Reader: Not again! This plot is so old. When will people stop sending themselves to Middle Earth?!?!
Me: Shut up!!! *wacks reader over the head with 10 lb literature book*
Reader: *rubs head* Ow...
Me: *holds reader by the ear* Now, either you will be a good little reader and read my story and give me GOOD "honest" feedback in your review, which you will review, or I'll whack you over the head again!!!
Reader: *scurries away in fear*
Me: Now with THAT out of the way-
Legolas: You're making her run away! I pity the reader.
Me: You know blondie, I love you and all, but I'll do whatever it takes to get the reader's attention. And I still have you to put in the story! What do you think about that?
Legolas: Now I pity myself.
Me: That's what I thou-HEY!!!
Legolas: *runs away*
Me: Come back here!!! *chases after hot blonde Elf*
Legolas: *yells from distance* I resent that!!!
Me: Heehee!
~*~*~
Illora had just barely recovered from shock when she felt cold steal against her throat.
"Why did you follow me?!"
"What are you talking about? And, g-will you get that thing off my neck?!" She yelled angrily. When he didn't budge, she took the time to elbow him in the stomach, which was followed by a stomp on his foot.
"OWWW!" He howled in pain.
"Men..." She shook her head. She was dusting herself off when she noticed she had on weird clothes and a belt with a...she smiled evilly and pulled the sword out of its scabbard. The guy before her had a frightened look for second, then it disapeared.
"Do you even know how to use that?" He asked doubtfully.
"No, but I'm pretty sure it's not that hard to hit someone with it."
"You wouldn't dare..."
"Actually, I would. But before I do, you're gonna answer some questions. First off, why am I in a dress?!" Her eyes practically bored a hole through him. He threw up his hands in surrender.
"I do not know. The portal does strange things like that."
"The portal?!" Illora asked skeptically.
"Don't you remember the flashing light?" He said through his teeth. "Which you and your friends followed me through?"
"Ohhh...and what exactly is this a portal to? Another world?!" He cleared his throat.
"Yes."
"Riiight, and I suppose we're in Neverland?"
"Um, no. Try Middle Earth."
"What's that, a parallel universe?"
"Enough with the sarcasm! Strange enough I'm giving you serious answers to sarcastic questions..."
"Fine, just answer my questions."
"Middle Earth is somewhat like a parallel universe." Talking about their location caused Illora to look around at her surroundings. It was absolutely gorgeous. There was a waterfall. It caught the sunlight at just the right angles, making it shimmer and shine like diamonds. Soon she found to her amazement that they were in a valley. Emerald trees surrounded her. It wasn't like she got to see this type of thing everyday. Cities and trees didn't go together quite as well.
She had been admiring her surroundings for some time now, for 'the guy' was now clearing his throat.
"What?!" She scolded.
"Do you intend to stand here all day, or would you like for me to take you to Elrond?"
"Who's that?"
"Someone who'll keep you from killing me." He muttered. She laughed.
"You know, I think I'm beginning to like you. What's your name again?"
"Keler."
"Killer, is it?"
"No, no, no. Keler."
"Ohh, Keler. Well, I'm Illora. If I like I won't kill you."
Rachel looked around her surroundings. Where the heck was she?
"That's it! I've learned my lesson...never ask to get a drink!!! Stupid teachers, always drugging the water. First dehydration, and then the poisoning!" She cursed her science beneath her breath as she walked over to a tree. She was about to put her hands in her backpockets when she noticed something.
"Where are my pockets?!" She more or less whined. "AHH!" She screamed when she saw she was wearing a dress instead of the jeans she had on recently. Rachel shook her head and walked over to a river type of thing.
She knelt on its shore and splashed her face. "LSD, perhaps? Or maybe meth." She pinched herself and shreeked. "Well, I'm not dreaming so I must be dillusional!" She concluded. Rachel just about gotten over the part that she was in a valley type area when she saw her reflection.
"AHH!! I'd forgotten about that..." She glared at the long plain dress. Two dresses, actually. The first one that was underneath was long and green with long sleeves. The other that went over it was sleeveless and black. "Now what the heck is this?!" Her reflection showed something on her back. She reached behind and pulled it off.
"I didn't take by bow with me...and since when does it look like THIS?!" She examined both the bow and quiver of arrows that she held in her hands. "Okay, I'm officially freaked out..." She sighed and then shrugged.
