The Day Middle-earth Stood Still

By: Neko-chan

A/N: Bwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! People are reviewing! They are falling into my trap!! *evil laughter ensues*

Sean: Bryanna.....what have you been sniffin'?

Neko-chan: *blink* Sniffing? What do you mean? *pause* Besides, I could ask the same of YOU! *pauses again*......*pokes Lisa* And we do NOT act this way in school!

Sean: Yes we do.

Neko-chan: Do not.

Sean: Do too.

Neko-chan: *plugs ears* I'm not listening to yoooooooo~oooooou! Anyway, on with the ficcie! I'm sure many of my readers (Readers? What readers?) will enjoy this particular one. ;D

Sean: I'm getting a bad feeling about this....



Disclaimer: Eh. Look in chapter one. ;P



Chapter Four

Bryanna yawned and opened her eyes, squinting as the morning sunlight hit her in the face full blast. She growled, mumbled something about 'super novas,' then burrowed deeper into Legolas' sleeping roll. That seemed to be absent of a certain blonde Elf...

Peeking an eye out from under a stuffed pillow, she spotted him in a nearby tree, fast asleep and safe with the knowledge that she wouldn't be able to climb said tree. Pouting, she cuddle Chomper, her stuffed purple baby T-rex from the movie "The Land Before Time," closer to her body and burrowed even deeper into the sleeping roll.

This didn't last long.

Soon, boredom set in for the young red-head and she climbed out from her many layers of blankets, wandering around the campsite aimlessly and getting hungrier and hungrier. After circling the campsite for three hundred and twenty six times, she finally wandered up to Aragorn. "I'm hungry," she whined. "I want foooooooood..... I'm hungrrrrrrrry! I haven't had anything to eat for a whole entire night! I want fooooooooood! I'm hungryyyyyyyyyy!!"

"What do you want to eat?" the Prince of Gondor growled as he tried to burrow under his own set of blankets, wanting to get away from the girl. She was worse than a Hobbit! None of the four had given HIM such trouble when he had led them to Rivendell! Why was she any different?

In answer to his question, Bryanna replied, "Food."

Aragorn paused and propped his head up. "I know that already!" he yelled. "But what do you want to eat?"

"Food."

"What.....do.......you........want.........to.......eat?"

"Fooooooooooooood."

"What.......................................................do.......................................you.......................want.........................................................to................................................eat?"

"Foooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood...................................................................................................................."

This went on for about twenty minutes before Aragorn finally became fed up (not to mention he ran out of breath) with the red-headed teenager. Giving an angry growl, and muttering about 'simpleton girls from another world,' he grabbed his sword, grabbed Legolas' bow, and went to kill...something. For some reason, Bryanna thought that he would be imagining that each thing he killed would be wearing her face. At this, the red-head decided to avoid the Ranger for a while. People often called her stupid or weird or freaky and now simpleminded, but she wasn't as dumb as they thought! (She was worse...)

Bored once again, Bryanna made her way to Sean's side, staring down at the deeply asleep boy. Slowly, an idea began to form in her mind. A very evil, yet amusing, plan... Grinning to herself, she continued to scoot forward until she was 0.000000000000001463756 millimeters away from Sean's face. And then the poking began.

"Seaaaaaaaaaaaan," Bryanna whispered as she poked his face. "Seeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaannnnnnn..........Seaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnn," she said once again. Poke, poke, poke, poke....over and over again, as if poking Sean was her only goal in life. And what wonderful poking she did!

Finally, when no spot on his face was left unpoked, Hobbit-boy was roused from his sleep. Only to find Bryanna 0.000000000000001463756 millimeters away from his face. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed as he rapidly backpedaled away from the (slightly) odd girl. Once he was sure that his heart WAS beating and the it would NOT jump out of his chest, Sean tried to take a deep breath, but he was hyperventilating too much to take the large breath that he needed. Then... "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" he yelled when he finally had the breath to do so. His earlier scream had awakened the others and they watched the two with barely concealed amusement bordering on terror.

"Awwwww!!! I didn't mean anything by it, Seannykins-chan!!" Bryanna cooed, abruptly launching herself at him and giving her friend her best fangirl glomp. "And look, to make it up to you, I'll even give you a pressie!"

That said, Bryanna let go of Sean, making him fall backwards, completely weighed down by the armor that Gimli had given him the day before. The girl crawled over to her backpack and started digging through it. Soon, miscellaneous items were flying through the air. Sean had to duck to avoid being hit by the Frying Pan of Doom, the Spork of Terror, a set of socks, a couple of books, a pair of shorts, a pad of paper, a Siamese cat (o.O;;), and a grenade..... A grenade?!

Luckily, the rain of flying objects soon stopped. "Ah HA!" Bryanna laughed in triumph. "I found you, you sneaky little things!! Thought you could hide from the almighty Cat-girl, didn't you? Didn't you????"

Gandalf blinked and looked at her with a puzzled expression flitting across his face. "Does she always talk to her possessions?" he asked Hobbit-boy, stroking his beard thoughtfully.

Sean shrugged. "Only when she's mad at them," he replied.

Bryanna interrupted their discussion by bounding towards them, skipping cheerfully. "I found them!" she caroled, then brought her arms to her front. And all Sean could do was stare. A box of Krispy Kreme donuts and a couple of bags of Pixy Stix lay within her arms...within his reach.

As Hobbit-boy stared at Bryanna's food with an expression close to reverence on his face, the four Hobbits edged closer. "Is that food?" Pippin asked, eyeing the box of Krispy Kremes with a puzzled expression on his face.

The girl nodded. "Yup! This stuff is....AMBROSIA!!" she told the Hobbits. Grinning, she opened the box, giving a couple of donuts to Sean (who nearly took off her hand!! Bad, bad Sean!!!) and the Hobbits.

Frodo, Sam, Pippin, and Merry nibbled at the donuts at first. Then, as the yummy gooyness of the ambrosia of the gods (otherwise known as Krispy Kreme donuts...) melted on their tongues, their eyes widened and they attacked the box, nearly taking Bryanna down with them. Soon, a feeding frenzy started, the four Hobbits and Hobbit-boy fighting over the remaining donuts. Bryanna sat ten feet away, watching the food fight, and eating about 45 Pixy Stix per minute.

Little did Gimli, Gandalf, Legolas, Boromir, and Aragorn (who was now back from his hunting--he didn't catch anything because Sean's screams had scared away all of the game) know that Pixy Stix were pure sugar. And that the red-headed teenager got even WORSE when she was high off of sugar. But they'd find that out soon enough...



TBC...



A/N: Yesh......short chapter, I know. But...in the NEXT chappie: Sean, Bryanna, and the Hobbits are on a sugar high!! What does this mean for our five _normal_ Ring Group members?! Dear God...even _I_ feel sorry for them!