I feel so lov-ed! I have a review! *Hands out lollipop to reviewer*I'll
continue writing with or without reviews, but reviews make me happy.
Squeeeee!Just like sugar! And the **, you can't hear them, they're Missy's
thoughts.
Amazingly (or maybe not), we are in my bedroom. It's really, really cramped 'cause Gandalf brought the bed too. Thank goodness for that, I'd really hate to explain to my mum that my bed was in Middle Earth because of a stoned wizard! I can hear Missy snarling under the bed. Basically, we are are all on top of the bed in a heap with Gandalf on the bottom. The non- stoned Fellowship members get off me really quickly and try and stand around the bed. I sit on the bed next to Gandalf, who is still giggling and going 'whoops!'
"Where are we now?" Asks Frodo.
"My bedroom! I'm home!" The non-stoned Fellowship members all blush. I can see that at least Boromir and Legolas are standing on my clothes, which contain underwear. I like things where I can see them, k? "Boromir and Legolas, I hate to inform you of this, but you're standing on my clothes." They blush even redder and try to get off them. Wheeee! Blushing Elf! Ahhhh, mary sue thoughts! I bang my head against my copy of the Hobbit, which is hard cover.
"Excuse me, but what is that?" Legolas asks reaching for the book.
"This?" I wave my book, "This is one of the books about Middle Earth. It's called the Hobbit, and it's about Bilbo Baggins and the dragon, Smaugh and the dwarves and Gandalf. You can read it if you like, 'cause it's in the past. But you can't read the Lord of the Rings, cause that's in your future." I lower my voice and mutter, "At least I hope that's in your future."
By now, Frodo is staring at my bookcase and running his hands longingly over the spines of the books. "You must be very rich, to own so many books. Why, I think even Bilbo didn't have so many and he collected them."
"I'm not rich, books are cheap here. I can buy a book, for an amount of money that wouldn't even equal an hour's work. Which reminds me, no magic here, which means no Elves, no Hobbits, no dwarves and definetly no wizards. And no Orcs, Wargs, goblins or evil Dark Lords like Sauron. We learnt how to do things without magic, and everyone can use them if they know how. For example," I turn on my stereo, and the Fellowsip try to step away from the music. "This is a stereo. It has a thing called an antenna in it, which catches radio waves which are invisible inaudible sound waves that pass through the air. It's all based on electricity. And don't, whatever you do, mention magic. This is a world of Men, and Men are good at science, which means magic doesn't work here and we don't believe in it. At least, we can't do it."
By now Gandalf has stopped giggling and is sitting up holding his head. "What the ...Where am I?"
I am really annoyed at this wizard now. "Where we are is in my bedroom, which is not in Middle Earth. You were stoned, and brought me to Middle Earth, and then you brought me back here with the rest of the Fellowship." Legolas lets out an anguished scream as Missy bites him again.
*Blood! Elf tastes good, wonder what Hobbit tastes like?* Missy lets go and lunges for Merry. He screams too.*Not as good as Elf. Mmmmm, Elf!* I detach Missy again, and put her harness and leash on.
"Who's hungry? I know I am! And I bet Missy is, aren't you, you beautiful girl!"
The Fellowship: o.0
I squeeze between Aragorn and Sam and try to open the door. Thankfully, it opens outwards. "Follow me, I will find food. You know, you guys are really lucky that I'm the only one home, because of my exams. I had no tests at school today, which meant I could stay home." I continue saying as I lead the confused Fellowship down the corridor to the kitchen. It's a one storey surburban house, k? Gandalf is still clutching his head.
The Fellowship is really confused by now, and the wizard that got them here has a headache! Continue reading for more random Missy attacks. I don't really hate Legolas, I just thought it'd be funny if the cat tried to eat him. And you've got to admit that it's interesting. Also, a 20+ page serious story I was writing didn't save properly, and wiped itself. So much frustration right now!! So much rage!!! So I deleted 'A story of a battlemaid' off the website. AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! So much angst, and writer's block! Oh well, I'll rewrite it in a few weeks. *Does a cheerleader dance* Go and see my other story, it's all mine, all mine, it's called Myderelle, the Elven Princess...I think so anyway. Oh well, just R+R please. *MMMM, BLLLOOODDD* Missy, get down off the keyboard, like the good cat you are! See youse all next time! *waves frantically*
Amazingly (or maybe not), we are in my bedroom. It's really, really cramped 'cause Gandalf brought the bed too. Thank goodness for that, I'd really hate to explain to my mum that my bed was in Middle Earth because of a stoned wizard! I can hear Missy snarling under the bed. Basically, we are are all on top of the bed in a heap with Gandalf on the bottom. The non- stoned Fellowship members get off me really quickly and try and stand around the bed. I sit on the bed next to Gandalf, who is still giggling and going 'whoops!'
