I own neither the LOTR crew nor the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh.

*(Except for Kaiba.... MWAHAHAHAHAHA)*

This is my first fic, so please be gentle. Also, if you have any plot ideas, please contribute.

Oh, yeah,

'Thoughts'

"Spoken words"

Please, enjoy!

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The ship was tossed wildly by the unhappy ocean. Gandalf stood still, except for the occasional

mopping of his brow, while Frodo and Bilbo stood gazing over the railing surrounding the boat.

Galadriel and Celeborn were somewhere below deck, arguing about who had cultivated a

superior elvin civilization. There was little hope of ever living through the storm that was

battering their grey ship. Suddenly a wild foamy wave swept over the side of the ship and

almost swept the two hobbits over the railing as it washed past. "GANDALF!" cried Frodo, "Is

there nothing to be done? We shall perish in this storm if it does not take pity upon us!"

"Ahh, what a song that would make... I can hear it now. Bum dee bum bum OOO, we shall

perish if the storm does not take pity on us... What rhymes with-"

"Oh Shut up Bilbo I'm getting sick of your persistent song-writing. You can't sing, with such a

horrible voice, and your rhymes are obsolete, obscene, or nonsensical. I wish you would shut

up."

Frodo looked very pleased at himself for coining such a sophisticated reprimand.

"QUIET" bellowed Gandalf. "BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP NOW, OR VERY SOON YOU

SHALL BOTH BE EITHER DUCKS OR NEWTS."

"What if, Gandalf, you turn one of us into a newt, and the other into a duck. 'L bet that didn't

occur to you eh Gandalf?"

"How clever of you, Frodo," said Bilbo: "I'd never have thought of that myself."

"Or," said Gandalf, "maybe something neutral would be even better. I've always had a personal

liking for creatures of the amphibious type."

"NO" Bilbo was aghast "that," he whispered to Frodo, "sounds worse than even frogs or

toads..."

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Frodo and Bilbo huddled together in order to gather a little more warmth, for the night was

growing cold, and the storm was persisting, when Gandalf came to them and said, significantly:

"It is time."

"Time for what?" Frodo squeaked, "Time for breakfast? But its hardly-"

"SHUT UP, WILL YOU?" bellowed Gandalf, his voice cracking, "SINCE THE

BEGINNING OF THIS SHIP VOYAGE ALL OF MY PICTURESQUE SPEECHES

HAVE BEEN SPOILT BY YOU!"

"I'm sorry," squeaked Frodo, mentally noting not to annoy Gandalf at all, because after all, he

knew of so many horrible beasts, and amphibious creatures sounded perfectly horrible.

Bilbo and Frodo grabbed the few items that had not been washed overboard by the seething

ocean and followed Gandalf dejectedly.

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At the center of the deck, Gandalf stopped and raised his staff into the air, and then struck the

base of it to the center of a wooden plank. At once, from the center of the same plank, the

bluish outline of a circle grew to about a three foot diameter. "Now," said Gandalf

picturesquely: "Call Galadriel and Celeborn unto me"

Frodo did as he was told.

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When everyone had gathered about Gandalf, he explained the use of the circle: "It is to carry us

to safety if possible. If we use it wisely, we will be able to return to Middle Earth safely, or

maybe even to the voyage's end, but we shall have to choose what time we must go to, or we

shall never find the exact spot in which to reenter our time, but in a different place."

"I don't understand, Gandalf," squeaked Frodo, "what is it called?"

"It has no name," said Gandalf, again picturesquely.

"I know," said Bilbo enthusiastically, "we can name it ourselves. I've always loved naming

things."

"Sadly, I already know that," said Gandalf.

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After many such impertinent remarks from various members of the crew, it was decided that

until Gandalf had completely explained how they were to work the time-hole (as it was dubbed

by Bilbo), they were to remain perfectly still and quiet. (This suggestion was pressed quite

forcefully at them by Gandalf.)

"In order for a group to be conveyed into another time, the entire group must say the name of

the time and the place into which the want to be transported. As I said previously, we cannot

travel in this way in our own time, so we must choose an age in which to travel."

"Yes," said Galadriel, a husky voice: "and I would say the future, because by then much more

shall be known of magic, and that may aid us to Greyhaven."

"Well said, Galadriel," said Gandalf, "The future must be better than the past, at least in the

advances of magic. And now that we have that much decided, what land shall we chance to?"

"I think that we should go to the place that's got people who think it's the most advanced place

on earth. And then we can name it!" said Bilbo.

"It will probably already be named, but it is a good idea," said Frodo. "If the people are happy

there, then it must be a good place."

"Happiness of its people and advances in civilization do not necessarily walk hand in hand," said

Celeborn, who had remained silent until now. "The more people are given, the more they

expect."

Gandalf looked up from his musings and looked as if he had been struck by an idea.

"Why don't we just step into the hole and let us take it where it will. As we cannot reach

Greyhaven in it, and we don't know what these lands will be called in the future, let the hole

send us where it will."

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This was soon decided on, as the storm was worsening, and also because Gandalf had an item

that was the nearest thing to a weapon possessed by anyone on the ship.

It was also decided that they would go in groups of two, (except for Gandalf, who maintained

that he was the most capable of the bunch at taking care of himself, -and also probably for the

reason that he didn't want to become lost with any of the people residing on the ship, after all,

an insane magician is not a very safe person.)

