A/N: Yes, I know I promised a pool party, but I figured that once again,
the plot was getting thrown off-course. This thing seems to be so much more
like a serial story/sitcom rather than a novel. Anyway, this is a bit more
serious than the other chapters, but it's still funny in some parts. Thanks
to star queen for helping me with my spelling. I don't own anything except
my original characters. Have fun and review before I turn my rabid orc
loose.
Clouds and Rain
"Go away!" Éowyn yelled from underneath her blanket early one morning in September. It had been a week since classes resumed, and the weather was colder than usual, prompting many a student to want was to stay in bed was. 'Éowyn, it's breakfast time and we're going to be late if you don't get up" Lothíriel called from outside the room. "Wait, I'll be out in a few minutes," Éowyn said reluctantly as she attempted to drag herself out of her cozy bed. After about five minutes, she finally willed herself to get to the breakfast table, despite the fact that she was only half-awake. As expected, Arwen and Lothíriel were already halfway through breakfast, and quite a good number of students were not present at the breakfast table. "Why are you people in such a major hurry?" Éowyn asked Arwen as she sat at the table and reached for the cereal box. "Well, if you looked at the weather report, you wouldn't want to be on the road for long" Arwen replied. "So, it's going to be hail, temperature around twenty degrees and a lot of water" Aragorn said as he came into the dining room and sat beside Arwen. "Who's awake?" Lothíriel asked from behind her mouthful of toast. "Nobody else in my neck of the woods" Aragorn replied. "I told Faramir that he should get to sleep earlier instead of spending so much time trying to watch for shooting stars" Éowyn remarked nonchalantly as she stirred her cup of coffee.
"Blast it! Hurry up in there!' Éomer shouted as he pounded on the bathroom door fifteen minutes later. "Sorry, but I think this door is cursed. It won't budge" Faramir shot back from inside the washroom. "I have no idea why is it always you who's getting locked in there, but I know one thing is for sure. My sister is going to laugh like anything when she hears of this" Éomer said as he leaned on the door. Suddenly, he toppled backwards as Faramir pulled the door open. "You don't tell her. I will" Faramir said as he left Éomer sitting on the floor flat on his rear. "Brrr, the floor is freezing" Éomer muttered as he got up.
"How many new faces are here in the University?" Niliwen asked as she, Irilia, Legolas and Gimli walked along the hallway to Laboratory class later in the morning. "You forgot about arms, legs, and feet," Gimli said. "Stupid, she is using metonymy, which is a figure of spee-" Irilia began before Niliwen whacked her with a folder. "Cut it out you two. There's a rumor that Haldir of Lorien is the new Science teacher," Legolas said. "Is that a cool thing or what?" Niliwen asked. "Let's just say it would make Legolas' hair curl" Gimli piped up. Irilia had to stop herself from giggling at a sudden mental image as they entered the laboratory. "And what makes you so delayed in getting here, my students?" a voice boomed from the front of the room. To Legolas' horror, Haldir stood by the blackboard, wearing a monocle and with a pointer in his hand. "Great, this is going to be a lo-ong year" Gimli muttered as they scurried to a laboratory table.
"Don't touch the beaker," Éowyn warned as she set a beaker full of liquid on a tripod. "If you're telling me that, then get your hand away from the burner" Éomer said as he set the timer. Suddenly, a swift hand came out of nowhere and swiped the container off the stand, causing an eerie, foul- smelling, green cloud to spread all over the laboratory. The whole laboratory was thrown into confusion as Professor Haldir yelled at the top of his lungs for the class to calm down, and as students began stampeding for the doors and windows. As for the people who were nearest to the counter, they had begun coughing and choking on the fumes. Before things got totally out of hand, just as suddenly as it came, the cloud disappeared, and all eyes looked to the broken beaker on the counter, with a bubbling puddle of liquid around it. As the cloud cleared, Éowyn saw a familiar, but chilling face at the adjacent table. "Well, look who's here. Remember me, Éowyn?" the student said sinisterly. Éowyn leaned back against the table in repulsion. She couldn't believe who was at the next table. "Oh dear, I forgot the introductions. Will all new students introduce themselves?" Haldir called from the front. The student walked to the front and introduced himself as Grima. At the sound of the name, Éowyn turned pale and Éomer clenched his fist. Their new classmate was none other than their uncle's old advisor, Wormtongue.
