Saruman's Revenge
By: SpottedTree! Yeah thats...us!
Disclaimer: We don't own anything but Salum, Camellia, Laer, and any other characters we decide to throw in that wasn't in Lord of the Rings. BY THE WAY! Everybody has an British accent, this is AFTER THE RING, Bilbo is gay and I need to go pee…so c-ya! AND ENJOY THE FIC!
On the road
Sarumans Revenge
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Camellia tugged on Laer's cloak. "Why must we go again? I kinda forgot..." Laer sighed and, not raising her voice, she replied, "I told you: I have a feeling they're not going to be able to take what Salum dishes out at them. He's seen them with us, you know. He's already after you because of me. Now he'll be after them. They've never faced him before, so I want to make sure they can take care of themselves before we leave them on their own." Camellia nodded, and looked back at Frodo. Laer smiled, and said, "Cam, if you're going to keep looking at him, why don't you introduce yourself properly at the campfire tonight?" Camellia blushed, and looked down. Laer just laughed. "Do you think he'll talk to me?" Camellia whispered to Laer. "Does my hair look okay? Do you think him and me will have a chance? Oh yes...I have a plan...I can almost taste it!" Laer grinned, trying not to laugh, but she failed. "Oh Cam! Don't worry about it! I'm not really sure what he'll say, since I don't know him, but hey, you never know unless you try!" Camellia looked down, "I guess you're right..." Camellia looked at the strangers. One was an Elf, and one appeared to be a wizard, judging by his big pointy hat and his staff. And the other Camellia thought to be a hobbit, just like her. 'Cool another hobbit' Camellia thought. Camellia was bored and she sighed. To pass the time she picked up rocks that looked interesting to her. Whenever she found a rock she liked she'd pick it up and held it till she found one that was better than the one she already had. Laer was busy looking at the strangers, but her eyes mostly rested on the fair Elf. She found him quite intriguing, being half-Elf herself. Legolas had noticed her glances. He was quite confused, though. Why? Why was she looking at him like that? Though, he had to admit: she was quite lovely. She wasn't beautiful, when you considered the looks of the Lady Galadriel and the Lady Arwen. However, she had an inner beauty that showed through her rough-looking exterior every once in a while. He looked back at her to find her staring at Camellia, chuckling quietly, a soft smile on her lips. He looked at Camellia, to find the young hobbit picking up rocks, and then tossing them for prettier ones. He smiled as well, and calmed Arod down, who was wanting to go at a faster pace. "Oh wow!" Camellia said picking up a greenish-gray-looking stone. Camellia took the one she already had in her hand and tossed it over her shoulder. Suddenly someone cried out, "OW!"
The company turned their heads to see what was the commotion, only to fined Frodo lying on the ground and with a big bump on his forehead. "Can someone please help me?" Frodo yelled, and Camellia dropped everything and came running towards him. "Oh my! Did I hit you?" Camellia cried. Frodo didn't have to answer; the rock was lying close by him. "Oh my...I'm so sorry!" Camellia spotted the big bump and put her hand over it. "You fool! Why were you throwing rocks in the first place?!" Gandalf said feeling rather annoyed. "Camellia!" Laer said laughing, but feeling a little embarrassed. "You should be more careful!" "Oh sorry! Here..." Camellia said taking her cold-water canteen and placing it on Frodo's bump. Frodo looked at Camellia and noticed her bright green eyes. "Your eyes..." Frodo said still staring at her eyes, "they're beautiful." Camellia looked at Frodo and blushed a bright red. "Oh thank you," Camellia said. Laer smiled at Frodo and Camellia. "Aw how cute!" Laer notice a smile on Gandalf and Legolas' face. Frodo placed his hand on his bump. "I think the swelling gone down a bit...thank you...what is your name by the way?" Frodo said taking Camellia's hand that she was offering him. Camellia pulled Frodo up and replied to his question. "My name is Camellia Loamsdown, of Hobbiton." Camellia did a polite curtsy and asked, "And may I ask, what your name is?" Frodo grinned and bowed. "My name is Frodo Baggins, also of Hobbiton." Camellia laughed. "How pleasant it is to have another hobbit from Hobbiton!" Before Frodo could reply Gandalf interrupted the hobbits' mini conversation. "Come now Frodo. It's almost dark, and we need to get as close to the village as possible, so we don't have as far to ride." Gandalf placed Frodo back on his horse and everybody, save Camellia continued walking. Laer looked over her shoulder. "Camellia! Let's go!" Camellia picked up the rock that hit Frodo and started talking to it. "Curse you stone! Why did you have to hurt poor Frodo!" said Camellia, almost hissing. Then she threw the stone down the hill that the company was walking on. "Camellia!" Laer said, not understanding what was the delay. "Were gonna be left behind!" Camellia turned her head. "I'm coming..." Camellia turned her head back to the stone and watched it fall. 