Chapter Twenty One- Leaving on a Jet Plane (I dunno….I had Chapter Title
Writer's Block)
1 Author's Note- Nikki, if you give away ONE MORE EXCITING PART, I will PERSONALLY hunt you down. And kill you. Violently. With a spork. GRR!!! Also, before I kill you, I will also have Legolas spit in your face, totally reject you, and I will take him AND Frodo. You will be left with no one… wait, you'll be left with Aaron Morris. Even worse. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (If you're not Nikki, sorry you had to read that.)
2 Also, the rumors that no one has heard are true! (A/N: Are the rumors true, Author? (If anyone can figure out where that comes from, I got a giant cutout of Frodo and Leggy!)) I am in the process of planning and thinking over TWO sequels! One is a Mary-Sue, (like this isn't one already?) and the other is an actual sequel, involving Leah, Frodo Baggins, Nikki (Nikki… GREENLEAF!?!?), Legolas, Sam Gamgee, Sam Baggins, and Frodo Gamgee (Sam's kid.).
One more thing- if I didn't already tell you this, Nikki is only about six inches shorter than Legolas. Even though Leah is a hobbit, she still has humanlike qualities, so Nikki is very tall, like Leah.
Sheesh, I have a lot of Author's notes! I just wanted to say that the theme song (Am I creative or what!?) for the scene with Nikki and Legolas is "All Through the Night" by Cyndi Lauper. Frodo and Leah's theme song is "Time after time," by the same artist.
I just keep adding things, don't I?! Umm, I'll warn you. There are many things in this chapter- Humor, Romance, and Angst. All three necessary elements for the perfect fan fiction.
You may now read the text.
As Frodo and I sat in our hiding places, we watched the scene unfolding in front of us.
Nikki and Legolas both walked in from different places, Nikki from the right and Legolas from the left, they saw each other and promptly blushed. Legolas smiled and walked over to where Nikki was. Frodo shifted himself so he could see.
"First thing that pops into your head," I whispered, making silent prayers that she would not turn fuchsia, say anything stupid, or do anything stupid.
"Lovely night tonight, isn't it?" She said, making small talk. Legolas saw through it at once.
"Why did you ask me to come here?" he asked. Frodo and I exchanged looks. I smacked myself on the forehead.
"Why did I ask you here? You were the one doing the asking!"
The elf bore a look of confusion. "But I thought…" he took out a folded and wrinkled letter and showed it to the girl, and she examined it closely.
"This isn't my handwriting," she said. "Look at this." And she pulled out a letter with an almost identical message. Frodo rolled his eyes. When Legolas read it, his eyes widened. "This is Frodo's handwriting!" he said.
"Wait… Let me see yours again…" When she looked at it, examining it more carefully, her eyes widened. "This is my mother's handwriting!" She exclaimed.
Legolas finally seemed to realize the full extent of their setup just as Frodo finally figured out the extent of our error.
"Crap," he said quietly, but it was unfortunately loud enough for Legolas' sharp elven hearing. "Did you hear something?" he asked Nikki with as evil a grin as he could manage. "Why, it sounded almost like Frodo." He motioned to her, and they crept out of sight. Frodo and I looked around nervously, sitting there for god knows how long. Nikki finally broke the silence. Her voice seemed to come from behind us.
"You guys know that was not such a good idea." She said, hands on her hips.
"Uhhh…" I said, turning around. "Hi?"
The elf and my daughter both looked down at me. I drew myself up to my full height, and looked each in the eye for a couple of seconds.
"Well, neither of you would make the first move, and we wanted it to work out for you."
"Oh, yeah, GREAT excuse."
"Don't you try using sarcasm on me, young lady. I'm not very good at sarcasm."
"Was that sarcastic?"
"You know it."
Legolas and Frodo both suddenly laughed. "What?" both Nikki and I asked.
"Well, it's just that you two are not very good at arguing." Frodo replied.
Nikki and I exchanged glances before exclaiming.
"Frodo!" I said, just as Nikki exclaimed "Dad!"
"Well?" he asked. "I was just stating the obvious!" I snorted.
"And while we may not be all that great at arguing, you're sure not good at insults." Frodo was unphased. "Neither are you." He replied.
