Whee! Here's more! Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Niko, who is me. So,
yeah, I guess nothing! Sorry it's not too funny yet but there's a HEAT
WAVE! And I have a cold. UGH UGH UGH! *snifflesnot* well, here ya go!
Niko slowly opened her eyes, wincing at the pain in her head from her tumble from the tree. "Ow..." she groaned, then looked up. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!" she screamed, her eyes focusing on the curly- haired being in front of her face. "AH!" she added for good measure, then swung her right first with all her might at her adversary's face, catching him in the eye.
The person let out an undignified squawk and sat back heavily as Niko got to her feet.
"What was that for?" the injured party asked plaintively, clutching his eye. Niko started to retort when she looked at his face and realized whom she had just hit. "Frodo?!" she asked incredulously. "Oops... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." She bent down to look at his eye.
"How is it you know my name?" he asked with wonder in his voice. She fiddled with her shirt, a plain black tank top, and answered "Uh."
He blinked. "Are you an elf?"
"No, sadly enough." She lifted her hair to show her NORMAL ears and giggled nervously. "Wow, I really got you good. I'm really sorry... I was just freaked out." He looked blank.
"Scared." She added. He nodded, and looked at her outfit, plain jeans and the aforementioned top. "You are not from here, I would guess."
"Uh. No. I'm kinda lost... really, really lost." She looked around and swore inwardly. I guess I'm stuck here for now... she thought. Dammit why does this happen to me? I don't WANT to be here! Make some lovesick Legolas fan be here instead! Not me!
Frodo was watching her face as it gradually got glummer and glummer. Finally he suggested she come home with him. "I'd be glad to have you. It's been quiet and lonely there since my uncle Bilbo left." Without thinking she blurted "Bilbo? Like, the one with that ring?"
Frodo looked shocked. "How did you know about that????"
"Uh."
Frodo looked up at her, standing there, then got up. "Alright, I won't ask you anymore questions. Just follow me." He started through the woods, with Niko following miserably behind.
Almost fifteen minutes later they rounded a bend in the road that revealed a quaint little hill that had a round, brightly coloured door in the middle. It also had a tree growing right out of the top of it. Niko took one look at it and squealed, racing towards it to pull herself up into its lower branches. "I like trees!" she said in return to Frodo's amused look. He stood by the bottom and called up to her. "I think you've had enough of trees today. Why don't you come in and I'll make us some supper." She grimaced and dropped out of the tree right onto her bottom. "Ow." She staggered to her feet and followed Frodo into his house, ignoring his smirk.
"By the way...Do you have any cookys?" she asked.
"What is a cooky?"
She stared. "You don't KNOW?"
"No..." He still looked puzzled
"Mother of all...." She stared at the ceiling and wrung her hands. "Oh why oh WHY do you TORTURE me with these inanely odd situations in which I only wan-" she stopped. Frodo was looking at her funny and edging away. "Oh stop that." She said disgustedly, and flopped down on one of the many chairs that dotted the dark interior of the hole. "I'm not going to bite you." He still looked scared. "Shoo. SHOO." She shook her hands at him. He stared at her for a moment longer then abruptly burst out laughing. After a frustrated moment, she joined him, reluctantly at first, then gladly as his infectious laughter washed over her. He walked into the kitchen, still laughing, leaving her alone to giggle pointlessly. Then she sighed. "How am I gonna do this? I'm stuck here!" She thought for a minute, then wailed. "With no cookys!"
Well, this was FUN. HA ha ha. Annoying, actually, because Niko won't do as she's told! BAD Niko! Stop insulting Frodo. *giggle* Thanks and please R&R? :)
Niko slowly opened her eyes, wincing at the pain in her head from her tumble from the tree. "Ow..." she groaned, then looked up. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!" she screamed, her eyes focusing on the curly- haired being in front of her face. "AH!" she added for good measure, then swung her right first with all her might at her adversary's face, catching him in the eye.
The person let out an undignified squawk and sat back heavily as Niko got to her feet.
"What was that for?" the injured party asked plaintively, clutching his eye. Niko started to retort when she looked at his face and realized whom she had just hit. "Frodo?!" she asked incredulously. "Oops... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." She bent down to look at his eye.
"How is it you know my name?" he asked with wonder in his voice. She fiddled with her shirt, a plain black tank top, and answered "Uh."
He blinked. "Are you an elf?"
"No, sadly enough." She lifted her hair to show her NORMAL ears and giggled nervously. "Wow, I really got you good. I'm really sorry... I was just freaked out." He looked blank.
"Scared." She added. He nodded, and looked at her outfit, plain jeans and the aforementioned top. "You are not from here, I would guess."
"Uh. No. I'm kinda lost... really, really lost." She looked around and swore inwardly. I guess I'm stuck here for now... she thought. Dammit why does this happen to me? I don't WANT to be here! Make some lovesick Legolas fan be here instead! Not me!
Frodo was watching her face as it gradually got glummer and glummer. Finally he suggested she come home with him. "I'd be glad to have you. It's been quiet and lonely there since my uncle Bilbo left." Without thinking she blurted "Bilbo? Like, the one with that ring?"
Frodo looked shocked. "How did you know about that????"
"Uh."
Frodo looked up at her, standing there, then got up. "Alright, I won't ask you anymore questions. Just follow me." He started through the woods, with Niko following miserably behind.
Almost fifteen minutes later they rounded a bend in the road that revealed a quaint little hill that had a round, brightly coloured door in the middle. It also had a tree growing right out of the top of it. Niko took one look at it and squealed, racing towards it to pull herself up into its lower branches. "I like trees!" she said in return to Frodo's amused look. He stood by the bottom and called up to her. "I think you've had enough of trees today. Why don't you come in and I'll make us some supper." She grimaced and dropped out of the tree right onto her bottom. "Ow." She staggered to her feet and followed Frodo into his house, ignoring his smirk.
"By the way...Do you have any cookys?" she asked.
"What is a cooky?"
She stared. "You don't KNOW?"
"No..." He still looked puzzled
"Mother of all...." She stared at the ceiling and wrung her hands. "Oh why oh WHY do you TORTURE me with these inanely odd situations in which I only wan-" she stopped. Frodo was looking at her funny and edging away. "Oh stop that." She said disgustedly, and flopped down on one of the many chairs that dotted the dark interior of the hole. "I'm not going to bite you." He still looked scared. "Shoo. SHOO." She shook her hands at him. He stared at her for a moment longer then abruptly burst out laughing. After a frustrated moment, she joined him, reluctantly at first, then gladly as his infectious laughter washed over her. He walked into the kitchen, still laughing, leaving her alone to giggle pointlessly. Then she sighed. "How am I gonna do this? I'm stuck here!" She thought for a minute, then wailed. "With no cookys!"
Well, this was FUN. HA ha ha. Annoying, actually, because Niko won't do as she's told! BAD Niko! Stop insulting Frodo. *giggle* Thanks and please R&R? :)