Chapter 10: Gates of MOOOOORIA
Nora was pissed. They've spent another three days climbing off the mountain that was uselessly climbed before, she didn't have a proper bath for over two weeks, Shrisha was flirting with Pippin nonstop, Dasha was depressed and unsociable, Legolas looked like he had just come out of a two hour shower every day, and she was surrounded by ten other people who stank all the way to heaven, Pshh! Judging by the smell, this expression is very wrong: we stink all the way to hell and back.
They were walking in some gloomy place surrounded by grey cliffs, grey pebbles, and equally grey skies. She was bored. And when she got bored hell ensured. Spying out someone to victimize she decided to go for Boromir.
"Hi Boromir," her voice's innocence and cheerfulness being a dead giveaway of her intentions, but Boromir being Boromir failed to notice any sort of danger, No wonder he died from three arrow wounds… Geez this man is stupid… Or maybe he doesn't know teenage Earth girls that well?That annoyingly correct voice had two names in her mind: Consciousness and It-That-Must-Not-Be-Named. Not you again! Yes, me again!It-That-Must-Not-Be-Named declared in a voice that normally came together with a creepy pedophilic smile.
"Hello," the greeting broke Nora away from her thoughts and she refocused at the job at hand: annoy/embarrass Boromir, Preferably within earshot of Dasha, she added in her mind with a devious smirk.
"That's a big shield you carry there."
"Uh, thank you?" the man looked lost and Nora could hardly contain the laughter bubbling in her throat.
"So, you know what they say about guys with big shields, right?" she continued noticing that he seemed as confused as ever.
"No, I do not."
"They're compensating for," she made a meaningful pause noticing Dasha, who was staring at her with a huge smirk on her face and a raised eyebrow. Nora did what any good friend would do: ignored her and continued her assault on Boromir, "smaller things they own. What are you compensating for?"
By that point Boromir was completely lost while Dasha was leaning on a rock laughing in a way that, to Nora, resembled a dying hyena.
"Dasha why are you laughing like a crazy headless jellyfish?" everyone turned around to see Shrisha looking at them with raised eyebrows and her I'm-awesome-and-you're-not expression.
"Headless jellyfish? Really Shrisha?" asked the bewildered blonde.
"Yeah, I was thinking hyena…" Nora's comment was followed by a squeak as Dasha threw a pebble at her.
"The Walls of Moria!" the girls looked at Gimli, then at the grey rock face in front of them, Dasha and Nora took off running like a pair of lunatics all the while giggling. Shrisha raised an eyebrow at the other two's excitement and walked towards Pippin.
"So what's all this merriment from the other two about?" Pippin's Irish-like brogue nearly made the girl kiss the other hobbit, but instead of throwing herself at her 'little man' (as he was named by herself) Shrisha decided to shrug and change the subject.
"Tell me about the Shire, do you have like, shops there and stuff?"
"Uh… we have a market place if that's what you're talking about. We also have the most amazing ale and pipe weed in the world!"
"You smoke weed?" Pippin was slightly confused at the accusation in her voice.
"Yes, pipe weed… Is something wrong?"
"I just never knew you got high."
"Got high? What do you mean?" Apparently that was the wrong thing to ask because the girl got mad, slapped him, and stalked away before he could utter a word.
While the hobbit-lass was getting mad over nothing, the other two females had reached the face of the cliff and decided to wait for the rest of the fellowship.
"So how are we going to deal with, you know? The deaths?" Dasha looked up at the red head and shrugged.
"Dude, honestly I'm still trying to figure it out… I mean Gandalf resurrects as this awesome White man. But others…" the blonde's gaze lingered on the Fellowship as Nora nodded in understanding and slight pity for the blonde girl.
"Dash, you know we can't do anything about him."
"Hmm? Oh, right. Yeah I know, but doesn't stop me from wishing that we could," she looked so crestfallen it scared Nora, but before she could say anything else their little hobbit friend was stomping up to them.
"He gets high! I like, can't believe this! Gosh, that asshole gets high!" Dasha raised an amused eyebrow at her friend.
"Wow, slow down there! What happened?"
"That villager little-man said that he like, smokes weed! Then he acted like nothing was wrong with that!" in her anger Shrisha resembled a very curvy tomato. Finally catching onto what the hobbit was saying, Nora stared bewildered while Dasha was full on laughing.
"Shrisha, there is no marijuana in Middle Earth…"
"But he said!-"
"Did he say pipe weed?" trying to ignore the now choking blonde Nora used her best little-children voice.