I shook my head. "Well, time to get to bed." I said.
"What?" Nikki asked.
"We have to leave tomorrow. As soon as possible." Frodo said, coming to my aid.
"We'll go to sleep soon. I just need to talk to Nikki for a moment," said Legolas, in an almost shy voice. Frodo and I exchanged glances.
"YES!" I said, before steering Frodo away in the direction of our room.
"Take all the time you want!" He said, turning back for one last look. Nikki gave thumbs up at me behind Legolas' back, which he fortunately didn't see. He had put an arm around her waist and she seemed very attentive to what he was saying. (A/N: SAPPY!)
(This scene is from third person, just for the purpose of fan fiction.)
"What do you want to talk about?" Nikki asked.
"I just wanted to say that, although neither of us want to admit it, I think we both 'have a thing for each other', as Leah would say. I know that's true on my own side, although I didn't want to admit it. We've had a great friendship, and I really don't want it to end, no matter what."
"What a mouthful." Nikki said, smiling. "And I might as well say that I like you as more than a friend also, as long as it's out in the open."
"Well, I'm glad that's cleared up."
"Me too."
Nikki looked up, and they stared into each other's eyes for a few moments, before Legolas leaned in and kissed her.
**End Third Person**
I looked nervously in the direction of the North Balcony, awaiting some sign of what was happening. Frodo seemed to sense my thoughts.
"How do you think they're making out?"
I looked at him.
"It wasn't meant like it sounded!" He said in his own defense.
"Yeah. Sure…" I teased.
He leaned back against the headboard, and I got up from my seat at the desk and sat next to him. He put him arm around me as I leaned back and I smiled and put my head on his shoulder.
"I haven't heard any screams, so I assume it's going good."
He laughed softly and I looked over to see a thin smile on his lips, but he looked sad. I searched my mind for a split second before realizing what was wrong.
"You're worried about Sam, aren't you?" I asked, being cautious so as not to upset him. He nodded and looked over at me.
"Yeah, I am. It's almost worse knowing that he's been alive and has been tortured for forty years than thinking he's dead."
I nodded. "I know what you mean."
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, just as Nikki walked in, big grin on her face.
"So I assume everything went well?" I asked.
She sat down in the chair and nodded.
"Do tell!" Frodo said.
"Oh, you don't wanna hear all the details."
"Yes we do!"
I cracked up.
"What!?" She asked.
"Jeez, this reminds me of the movie 'Grease'!" Nikki looked confused. I shook my head. "Nevermind. I won't ask." She said.
"So?" asked Frodo.
"Well… We talked for a while, and then…" she drifted off.
"And then what?" I asked.
"And then… he kissed me."
I let out a whoop just as Frodo exclaimed, "Yes!"
Nikki blushed.
"And…?" I said.
"And what?"
"And what else happened?"
"Well… We sat and held hands and talked for a while, and then he said we'd probably better get going, because we were leaving pretty early tomorrow."
I smiled. "I believe congratulations are in order?" I asked, and she blushed further.
"Yes, they are. Congratulations!" Frodo said, in a voice not unlike that of Alex Trebek.
"I'd probably better get going." She said. "I'm pretty tired and we have lots to do tomorrow."
I nodded. "Get to bed!" I said, mimicking my mother. She laughed a bit. "Okay, okay!" she said, hurrying away. I spoke to Frodo after she left.
"Don't worry," I said, continuing our last conversation. "We'll get there in time."
I looked over at him, and noticed that tears were now rolling down his cheeks. I frowned, worried. I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"That's not the only thing bothering you, and we both know it. What else are you worried about?"
"What am I not worried about? I've made so many mistakes in my life, and they're all coming back to haunt me."
"Like?"
"Like leaving Sam behind, like trying to…"
"Trying to what?"
He choked on a dry sob. "Trying to take the ring from you."
I choked, hearing that and seeing his face like that. "You weren't yourself." I whispered.
"But I still feel horrible for it." He said, looking at me with eyes full of sorrow. I bit my lip and leaned in, hugging him tightly.
"You once told me something. One word that saved my life, and set it back on track. Maybe I can return the favor." I said.
"Please," I whispered.
