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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 *NOW* based on the book, due to the fact the Two Towers movie hasnt been released yet... but you already knew that.

Extra Notes: I'm really starting to lag with these updates... ah well... Dont worry though, because I'm not gonna abandon this fic - I saw the trailor for the next movie, the Two Towers, and inspiration has struck again... sort of. It's quite a short chapter, but I hope to update with another chapter by the end of the week!

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Chapter 22

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The fact that Candra and Éomer were related certianly proved useful in the end - the said man, who turned out to be very nice, gave us the use of some horses - four of them. He also provided us with some information.

Apparently, he was on his way home after attacking a host of Orcs... the very Orcs we'd been following! Unfortunately, he hadnt seen any Hobbits around there, but he did say that there was a slight possibility that they may have been mistaken for Orcs and killed. I had to snigger at that; who on earth would mistake a cute tiny little Hobbit for an Orc? Anyone who made an error like that needs glasses.

Aragorn was seeming quite jealous of Éomer for some strange reason - I think I actually *saw* steam coming out of his ears when Éomer placed his hand on Candra's shoulder. Personally, I dont see what's bothering Aragorn - for starters, Candra and Éomer are related, and that would just be wrong on sooooo many levels, and Aragorn has a lovely faithful lady back home at Rivendell. I dread to think what she'd say, or rather, do to him if she saw the way he was acting.

After some quick goodbyes and promises to return the horses under pain of death if we failed to do so, we were on our way again in search of our four Hobbit friends.

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Meanwhile... At the base of Emyn Muil...

Frodo, Sam, Elanor and Ivy were standing around Gollum, frowning, and scratching their heads. It seemed they had a problem with the creature. He seemed a little... upset.

"Poooorr Smeágol," Gollum whimpered, "Precious doesnt have a fangirl, no," Gollum let out another wail, "Pooooorr Smeágol, why dont we get a fangirl, hmmm, Preciousss? Why???"

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We had taken only four horses for a reason; Nalin and Gimli cant ride. Stupid Dwarves. Candra and Aragorn had a horse each, and rode side by side, keeping a fair distance ahead throughout the ride. Gimli shared with Legolas, riding behind the two human's. Nalin and I were behind them all as we rode onward toward the dark trees of Fanghorn Forest to find our Hobbits.

"So whats the deal with you and Gimli?" I asked Nalin casually but quietly, keeping my voice low enough so that the two guys infront of us didnt hear.

"We're just friends," she replied. I turned and shot her a very skeptical look. "Really, we are! I mean, I'm hoping we'll get it on and we'll have some hot..."

"Finish that sentance, and I'll be scarred for live, Nalin! As much as I like Dwarves, I really didnt want to know the finer details of Dwarvish mating habits!" I cried out in a slightly joking tone, though I was very serious about just not wanting to know. I heard a snort from infront of me, and looked up with an arched eyebrow. I saw Legolas riding infront of us, with his hand over his mouth and his shoulders shaking slightly. He seemed quite amused. 'Must be able to hear me,' I thought to myself.

"So, what about you and Legolas then?" Nalin asked, catching me off guard. Legolas's shoulders stopped shaking, and his head turned slightly so he could hear better. I silently chuckled to myself.

"Well, he's just so damn hot!" I said, amusement dancing in my eyes. I sniggered as I noticed that Legolas seemed to lose his balance temporarily, and nearly fell off his horse. "But truthfully," I said, "He's a great friend; really sweet, but kinda shy... I just get the feeling he doesnt really want me around," I finished up with a shrug.

Nalin sniggered, "Shy? Are you talking about Legolas Greenleaf, the same Elf who stripped infront of 9 girls?"

Legolas's head whipped around his mouth wide open, but at a loss for words.

I shook my head at him, "You know, listening in on other's conversations is rude, my pretty Prince," I called out to him with an innocent smile on my face.

His look of shock turned into a slight smile, "And talking about other's is also rude, my fair maiden," he said before speeding up slightly to catch up with Aragorn and Candra.

"What was with all the 'my's??" Nalin asked with an amused tone, "For friends you certianly seem very possessive of eachother."

I decided to feign ignorance, for I knew I'd come out worse if I argued. "I dont know what you're talking about."

"Sure," Nalin snorted, indicating that she didnt believe a word I said. She then muttered something about crazy Elves.

I just smiled and speed up in order to ride next to Legolas and Gimli, and right behind Candra. Legolas turned to me and smiled, before pointing in the direction we were headed.

Ahead was a large forest - Fanghorn. My eyes roamed over the landscape and examined the movement of the trees and bushes with the hopes of spotting a small Hobbit somewhere in the foliage.

"I dont see any movement," I said, still scanning the forest.

"Me either," said Legolas, as he shielded his eyes from the sun.

"We'll do a quick search when we reach the forest," said Aragorn, "And then we'll rest a while."

And so, we rode on a while longer in silence, hoping and praying that our Hobbit friends were okay.

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