"Yes but-" Dasha couldn't take it any longer and shouted out amidst peals of laughter.
"Shrisha! Pipe weed is tobacco!"
"Oh no… I hurt my little panda! Now I feel bad…" the poor girl was pulling at her hair, and the other two noticed that her voice was becoming more and more desperate, "What will I do? What if he doesn't like me anymore? Nora, Dasha, Help! IDK what to do! OH MY GEE!" yes the message talk was said in letter form.
"Dude, chill! Honestly, little-man is not the only one there is! I mean look at Frodo," at that the three turned to look at the smiling hobbit and Shrisha made a disgusted face.
"Eww, he's like toad man! Hideous."
"Dasha you are not helping!" seeing that the blonde was about to continue, Nora elbowed her again receiving a glare. However before a fight could break out, the rest of the Fellowship had caught up, and Gandalf gave the two his famous smile more commonly known as the 'you-do-that-and-I-personally-assassinate-your-pride' smile. They bowed their heads sheepishly and joined in with the rest of the group.
For the next couple of minutes everyone walked in silence along the rock's surface careful of the nearby lake. That is until Gimli suddenly became uncomfortable or maybe impatient and began knocking his axe on the walls.
"Eww, what are you doing?" cried Shrisha making half the Fellowship jump five meters into the air.
"Shrish! Why the hell are you shouting?" Shrisha glared at Dasha and proceeded to answer as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"He is hitting the wall! With his like, hammer thing!"
"Dwarf doors are invisible when closed…" muttered the dwarf.
"Great job Shrisha! You made beardy cry!" Nora threw her hands up in the air and stalked past the hobbits next to Gandalf.
"Yes, Gimli, their own masters cannot find them, if their secrets are long forgotten."
"Why does that not surprise me?"
"Oh wipe that smirk off your face Leggy-kins!" at that, Legolas choked and were it not for Aragorn, Dasha might have been convicted of manslaughter. Nora sent her a death glare which was answered with one of the blonde's best innocent expressions.
They walked on for another hour or so until the sky became dark and misty. The lake, that seemed to stretch on forever, sparkled from an unknown source of light giving them a clearer perspective on where should they not step. They soon came across something akin to a clearing where two gnarled, leafless trees stood hunched over towards each other. Gandalf stopped and looked up at the nearby rock surface muttering to himself.
"Now… let's see. Ithildin! It mirrors starlight, and moonlight," with those words the moon showed through leaving the company to guess whether that was simple chance or some wizardry.
"Perfect timing…" muttered a still upset Shrisha while kicking a stone at the wall.
The wall now had a distinct pattern glowing out from beneath its surface which consisted of two columns that supported an arch. Right beneath the curve of the arch appeared some strange form of alphabet.
"This is wicked!" Nora could only nod in return of Dasha's comment.
Gandalf cleared his throat as if trying to draw their attention back to him, "It reads 'The Doors of Durin- Lord of Moria. Speak, friend, and enter!"
"What do you suppose that means?"
"Ever the curious one are you not Merry?" chuckled Dasha as the hobbit grinned sheepishly.
"It's rather simple actually," Gandalf's statement seemed to lighten the mood for most of the Fellowship members, "If you are a friend, you speak the password, and the doors will open!"
At this two of the taller females looked at each other with the same smirks that didn't go unnoticed by Aragorn. The ranger raised an eyebrow at them, while the two pretended not to notice.
"Annon Edhellen, edro hi ammen!" After a moment of waiting, the doors remained closed and Shrisha huffed impatiently and kicked another rock, this one ending up in Sam's shin. The poor hobbit exclaimed in pain and then nearly fainted when everyone glared at him for making so much noise by hopping around on one foot.
"Fennas Nogothrim, lasto beth lammen!" the wizard threw up his arms and waited impatiently for the doors to open once again. Like before, nothing happened.
"Nothing's happening."
"Thanks Cap! I don't think we could have figured that out without you," Dasha's amused voice served as a slight ice breaker for everyone including the irritated wizard who was muttering to himself. However, Pippin was never good at reading moods and shutting up.
"What are you going to do then?" his cheery voice was not what Gandalf needed right now, and the three girls visibly flinched as the wizard rounded on him.
"Knock you head against these doors, Peregrin Took! And if that does not shatter them, and I am allowed a little peace from foolish questions, I will try to find the opening words!" at this the wizard sat down on a nearby boulder and took out his pipe. Seeing the helplessness of the situation the rest of the Fellowship wondered off to similar spots to indulge in similar things in the quiet of the night.
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