They met Cheryl by her truck. They all seemed a bit nervous about riding in
the strange cart.
"It's perfectly safe" she reassured them. "We've had them for nearly a hundred years."
"I am sure it is safer than a boat" Sam replied still nervous.
It was decided that Gandalf should sit in the front with Cheryl. Boromir, Aragorn, and Legolas would sit in the backseat, while the Hobbits and Gimli would sit in the back storage area.
"It's a fine day when a much esteemed Dwarf is shoved into a storage compartment like some sack of grain" Gimli grumbled.
"You can sit on my lap" Boromir offered.
"No thank you!" Gimli replied shrinking away.
"Everyone buckle your seat belts" Cheryl called
"What?" the said in unison
"Oh never mind. Just hold on!" she said and as she revved the engine and sped out of the parking lot.
Gollum had followed the Fellowship into the bar and sat watching them from under a nearby table. When he heard of the plans to depart, he slipped out the back door and ran to the parking lot. He watched the girl. He noticed which vehicle she went to. He kept himself well hidden until the group piled into the purple Durango
There was much fussing over who was to sit where. Finally it was decided and she started the motor. Gollum was deathly afraid of the noise and strange smell the vehicle emitted.
"But we can not let our preciouss be lost again." he hissed as he crouched down and ran under the truck. He grabbed hold of the undercarriage and pulled himself up flat, as to not be dragged. The truck started moving with an extra passenger that none of them were aware of.
The ride to her house proved more challenging than expected. Aragorn turned out to be a backseat driver. Never mind that he had never been in a car before. He insisted on telling Cheryl how fast to go, which lane to get into, and what the other drovers were doing.
"Aragorn I see them!" she exclaimed exasperated.
"Well I'm sorry" he said "I didn't know you had eyes in the back of your head."
"That's what these mirrors are for." she explained
"Oh I see." he said pouting.
"Ha Ha! The Ranger got called down!" Pippin laughed.
"Quiet fool! Or I'll dangle you out this window!"
Legolas, in the meantime, was fascinated by every knob, button, and switch on the dashboard. He kept leaning across and pushing them at random. Cheryl kept having to turn off the windshield wipers, as those seemed to be his favorite.
The Hobbits questioned her about every business they passed. They wanted to stop at every one she said was a restaurant.
"We'll d that another time" she said slapping Legolas' hand away from the gearshift. "Don't touch that or we will crash!"
"Oh no!" he cried and sat back seemingly quailed for the moment.
Finally they arrived at her home and all piled out of the vehicle. She lived in a small house outside of the city. It was on top of a tall hill, amongst a circle of trees. They all nodded approvingly. She ushered them into the house. None of them noticed the exhausted creature that fell from under the truck.
"It's perfectly safe" she reassured them. "We've had them for nearly a hundred years."
"I am sure it is safer than a boat" Sam replied still nervous.
It was decided that Gandalf should sit in the front with Cheryl. Boromir, Aragorn, and Legolas would sit in the backseat, while the Hobbits and Gimli would sit in the back storage area.
"It's a fine day when a much esteemed Dwarf is shoved into a storage compartment like some sack of grain" Gimli grumbled.
"You can sit on my lap" Boromir offered.
"No thank you!" Gimli replied shrinking away.
"Everyone buckle your seat belts" Cheryl called
"What?" the said in unison
"Oh never mind. Just hold on!" she said and as she revved the engine and sped out of the parking lot.
Gollum had followed the Fellowship into the bar and sat watching them from under a nearby table. When he heard of the plans to depart, he slipped out the back door and ran to the parking lot. He watched the girl. He noticed which vehicle she went to. He kept himself well hidden until the group piled into the purple Durango
There was much fussing over who was to sit where. Finally it was decided and she started the motor. Gollum was deathly afraid of the noise and strange smell the vehicle emitted.
"But we can not let our preciouss be lost again." he hissed as he crouched down and ran under the truck. He grabbed hold of the undercarriage and pulled himself up flat, as to not be dragged. The truck started moving with an extra passenger that none of them were aware of.
The ride to her house proved more challenging than expected. Aragorn turned out to be a backseat driver. Never mind that he had never been in a car before. He insisted on telling Cheryl how fast to go, which lane to get into, and what the other drovers were doing.
"Aragorn I see them!" she exclaimed exasperated.
"Well I'm sorry" he said "I didn't know you had eyes in the back of your head."
"That's what these mirrors are for." she explained
"Oh I see." he said pouting.
"Ha Ha! The Ranger got called down!" Pippin laughed.
"Quiet fool! Or I'll dangle you out this window!"
Legolas, in the meantime, was fascinated by every knob, button, and switch on the dashboard. He kept leaning across and pushing them at random. Cheryl kept having to turn off the windshield wipers, as those seemed to be his favorite.
The Hobbits questioned her about every business they passed. They wanted to stop at every one she said was a restaurant.
"We'll d that another time" she said slapping Legolas' hand away from the gearshift. "Don't touch that or we will crash!"
"Oh no!" he cried and sat back seemingly quailed for the moment.
Finally they arrived at her home and all piled out of the vehicle. She lived in a small house outside of the city. It was on top of a tall hill, amongst a circle of trees. They all nodded approvingly. She ushered them into the house. None of them noticed the exhausted creature that fell from under the truck.
