Different Tune to the Same Song
By: Kitty-chan
Chapter 2: Surviving Middle-earth High
Author Note: Well, well. We meet again O friendly reader. So, you wanna know what its like being a teenager in Middle-earth. You've come to the right place! Thanks for reviewing but now its on to the story
"Never play hacky sack with an elf! Thats my motto.", frowned Gimli has he looked up at his hacky sack that rested on the window ledge of the second story of the High School.
"How was I supposed to know it would go that far! You should have been paying attention.", shoot back Legolas has they stood in the outside courtyard.
"It was my hacky sack! I'll never get old Betsy back!"
"Old Betsy? Don't tell me you named that cheap bag of sand!"
Aragorn was tired of wasting his lunch time which the students refured to has a blessing. "Come on, we could get it back. What room is that window to?", he entervined.
"The computer lab but you know the windows don't open in there anyway. Don't you see? She's gone forever!", answered the dwarf.
"Don't be unreasonable we'll just... er... knock it down!", said Aragorn has he grabed a stone out of the grass.
"Uh... Aragorn, I don't think thats a good idea. What if you miss?", pestered Legolas.
"I willn't!", he replied and hurled the stone towards the hacky sack.
The shatter of glass followed and Aragorn muttered, "I think... we should leave know."
The trio ran for the Art Building and once safe inside, they relaxed again. "I told you it was a dumb idea but has long has they don't know it's us.", the elf shrugged.
"Oh, crap! My name was on the hacky sack!", shouted Gimli.
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"I've been hit.", moaned Pippin from the floor.
"Geez, that looked like it hurt.", said Merry has he looked upon his downed friend.
"Guess what? It did! I was on the computer and BAM! I was hit by a rock like a bat outta hell!", wined Pippin.
"Must be your Tookish bad luck.", said Samwise from a nearby desk. He looked over at Frodo who was asleep with his head laying in a pool of his on drool.
"Wake up Frodo. I have to get revenge upon Gimli!", shouted Pippin.
"Gim who?", mubbled the hobbit.
"The name on the hacky sack.", said Merry with a nod.
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"So your trying to skip sixth period and you need us because...?", Boromir quetioned.
"We need a ride outta this shit hole!", grummbled Gimli.
"But Aragorn has a car.", pointed out Faramir.
"Like we wanna be caught ridding in that ghetto-piece a shit-car.", put in Legolas.
"Hey!", protested Aragorn.
"Sorry but it's true."
"And I suppose your gonna pick up chicks on your bike!"
"Guys! Shut-up!", said Eomer has his rubbed his temples. "Lets just find out who's going to the mall. Only five people can fit."
"I'll drive and these three are going to but I need one more.", said Boromir.
"Who said you get to drive? It's both our car.", protested Faramir.
"Yeah but I'm the oldest and the keys are in my pocket. So, who's the fifth?"
"I am." came a female voice that was not there before. They all turned to see Eomer's sister, Eowyn.
"Hey, thats not fair.", objected Faramir.
"To bad cuz Arwen's already at the mall and waiting for me. I'm coming, if you like it or not.", she said has she walked by Aragorn and gave him the boob brush, a hopeless flirts favorite strategy.
"Dude, is she a tease or what?", whispered Legolas to Aragorn.
Eomer who heard the comment looked rather pissed from the elf's words.
"Uh, I'll just be getting in the car right about now.", said the elf.
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"Faramir! Do you think you could give us a ride to Papa Gaffer's Pizza?", said Frodo with a smile.
"Sorry, little hobbit dudes but Boromir's taking Gimli, Ara..."
"Gimli! The foe! Where are they headed?", interupted Pippin.
"Uh... the mall.", said Faramir in bewilderment.
"Than thats where we must go! Hey... wheres Eomer?", said Merry.
"Uh... he went off somewhere with Elladan and Elrohir. So, how are you getting to the mall?"
"Public Transit! Off! To the bus stop!", beamed Sam.
"Wait up. I'm coming to.", said Faramir has he went off with the four hobbits.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The two humans, an elf, and a dwarf entered Spencer's. Eowyn had left them the first second she reached the mall. Aragorn looked threw the trinkets and heard a voice he had not expected.
"Well, well. If it isn't Strider."
