Hi all!  Hel is back from her happy hiatus!  Sure, it's been about a month or two, and Mar has kindly volunteered to be demoted from great and powerful goddess mode into hentai bishonen-crazed fangirl mode.  But hey, no probby.

3-10: Augh!  So hard to get this thing off the ground!  But, using positive reinforcement (i.e. cookies,) we have gotten the first chapter DONE! Booyah!

Disclaimer: I own myself, Aquakat owns herself, Mar del Sol owns herself, all other people who volunteered to go to Middle-Earth own themselves, etc, etc.  You know the drill.

Hellrabbit (AND AQUAKAT, DAMMIT!) Productions Presents:

The Adventures of Crazy People in Middle-Earth!

(To Be Given A Better Title Later!)

Hellrabbit, the evil demonic SI writer, was typing away at her computer one morning in May—ok, it was July.  And it wasn't morning, exactly, it was past seven.  But Hel is evil and demonic—in a fuzzy, bunny-ish way.  (Hel: AQUA!)  Eheheh, and I'll shut up now.

Beside the great and mighty Hel (yup, that's me folks!) (K, let's stop with the comments for a while.) was the small and insignificant Aquakat (HEY!) (stop with the comments, hmmm?) (shut up.) who really wasn't that small and insignificant.  Oh, well.

They were writing a fic.

"They were… writing… a fic…" Hel muttered to herself as she takked away at the keys.

"Hey, Hel?" Aqua asked from her extremely uncomfortable looking sprawl on Hel's bed.  "Wouldn't it be great if the Laptop could take us into Middle-Earth?"

Hel paused in mid-tak.  "Good idee…"

Then, suddenly, for dramatic measure and suspense (or because Hel's mom has a horrible sense of timing), dinner was ready.  Yes, dinner.  Yes, I eat that late.  Yes, (SHUT UP!) I will shut up.

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A door opened.

This is a normal thing.

Except it opened in Hel's room.  It is not always possible to open the door, due to the fact Hel's room is tiny and she occasionally will roll her bed in front of the door so she can open her closet.

But that is still fairly normal.

The door opened in the middle of the room.  This being Hel's room, that, too, was fairly ordinary.

Until somebody fell out of it.

The exact same thing happened three feet to the right and several inches off the ground.

"Hey!" two voices said at the same time.  "This isn't my closet!"

The first stood up and dusted herself off.  "Owwww…"

The second remained where he had landed.  "Uhm… what happened?"

"Dunno."  She stood up and looked around.  "Wow, this place is messy."

"Tell me about it," he said.  "I wonder where we are.  Hey, look, there's a laptop sitting over there!  Let's go look!"

"Erm… I'm not sure…" she managed before he opened up the laptop and started reading.

"Hey, look at that.  These people are writing a self-insert LotR fic.  Tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty… let's go with them."

"Uhm… okay… I guess…" was all she said before he began to type.

"Then… the great Carbon-Based Biped aka Daniel programmed the Laptop so that when Hellrabbit and Aquakat left for Middle-Earth he and… what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm just a Girl Called Bob."

"Okeydokey!  He and a Girl Called Bob would go with them!  Now, we should probably leave, so yeah."

They each went to a door and walked through.  Then the doors opened again, they quickly switched doors, and then all was silent.