'All alone and without a friend...' Camellia thought. "Poor old stone! I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TOO!" Camellia yelled. She jumped down the hill after the stone. Camellia ran down the hill but she was going way to fast and tripped and came falling down the hill. Laer saw Camellia jump down the hill and ran to where she saw Camellia last. Laer looked down the hill searching for Camellia. "CAMELLIA!" she yelled when she spotted her. She ran down the hill, NOT tripping and she ran over to where Camellia now lay. Camellia, now clutching the stone her hand, sat up. "Ow, I think my ankle got twisted or something of that sort," she said brushing the dirt off her dress and then showing Laer her ankle. "Is it bad?" Laer, examining her ankle, let out a sigh. "Not really. Just keep off of it a day and you'll be fine! Thank goodness it's not broken or twisted badly! What did you think you were doing?!" Camellia showed Laer the stone she had in her hand. "Mr. Stone...he fell and he has no friends..." Laer stared at the stone. "Mr....Stone? I think the fall has messed with your brain..." she said, laughing. "By the way, don't ever do that again!" She picked up Camellia and began heading back up the hill when Legolas came running to the edge. "Are you okay?" Legolas said with worry written all over his face. Laer looked up at him, his hair was blowing in the wind. She smiled. "Yes I am, but poor Camellia has a twisted ankle. It is minor, and it will heal in a day. Maybe even less..." Laer grabbed Legolas' hand that he offered her and he pulled her up to the road. Gandalf walked over to Legolas. "Is she alright?" he asked looking, at Legolas, then Camellia. Camellia looked back at Gandalf. "Hullo!" Camellia said with a smile, trying to look innocent. Legolas nodded his head. "Yes but she has a twisted ankle, but not to worry: it is minor." Gandalf patted Camellia on the head and said. "Be more careful next time, but until then, you get to ride with Legolas on Arod. You mustn't walk on your ankle!" Legolas turned to Laer. "Will you allow Camellia to ride with me?" Laer thought a bit. "Well...yes but I want to walk along your side and keep an eye on her." Legolas climbed on his horse and Laer handed Camellia to Legolas. "There we go," said Legolas, placing Camellia infront of him. Laer stood beside Camellia, looked at her, and said, "are you alright Camellia?" Camellia yawned. "Yeah I'm okay. My ankle hurts a bit though."
The company walked for quite some time when Gandalf stopped his horse. "I think it is time to set up camp. The sun is setting and I am very weary," he said, climbing off his horse and helping Frodo get off as well. "Laer I found a name for my stone." Camellia said looking at her stone. Laer looked at her and then her stone. "What?" Laer asked helping Camellia down from Arod. "I named him...MR. STONE!"
~~~~TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!~~~~~~~ Tree: Hey WAZZZUP! Did you like that? Well if you don't you should have! Anywho please write Spotts and I a review!
By: SpottedTree! Yeah thats...us!
Disclaimer: We don't own anything but Salum, Camellia, Laer, and any other characters we decide to throw in that wasn't in Lord of the Rings. BY THE WAY! Everybody has an British accent, this is AFTER THE RING, Bilbo is gay and I need to go pee…so c-ya! AND ENJOY THE FIC!
On the road
Sarumans Revenge
~~~~~~~
Camellia tugged on Laer's cloak. "Why must we go again? I kinda forgot..." Laer sighed and, not raising her voice, she replied, "I told you: I have a feeling they're not going to be able to take what Salum dishes out at them. He's seen them with us, you know. He's already after you because of me. Now he'll be after them. They've never faced him before, so I want to make sure they can take care of themselves before we leave them on their own." Camellia nodded, and looked back at Frodo. Laer smiled, and said, "Cam, if you're going to keep looking at him, why don't you introduce yourself properly at the campfire tonight?" Camellia blushed, and looked down. Laer just laughed. "Do you think he'll talk to me?" Camellia whispered to Laer. "Does my hair look okay? Do you think him and me will have a chance? Oh yes...I have a plan...I can almost taste it!" Laer grinned, trying not to laugh, but she failed. "Oh Cam! Don't worry about it! I'm not really sure what he'll say, since I don't know him, but hey, you never know unless you try!" Camellia looked down, "I guess you're right..." Camellia looked at the strangers. One was an Elf, and one appeared to be a wizard, judging by his big pointy hat and his staff. And the other Camellia thought to be a hobbit, just like her. 'Cool another hobbit' Camellia thought. Camellia was bored and she sighed. To pass the time she picked up rocks that looked interesting to her. Whenever she found a rock she liked she'd pick it up and held it till she found one that was better than the one she already had. Laer was busy looking at the strangers, but her eyes mostly rested on the fair Elf. She found him quite intriguing, being half-Elf herself. Legolas had noticed her glances. He was quite confused, though. Why? Why was she looking at him like that? Though, he had to admit: she was quite lovely. She wasn't beautiful, when you considered the looks of the Lady Galadriel and the Lady Arwen. However, she had an inner beauty that showed through her rough-looking exterior every once in a while. He looked back at her to find her staring at Camellia, chuckling quietly, a soft smile on her lips. He looked at Camellia, to find the young hobbit picking up rocks, and then tossing them for prettier ones. He smiled as well, and calmed Arod down, who was wanting to go at a faster pace. "Oh wow!" Camellia said picking up a greenish-gray-looking stone. Camellia took the one she already had in her hand and tossed it over her shoulder. Suddenly someone cried out, "OW!"