As the rain poured outside, the heating systems of the school building they were in conked out, prompting everyone to seek some way of warming his or herself up before some sort of hail formed in the hallway. "It's never been this cold at this time in this part of Middle-Earth" Frodo said as he put on a black jacket. "Well, you know how hot it was last summer, so I guess this is the other half of the crisis" Rose said while she buttoned up her coat. "I can't believe we're wearing these in the building, but we have to keep warm" Diamond said as she put on a ski hat. "Who's got a nice stash of chocolate?" Pippin asked. "Enough of that. I wonder if there's a flood outside" Estella said. "You'll know when the only thing that works is your flashlight" Merry laughed. Suddenly, the hall went dark. "Very nice Merry. Now who has a light?" Sam said indignantly.
"I'm still cold" Éowyn complained as she shivered underneath her jacket as she plopped down on the floor in the dorm room. Now everyone was back safe and sound in the dormitory after braving the pouring rains. Classes were called off that day, quite usual for October, but quirky for September. "Are you sure you aren't sick?" Éomer asked. "I'm fine, but that encounter with Worm freaked me out" Éowyn replied. "Did you know that Delilah was fuming because the rain washed away her makeup?" Gimli said as he sipped a mug of hot chocolate. "Maybe you should get a drink, Éowyn" Arwen suggested. "Wait, I thought we were out of chocolate" Aragorn remarked. "That's because Niliwen here drank it all" Faramir said. "Oops, sorry" Niliwen said. "Why don't we party?" Legolas asked. "Nah, let's just imagine we're sunning on the beach in Dol Amroth, with that sun shining on our faces, the cool, not cold waves in front of us, and with the warm sand under our backs, just like it was last August when we went there" Elladan said. "I preferred actually surfing on those waves," Irilia said. "Yes, and with all the wind in your face and lots of fruits to eat after a swim" Elrohir reminisced. "I'm feeling better already. That's why I brought all of you down there before classes began" Lothíriel said.
After hanging out some more with her friends, Éowyn went to the dormitory's mini-library to pick up a few good books to read. After she picked out her books, she felt a pair of eyes looking at her lustily. She turned around in fear, and true enough, she saw Wormtongue staring at her. "What are you doing here?" Éowyn asked. "Just nothing. You know, things are so much different now in Rohan" Wormtongue began. "I know that, and what concern is it to you?" Éowyn shot back. "Your impertinence amuses me" Wormtongue sneered. "Is anybody there?" a voice called from the hallway. "It's just I. Did you follow me here too?" Éowyn shouted back. Then, Faramir stepped into the library and surveyed the scene before him in surprise. "Well, so what brings you two here?" he asked. "Who are you?" Wormtongue asked. Éowyn promptly introduced the two properly and Faramir was slightly unnerved, for he was very much aware of what Wormtongue had done before to Éowyn and Éomer Hearing them speak of Wormtongue was one thing, meeting him in person was a different matter. He wasn't afraid of what danger may come to himself as a result of his affection to Éowyn, but rather he was afraid of what may happen to his friends if Wormtongue had any cause to retaliate against them. Then, the touch of Éowyn's hand against his snapped Faramir out of his reverie and he looked at her and smiled. Then he looked around the room and realized that Wormtongue had already quit the library.
Wormtongue was going really insane. The sight of it: the way Éowyn had smiled at Faramir, and the way that they held hands, was burning into his mind. As he ran blindly to his room, he recalled how he could never have gotten near Éowyn. How she'd looked upon Aragorn when they first met in Edoras. Wormtongue would never forget that day, for that was the day when he'd left Edoras for good. And most of all, what he'd just seen a few moments before. Only one thing entered his mind: he would have his way by hook or by crook. "You'll see soon what I can do. Somehow, you will be mine, and mine alone" Wormtongue thought darkly as he looked back downstairs.
