Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional and I the only characters I
own are Leela, her mom, George,
Harry, Roz, and...... Prancer the dog.
Author's note: Thank you sooooo much to all who have been reviewing! It makes me happy to know
that some poeple are enjoying this..odd...little fic! :) Please review again or for the first time and I'll try
my best to review your stories in return. With that said, enjoy Chapter 8: At Roz's House of Storm!
~*~Meanwhile, while I was being confronted by my mother......."
Roz pulled up into her driveway. Her parents had decided to go on some wilderness retreat to
find themselves and their inner peace, so she wouldn't have to worry about explaining her Middle Earth
companions to them. She rapped on the front door. She was too lazy to get out her key and since her
brother, Harry, was home, he should open the door anyways, she thought.
There was no answer at the door. " Harry! Open up! Now!" Roz called.
She tapped her foot impatiently. " Harry!" After waiting a few moments, Roz reluctantly dug through
her bag, grumbling to herself, but couldn't seem to find her key. Gandalf, Borimir, Gimli, Elrond, and
Aragorn were talking softly to each other.
" And so the parting of the Fellowship take two ensues." muttered Aragorn.
Giving up on locating her key, Roz banged on the door again. " Harry! Open up!"
" Must we really go throught the ' I can't get the doors open." thing again? " said Gimli exhasperatedly.
He shoved his way through to the door, grabbing Gandalf's staff on the way. When he was standing
on the doormat, Gimli whacked the door with the staff and promptly said " Mellon".
A minute later a blonde haired boy not much taller than Gimli himself opened the door. He froze on
the spot and his jaw dropped. Roz shoved her way past a gaping Harry grumbling things such as
"It takes a Dwarf smacking a staff against the door to get him to open up!" and " Stupid videp games
are making his brain shrink." She flipped off the PS2 Harry'd been playing and that snapped him
back to reality.
" Hey! I was on Level 13!"
Everyone walked in and the door shut behind them.
" Well, you can get back to Level 13 later. Maybe Gandalf can help you. He hasn't put down
George's GameBoy since he found it last night."
" So is-"
" Harry," said Roz grinning from ear to ear ( all door incidents forgotten for the moment) " I'd like to
introduce you to Borimir, Gandalf, Gimli, Aragorn, and.." she sighed dreamily, " Elrond..."
" Gimli! I have so many questions to ask you!" Harry proceeded to list many questions and Roz
explained ot a baffled Gimli that Harry happened to be on of his fans.
" You mean I have fans?" asked Gimli.
" Of course!" replied Harry as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. " Anyways.."
he continued babbling.
" So, Elrond... what would you like for dinner?" asked Roz.
Elrond shrugged and flopped down on a couch. Roz sat down next to him and smiled widely,
waiting for a more specific response. Elrond scooted to the very end of the couch and Roz followed,
still wearing the same idiotic grin. Elrond leaned away. " Ummm....we'll have whatever you want as
long as you'll kindly move over." he said.
" Whatever I want?" aked Roz deviously.
Elrond looked revolted and shot up out of his seat. " Ugh! You dirty minded little human!"
Roz shrugged. " 'Kay, we'll have grilled cheese."
Realization dawned on Harry's face and he ran to the computer and logged onto the internet.
Roz saw him and stopped him just in time. " No! You can't tell anyone! No, not even Gimlifan5 on
the message board."
While Roz cooked dinner, Harry showed Gandalf PS2 and the others explored the house.
Dinner was interesting, as Harry and Gandalf wouldn't leave the videogame console. Gimli,
Borimir, Aragorn, and Elrond enjoyed " the fine delacacy of melted cheese and bread" as Elrond
put it.
After dinner, Gandalf was still glued to the PS2 and Gimli and Harry were heartily chatting,
while Aragorn, Borimir, Elrond, and Roz sat on the couch talking.
" Uh... I was exploring the house and I came upon a room with a wall covered in pictures of ...
Aragorn, Frodo, and myself." said Elrond inquizzitilvely.
" Oh, that's my room." said Roz nonchalantly.
A brief look of panic passed over Elrond's face. Roz glanced at the clock. " Time for bed!"
