THE SPELLS GONE WRONG SERIES
No. 2
Hobbits, Toys, and the Boy That Binds Them
As the title shall indicate, this is #2 in the SGW Series. It is a tad. no, it's way bizarre. Read at your own risk! (although I would advise it, it is funny) As is required, I must say that I do not own them or profit from them. (I'm getting sick of constantly writing that!) Okay, I'll stop now. Read on, brave soul!
CHAPTER 1
"Gandalf, come on now," Merry whined. "I want to stop. My feet are tired."
"Mine too," Pippin spoke up.
"Fine," the wizard sighed. "We will stop up near this alcove." The hobbits all sighed relief.
When they stopped, Gandalf sat down a little ways apart. Pippin and Merry, for as much as their feet had bothered them, began horsing around.
Frodo and Sam were sitting near Gandalf and Gimli. Legolas was sitting with Aragorn and Boromir, watching Merry and Pippin.
The two young hobbits began shoving eachother. Trying to escape, Pippin stumbled over a rock and hit Gandalf's staff. A light erupted and flashed brilliantly before receding again.
"Aragorn!" Boromir's voice shouted. "Aragorn!"
Aragorn opened his eyes and looked around. The place he found himself in was truly strange. There was a bed in the center of this room. Next to it was a small wooden desk. He turned his head and saw nothing but non- living figures.
His limbs felt stiff and immovable.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He whirled around and stood face-to-face with one of the life-less people figures. It was a woman with a smile plastered on her face and blond hair that was knotted on top of her head. She had an unbelievable figure. "Sorry, miss," he said.
"Aragorn," the woman said.
"Do I know you?" Aragorn asked.
"It's me, Dunadan!"
Aragorn's mouth dropped. "Legolas?" he asked.
"Yes, Legolas," the woman said. "Who else would I be?"
"You look like a woman," Aragorn said.
"What?" Legolas asked, bewildered. "What are you talking about?"
Aragorn couldn't help but smile. "You look like female."
"This isn't funny, Aragorn," Legolas said, putting his hands on his shapely hips. All of a sudden he made a face and looked down. He screamed. "Why am I wearing a dress?"
He tried to scan himself even better. "I am a woman!"
"Since when did Legolas become a woman?" they heard Boromir's voice. "Aragorn, you didn't answer me."
Aragorn swiveled his head. "Boromir, where are you?"
"I'm right here! Turn around!" Boromir said impatiently.
Aragorn turned around. He didn't see Boromir. All that was in front of him was a coiled metal spring-looking item.
"All I see is some form of coiled steel or something," Aragorn said. "Wait, are you the piece of wound up steel?"
"What in the name of Gondor are you talking about?" Boromir's voice asked. "And why are you dressed like that?"
Aragorn made a face. "Dressed like what?" he looked down and surveyed his clothes. They were a green muddled color and he had on heavy boots. He felt his head and knocked off a large and heavy round hat. Strapped to his back was a large weapon of sorts. "What am I wearing?" he asked himself.
"Look at this!" Legolas said. He bent over and showed off long and slender legs.
"Oh my!" Boromir's voice exclaimed. "Legolas! What happened to you? You're a girl!"
Legolas straightened up. "Yes, okay, I'm a girl. It's not as if I asked Galadriel to do this to me. It just happened! According to this, I am known as Super-model Bar-bie. Whatever that is."
"How do you know?" Aragorn asked, walking over to Legolas.
"There's this box looking thing with my picture on it. Or at least, of what I think I look like."
Aragorn scanned the box that was sitting in a large, circular bin. He noticed something else. Another box.
"Hey, Aragorn," Legolas waved his hand. "This one looks like you! I believe you are called a G.I. Joe?"
"G.I. Joe," Aragorn repeated. "Anything that looks like that spring thing?"
"I'm looking," Legolas said.
Suddenly, a door flew open and a boy ran in. The boy was huge! His head was a mass of blond curls. "I'm just looking for my slinky, mom!" he shouted. "There it is!" He reached over and picked up the coiled metal.
"What are you doing?" Boromir's voice said, startled.
The boy looked around, startled himself. "Who said that?" he asked.
"Put me down!" Boromir shouted.
The boy squealed and dropped the slinky. "Mom! My slinky yelled at me!" He rushed out the door.
Aragorn and Legolas peered down from their high platform at "Boromir" sitting on the ground.
"Boromir!" Aragorn called down. "We found out what you are called!"
"A slinky!" Legolas nodded.