"Well, I was wanting a new bow. Not to mention more arrows." She played with the bowstring, then attached an arrow to the it. She pulled back the arrow and aimed it at a tree by the water, then let go, sending the arrow whizzing past the tree she had wanted to hit.
"Uh, oh." She said. She gasped when she heard the sound that followed...
"AHHHH!!!" A nearby scream sounded. Rachel clamped her mouth over her hand.
"Oops...gotta run!" She said frantically, slinging the bow and quiver over her shoulder. She ran as fast as she could, going in the direction opposite of the lake. Rachel never did have good aim...
"Just when I thought I was beginning to grow." Delilah said miserably, looking down at her now hairy feet. "Sillia, it isn't right! First I go from short to shortER, then I big, furry, gross, feet! Then here's you, with pretty long hair and a pretty face, and you're tall!" Sillia fumbled for words. She didn't quite know how to comfort her friend. She was better at giving jokes and making fun of gullable people.
"You've got pretty curly hair!"
"And you're saying that's changed?" Delilah glared up at the tall girl before her.
"No, no, no! Not at all." She quickly said. "But you do have a neat bow and arrows. I only have daggers." She finally spat out. "And look! I have pointy ears. You don't want pointy ears, do you?"
"Well, no. Not exactly, now that ya mention it. Still! I would give anything to be TALL."
"Oh, come on, Delilah! Lighten up! We gotta go look for the others."
"Yeah, but you know what I don't get? Why we're wearing these odd dresses and stuff."
"Back to the subject of where we are...we are we?" Sillia thought thoughtfully for a second, ignoring her friend's comment. "Maybe we got abducted by space aliens and then sent to another country!" Delilah gave her a doubtful look.
"Maybe...Well, look! There's a waterfall. Do you think we could have traveled back in time to Niagra falls?" Now it was Sillia's turn to give the doubtful look. Both shrugged and began to walk again, only to be stopped by another unusual sight.
"Whoa!" Sillia stopped dead in her tracks as she looked up to see an arrow, only inches from her face, aimed between her eyes. Delilah followed suit. Except there were three other midget folk with knives, which look more or less like swords to the poor girl, pointed at her.
"Halt! You are to go no further." A tall blonde guy said.
"Um, yeah, we kind've figured that out." Delilah said nervously.
Me: Shut up!!! *wacks reader over the head with 10 lb literature book*
Reader: *rubs head* Ow...
Me: *holds reader by the ear* Now, either you will be a good little reader and read my story and give me GOOD "honest" feedback in your review, which you will review, or I'll whack you over the head again!!!
Reader: *scurries away in fear*
Me: Now with THAT out of the way-
Legolas: You're making her run away! I pity the reader.
Me: You know blondie, I love you and all, but I'll do whatever it takes to get the reader's attention. And I still have you to put in the story! What do you think about that?
Legolas: Now I pity myself.
Me: That's what I thou-HEY!!!
Legolas: *runs away*
Me: Come back here!!! *chases after hot blonde Elf*
Legolas: *yells from distance* I resent that!!!
Me: Heehee!
~*~*~
Illora had just barely recovered from shock when she felt cold steal against her throat.
"Why did you follow me?!"
"What are you talking about? And, g-will you get that thing off my neck?!" She yelled angrily. When he didn't budge, she took the time to elbow him in the stomach, which was followed by a stomp on his foot.
"OWWW!" He howled in pain.
"Men..." She shook her head. She was dusting herself off when she noticed she had on weird clothes and a belt with a...she smiled evilly and pulled the sword out of its scabbard. The guy before her had a frightened look for second, then it disapeared.
"Do you even know how to use that?" He asked doubtfully.
"No, but I'm pretty sure it's not that hard to hit someone with it."
"You wouldn't dare..."
"Actually, I would. But before I do, you're gonna answer some questions. First off, why am I in a dress?!" Her eyes practically bored a hole through him. He threw up his hands in surrender.
"I do not know. The portal does strange things like that."
"The portal?!" Illora asked skeptically.
"Don't you remember the flashing light?" He said through his teeth. "Which you and your friends followed me through?"
"Ohhh...and what exactly is this a portal to? Another world?!" He cleared his throat.
"Yes."
"Riiight, and I suppose we're in Neverland?"
"Um, no. Try Middle Earth."
"What's that, a parallel universe?"
"Enough with the sarcasm! Strange enough I'm giving you serious answers to sarcastic questions..."
