Author Disclaimer: I don't own the Hobbits, Hobbiton, or as a matter of fact, Emma. But there
we go.

Nat's POV.

I wondered through the trees trying to find Emma. "Where the hell is she? I thought
she followed me. Obviously I was wrong. Damn her." I kicked bitterly at a stone which was lying
on the ground. Eventually I found some hills with little holes in them. As I got closer, I saw
they had doors and windows. They were houses. "Oh great. Now I've suddenly been landed in
Teletubby land. Next I'll be seeing these purple, red, green and yellow things popping up all
around me and saying 'Eh oh'. Or maybe it's that I'm dreaming all this. Wow this is weird.
Mind you, it's me, isn't it? I AM weird." I continued down the road. Suddenly I saw a crowd
of small, curly haired people, surrounding someone. Emma. "Fine, maybe it's not Teletubby
land. It's probably something like Munchkin land, or Ooompaloompa land. Except they're not
orange. Well that rules that possibility out then. Where am I dammit?!!" I marched over to
where Emma was standing. She gave me a smile which I didn't return.
"Something wrong?" she said.
"What do you think?" I snapped, "Where the hell are we?"
"We're in Hobbiton." she replied.
"Oh great. How absolutely wonderful. We're stuck in some god forsaken dump with only
some short-arse midgets for company."
"They're not midgets. They're hobbits." Emma said knowledgably.
"Same thing. Now first things first. How to get out of here....." I paced up and down,
the hobbits watching my every move.
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About half an hour later I still hadn't thought of a plan to get us out of Hobbiton.
"Dammit, I think we're stuck." I said. Just then, a man came down the road in a
horse drawn carriage. He was wearing a backwards baseball cap, and his grey hair was tied back
in a ponytail (AN: VERY David Seaman. Lol...).
"Gandalf!!" The hobbits exclaimed.
"Yo. Wassup my lil homies?" the old man named Gandalf said. "Be scared, coz
Gandy's back in town!" He gave a rap style pose.
"This is getting seriously strange." Emma pointed out.
"Ya think. We're surrounded by weirdos." I said.
"So y'all comin' to tha' phat party down at ole Bilbo's?" Gandalf asked.
"The whole of Hobbiton's invited." a rather fat hobbit said.
"Yes." another one agreed, "It's going to be really big."
"I'll be seeing y'all t'night then?" The hobbits nodded. "Now wha' 'bout you two?"
Gandalf asked us.
"I don't think...." Emma started.
"Oh yes. We're coming." I cut in.
"Good. I'll be burnin' up the decks wiv ma unique flava." And with that, Gandalf rode
on. The hobbits dispersed, leaving us on our own.
"But we're not invited to the party." Emma said.
"So? We can gatecrash." I said.
"That's wrong."
"Who cares? We're going to a party! C'mon, let's go." I shot off down the road, Emma
following.

What do ya think? I know it's short but.......hey. R&R ppl!!