I AM AN EVIL CLIFFIE QUEEN! BOW DOWN TO ME, MORTALS!
1 Author's Note- Nikki, if you give away ONE MORE EXCITING PART, I will PERSONALLY hunt you down. And kill you. Violently. With a spork. GRR!!! Also, before I kill you, I will also have Legolas spit in your face, totally reject you, and I will take him AND Frodo. You will be left with no one… wait, you'll be left with Aaron Morris. Even worse. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (If you're not Nikki, sorry you had to read that.)
2 Also, the rumors that no one has heard are true! (A/N: Are the rumors true, Author? (If anyone can figure out where that comes from, I got a giant cutout of Frodo and Leggy!)) I am in the process of planning and thinking over TWO sequels! One is a Mary-Sue, (like this isn't one already?) and the other is an actual sequel, involving Leah, Frodo Baggins, Nikki (Nikki… GREENLEAF!?!?), Legolas, Sam Gamgee, Sam Baggins, and Frodo Gamgee (Sam's kid.).
One more thing- if I didn't already tell you this, Nikki is only about six inches shorter than Legolas. Even though Leah is a hobbit, she still has humanlike qualities, so Nikki is very tall, like Leah.
Sheesh, I have a lot of Author's notes! I just wanted to say that the theme song (Am I creative or what!?) for the scene with Nikki and Legolas is "All Through the Night" by Cyndi Lauper. Frodo and Leah's theme song is "Time after time," by the same artist.
I just keep adding things, don't I?! Umm, I'll warn you. There are many things in this chapter- Humor, Romance, and Angst. All three necessary elements for the perfect fan fiction.
You may now read the text.
As Frodo and I sat in our hiding places, we watched the scene unfolding in front of us.
Nikki and Legolas both walked in from different places, Nikki from the right and Legolas from the left, they saw each other and promptly blushed. Legolas smiled and walked over to where Nikki was. Frodo shifted himself so he could see.
"First thing that pops into your head," I whispered, making silent prayers that she would not turn fuchsia, say anything stupid, or do anything stupid.
"Lovely night tonight, isn't it?" She said, making small talk. Legolas saw through it at once.
"Why did you ask me to come here?" he asked. Frodo and I exchanged looks. I smacked myself on the forehead.
"Why did I ask you here? You were the one doing the asking!"
The elf bore a look of confusion. "But I thought…" he took out a folded and wrinkled letter and showed it to the girl, and she examined it closely.
"This isn't my handwriting," she said. "Look at this." And she pulled out a letter with an almost identical message. Frodo rolled his eyes. When Legolas read it, his eyes widened. "This is Frodo's handwriting!" he said.
"Wait… Let me see yours again…" When she looked at it, examining it more carefully, her eyes widened. "This is my mother's handwriting!" She exclaimed.
Legolas finally seemed to realize the full extent of their setup just as Frodo finally figured out the extent of our error.
"Crap," he said quietly, but it was unfortunately loud enough for Legolas' sharp elven hearing. "Did you hear something?" he asked Nikki with as evil a grin as he could manage. "Why, it sounded almost like Frodo." He motioned to her, and they crept out of sight. Frodo and I looked around nervously, sitting there for god knows how long. Nikki finally broke the silence. Her voice seemed to come from behind us.
"You guys know that was not such a good idea." She said, hands on her hips.
"Uhhh…" I said, turning around. "Hi?"
The elf and my daughter both looked down at me. I drew myself up to my full height, and looked each in the eye for a couple of seconds.
"Well, neither of you would make the first move, and we wanted it to work out for you."
"Oh, yeah, GREAT excuse."
"Don't you try using sarcasm on me, young lady. I'm not very good at sarcasm."
"Was that sarcastic?"
"You know it."
Legolas and Frodo both suddenly laughed. "What?" both Nikki and I asked.
"Well, it's just that you two are not very good at arguing." Frodo replied.
Nikki and I exchanged glances before exclaiming.
"Frodo!" I said, just as Nikki exclaimed "Dad!"
"Well?" he asked. "I was just stating the obvious!" I snorted.
"And while we may not be all that great at arguing, you're sure not good at insults." Frodo was unphased. "Neither are you." He replied.
I shook my head. "Well, time to get to bed." I said.