Aragorn looked to the voice that came from behind the counter. "Gandalf, what are you doing here?"
"I work here. More like, what are you doing here?", replied the wizard.
"Er... uh... I.... It was a half day.", lied Aragorn.
"Sure.", said Gandalf for he had seen right threw the fib. Out of the coner of his eye he spoted four hobbits that wondered in. Faramir had made a stop at the arcade which meant that he would be there for hours. (Picture the fellowship all cramed inside Spencer's)
Boromir, Gimli, and Legolas had wandered to the back to play with the black lights and lava lamps. After a while of shopping around, Sam leaned over to Frodo and wispered, "Look at that guy at the counter. He's been watching us this whole time."
Frodo watched the young man has he left the counter and joined the other three in the back. Frodo walled up the counter and asked the cashier, "Who is that guy?"
"Oh, thats just Strider or so I call him.", repeiled Gandalf.
Merry walked toward the back with Pippin in follow. Merry had spotted someone he knew and walked up to Boromir.
"Hello, Boromir! So, whom are your friends", said Merry has he smiled up at him.
"Oh, hey Merry. This is Aragorn, Gimli, Lego..."
He was cut off by Pippin's loud gasp, "Tis you! The bastard who hit me with a rock. I shall give you an ass kicking. Hobbit style!"
"It wasn't me with the bad aim it was Ara...", Gimli was cut short.
"What do you call this, than?", shouted Pippin has he held up the hacky sack.
"Besty! You saved her!", shouted the dwarf has he hugged Pippin to the point of almost blacking out.
Merry who thought Gimli was attacking Pippin, kicked him in the shin. The dwarf tripped and bashed his shoulder into a tall shelf. A lava lap fell from the top self and shattered over Legolas's head. He was out cold and blue glop stained and intangled in his bright blond hair.
"Great, I bet this never happens at Hot Topic.", said Gandalf has he rolled his eyes and left the counter to help.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas woke up and his brain throbbed like Rammstein was having a concert inside his head. He looked around at the people who stood around his bed.
"Wow, I think I just had a near death experience.", muttered the elf.
"Sorry, not even close.", answer Gandalf.
"You mean unfortunatly.", corrected Gimli who was petting his hacky sack like a beloved cat.
"Your the one that hit the shelf."
"Well, Pippin showed up."
Pippin protested, "Don't blame this on me! Aragorn hit me!"
"Well, Legolas got the damn thing stuck in the first place", said Aragorn to defend himself.
"It's because of Gimli's Betsy that where in this mess. Wait, where am I?", asked Legolas with sudden realization.
"Your at my house in Bag-end.", answered Frodo.
"That color really suits you, Lego.", said Boromir has he held back his laughter.
"What?", questioned the dumbfounded elf.
Sam handed him a mirror. The first thing he noticed was that instead of his blond locks they where blue. The poor elf hung his head in shame.
Gandalf sighed, "Well, I have an essay to write and a party to plan. I'll be going now. See ya."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back at the College Dormitory, something evil is taking shape... well at least it's trying too. "Whatcha doin?", said Celeborn has he peered over Sauron's shoulder.
"For the last time, I'm making a ring."
"Why?", said the elf after a moment.
"Because, I enjoy wasting my free time in here with you.", growled the goth.
Celeborn didn't see his sarcsum and picked up the piece of paper that was beside his reluctant roomie. "One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.", read aloud the elf.
The elf thought a moment than said, "Sauron, you never told me you where a poet! So many hidden talents you have!"
"Tell anyone and I shall impale you."
"Impale?"
"Nevermind."
"Hey, the pen that writes the fire writing is pretty neat."
"Okay, that does it! I've gone threw nineteen rings and screwed up on all of them. YOU LEAVE NOW!", said the Dark Lord to be who had now lost his patients.
The elf got all watery eyed and said, "B... but I live here too."
He sighed and handed him three of the rings, "Go give these to your friends."
"Oh, goody!", cheered the elf and hugged Sauron than left. O_o
Sauron the goth decided to keep nine rings and give them to some jocks that needed decieving. Hell, everyone sould give into there dark side, sometimes. He tossed the other seven out the window and into a group of drunken dwarves. Than he went to work on The Ring.
Short but sweet. Next chapter is Gandalf's big party at Isengard. Tell me who you really want to see in a druken state. Chow.