"That sure helps me!" Boromir growled.
The other two looked at each other.
"Aragorn!" Frodo called happily.
The Ranger turned around to find a boy dressed in tight blue pants with knee-high, pointy boots and a striped shirt with a piece of cloth around his neck. He also wore a strange hat. Beside him stood a horse.
"Frodo?" Aragorn asked. "Which one are you?"
"He's the boy," the horse said. Its voice was that of Samwise Gamgee. "I'm the horse."
Legolas snickered. "Now all that we're missing is Merry, Pippin, and Gimli, then Gandalf."
"Did Gandalf shrink us again?" Frodo asked.
"Not exactly," Aragorn said. "I think something else happened."
"Wheeeeheeeehheeee!" a voice shrilled in excitement.
The others all ran to the edge. They knew what that voice meant. Pippin. And it sounded like he was having fun. That meant only one thing: disaster.
They looked over the opposite edge. Below them, some odd sort of horse was racing around a circular track. It was shiny and red. There was another that was blue.
"You'll never beat me!" Merry's voice taunted.
"You are soooo going down, Merry!" Pippin called back. The red car speeded up and rammed into the blue car.
"Why did you do that?" Merry yelled.
The blue car swerved and collided with the red one. The scarlet horse went sailing through the air.
"Whoooohooo," Pippin whooped.
The car slid across the platform that the rest of the group was standing on and crashed into a small tub, causing it to fall and send multicolored pieces scattering.
One of the pieces that was in the shape of a person suddenly jumped up. "Aragorn!" the piece called.
"Gimli!" the others shouted and ran over to him. Frodo bent down and read the side of the tub. "Legos," he said aloud. "Gimli is a Lego!"
"What's a Lego?" Sam asked.
"You act like I know!" Aragorn huffed.
"Aragorn!" Boromir hailed. "Was it just me or did I hear Pippin whooping and hollering in glee? Keep an eye out, that can only mean disaster is bound to happen."
"We found Gimli!" Legolas shouted down.
"Where's Boromir?" Frodo asked.
Legolas and Aragorn pointed downwards. "Down there," they said together.
Sam and Frodo and Gimli all leaned over and peered down at the circle of metal sitting calmly on the floor.
The door opened again. The boy returned, pulling a woman behind him. "But mom!" the child protested. "It talked to me! Maybe we should take it to Pastor Tate. So he can ecperprise it!"
"You mean exorcize?" the mom asked. "I don't think that's necessary, hun." She bent down and picked up the slinky. "See? It's not talking. It was just your imagination."
With a smile, she set Boromir back on the desk. "Now come on, dinner is ready. And after that, you're going to pick up this room. We're going to grandma's tomorrow. And that is the last time I allow you to watch that movie!" She set a hand on his head and led him back out, closing the door behind herself.
"Boromir!" Gimli grunted.
"What?" Boromir asked.
"Excuse me!" Merry's voice shouted.
With sighs, everyone ran over to where they had seen the weird horses before. The blue one had stopped.
"How am I supposed to get up there?" Merry asked.
"I say that that is your problem!" the red car shouted back down. "That's what you get for shoving me off!"
"Come now, Pip," Merry groaned. "Can't you forgive an old friend?"
"But you're not old!" Pippin laughed.
"You know what I mean, Pippin!"
"How do we get Merry up here?" Sam asked.
"We could form a chain," Aragorn suggested. "Here, I'll hold on to Boromir." He grabbed onto one of the coils then shoved Boromir off the edge. The slinky stretched down and reached the floor.
Legolas looked down curiously. "That was unexpected!" "Okay, so Boromir can reach," Frodo said. "But how is Merry going to grab hold of him?"
"Legolas," Pippin said, peering over the edge, or at least eversomuch as a car can peer. "You can climb down Boromir and help Merry."
"In a dress?" Legolas asked.
"You're resourceful," Pippin said.
Grumbling, Legolas climbed down. When he reached the bottom, he helped wedge Merry into one of the coils. "You better not have been looking up my dress!" he muttered to the car. Then he himself grabbed onto one. "Alright! Pull us up!"
With help from Frodo and Sam's teeth, they managed to haul up their three comrades.
"That hurt!" Boromir complained.
"So now all we need to do is find Gandalf," Merry said. He inched forward a little then back again.
"Aragorn! I'm over here!" the wizard's voice called.
TBC.