Harry looked at his sister questioninly. " Roz, it's only 9:00."
" I know." she answered cheerfully.
After making Gandlaf put down the PS2 controller and go back to GameBoy, Riz ushered Gimli,
Harry, and him into Harry's room.
" Aragorn and Elrond can sleep in my room." said Roz.
" What about me?" asked Borinir indignantly.
" You get the couch."
Roz dragged Aragorn and Elrond into her room and closed the door, leaving a speechless Borimir
to fend for himslef.
Roz poked her head out of her doorway and Borimir, thinking she'd changed her mind, made his way
towards it.
:" I forgot to tell you, blankets and pillows are in the closet." said Roz. She then closed the door.
"Now," Roz looked at Elrond and Aragorn who were hiding in a corner, " You two get to
share my bed."
They sat down on her bed and Roz followed suit. " With me."
Elrond shot up. " I'm not sharing a bed with anyone! Especially not you or Aragorn!"
Roz looked at Elrond. "Why not?"
" Because you have done nothing but put the moves on me and he....he...he stole my little girl!"
Elrond sank to his knees in tears.
" I didn't mean to steal Arwen." said Aragorn quietly.
" And I didn't mean to make you cry." said Roz who looked close to tears herself. " You can have
the bed to yourself. Now maybe we can work out yours and Aragorn's problems. I'm a pretty good
counsellor, you know."
" Well, I-I-I just miss my daughter." said Elrond pathetically.
" I love her, too." said Aragorn.
They went on like this for awhile and Roz was so caught up in her counselling duties that she forgot
about the sleeping arrangements ( which ended up being her and Aragorn on the floor on opposite
sides if the bed.). When all was quiet Elrond whispered to Aragorn. " You know, that was really
kind of sweet of her to help us out like that."
" Yeah." answered Aragorn.
" I am happy because Arwen is happy with you."
" Thanks Dad."
" Don't call me that Elessar."
" K. I think Roz is happy about the sleeping arrangements because we are. Kind of like how you're
happy because Arwen is."
" Yeah I supposed. Good night, Aragorn."
" Night Pops."
Elrond refrained himself from saying something back and went to sleep.
Harry, Roz, and...... Prancer the dog.
Author's note: Thank you sooooo much to all who have been reviewing! It makes me happy to know
that some poeple are enjoying this..odd...little fic! :) Please review again or for the first time and I'll try
my best to review your stories in return. With that said, enjoy Chapter 8: At Roz's House of Storm!
~*~Meanwhile, while I was being confronted by my mother......."
Roz pulled up into her driveway. Her parents had decided to go on some wilderness retreat to
find themselves and their inner peace, so she wouldn't have to worry about explaining her Middle Earth
companions to them. She rapped on the front door. She was too lazy to get out her key and since her
brother, Harry, was home, he should open the door anyways, she thought.
There was no answer at the door. " Harry! Open up! Now!" Roz called.
She tapped her foot impatiently. " Harry!" After waiting a few moments, Roz reluctantly dug through
her bag, grumbling to herself, but couldn't seem to find her key. Gandalf, Borimir, Gimli, Elrond, and
Aragorn were talking softly to each other.
" And so the parting of the Fellowship take two ensues." muttered Aragorn.
Giving up on locating her key, Roz banged on the door again. " Harry! Open up!"
" Must we really go throught the ' I can't get the doors open." thing again? " said Gimli exhasperatedly.
He shoved his way through to the door, grabbing Gandalf's staff on the way. When he was standing
on the doormat, Gimli whacked the door with the staff and promptly said " Mellon".
A minute later a blonde haired boy not much taller than Gimli himself opened the door. He froze on
the spot and his jaw dropped. Roz shoved her way past a gaping Harry grumbling things such as
"It takes a Dwarf smacking a staff against the door to get him to open up!" and " Stupid videp games
are making his brain shrink." She flipped off the PS2 Harry'd been playing and that snapped him
back to reality.
" Hey! I was on Level 13!"
Everyone walked in and the door shut behind them.
" Well, you can get back to Level 13 later. Maybe Gandalf can help you. He hasn't put down
George's GameBoy since he found it last night."
