Trying to Explain
Allison and Eric were walking at the back of the pack with the hobbits. Eric claimed that Allison only did so to boost her ego of being short. Allison said she did it because they were the kindest creatures she had met, and aside from that Boromir scared the beejueses out of her.
"So, were are we exactly?" Eric asked scanning the rather beautiful countryside.
"I don't know. Never bothered to ask. It's sometimes better to just let them take you where they want." Pippin said. Allison whispered in Eric's ear,
"Does it bother you that Pippin has a Scottish accent?" Eric shrugged and whispered back
"Which one is Pippin?"
"The one with the Scottish accent."
"Oh." He was quite from a while observing each of the hobbits. His eyes feel on Frodo, looking heavy hearted and gloomy.
"Is it just me or does that dark hair one looked just like Elijah Wood?" Allison looked at who Eric was pointing to, who was actually Frodo, and shrugged.
"The last Elijah Wood movie I saw was Huck Finn when he was like, 11."
"Huck Finn? I loved the book!" Allison wrinkled her nose, she actually had hated that book, with a fierce passion.
"Huck Finn? What's that?" Merry asked in an accent that Allison swore was British.
"It was a book." Allison responded "From where we came from."
"Oh and what was it about now?" Pippin asked, Allison looked to the hobbit who stood to her left.
"It was about a boy who runs away from home with a slave and is trying to get to a Free state."
"Free state?" Pippin looked confused and Allison remembered that the Civil War never happened here.
"We had a civil war a long time ago in which the Northern part of our country was trying to stop the Southern part from having slaves."
"We've had wars of that kind before." Aragorn said, over hearing the conversation.
"I imagine every place has had wars of that kind before." Eric said and Aragorn nodded in agreement.
"I imagine."
"Tell us more about where you came from." Sam said. Allison looked at him for a second, there was nagging thought in the back of her mind that Sam reminded her of someone, but she couldn't figure out who.
"Hum. Well, we have…uh…how do I describe it?" A look of pension crossed her face. "Well, I guess you could say that our world is a bit more technologically advanced than this one."
"More technological advanced?" Gimli said offended "I fail to see how our world is not." Eric began to chuckle, and Allison rolled her eyes knowing that he would do something to perturb the dwarf.
"This place is like what our world was 400 hundreds years ago. Running around with spears and swords, riding on horses. We have computers and cars and guns and stuff now." Gimli drew his axe.
"But do these weapons not still kill?" He glided the edged under Eric's throat and Allison groaned, watching her friend make a bad situation even worse.
"If I had a gun I could shoot you down in ten seconds." Gimli pressed the axe closer to his throat
"Eric, dear God do you want some salt on that foot of yours so you can stick it father into your mouth?" She cried.
"Please, Gimli let the stranger go. His customs are strange and he is only…"
"Making a total ass out of himself." Allison grumbled. Gimli relaxed his axe and said.
"If you ever offended this great country again, you'll head will be rolling." Eric was about to retort when Allison covered his mouth.
"He'll do it too, trust me." She said to her friend, Eric nodded and they continued on.
"Your world sound very odd indeed." Frodo said curiously.
"It is, compared to here." Allison said, "They are very different."
"And you want to go back home, don't you?" Allison nodded rather sadly.
"Yes. It would be nice."
"Do you think you will ever get home?" She smiled and said
"Oh yes. We will always end up at home, sooner or later." Frodo nodded and seemed to mull over these words.
"Now, let's see when this happened before…" Allison said mostly to herself, but Sam caught it.
"This has happened before?" She quickly turned to Sam.
"Yes."
"Where to? Here?" She shook her head,
"No, in our own world. We ended up in the past though" She didn't bother to tell them that it was also on a TV show, because then she would have to explain television to them. She then looked at Eric suddenly and said, "Do you remember how we got home that time?" He nodded.
"We told Mulder and Scully the end of season 7."
"Warned them about Mulder being abducted." Allison corrected his statement to better fit her train of thought. "Perhaps we are suppose to warn the Fellowship about something."
"Warn us about something? What do you know of our travels?" Legolas asked, Allison was trying not to drool all over herself when she responded to the gorgeous elf.
"Well…this adventure is a book back home." This drew some strange looks among the group.
"Our journey, record in a book?" Boromir said.
"Well three books actually."
"So then you know what becomes of us?" Pippin said excited. It was starting to really bother Allison that his Scottish accent was so darn heavy.
"Well…sort of…"
"Sort of? Have you read the books?" Boromir asked, glaring at the girl. She rather cowered away from him.
"Two thirds." The Fellowship sighed.
"So you do not know the ultimate outcomes of our travels?" Legolas said and Allison shook her head.
"It's a really really long book." She said it as if it was suppose to justify something.
