A/n: Hey! I have had this posted for quite awhile now and when I reread it,
I was ashamed of all the spelling errors. I've decided to fix it up a bit.
I agree with anyone who claims this is an incredibly short, pointless, and
un-humorous story. It is, however, my first one and so I don't want to
delete it. Plus it got good reviews, oddly enough. I did fix some
spelling/grammar problems (the ones that I could see. Sadly, I'm still not
the best with editing documents) so hopefully it won't be as painful to
read anymore.
Yes, the characters are off in their characterization. It was completely intentional. ^_^ I did fix all three chapters and added a few things into the story. It's not much different though so don't be expecting a drastic change!
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Disclaimer: Most unfortunately I don't own any of the characters mentioned in this story. Well, I may own a couple, but none of the main LOTR characters. I wish I owned Legolas *whimpers* Don't we all?
This is the first fanfic I have ever done. *bites lip nervously* So could you please R & R so I know if I totally suck (which I probably do). This takes place somewhere near an Elven village and is on the quest to destroy the One Ring while the Fellowship were still together.
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"Frodo! When was the last time you have bathed?" cried Aragorn, his nose scrunched up with disgust.
"It isn't my fault! I don't think I should get the ring wet. . .I mean, who knows what could happen?" Frodo replied glaring at Aragorn from the rock he was sitting on.
"Well, have the hobbits hold it for awhile while you take a bath. . .I can't stand your stench anymore!"
Frodo glanced at the other three hobbits just in time to see Sam picking his nose, Merry licking his elbow clean, and Pippin doing. . .well Frodo didn't want to see THAT for too long.
Looking up at Aragorn, his eyebrows raised, he asked incredulously, "Are you kidding? I mean. . .seriously. . . look at them! You think I'm gonna trust all of Middle Earth to THEM? Why don't you hold it for me?"
Irritated Aragorn replied, "Because you idiot, you know what happens when MEN get the One Ring; don't be stupid! Legolas. . .well. . .he's with an elf girl. . .doing. . .well, forget him, he's out of the picture. Gimli smells just as bad as you and I'm going to make him take a bath. That leaves the hobbits and I'm telling you here and now I am NOT going to go along on this-this. . .quest. . .thingy. . .unless you take a bath!"
Frodo sighed. "Well, I guess I have no choice then do I? But, aw, come on. . .do I really smell that bad?"
He lifted up his armpit and stuck his nose into it. As soon as he got the first whiff he fell over backward and landed with a thud over a rock. Propping himself up he said, "Ok, you win."
Frodo picked himself up, dusted his pants free of dirt, and walked over to the hobbits, clearing his throat. "Hey guys, umm. . .Aragorn says that I stink," he said glancing back so he could glare at Aragorn. "And he suggests that I take a bath while we're here. I don't want to get the Ring wet though so I was wondering if you would like to hang onto it for an hour or so while I clean up."
All three of them stopped what they were doing and looked up eagerly. Just then Aragorn yelled, "Except Sam! I need some help getting supplies, I can't carry it all alone!"
Disappointed, Sam looked down and walked away with Aragorn, his hands in his pockets.
Frodo glanced at Merry and Pippin who had continued their strange and, in Pippin's case, disgusting doings and rolled his eyes. Oh great, he thought, just what I need. . .the responsible hobbit to leave.
"Well, I guess that leaves you two." He said, glancing warily at them and giving a fake short chuckle. "So, umm. . .here you go Pippin, it's all yours for an hour."
"MUAHAHAHA," Pippin yelled, "at LAST! AT LAST!!!! The Ring is MINE! Its miiinee!"
"Ah. . .oops. . .er. . .I MEANT Merry!" said Frodo hurriedly as he grabbed the ring out of Pippin's hands.
Merry smiled proudly and gave a superior look to Pippin who scowled at him and muttered, "Geez, I was just kidding."
Frodo started backing away looking very nervous and disgruntled. "Well I guess I'll go jump in the river. . .make sure you're back here in an hour! I mean it! If you're not here in EXACTLY one hour I will throw you into Mount Doom when I destroy the Ring!"
Merry and Pippin shuddered as Frodo disappeared into the trees. "Well, we certainly don't want that to happen, " said Pippin, his voice shaking a little.
"Duh Pip! Don't worry, he was only kidding." said Merry, although he didn't sound so sure.
"Soooo. . ." Merry said, breaking the silence. "What should we do?"