"Fine, just answer my questions."
"Middle Earth is somewhat like a parallel universe." Talking about their location caused Illora to look around at her surroundings. It was absolutely gorgeous. There was a waterfall. It caught the sunlight at just the right angles, making it shimmer and shine like diamonds. Soon she found to her amazement that they were in a valley. Emerald trees surrounded her. It wasn't like she got to see this type of thing everyday. Cities and trees didn't go together quite as well.
She had been admiring her surroundings for some time now, for 'the guy' was now clearing his throat.
"What?!" She scolded.
"Do you intend to stand here all day, or would you like for me to take you to Elrond?"
"Who's that?"
"Someone who'll keep you from killing me." He muttered. She laughed.
"You know, I think I'm beginning to like you. What's your name again?"
"Keler."
"Killer, is it?"
"No, no, no. Keler."
"Ohh, Keler. Well, I'm Illora. If I like I won't kill you."
Rachel looked around her surroundings. Where the heck was she?
"That's it! I've learned my lesson...never ask to get a drink!!! Stupid teachers, always drugging the water. First dehydration, and then the poisoning!" She cursed her science beneath her breath as she walked over to a tree. She was about to put her hands in her backpockets when she noticed something.
"Where are my pockets?!" She more or less whined. "AHH!" She screamed when she saw she was wearing a dress instead of the jeans she had on recently. Rachel shook her head and walked over to a river type of thing.
She knelt on its shore and splashed her face. "LSD, perhaps? Or maybe meth." She pinched herself and shreeked. "Well, I'm not dreaming so I must be dillusional!" She concluded. Rachel just about gotten over the part that she was in a valley type area when she saw her reflection.
"AHH!! I'd forgotten about that..." She glared at the long plain dress. Two dresses, actually. The first one that was underneath was long and green with long sleeves. The other that went over it was sleeveless and black. "Now what the heck is this?!" Her reflection showed something on her back. She reached behind and pulled it off.
"I didn't take by bow with me...and since when does it look like THIS?!" She examined both the bow and quiver of arrows that she held in her hands. "Okay, I'm officially freaked out..." She sighed and then shrugged.
"Well, I was wanting a new bow. Not to mention more arrows." She played with the bowstring, then attached an arrow to the it. She pulled back the arrow and aimed it at a tree by the water, then let go, sending the arrow whizzing past the tree she had wanted to hit.
"Uh, oh." She said. She gasped when she heard the sound that followed...
"AHHHH!!!" A nearby scream sounded. Rachel clamped her mouth over her hand.
"Oops...gotta run!" She said frantically, slinging the bow and quiver over her shoulder. She ran as fast as she could, going in the direction opposite of the lake. Rachel never did have good aim...
"Just when I thought I was beginning to grow." Delilah said miserably, looking down at her now hairy feet. "Sillia, it isn't right! First I go from short to shortER, then I big, furry, gross, feet! Then here's you, with pretty long hair and a pretty face, and you're tall!" Sillia fumbled for words. She didn't quite know how to comfort her friend. She was better at giving jokes and making fun of gullable people.
"You've got pretty curly hair!"
"And you're saying that's changed?" Delilah glared up at the tall girl before her.
"No, no, no! Not at all." She quickly said. "But you do have a neat bow and arrows. I only have daggers." She finally spat out. "And look! I have pointy ears. You don't want pointy ears, do you?"
"Well, no. Not exactly, now that ya mention it. Still! I would give anything to be TALL."
"Oh, come on, Delilah! Lighten up! We gotta go look for the others."
"Yeah, but you know what I don't get? Why we're wearing these odd dresses and stuff."
"Back to the subject of where we are...we are we?" Sillia thought thoughtfully for a second, ignoring her friend's comment. "Maybe we got abducted by space aliens and then sent to another country!" Delilah gave her a doubtful look.
"Maybe...Well, look! There's a waterfall. Do you think we could have traveled back in time to Niagra falls?" Now it was Sillia's turn to give the doubtful look. Both shrugged and began to walk again, only to be stopped by another unusual sight.
"Whoa!" Sillia stopped dead in her tracks as she looked up to see an arrow, only inches from her face, aimed between her eyes. Delilah followed suit. Except there were three other midget folk with knives, which look more or less like swords to the poor girl, pointed at her.
"Halt! You are to go no further." A tall blonde guy said.
"Um, yeah, we kind've figured that out." Delilah said nervously.