought about that. Bathing wasn't his top priority. "Um...sinks?"
"You can't take a bath in a sink!" Arwen exclaimed.
"We'll let you women figure that one out for yourselves." Aragorn said.
Both Arwen and Eowyn sighed.
"Look everyone," Faramir said, "Use only what is necessary, and the cheapest at that."
"Exactly," Aragorn said exasperated.
"No problem," said Boromir, "for us men at least. Hobbits on the other hand...are you sure they can 'eat sparingly'? That's a lot to ask of a halfling..."
"Oh come on," Frodo objected, "Hobbits can cut back on our diets as much as anyone. Right guys?" He turned to Sam, who was dreaming of potatoes, Merry, who was dreaming about mushrooms, and Pippin, who was dreaming of rocks – I mean a heaping pile of Farmer Maggot's Crops (A/N: come on I wouldn't make Pippin THAT stupid...) – and drooling. Frodo nudged Sam, who stepped on Merry's foot, who crashed into Pippin.
"Huh?"
"Wha- what?"
"FARMER MAGGOT'S CROPS!!!"
Everyone looked at Pippin.
"You were saying..." Boromir prompted.
Frodo glared at him.
"I'm sure the hobbits will abide to the rules a good as the rest of us. Let's not get worked up about something stupid," Aragorn said, coming to Frodo's defense. Aragorn and Boromir didn't get along too well.
"So," said Legolas, "What do we do now?"
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A/N: I know, it's not the best chapter ever, but oh well. Chapter 11 will be better, and more fun for me to write... So please review!