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Chapter Two: You've Got to be Kidding

Cooper took a small flashlight out of her pocket. Moved the small beam of the pen light into the dark alley where Frodo and Aragorn were hiding. As she swung the flashlight around the beam came to rest on a small face, the face of one of our most beloved characters, Frodo Baggins. Aragorn stepped out of where he was hiding and grasped Cooper's arms from behind. "Hey! What the heck do you think you are doing," yelled a very indignant Cooper.

"You shall not take it the Enemy, darkness shall not prevail."

"What in the heck are you talking about? What enemy? I don't work for a drug lord, even though I do know of some around here," said a very indignant Cooper.

"Then you are not a servant of the Enemy?"

"Um... If I knew who you were talking about I would be glad to answer all your questions, but I have to go to the... wait! You're Viggo Mortensen aren't you?"

"Who?," replied a very mystified Aragorn, he had no idea who the girl was talking about.

"You know, the guy who plays Strider on the Lord of the Rings movie. I cannot wait till August fifth, then I can get the second one." As Cooper went off on her favorite subject. Aragorn just stood there dumbfounded looking at her. Frodo was just as amazed at this girl's immense knowledge of the Ring and the fellowship.

"How do you know so much?", asked Frodo with astonishment in his voice.

"Well, I've read the books about a million times and I went to see the movie four or five times. I did a bunch of research on the internet and other stuff like that. So who are you guys?" Even though she almost everything there was to know, she could not gasped the idea that character's from another world could be standing in front of her.

Aragorn and Frodo both replied with blank stares. Cooper raised on her eyebrows with a questioning look. "You mean you don't know. After all that!", exclaimed Frodo.

"After all what?"

"You obviously know everything else, but you don't realize we are? By the Shire I swear she's worse than Pippin."

"What are you talking about? I thought that you guys had never heard of Tolkien or the LotR. None of this make any sense unless you two were actually... but that's not possible. Is it?" As Cooper was talking Frodo had been nodding his head. "You're joking right? This is not happening."

"Are you alright miss?", asked a very concerned Aragorn.

"No I'm not all right. I am standing face to face with the characters in my most favorite book. My car is broken, half of my book is gone, and I'm close to a nervous breakdown!" Cooper was very close to hysterics all right, she was hysterical by now. "Does it appear that I am alright, sir?" Oh gosh, I am so stupid. I just yelled at the future King of Gondor. Way to go, smart one.

"I'm very sorry. We will leave if that will help you."

"NO! You can't do that, you would be completely lost. It's hopeless." She let out a long sigh. This was not going to be easy, it would not be easy to know everything and not say a word. "You have to come with me."

"Why, were are we going?"

"Frodo, do you always ask so many questions?" Cooper gave him one of her rare smiles that she saved for her family mostly.

"No. But I've never been in a place like this before."

"No joke, that was a hard one." It was pretty obvious, with the get up they were wearing. Crud! What am I going to have them wear? They cannot go walking around dressed up like people escaped from the Renaissance Festival.

"What was hard?"

"Nothing. Remember, I know more about what is going to happen than you do."

"Well, what is going to happen? Can't you tell me?"

"No, that would ruin a perfectly good book."

"May I look at this book", spoke up the very quite Aragorn.

"I suppose since half of it is missing. I don't think that it could cause any damage. If you two could wait here I'll be back soon with my car. If I see any of your friends I'll bring them along."

Cooper soon returned with her truck, along with Merry, Pippin, and Gímli. Her Relient K Cd was in the

"I still can't believe that this is happening to me."

"Why can't you believe it?" asked Pippin with his adorable Scottish accent.

"Because, stuff like this just doesn't happen to people. Sure in movies, books, and fan fiction it happens all the time, but not in real life. Sooner or later I'll wake up and find that this was all a dream and that I flunked my Grammar final."

"Humph, she's to Elvish for my taste. I don't trust those dang Elves," said a very grumpy Gímli under his breath. Except he didn't exactly say dang.

"Okay, rule number one: I don't allow anyone to swear in my truck, car, or presence; rule two: no one is to call anyone else a bad name while you are around me; and rule three is, I can't think up one right now, but I will later."

Then Merry asked the question that was on everyone's lips, "Do you know where the rest of the fellowship is, Cooper?"

"Oh, I wish I did. I am thinking my hardest about where they would most likely go. Sam would likely find gardens, Legolas would find a park with trees, but Boromir. That's a hard one. When we get to my house I'll call up my friends and ask if they will help me to find your friends." The rest of the drive to Cooper's house went smoothly without any arguments. The city was about thirty minutes away from the ranch the Cooper's owned. They owned somewhere around twelve horses of their own, bored around twenty-five, had a small boarding kennel, three dogs of their own, 350 head of cattle, and had a small flock of sheep, all on over 1,500 acres.

"So, what do you guys usually eat?" They gave Cooper a list about a mile long. It was all Greek to her, so she decided to make spaghetti, French bread, mushrooms, brownies, salad, and a fruit combination. She set, what fellowship she had, down in front of the TV. and popped in The Thirteenth Warrior with Antonio Bandaras in the DVD player. Cooper quickly prepared the ground beef and made her own spaghetti sauce from homegrown tomatoes. The rest was relatively simple, now to find enough chairs to go around the table. The table hadn't seen this many people since her brothers were alive. She quickly pushed the thought aside and announced that diner was ready.

"What is that?," asked Pippin pointing towards the spaghetti.

"Worms out of the garden," Cooper replied a little too calmly.

"Worms!," gasped Merry.

"I'm joking, it's called spaghetti. It's made out of noodles, tomato sauce, ground hamburger, and mushrooms." Cooper put the mushrooms in just for the Hobbits and would avoid as many as she could.

"If it has mushrooms in it, it must be all right to eat," said Frodo. They all started to dig in, all accept the reserved Strider.

"Hey, wait a minute guys! We have to bless our food first."

"Huh?" Was the answer to her prompt statement.

"We have to thank the Lord for what He has so graciously provided for us. Bow your heads, please." Everyone did what she asked so she promtley asked the blessing, "Thank you, Father, for what you have blessed us with. I ask that you with bless this meal and that you will help us all to get along very well as we are put though this test. Thank you for this wonderful day and the earth that you have made. In Jesus name, Amen."

"This stuff isn't too bad!," exclaimed a very happy Pippin.

"Don't talk with your mouth full. Chew and swallow first," rebuked Cooper.

"Gosh, you sound just like my Mother."

"Nothing I haven't heard before,' Cooper simply replied. She was use to babysitting some of her younger cousins so she was use to getting on them for their use of manner, or lack thereof.

A/N: This is the second revised chapter. I hope that I can update at least everyday, but that might be a little hard since my life is so busy.