"What?" Nikki asked.
"We have to leave tomorrow. As soon as possible." Frodo said, coming to my aid.
"We'll go to sleep soon. I just need to talk to Nikki for a moment," said Legolas, in an almost shy voice. Frodo and I exchanged glances.
"YES!" I said, before steering Frodo away in the direction of our room.
"Take all the time you want!" He said, turning back for one last look. Nikki gave thumbs up at me behind Legolas' back, which he fortunately didn't see. He had put an arm around her waist and she seemed very attentive to what he was saying. (A/N: SAPPY!)
(This scene is from third person, just for the purpose of fan fiction.)
"What do you want to talk about?" Nikki asked.
"I just wanted to say that, although neither of us want to admit it, I think we both 'have a thing for each other', as Leah would say. I know that's true on my own side, although I didn't want to admit it. We've had a great friendship, and I really don't want it to end, no matter what."
"What a mouthful." Nikki said, smiling. "And I might as well say that I like you as more than a friend also, as long as it's out in the open."
"Well, I'm glad that's cleared up."
"Me too."
Nikki looked up, and they stared into each other's eyes for a few moments, before Legolas leaned in and kissed her.
**End Third Person**
I looked nervously in the direction of the North Balcony, awaiting some sign of what was happening. Frodo seemed to sense my thoughts.
"How do you think they're making out?"
I looked at him.
"It wasn't meant like it sounded!" He said in his own defense.
"Yeah. Sure…" I teased.
He leaned back against the headboard, and I got up from my seat at the desk and sat next to him. He put him arm around me as I leaned back and I smiled and put my head on his shoulder.
"I haven't heard any screams, so I assume it's going good."
He laughed softly and I looked over to see a thin smile on his lips, but he looked sad. I searched my mind for a split second before realizing what was wrong.
"You're worried about Sam, aren't you?" I asked, being cautious so as not to upset him. He nodded and looked over at me.
"Yeah, I am. It's almost worse knowing that he's been alive and has been tortured for forty years than thinking he's dead."
I nodded. "I know what you mean."
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, just as Nikki walked in, big grin on her face.
"So I assume everything went well?" I asked.
She sat down in the chair and nodded.
"Do tell!" Frodo said.
"Oh, you don't wanna hear all the details."
"Yes we do!"
I cracked up.
"What!?" She asked.
"Jeez, this reminds me of the movie 'Grease'!" Nikki looked confused. I shook my head. "Nevermind. I won't ask." She said.
"So?" asked Frodo.
"Well… We talked for a while, and then…" she drifted off.
"And then what?" I asked.
"And then… he kissed me."
I let out a whoop just as Frodo exclaimed, "Yes!"
Nikki blushed.
"And…?" I said.
"And what?"
"And what else happened?"
"Well… We sat and held hands and talked for a while, and then he said we'd probably better get going, because we were leaving pretty early tomorrow."
I smiled. "I believe congratulations are in order?" I asked, and she blushed further.
"Yes, they are. Congratulations!" Frodo said, in a voice not unlike that of Alex Trebek.
"I'd probably better get going." She said. "I'm pretty tired and we have lots to do tomorrow."
I nodded. "Get to bed!" I said, mimicking my mother. She laughed a bit. "Okay, okay!" she said, hurrying away. I spoke to Frodo after she left.
"Don't worry," I said, continuing our last conversation. "We'll get there in time."
I looked over at him, and noticed that tears were now rolling down his cheeks. I frowned, worried. I leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"That's not the only thing bothering you, and we both know it. What else are you worried about?"
"What am I not worried about? I've made so many mistakes in my life, and they're all coming back to haunt me."
"Like?"
"Like leaving Sam behind, like trying to…"
"Trying to what?"
He choked on a dry sob. "Trying to take the ring from you."
I choked, hearing that and seeing his face like that. "You weren't yourself." I whispered.
"But I still feel horrible for it." He said, looking at me with eyes full of sorrow. I bit my lip and leaned in, hugging him tightly.
"You once told me something. One word that saved my life, and set it back on track. Maybe I can return the favor." I said.
"Please," I whispered.
I AM AN EVIL CLIFFIE QUEEN! BOW DOWN TO ME, MORTALS!