" So is-"
" Harry," said Roz grinning from ear to ear ( all door incidents forgotten for the moment) " I'd like to
introduce you to Borimir, Gandalf, Gimli, Aragorn, and.." she sighed dreamily, " Elrond..."
" Gimli! I have so many questions to ask you!" Harry proceeded to list many questions and Roz
explained ot a baffled Gimli that Harry happened to be on of his fans.
" You mean I have fans?" asked Gimli.
" Of course!" replied Harry as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. " Anyways.."
he continued babbling.
" So, Elrond... what would you like for dinner?" asked Roz.
Elrond shrugged and flopped down on a couch. Roz sat down next to him and smiled widely,
waiting for a more specific response. Elrond scooted to the very end of the couch and Roz followed,
still wearing the same idiotic grin. Elrond leaned away. " Ummm....we'll have whatever you want as
long as you'll kindly move over." he said.
" Whatever I want?" aked Roz deviously.
Elrond looked revolted and shot up out of his seat. " Ugh! You dirty minded little human!"
Roz shrugged. " 'Kay, we'll have grilled cheese."
Realization dawned on Harry's face and he ran to the computer and logged onto the internet.
Roz saw him and stopped him just in time. " No! You can't tell anyone! No, not even Gimlifan5 on
the message board."
While Roz cooked dinner, Harry showed Gandalf PS2 and the others explored the house.
Dinner was interesting, as Harry and Gandalf wouldn't leave the videogame console. Gimli,
Borimir, Aragorn, and Elrond enjoyed " the fine delacacy of melted cheese and bread" as Elrond
put it.
After dinner, Gandalf was still glued to the PS2 and Gimli and Harry were heartily chatting,
while Aragorn, Borimir, Elrond, and Roz sat on the couch talking.
" Uh... I was exploring the house and I came upon a room with a wall covered in pictures of ...
Aragorn, Frodo, and myself." said Elrond inquizzitilvely.
" Oh, that's my room." said Roz nonchalantly.
A brief look of panic passed over Elrond's face. Roz glanced at the clock. " Time for bed!"
Harry looked at his sister questioninly. " Roz, it's only 9:00."
" I know." she answered cheerfully.
After making Gandlaf put down the PS2 controller and go back to GameBoy, Riz ushered Gimli,
Harry, and him into Harry's room.
" Aragorn and Elrond can sleep in my room." said Roz.
" What about me?" asked Borinir indignantly.
" You get the couch."
Roz dragged Aragorn and Elrond into her room and closed the door, leaving a speechless Borimir
to fend for himslef.
Roz poked her head out of her doorway and Borimir, thinking she'd changed her mind, made his way
towards it.
:" I forgot to tell you, blankets and pillows are in the closet." said Roz. She then closed the door.
"Now," Roz looked at Elrond and Aragorn who were hiding in a corner, " You two get to
share my bed."
They sat down on her bed and Roz followed suit. " With me."
Elrond shot up. " I'm not sharing a bed with anyone! Especially not you or Aragorn!"
Roz looked at Elrond. "Why not?"
" Because you have done nothing but put the moves on me and he....he...he stole my little girl!"
Elrond sank to his knees in tears.
" I didn't mean to steal Arwen." said Aragorn quietly.
" And I didn't mean to make you cry." said Roz who looked close to tears herself. " You can have
the bed to yourself. Now maybe we can work out yours and Aragorn's problems. I'm a pretty good
counsellor, you know."
" Well, I-I-I just miss my daughter." said Elrond pathetically.
" I love her, too." said Aragorn.
They went on like this for awhile and Roz was so caught up in her counselling duties that she forgot
about the sleeping arrangements ( which ended up being her and Aragorn on the floor on opposite
sides if the bed.). When all was quiet Elrond whispered to Aragorn. " You know, that was really
kind of sweet of her to help us out like that."
" Yeah." answered Aragorn.
" I am happy because Arwen is happy with you."
" Thanks Dad."
" Don't call me that Elessar."
" K. I think Roz is happy about the sleeping arrangements because we are. Kind of like how you're
happy because Arwen is."
" Yeah I supposed. Good night, Aragorn."
" Night Pops."
Elrond refrained himself from saying something back and went to sleep.