By: Kitty-chan
Chapter 2: Surviving Middle-earth High
Author Note: Well, well. We meet again O friendly reader. So, you wanna know what its like being a teenager in Middle-earth. You've come to the right place! Thanks for reviewing but now its on to the story
"Never play hacky sack with an elf! Thats my motto.", frowned Gimli has he looked up at his hacky sack that rested on the window ledge of the second story of the High School.
"How was I supposed to know it would go that far! You should have been paying attention.", shoot back Legolas has they stood in the outside courtyard.
"It was my hacky sack! I'll never get old Betsy back!"
"Old Betsy? Don't tell me you named that cheap bag of sand!"
Aragorn was tired of wasting his lunch time which the students refured to has a blessing. "Come on, we could get it back. What room is that window to?", he entervined.
"The computer lab but you know the windows don't open in there anyway. Don't you see? She's gone forever!", answered the dwarf.
"Don't be unreasonable we'll just... er... knock it down!", said Aragorn has he grabed a stone out of the grass.
"Uh... Aragorn, I don't think thats a good idea. What if you miss?", pestered Legolas.
"I willn't!", he replied and hurled the stone towards the hacky sack.
The shatter of glass followed and Aragorn muttered, "I think... we should leave know."
The trio ran for the Art Building and once safe inside, they relaxed again. "I told you it was a dumb idea but has long has they don't know it's us.", the elf shrugged.
"Oh, crap! My name was on the hacky sack!", shouted Gimli.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I've been hit.", moaned Pippin from the floor.
"Geez, that looked like it hurt.", said Merry has he looked upon his downed friend.
"Guess what? It did! I was on the computer and BAM! I was hit by a rock like a bat outta hell!", wined Pippin.
"Must be your Tookish bad luck.", said Samwise from a nearby desk. He looked over at Frodo who was asleep with his head laying in a pool of his on drool.
"Wake up Frodo. I have to get revenge upon Gimli!", shouted Pippin.
"Gim who?", mubbled the hobbit.
"The name on the hacky sack.", said Merry with a nod.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"So your trying to skip sixth period and you need us because...?", Boromir quetioned.
"We need a ride outta this shit hole!", grummbled Gimli.
"But Aragorn has a car.", pointed out Faramir.
"Like we wanna be caught ridding in that ghetto-piece a shit-car.", put in Legolas.
"Hey!", protested Aragorn.
"Sorry but it's true."
"And I suppose your gonna pick up chicks on your bike!"
"Guys! Shut-up!", said Eomer has his rubbed his temples. "Lets just find out who's going to the mall. Only five people can fit."
"I'll drive and these three are going to but I need one more.", said Boromir.
"Who said you get to drive? It's both our car.", protested Faramir.
"Yeah but I'm the oldest and the keys are in my pocket. So, who's the fifth?"
"I am." came a female voice that was not there before. They all turned to see Eomer's sister, Eowyn.
"Hey, thats not fair.", objected Faramir.
"To bad cuz Arwen's already at the mall and waiting for me. I'm coming, if you like it or not.", she said has she walked by Aragorn and gave him the boob brush, a hopeless flirts favorite strategy.
"Dude, is she a tease or what?", whispered Legolas to Aragorn.
Eomer who heard the comment looked rather pissed from the elf's words.
"Uh, I'll just be getting in the car right about now.", said the elf.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Faramir! Do you think you could give us a ride to Papa Gaffer's Pizza?", said Frodo with a smile.
"Sorry, little hobbit dudes but Boromir's taking Gimli, Ara..."
"Gimli! The foe! Where are they headed?", interupted Pippin.
"Uh... the mall.", said Faramir in bewilderment.
"Than thats where we must go! Hey... wheres Eomer?", said Merry.
"Uh... he went off somewhere with Elladan and Elrohir. So, how are you getting to the mall?"
"Public Transit! Off! To the bus stop!", beamed Sam.
"Wait up. I'm coming to.", said Faramir has he went off with the four hobbits.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The two humans, an elf, and a dwarf entered Spencer's. Eowyn had left them the first second she reached the mall. Aragorn looked threw the trinkets and heard a voice he had not expected.
"Well, well. If it isn't Strider."
Aragorn looked to the voice that came from behind the counter. "Gandalf, what are you doing here?"
