Author's Note:
All right, I need suggestions! I want to get at least two people out so that I can bring Faramir and Eowyn in soon. I would love to just have everyone there, but it is too many people to do them all justice. So, if you have any ideas thank you so much.
And also, thank you for your reviews and your patience. I will try to become more prompt in updating, I'm just not always inspired to write. I'll get back to Legolas' story next chapter. Anyway, hope you all enjoy!
Chapter #36:
The entire group, including Legolas, turned to stare at Frodo. The hobbit in question was trying to heroic, as if he could do no wrong.
This was fooling none of them.
"Frodo," Eomer asked, "just what is this insane creature talking about?"
"He is just making up vicious lies," Frodo accused, "you can not trust a word that comes out of his mouth!" Frodo was now beginning to sound desperate and he began yelling and stamping his feet. "I destroyed the One Ring! Me! Me! Me!"
"False hobbit lies about the Precious he does," the ghost of Gollum/Smeagol spoke up yelling louder then Frodo. "Wicked! Tr-!"
"Can't you come up with a new insult?" Merry asked rolling his eyes.
"I think that we should all believe Mr. Frodo," Sam said, "after all we all owe him a great debt." But the ghost/creature was stomping his feet in anger.
"Stupid fat hobbit!" he shrieked.
"Ah yes," Thranduil sighed leaning back in his chair, "now things are getting interesting."
"Do not tell me that you are enjoying this!" Gandalf cried skeptically. Thranduil just grinned back at the frustrated wizard. "If Middle Earth ever comes under threat from a Dark Lord again I will not do anything to stop him," he cautioned them all.
"Who needs you?" Elladan asked.
"We have Super-Delusional-Elf to save the day!" Elrohir added.
"So Gollum, or whatever you want to be called," Pippin was saying, "why do you think that we should thank you for the defeat of Sauron? Did you annoy him to death or something?"
"Annoying a person to death would be something you would do Peregrin Took," Gandalf said darkly.
"Now, now Gandalf," Aragorn admonished the wizard in his best Don't-Forget-That-I'm-A-King voice, "just because you are bitter doesn't mean that you should bite Pippin's head off."
"How come you did not stick up for me the last time Gandalf was mean to me?" Pippin asked Aragorn.
"That time you deserved whatever he said to you," Gimli interrupted, "I mean, come on! You gave our position away to an army of things that killed a whole city of dwarves and that wanted to kill us!"
"Do you want to know how the Precious was destroyed?" Gollum asked sounding impatient and annoyed at being ignored.
"Sure," Eomer replied with a shrug as he leaned back in his chair, "why not?" Frodo and Sam exchanged worried looks.
"We led Master and Fat Hobbit into Mordor," the ghost of Gollum/Smeagol said, "just like they had asked. Suddenly Master went insane!"
"Okay," Frodo interrupted, "one: you didn't lead us to Mordor, you led us to the home of a giant, not to mention hungry, spider. Two: you tried to kill us!"
"You called me fat!" Sam added.
"And if anyone one of us were insane," Frodo concluded, "it was you."
"You guys are mean," Elladan said with a grin at Frodo and Sam.
"Hobbits may look cute and innocent," Aragorn warned the group, "but do not let it fool you. They are mean and they are better wrestlers then you would guess." Merry and Pippin grinned, knowing what Aragorn was talking about.
"I guess not all hobbits can claim that they managed to wrestle a King to the ground," Merry commented to Pippin. Aragorn looked annoyed as he turned to face the two hobbits.
"Do you want to go again?" he asked.
At that moment the Ghost of Gollum/Smeagol, thoroughly annoyed by the lack of attention he was getting from the insane crowd began to dance around and sing. His song choice was, The Song That Never Ends, and he seemed to be taking the title to heart.
Within five minutes everyone in the room had been reduced to covering their ears with their hands as they rocked back and forth in agony.
"Are you ready to listen to us now?" The ghost asked. Everyone nodded their agreement. Gollum/Smeagol looked over at Legolas.
"Is it always this hard to keep them focused?"
"Sometimes harder," Legolas told him. The Ghost of Gollum/Smeagol rolled his eyes before continuing his story. This time he did not waste time before jumping straight to the climax.
"Insane Master took the Precious for himself!"
This statement was met by a chorus of gasps from everyone in the library. In fact they could hear an exclamation or two from directly outside the library doors. All heads in the room swiveled to stare at Frodo and Sam.
"Frodo," Gimli asked, "is this accusation true?"
"Of course it is not," Eomer spoke at once. "It's not true…" He looked over at Frodo. "Is it?"
The blue-eyed hero of Middle Earth was trying as hard as possible to look outraged at the ghost's suggestion and innocent of any misdeed as he avoided everyone's gaze. Sam had turned red and was staring intently at his hairy feet.
"Frodo," Gandalf sighed, "tell us the truth."
"Well…"
"I know nothing," Sam burst out, "nothing at all."
"Frodo answer the question."
"All right," Frodo cried dramatically, "all right, I admit it! Are you all happy now? I gave in to the temptation of the Ring! I had to carry the thing for so long and I was so tired! But that doesn't mean that I didn't destroy it, because I did!"
"Yes he did," Sam agreed, ever the faithful friend.
"But you just said that you knew nothing," Elrohir pointed out.
"Master did not throw the Precious into the nasty burning lava that hurt poor Smeagol so much," the Ghost of Smeagol/Gollum spoke up again. This time he was holding their full and complete attention. "We were holding the Precious, preparing to throw it in when Master tried to take the Ring from poor us. In the struggle to keep the Precious out of his mad hands we tripped and DDDIIIEEEDDDDD!"
With this final pronouncement the Ghost of Smeagol/Gollum preceded to act the whole affair out. Gollum was Frodo while Smeagol played, well himself. Finally he ended his performance, writhing and screaming on the ground.
"This Gollum fellow isn't such a bad actor. I feel as if I'm actually there," Merry muttered to Pippin.
"I'm hungry," was all that Pippin said in reply.