A/N: Short, huh? Well, couldn't think of much; all the good stuff will go in the next chappie. So send a review quick, and I promise, there will be another chapter by Friday next week. Never saw a fic with Faramir vs. Wormtongue, so this idea looks really new.
Clouds and Rain
"Go away!" Éowyn yelled from underneath her blanket early one morning in September. It had been a week since classes resumed, and the weather was colder than usual, prompting many a student to want was to stay in bed was. 'Éowyn, it's breakfast time and we're going to be late if you don't get up" Lothíriel called from outside the room. "Wait, I'll be out in a few minutes," Éowyn said reluctantly as she attempted to drag herself out of her cozy bed. After about five minutes, she finally willed herself to get to the breakfast table, despite the fact that she was only half-awake. As expected, Arwen and Lothíriel were already halfway through breakfast, and quite a good number of students were not present at the breakfast table. "Why are you people in such a major hurry?" Éowyn asked Arwen as she sat at the table and reached for the cereal box. "Well, if you looked at the weather report, you wouldn't want to be on the road for long" Arwen replied. "So, it's going to be hail, temperature around twenty degrees and a lot of water" Aragorn said as he came into the dining room and sat beside Arwen. "Who's awake?" Lothíriel asked from behind her mouthful of toast. "Nobody else in my neck of the woods" Aragorn replied. "I told Faramir that he should get to sleep earlier instead of spending so much time trying to watch for shooting stars" Éowyn remarked nonchalantly as she stirred her cup of coffee.
"Blast it! Hurry up in there!' Éomer shouted as he pounded on the bathroom door fifteen minutes later. "Sorry, but I think this door is cursed. It won't budge" Faramir shot back from inside the washroom. "I have no idea why is it always you who's getting locked in there, but I know one thing is for sure. My sister is going to laugh like anything when she hears of this" Éomer said as he leaned on the door. Suddenly, he toppled backwards as Faramir pulled the door open. "You don't tell her. I will" Faramir said as he left Éomer sitting on the floor flat on his rear. "Brrr, the floor is freezing" Éomer muttered as he got up.
"How many new faces are here in the University?" Niliwen asked as she, Irilia, Legolas and Gimli walked along the hallway to Laboratory class later in the morning. "You forgot about arms, legs, and feet," Gimli said. "Stupid, she is using metonymy, which is a figure of spee-" Irilia began before Niliwen whacked her with a folder. "Cut it out you two. There's a rumor that Haldir of Lorien is the new Science teacher," Legolas said. "Is that a cool thing or what?" Niliwen asked. "Let's just say it would make Legolas' hair curl" Gimli piped up. Irilia had to stop herself from giggling at a sudden mental image as they entered the laboratory. "And what makes you so delayed in getting here, my students?" a voice boomed from the front of the room. To Legolas' horror, Haldir stood by the blackboard, wearing a monocle and with a pointer in his hand. "Great, this is going to be a lo-ong year" Gimli muttered as they scurried to a laboratory table.
"Don't touch the beaker," Éowyn warned as she set a beaker full of liquid on a tripod. "If you're telling me that, then get your hand away from the burner" Éomer said as he set the timer. Suddenly, a swift hand came out of nowhere and swiped the container off the stand, causing an eerie, foul- smelling, green cloud to spread all over the laboratory. The whole laboratory was thrown into confusion as Professor Haldir yelled at the top of his lungs for the class to calm down, and as students began stampeding for the doors and windows. As for the people who were nearest to the counter, they had begun coughing and choking on the fumes. Before things got totally out of hand, just as suddenly as it came, the cloud disappeared, and all eyes looked to the broken beaker on the counter, with a bubbling puddle of liquid around it. As the cloud cleared, Éowyn saw a familiar, but chilling face at the adjacent table. "Well, look who's here. Remember me, Éowyn?" the student said sinisterly. Éowyn leaned back against the table in repulsion. She couldn't believe who was at the next table. "Oh dear, I forgot the introductions. Will all new students introduce themselves?" Haldir called from the front. The student walked to the front and introduced himself as Grima. At the sound of the name, Éowyn turned pale and Éomer clenched his fist. Their new classmate was none other than their uncle's old advisor, Wormtongue.