It was decided (perhaps to avoid unnecessary injury to the hobbits from fellow passengers, or

perhaps in the hope that the hobbits would "accidentally" become lost) by Gandalf that the first

pair to enter the "time hole" would be that of the hobbits, and the second would be the elven

royalty, followed last of all by Gandalf, who by the time this had been decided was bordering

on insanity, and who probably hoped to lose all fellow travelers, so that he would be able to

complete the journey to Greyhaven alone.

Bilbo and Frodo were almost ecstatic with excitement (and fright, which always complements

excitement).

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Yugi couldn't sleep. He was going over the events of the past.. Days? Weeks? He had lost

track of time. But something felt wrong, and he had some very bad insomnia. So he decided to

go for a walk. He stood up and pulled on his coat. It was chilly, and although the tree leaves

weren't shaking, he felt wind. He heard something. It came from the sky, a sort of

WHHOOOSSHH followed by three flashes of blue light rippling out into space. This was

followed by the ejection from the sky of three lumps. '...I must be hallucinating...' Yugi shook

himself, and then turned around to see Bakura standing immediately behind him. "Did you just

see that?" Bakura inquired.

Yugi jumped. "See what?"

"That! *sigh* ...I must be hallucinating again..."

"Oh you mean the light thingies?"

"Yeah, those. ...So I'm not hallucinating. Which is worse?..."

"Sometimes I wonder that myself..."

Yugi then went into a semi-dormant state, leaving Bakura to the important decision of whether

to investigate, and, if so, whether to go alone or to wake up some of the group.

He decided to take the latter course.

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Having shaken off his semi-dormancy, Yugi and Bakura had returned to their friends and were

in the process of waking them up. Tristan had awoken with little if any trouble, and was still

trying to understand with what purpose he had been awakened at all.

"So you say aliens came from space?"

"I never said that," replied an exasperated Yugi "I only said that something fell or something and

whatever that something is something will have to be done about it."

Tristan sat bewildered, affording Yugi a few precious moments of silence.

This silence, however, was broken by Bakura, who was clutching his hand in pain.

"HE BIT ME! He just BIT ME."

This observation was punctuated with kicks at and muffled groans from Joey.

Yugi walked over to inquire on the matter.

Joey by now had woken up and was sitting and watching Bakura in a dazed manner.

'Damn, he's finally gone over the edge....'

"...."

"Bakura," said Yugi "I don't think he meant to bite you, he was just having one of his food-

dreams again."

Bakura glared at Joey and nursed his bruised and slightly bloody hand.

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After considerable confusion, our group of stalwart explorers made their way to explore

whatever had fallen. Joey was the first to notice any sign of life.

"Hey, guys! Its just an old man in a nightgown."

The 'old man in the nightgown waved a gnarled staff at Joey and made his way toward this

stalwart and worthy person.

Joey cringed in fear. Usually you do not see old men walking around in forests in their

nightgowns. Not to mention that this particular old man had very long tangled hair, a long

tangled beard, and waved a large bumpy stick around his head while running surprisingly

quickly towards Joey in a murderous fashion. Altogether, Gandalf emanated an aura of insanity.

'...Oh s***, he's gonna brain me...'

A relatively simple and primitive thought process made its way through Joey's head.

"RUN."

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Bakura and Yugi were having their own problems. Shortly after the decision to split up, Bakura

had accidentally stepped on a small (emphasis on small) quivering lump of something.

On withdrawing his foot, he realized that he had stepped on an old man, who was, surpisingly,

smaller, although only slightly, than Yugi. This little man had enthusiastically introduced himself,

as Bilbo; and was bubbling with joy over, apparently, nothing at all. He just seemed to be that

way.

'...annoying...' was the thought that ran through Bakura's insomnia-dulled mind.

This little person was, indeed, quite annoying. Apart from his excessively frothy happiness, the

fact that he was obsessed with naming anything and everything that they came across would

have driven a lizard insane. He was, altogether, extremely and unceasingly annoying, and even

after only two minutes of acquaintance, Bakura hoped to rid himself of this unwelcome

company as soon as was possible.

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Meanwhile, Yugi had found himself cursed in an almost identical manner, except for the fact that

the little person he had come across had introduced himself as Frodo, and his method of

conversation was different: he would start a train of questioning, answer most of the questions to

himself in the stupidest manner, forget where he was in the train of questions, and start the

questioning all over again. He also made some very commonplace remarks and puns, and then

looked very pleased at himself for having thought them up at all.

It would be a loong night.

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Tristan and Te'a were having an altogether different experience. After wandering about for

awhile, they had come across two unnaturally tall humanoid creatures, and were carrying on a

pleasant conversation with them, except for the fact that both sides obviously thought the other

insane...

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Our sturdy band of adventurers had, by some freak of time and space, burst into the same

clearing at exactly the same time. Both Bakura's and Yugi's eyes had somehow glazed over,

and they were in a kind of stupor. Not that Bilbo and Frodo seemed to realize that their new

'friends' were not present in the world they inhabited,and were most cetainly not responding to

the conversation; probably because neither hobbit needed a partner in order to carry on a

conversation anyway. A sample of their self-conversations:

"Hey, is that leaf green?"

"Yeah, it is green."

"Almost all the leaves I have ever seen are green."

"How amazing."

It never ceased to surprise them that almost all the leaves that they saw were green, and to be

merciful, we will assume that this was the reason their conversational skills were nonexistent:

they must have been in a perpetual state of shock.

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