"Hmmm. . ." replied Pippin, "Geez, look at this Ring. It's old and filthy and. . . BLEH"
"Yah, it sure is ugly. . .hey! I got a GREAT idea! Let's go look around the village!" said Merry excitedly.
"Hey! Yah! Lets do that!" Together they stood up and brushed the dirt off their pants. Then they headed toward the village.
Yes, the characters are off in their characterization. It was completely intentional. ^_^ I did fix all three chapters and added a few things into the story. It's not much different though so don't be expecting a drastic change!
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Disclaimer: Most unfortunately I don't own any of the characters mentioned in this story. Well, I may own a couple, but none of the main LOTR characters. I wish I owned Legolas *whimpers* Don't we all?
This is the first fanfic I have ever done. *bites lip nervously* So could you please R & R so I know if I totally suck (which I probably do). This takes place somewhere near an Elven village and is on the quest to destroy the One Ring while the Fellowship were still together.
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"Frodo! When was the last time you have bathed?" cried Aragorn, his nose scrunched up with disgust.
"It isn't my fault! I don't think I should get the ring wet. . .I mean, who knows what could happen?" Frodo replied glaring at Aragorn from the rock he was sitting on.
"Well, have the hobbits hold it for awhile while you take a bath. . .I can't stand your stench anymore!"
Frodo glanced at the other three hobbits just in time to see Sam picking his nose, Merry licking his elbow clean, and Pippin doing. . .well Frodo didn't want to see THAT for too long.
Looking up at Aragorn, his eyebrows raised, he asked incredulously, "Are you kidding? I mean. . .seriously. . . look at them! You think I'm gonna trust all of Middle Earth to THEM? Why don't you hold it for me?"
Irritated Aragorn replied, "Because you idiot, you know what happens when MEN get the One Ring; don't be stupid! Legolas. . .well. . .he's with an elf girl. . .doing. . .well, forget him, he's out of the picture. Gimli smells just as bad as you and I'm going to make him take a bath. That leaves the hobbits and I'm telling you here and now I am NOT going to go along on this-this. . .quest. . .thingy. . .unless you take a bath!"
Frodo sighed. "Well, I guess I have no choice then do I? But, aw, come on. . .do I really smell that bad?"
He lifted up his armpit and stuck his nose into it. As soon as he got the first whiff he fell over backward and landed with a thud over a rock. Propping himself up he said, "Ok, you win."
Frodo picked himself up, dusted his pants free of dirt, and walked over to the hobbits, clearing his throat. "Hey guys, umm. . .Aragorn says that I stink," he said glancing back so he could glare at Aragorn. "And he suggests that I take a bath while we're here. I don't want to get the Ring wet though so I was wondering if you would like to hang onto it for an hour or so while I clean up."
All three of them stopped what they were doing and looked up eagerly. Just then Aragorn yelled, "Except Sam! I need some help getting supplies, I can't carry it all alone!"
Disappointed, Sam looked down and walked away with Aragorn, his hands in his pockets.
Frodo glanced at Merry and Pippin who had continued their strange and, in Pippin's case, disgusting doings and rolled his eyes. Oh great, he thought, just what I need. . .the responsible hobbit to leave.
"Well, I guess that leaves you two." He said, glancing warily at them and giving a fake short chuckle. "So, umm. . .here you go Pippin, it's all yours for an hour."
"MUAHAHAHA," Pippin yelled, "at LAST! AT LAST!!!! The Ring is MINE! Its miiinee!"
"Ah. . .oops. . .er. . .I MEANT Merry!" said Frodo hurriedly as he grabbed the ring out of Pippin's hands.
Merry smiled proudly and gave a superior look to Pippin who scowled at him and muttered, "Geez, I was just kidding."
Frodo started backing away looking very nervous and disgruntled. "Well I guess I'll go jump in the river. . .make sure you're back here in an hour! I mean it! If you're not here in EXACTLY one hour I will throw you into Mount Doom when I destroy the Ring!"
Merry and Pippin shuddered as Frodo disappeared into the trees. "Well, we certainly don't want that to happen, " said Pippin, his voice shaking a little.
"Duh Pip! Don't worry, he was only kidding." said Merry, although he didn't sound so sure.
"Soooo. . ." Merry said, breaking the silence. "What should we do?"
"Hmmm. . ." replied Pippin, "Geez, look at this Ring. It's old and filthy and. . . BLEH"
"Yah, it sure is ugly. . .hey! I got a GREAT idea! Let's go look around the village!" said Merry excitedly.
"Hey! Yah! Lets do that!" Together they stood up and brushed the dirt off their pants. Then they headed toward the village.