"I work here. More like, what are you doing here?", replied the wizard.
"Er... uh... I.... It was a half day.", lied Aragorn.
"Sure.", said Gandalf for he had seen right threw the fib. Out of the coner of his eye he spoted four hobbits that wondered in. Faramir had made a stop at the arcade which meant that he would be there for hours. (Picture the fellowship all cramed inside Spencer's)
Boromir, Gimli, and Legolas had wandered to the back to play with the black lights and lava lamps. After a while of shopping around, Sam leaned over to Frodo and wispered, "Look at that guy at the counter. He's been watching us this whole time."
Frodo watched the young man has he left the counter and joined the other three in the back. Frodo walled up the counter and asked the cashier, "Who is that guy?"
"Oh, thats just Strider or so I call him.", repeiled Gandalf.
Merry walked toward the back with Pippin in follow. Merry had spotted someone he knew and walked up to Boromir.
"Hello, Boromir! So, whom are your friends", said Merry has he smiled up at him.
"Oh, hey Merry. This is Aragorn, Gimli, Lego..."
He was cut off by Pippin's loud gasp, "Tis you! The bastard who hit me with a rock. I shall give you an ass kicking. Hobbit style!"
"It wasn't me with the bad aim it was Ara...", Gimli was cut short.
"What do you call this, than?", shouted Pippin has he held up the hacky sack.
"Besty! You saved her!", shouted the dwarf has he hugged Pippin to the point of almost blacking out.
Merry who thought Gimli was attacking Pippin, kicked him in the shin. The dwarf tripped and bashed his shoulder into a tall shelf. A lava lap fell from the top self and shattered over Legolas's head. He was out cold and blue glop stained and intangled in his bright blond hair.
"Great, I bet this never happens at Hot Topic.", said Gandalf has he rolled his eyes and left the counter to help.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas woke up and his brain throbbed like Rammstein was having a concert inside his head. He looked around at the people who stood around his bed.
"Wow, I think I just had a near death experience.", muttered the elf.
"Sorry, not even close.", answer Gandalf.
"You mean unfortunatly.", corrected Gimli who was petting his hacky sack like a beloved cat.
"Your the one that hit the shelf."
"Well, Pippin showed up."
Pippin protested, "Don't blame this on me! Aragorn hit me!"
"Well, Legolas got the damn thing stuck in the first place", said Aragorn to defend himself.
"It's because of Gimli's Betsy that where in this mess. Wait, where am I?", asked Legolas with sudden realization.
"Your at my house in Bag-end.", answered Frodo.
"That color really suits you, Lego.", said Boromir has he held back his laughter.
"What?", questioned the dumbfounded elf.
Sam handed him a mirror. The first thing he noticed was that instead of his blond locks they where blue. The poor elf hung his head in shame.
Gandalf sighed, "Well, I have an essay to write and a party to plan. I'll be going now. See ya."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Back at the College Dormitory, something evil is taking shape... well at least it's trying too. "Whatcha doin?", said Celeborn has he peered over Sauron's shoulder.
"For the last time, I'm making a ring."
"Why?", said the elf after a moment.
"Because, I enjoy wasting my free time in here with you.", growled the goth.
Celeborn didn't see his sarcsum and picked up the piece of paper that was beside his reluctant roomie. "One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.", read aloud the elf.
The elf thought a moment than said, "Sauron, you never told me you where a poet! So many hidden talents you have!"
"Tell anyone and I shall impale you."
"Impale?"
"Nevermind."
"Hey, the pen that writes the fire writing is pretty neat."
"Okay, that does it! I've gone threw nineteen rings and screwed up on all of them. YOU LEAVE NOW!", said the Dark Lord to be who had now lost his patients.
The elf got all watery eyed and said, "B... but I live here too."
He sighed and handed him three of the rings, "Go give these to your friends."
"Oh, goody!", cheered the elf and hugged Sauron than left. O_o
Sauron the goth decided to keep nine rings and give them to some jocks that needed decieving. Hell, everyone sould give into there dark side, sometimes. He tossed the other seven out the window and into a group of drunken dwarves. Than he went to work on The Ring.
Short but sweet. Next chapter is Gandalf's big party at Isengard. Tell me who you really want to see in a druken state. Chow.