"Where are we now?" Asks Frodo.
"My bedroom! I'm home!" The non-stoned Fellowship members all blush. I can see that at least Boromir and Legolas are standing on my clothes, which contain underwear. I like things where I can see them, k? "Boromir and Legolas, I hate to inform you of this, but you're standing on my clothes." They blush even redder and try to get off them. Wheeee! Blushing Elf! Ahhhh, mary sue thoughts! I bang my head against my copy of the Hobbit, which is hard cover.
"Excuse me, but what is that?" Legolas asks reaching for the book.
"This?" I wave my book, "This is one of the books about Middle Earth. It's called the Hobbit, and it's about Bilbo Baggins and the dragon, Smaugh and the dwarves and Gandalf. You can read it if you like, 'cause it's in the past. But you can't read the Lord of the Rings, cause that's in your future." I lower my voice and mutter, "At least I hope that's in your future."
By now, Frodo is staring at my bookcase and running his hands longingly over the spines of the books. "You must be very rich, to own so many books. Why, I think even Bilbo didn't have so many and he collected them."
"I'm not rich, books are cheap here. I can buy a book, for an amount of money that wouldn't even equal an hour's work. Which reminds me, no magic here, which means no Elves, no Hobbits, no dwarves and definetly no wizards. And no Orcs, Wargs, goblins or evil Dark Lords like Sauron. We learnt how to do things without magic, and everyone can use them if they know how. For example," I turn on my stereo, and the Fellowsip try to step away from the music. "This is a stereo. It has a thing called an antenna in it, which catches radio waves which are invisible inaudible sound waves that pass through the air. It's all based on electricity. And don't, whatever you do, mention magic. This is a world of Men, and Men are good at science, which means magic doesn't work here and we don't believe in it. At least, we can't do it."
By now Gandalf has stopped giggling and is sitting up holding his head. "What the ...Where am I?"
I am really annoyed at this wizard now. "Where we are is in my bedroom, which is not in Middle Earth. You were stoned, and brought me to Middle Earth, and then you brought me back here with the rest of the Fellowship." Legolas lets out an anguished scream as Missy bites him again.
*Blood! Elf tastes good, wonder what Hobbit tastes like?* Missy lets go and lunges for Merry. He screams too.*Not as good as Elf. Mmmmm, Elf!* I detach Missy again, and put her harness and leash on.
"Who's hungry? I know I am! And I bet Missy is, aren't you, you beautiful girl!"
The Fellowship: o.0
I squeeze between Aragorn and Sam and try to open the door. Thankfully, it opens outwards. "Follow me, I will find food. You know, you guys are really lucky that I'm the only one home, because of my exams. I had no tests at school today, which meant I could stay home." I continue saying as I lead the confused Fellowship down the corridor to the kitchen. It's a one storey surburban house, k? Gandalf is still clutching his head.
The Fellowship is really confused by now, and the wizard that got them here has a headache! Continue reading for more random Missy attacks. I don't really hate Legolas, I just thought it'd be funny if the cat tried to eat him. And you've got to admit that it's interesting. Also, a 20+ page serious story I was writing didn't save properly, and wiped itself. So much frustration right now!! So much rage!!! So I deleted 'A story of a battlemaid' off the website. AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! So much angst, and writer's block! Oh well, I'll rewrite it in a few weeks. *Does a cheerleader dance* Go and see my other story, it's all mine, all mine, it's called Myderelle, the Elven Princess...I think so anyway. Oh well, just R+R please. *MMMM, BLLLOOODDD* Missy, get down off the keyboard, like the good cat you are! See youse all next time! *waves frantically*