As the rain poured outside, the heating systems of the school building they were in conked out, prompting everyone to seek some way of warming his or herself up before some sort of hail formed in the hallway. "It's never been this cold at this time in this part of Middle-Earth" Frodo said as he put on a black jacket. "Well, you know how hot it was last summer, so I guess this is the other half of the crisis" Rose said while she buttoned up her coat. "I can't believe we're wearing these in the building, but we have to keep warm" Diamond said as she put on a ski hat. "Who's got a nice stash of chocolate?" Pippin asked. "Enough of that. I wonder if there's a flood outside" Estella said. "You'll know when the only thing that works is your flashlight" Merry laughed. Suddenly, the hall went dark. "Very nice Merry. Now who has a light?" Sam said indignantly.
"I'm still cold" Éowyn complained as she shivered underneath her jacket as she plopped down on the floor in the dorm room. Now everyone was back safe and sound in the dormitory after braving the pouring rains. Classes were called off that day, quite usual for October, but quirky for September. "Are you sure you aren't sick?" Éomer asked. "I'm fine, but that encounter with Worm freaked me out" Éowyn replied. "Did you know that Delilah was fuming because the rain washed away her makeup?" Gimli said as he sipped a mug of hot chocolate. "Maybe you should get a drink, Éowyn" Arwen suggested. "Wait, I thought we were out of chocolate" Aragorn remarked. "That's because Niliwen here drank it all" Faramir said. "Oops, sorry" Niliwen said. "Why don't we party?" Legolas asked. "Nah, let's just imagine we're sunning on the beach in Dol Amroth, with that sun shining on our faces, the cool, not cold waves in front of us, and with the warm sand under our backs, just like it was last August when we went there" Elladan said. "I preferred actually surfing on those waves," Irilia said. "Yes, and with all the wind in your face and lots of fruits to eat after a swim" Elrohir reminisced. "I'm feeling better already. That's why I brought all of you down there before classes began" Lothíriel said.
After hanging out some more with her friends, Éowyn went to the dormitory's mini-library to pick up a few good books to read. After she picked out her books, she felt a pair of eyes looking at her lustily. She turned around in fear, and true enough, she saw Wormtongue staring at her. "What are you doing here?" Éowyn asked. "Just nothing. You know, things are so much different now in Rohan" Wormtongue began. "I know that, and what concern is it to you?" Éowyn shot back. "Your impertinence amuses me" Wormtongue sneered. "Is anybody there?" a voice called from the hallway. "It's just I. Did you follow me here too?" Éowyn shouted back. Then, Faramir stepped into the library and surveyed the scene before him in surprise. "Well, so what brings you two here?" he asked. "Who are you?" Wormtongue asked. Éowyn promptly introduced the two properly and Faramir was slightly unnerved, for he was very much aware of what Wormtongue had done before to Éowyn and Éomer Hearing them speak of Wormtongue was one thing, meeting him in person was a different matter. He wasn't afraid of what danger may come to himself as a result of his affection to Éowyn, but rather he was afraid of what may happen to his friends if Wormtongue had any cause to retaliate against them. Then, the touch of Éowyn's hand against his snapped Faramir out of his reverie and he looked at her and smiled. Then he looked around the room and realized that Wormtongue had already quit the library.
Wormtongue was going really insane. The sight of it: the way Éowyn had smiled at Faramir, and the way that they held hands, was burning into his mind. As he ran blindly to his room, he recalled how he could never have gotten near Éowyn. How she'd looked upon Aragorn when they first met in Edoras. Wormtongue would never forget that day, for that was the day when he'd left Edoras for good. And most of all, what he'd just seen a few moments before. Only one thing entered his mind: he would have his way by hook or by crook. "You'll see soon what I can do. Somehow, you will be mine, and mine alone" Wormtongue thought darkly as he looked back downstairs.
A/N: Short, huh? Well, couldn't think of much; all the good stuff will go in the next chappie. So send a review quick, and I promise, there will be another chapter by Friday next week. Never saw a fic with Faramir vs. Wormtongue, so this idea looks really new.
