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Fellowship Of The Fangirls
by TigerBabe aka Syndarys The Elf.

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Disclaimer: I own nothing, I am but a poor student, who lives off beans on toast. Suing me would be pointless... unless you want to deprive me of my beans on toast.

Authors Notes & Warnings: Shameless self insertion, along with some other people (e.g, my sister, Ivy). Rated PG for possible swearing, and rabid fangirls. Flame if you wish, but flames will just be used to cook my beans on toast. Also, it's based on the movie.


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Chapter 1

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After the forming of our own Fellowship, the girls and I went off to get supplies for our journey into the unknown. Now, you may think us insane for going into Mordor just to follow some guys, but we're not... honest.

We gathered in a back alley in Rivendell to check our supplies, to make sure they were sensible, and to keep out of sight of the stalk-ees. We all put our supplies on the floor.

We had: 10 daggers, 6 swords, 3 bows, a collection of arrows, one change of clothes each, various pictures of the guys, *LOADS* of food, travel sickness tablets, a walkman with various cassettes, a torch, various hair and beauty products, anti-perspirant, and some cigerettes and a lighter.

It was up to me to lighten the load.

"Okay Nalin, you dont really need the cigerettes and lighter do you?" I asked politely.

"Yes I do, I neeeeeeed them, I'm addicted I tell you - ADDICTED!" she cried out, while protectively hugging her ciggies and lighter.

"Uhm, okay, as long as you carry them. Moving on, hair products and makeup girls? We arent gonna have enough *time* to make ourselves up!"

"Easy you for to say, miss 'eternally young and beautiful, without the use of Maybelline'!" shouted Ivy.

"I cant help my beauty! But the point is, we cant carry all this stuff around - but if you want to take it, *YOU* carry it... that goes for all your food aswell."

After some muttering and mumbling from the Hobbits, they reluctently gave up their hair and beauty products - well, all except for their Maybelline foundation, mascara and lipstick.

Looking at the rest of the supplies, I arched an eyebrow "Who's are the travel sickness tablets?" I asked.

"Mine" both Celarwen and Candra answered together, before glaring at eachother for answering at the same time.

With a slightly amused look on me face, I decided to comprimise once again, "If you want them, you carry them - agreed?"

"Agreed" they answered, again in chorus, resulting in giggles from the Hobbits, and amused looks all round.

"Okay, so weapons, clothes, pictures of the guys, food, and anti-perspirant we cant go without, the walkman is mine, so I'm gonna carry it, along with my weapons and food, okay?"

"Okay" everyone chimed

"Okay then, everyone get your stuff, and be ready to leave as soon as possible - I've heard the guys are leaving shortly"

And with that, everyone moved to quickly grab their stuff, and headed off to do whatever they needed to do before leaving.

After 10 minutes, everyone was back, and keeping an eye on where the guys would be meeting before heading off on their quest. After about half an hour, sure enough, the guys began to arrive. First was Gimli, which kept Nalin occupied, and stopped her from threatening to kill the Hobbits, who had been ranting on about being hungry. Personally, I dont see how Gimli can be attractive... but obviously Dwarfs attract Dwarfs, because the drool coming from Nalin's mouth was a sure sign that she liked him quite a bit.

Next to arrive was Gandalf, and again, we lost another from our biccering to drooling over one of the guys. Gandalf is old... but so is Chare, so who's to complain.

Then Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin arrived, chattering away playfully, and causing our Hobbits to contribute substancioully to the drool-pool forming on the balcony.

Then Legolas... hmmm, Legolas... sexy, blonde, cute, Elf... *looses all sense and turns into a puddle of mush* Look at those legs, seriously, he has fantastic legs... and his eyes... hmmm... ahem, anyway, Legolas arrived, and the drool-pool turned into a lake.

Then Aragorn arrived, shortly followed by Boromir, and the drool-pool turned into an ocean. So, as you can tell, we had 9 happy little fan girls.

We quickly gathered our senses as the Fellowship Of The Ring went to leave the city. We grabbed our stuff quickly, and followed after them. Staying far enough behind so that we wouldnt be noticed, and keeping quiet just incase, we made our way through the valley behind them, stopping only when they stopped, hiding only when they turned around to check they werent being followed, and generally doing a damn good job of stalking the guys.

As you can imagine, by following the guys, we get alot of good stuff out of it. E.G. We get a fantastic view of their backsides's when we're close enough.

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TBC if you think it's worth it.