The company turned their heads to see what was the commotion, only to fined Frodo lying on the ground and with a big bump on his forehead. "Can someone please help me?" Frodo yelled, and Camellia dropped everything and came running towards him. "Oh my! Did I hit you?" Camellia cried. Frodo didn't have to answer; the rock was lying close by him. "Oh my...I'm so sorry!" Camellia spotted the big bump and put her hand over it. "You fool! Why were you throwing rocks in the first place?!" Gandalf said feeling rather annoyed. "Camellia!" Laer said laughing, but feeling a little embarrassed. "You should be more careful!" "Oh sorry! Here..." Camellia said taking her cold-water canteen and placing it on Frodo's bump. Frodo looked at Camellia and noticed her bright green eyes. "Your eyes..." Frodo said still staring at her eyes, "they're beautiful." Camellia looked at Frodo and blushed a bright red. "Oh thank you," Camellia said. Laer smiled at Frodo and Camellia. "Aw how cute!" Laer notice a smile on Gandalf and Legolas' face. Frodo placed his hand on his bump. "I think the swelling gone down a bit...thank you...what is your name by the way?" Frodo said taking Camellia's hand that she was offering him. Camellia pulled Frodo up and replied to his question. "My name is Camellia Loamsdown, of Hobbiton." Camellia did a polite curtsy and asked, "And may I ask, what your name is?" Frodo grinned and bowed. "My name is Frodo Baggins, also of Hobbiton." Camellia laughed. "How pleasant it is to have another hobbit from Hobbiton!" Before Frodo could reply Gandalf interrupted the hobbits' mini conversation. "Come now Frodo. It's almost dark, and we need to get as close to the village as possible, so we don't have as far to ride." Gandalf placed Frodo back on his horse and everybody, save Camellia continued walking. Laer looked over her shoulder. "Camellia! Let's go!" Camellia picked up the rock that hit Frodo and started talking to it. "Curse you stone! Why did you have to hurt poor Frodo!" said Camellia, almost hissing. Then she threw the stone down the hill that the company was walking on. "Camellia!" Laer said, not understanding what was the delay. "Were gonna be left behind!" Camellia turned her head. "I'm coming..." Camellia turned her head back to the stone and watched it fall. 'All alone and without a friend...' Camellia thought. "Poor old stone! I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TOO!" Camellia yelled. She jumped down the hill after the stone. Camellia ran down the hill but she was going way to fast and tripped and came falling down the hill. Laer saw Camellia jump down the hill and ran to where she saw Camellia last. Laer looked down the hill searching for Camellia. "CAMELLIA!" she yelled when she spotted her. She ran down the hill, NOT tripping and she ran over to where Camellia now lay. Camellia, now clutching the stone her hand, sat up. "Ow, I think my ankle got twisted or something of that sort," she said brushing the dirt off her dress and then showing Laer her ankle. "Is it bad?" Laer, examining her ankle, let out a sigh. "Not really. Just keep off of it a day and you'll be fine! Thank goodness it's not broken or twisted badly! What did you think you were doing?!" Camellia showed Laer the stone she had in her hand. "Mr. Stone...he fell and he has no friends..." Laer stared at the stone. "Mr....Stone? I think the fall has messed with your brain..." she said, laughing. "By the way, don't ever do that again!" She picked up Camellia and began heading back up the hill when Legolas came running to the edge. "Are you okay?" Legolas said with worry written all over his face. Laer looked up at him, his hair was blowing in the wind. She smiled. "Yes I am, but poor Camellia has a twisted ankle. It is minor, and it will heal in a day. Maybe even less..." Laer grabbed Legolas' hand that he offered her and he pulled her up to the road. Gandalf walked over to Legolas. "Is she alright?" he asked looking, at Legolas, then Camellia. Camellia looked back at Gandalf. "Hullo!" Camellia said with a smile, trying to look innocent. Legolas nodded his head. "Yes but she has a twisted ankle, but not to worry: it is minor." Gandalf patted Camellia on the head and said. "Be more careful next time, but until then, you get to ride with Legolas on Arod. You mustn't walk on your ankle!" Legolas turned to Laer. "Will you allow Camellia to ride with me?" Laer thought a bit. "Well...yes but I want to walk along your side and keep an eye on her." Legolas climbed on his horse and Laer handed Camellia to Legolas. "There we go," said Legolas, placing Camellia infront of him. Laer stood beside Camellia, looked at her, and said, "are you alright Camellia?" Camellia yawned. "Yeah I'm okay. My ankle hurts a bit though."
The company walked for quite some time when Gandalf stopped his horse. "I think it is time to set up camp. The sun is setting and I am very weary," he said, climbing off his horse and helping Frodo get off as well. "Laer I found a name for my stone." Camellia said looking at her stone. Laer looked at her and then her stone. "What?" Laer asked helping Camellia down from Arod. "I named him...MR. STONE!"
~~~~TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!~~~~~~~ Tree: Hey WAZZZUP! Did you like that? Well if you don't you should have! Anywho please write Spotts and I a review!