Disclaimer: I already told ya! Don't make me do it again! I'll be very
depressed that I don't own Legolas. He belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien, along
with everyone you do recognize, may his soul rest in peace.
Chapter Three
Edge of the Shire
Many days later, Mallorn, Boromir, Legolas, Arwen, and Aragorn reached the edge of the Shire. "Well, welcome to the edge of the Shire. Please keep your arms and legs on the horse at all times, and enjoy your stay!" Mallorn sang out. The others laughed. "Dis is da Shire?" Boromir asked from in front of Aragorn. (Curse spell check! It was forged in the cracks of Doom! Destroy it! -Okay, I feel better now. Spell check no like baby talk. On with the story. Had to do that, sorry;) "Yes, this is the Shire," Aragorn said, and then added, "We should probably reach Hobbiton in two days at the most." "You are off just slightly, King of Gondor," a voice sounded form behind them. (I just love introducing people like that!) They all turned in their saddles to see Gandalf the White (Mithrandir, if you're Elvish) trotting towards them upon his great grey horse, Shadowfax. "Gandalf! 'Tis good to see you again!" Aragorn and Legolas said. Gandalf smiled, "And you. But we will reach Bag End by early evening, unless you plan to tarry all day." He then noticed Mallorn and Boromir, "Who are these young ones?" he asked. Mallorn just stared at him in awe, but Boromir promptly replied, "My names Boromir. Wha's yers?" he asked. (Baby talk again. Darn you spell check!) "My name is Gandalf." "I-I'm Mallorn. Wow! This is great! I finally got to meet Mithrandir!" Mallorn said happily. Gandalf chuckled at this. "Is everyone going to visit Frodo?" Legolas asked. "That would appear true. I have not seen Gimli yet, but who knows?" Gandalf said. (Okay, despite the fact that I wish myself Elvish, I will call Mithrandir Gandalf, because that's what he is called in the books.) They rode on, and soon reached Hobbiton. All of them, except Gandalf, had never been to the Shire before. They marveled at the hobbit homes, dug deeply into the ground. They stared at all of it, just as the occupants of Hobbiton stared back. A group of young hobbits playing games stopped when they rode by, and stared. When they passed, all the hobbits whispered to each other, and raced after them, calling forlornly, "Gandalf! Fireworks, please Gandalf!" He smiled, and launched a small firework from his pack. The hobbit children laughed, and said, "Thank you, Gandalf!" Mallorn smiled, watching Boromir, who was leaning around his father to get a better look at the fireworks, his face lit up with delight. Suddenly, Gandalf said, "This is it - Bag End." They were standing in front of a round, green door. They dismounted, and whispered to the horse to stay. Gandalf knocked on the door with his staff, and Mallorn took a deep breath as a voice called from inside, shouting, "No more stories tonight. You've all heard them a thousand times! Please let us eat supper in peace!"
That's it for this chapter. Hope you liked it! Please review, but no flames!
-Khelekril Gaelhini AKA Opal Elf
Chapter Three
Edge of the Shire
Many days later, Mallorn, Boromir, Legolas, Arwen, and Aragorn reached the edge of the Shire. "Well, welcome to the edge of the Shire. Please keep your arms and legs on the horse at all times, and enjoy your stay!" Mallorn sang out. The others laughed. "Dis is da Shire?" Boromir asked from in front of Aragorn. (Curse spell check! It was forged in the cracks of Doom! Destroy it! -Okay, I feel better now. Spell check no like baby talk. On with the story. Had to do that, sorry;) "Yes, this is the Shire," Aragorn said, and then added, "We should probably reach Hobbiton in two days at the most." "You are off just slightly, King of Gondor," a voice sounded form behind them. (I just love introducing people like that!) They all turned in their saddles to see Gandalf the White (Mithrandir, if you're Elvish) trotting towards them upon his great grey horse, Shadowfax. "Gandalf! 'Tis good to see you again!" Aragorn and Legolas said. Gandalf smiled, "And you. But we will reach Bag End by early evening, unless you plan to tarry all day." He then noticed Mallorn and Boromir, "Who are these young ones?" he asked. Mallorn just stared at him in awe, but Boromir promptly replied, "My names Boromir. Wha's yers?" he asked. (Baby talk again. Darn you spell check!) "My name is Gandalf." "I-I'm Mallorn. Wow! This is great! I finally got to meet Mithrandir!" Mallorn said happily. Gandalf chuckled at this. "Is everyone going to visit Frodo?" Legolas asked. "That would appear true. I have not seen Gimli yet, but who knows?" Gandalf said. (Okay, despite the fact that I wish myself Elvish, I will call Mithrandir Gandalf, because that's what he is called in the books.) They rode on, and soon reached Hobbiton. All of them, except Gandalf, had never been to the Shire before. They marveled at the hobbit homes, dug deeply into the ground. They stared at all of it, just as the occupants of Hobbiton stared back. A group of young hobbits playing games stopped when they rode by, and stared. When they passed, all the hobbits whispered to each other, and raced after them, calling forlornly, "Gandalf! Fireworks, please Gandalf!" He smiled, and launched a small firework from his pack. The hobbit children laughed, and said, "Thank you, Gandalf!" Mallorn smiled, watching Boromir, who was leaning around his father to get a better look at the fireworks, his face lit up with delight. Suddenly, Gandalf said, "This is it - Bag End." They were standing in front of a round, green door. They dismounted, and whispered to the horse to stay. Gandalf knocked on the door with his staff, and Mallorn took a deep breath as a voice called from inside, shouting, "No more stories tonight. You've all heard them a thousand times! Please let us eat supper in peace!"
That's it for this chapter. Hope you liked it! Please review, but no flames!
-Khelekril Gaelhini AKA Opal Elf