As the title shall indicate, this is #2 in the SGW Series. It is a tad. no, it's way bizarre. Read at your own risk! (although I would advise it, it is funny) As is required, I must say that I do not own them or profit from them. (I'm getting sick of constantly writing that!) Okay, I'll stop now. Read on, brave soul!
CHAPTER 1
"Gandalf, come on now," Merry whined. "I want to stop. My feet are tired."
"Mine too," Pippin spoke up.
"Fine," the wizard sighed. "We will stop up near this alcove." The hobbits all sighed relief.
When they stopped, Gandalf sat down a little ways apart. Pippin and Merry, for as much as their feet had bothered them, began horsing around.
Frodo and Sam were sitting near Gandalf and Gimli. Legolas was sitting with Aragorn and Boromir, watching Merry and Pippin.
The two young hobbits began shoving eachother. Trying to escape, Pippin stumbled over a rock and hit Gandalf's staff. A light erupted and flashed brilliantly before receding again.
"Aragorn!" Boromir's voice shouted. "Aragorn!"
Aragorn opened his eyes and looked around. The place he found himself in was truly strange. There was a bed in the center of this room. Next to it was a small wooden desk. He turned his head and saw nothing but non- living figures.
His limbs felt stiff and immovable.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He whirled around and stood face-to-face with one of the life-less people figures. It was a woman with a smile plastered on her face and blond hair that was knotted on top of her head. She had an unbelievable figure. "Sorry, miss," he said.
"Aragorn," the woman said.
"Do I know you?" Aragorn asked.
"It's me, Dunadan!"
Aragorn's mouth dropped. "Legolas?" he asked.
"Yes, Legolas," the woman said. "Who else would I be?"
"You look like a woman," Aragorn said.
"What?" Legolas asked, bewildered. "What are you talking about?"
Aragorn couldn't help but smile. "You look like female."
"This isn't funny, Aragorn," Legolas said, putting his hands on his shapely hips. All of a sudden he made a face and looked down. He screamed. "Why am I wearing a dress?"
He tried to scan himself even better. "I am a woman!"
"Since when did Legolas become a woman?" they heard Boromir's voice. "Aragorn, you didn't answer me."
Aragorn swiveled his head. "Boromir, where are you?"
"I'm right here! Turn around!" Boromir said impatiently.
Aragorn turned around. He didn't see Boromir. All that was in front of him was a coiled metal spring-looking item.
"All I see is some form of coiled steel or something," Aragorn said. "Wait, are you the piece of wound up steel?"
"What in the name of Gondor are you talking about?" Boromir's voice asked. "And why are you dressed like that?"
Aragorn made a face. "Dressed like what?" he looked down and surveyed his clothes. They were a green muddled color and he had on heavy boots. He felt his head and knocked off a large and heavy round hat. Strapped to his back was a large weapon of sorts. "What am I wearing?" he asked himself.
"Look at this!" Legolas said. He bent over and showed off long and slender legs.
"Oh my!" Boromir's voice exclaimed. "Legolas! What happened to you? You're a girl!"
Legolas straightened up. "Yes, okay, I'm a girl. It's not as if I asked Galadriel to do this to me. It just happened! According to this, I am known as Super-model Bar-bie. Whatever that is."
"How do you know?" Aragorn asked, walking over to Legolas.
"There's this box looking thing with my picture on it. Or at least, of what I think I look like."
Aragorn scanned the box that was sitting in a large, circular bin. He noticed something else. Another box.
"Hey, Aragorn," Legolas waved his hand. "This one looks like you! I believe you are called a G.I. Joe?"
"G.I. Joe," Aragorn repeated. "Anything that looks like that spring thing?"
"I'm looking," Legolas said.
Suddenly, a door flew open and a boy ran in. The boy was huge! His head was a mass of blond curls. "I'm just looking for my slinky, mom!" he shouted. "There it is!" He reached over and picked up the coiled metal.
"What are you doing?" Boromir's voice said, startled.
The boy looked around, startled himself. "Who said that?" he asked.
"Put me down!" Boromir shouted.
The boy squealed and dropped the slinky. "Mom! My slinky yelled at me!" He rushed out the door.
Aragorn and Legolas peered down from their high platform at "Boromir" sitting on the ground.
"Boromir!" Aragorn called down. "We found out what you are called!"
"A slinky!" Legolas nodded.
"That sure helps me!" Boromir growled.
The other two looked at each other.
"Aragorn!" Frodo called happily.
The Ranger turned around to find a boy dressed in tight blue pants with knee-high, pointy boots and a striped shirt with a piece of cloth around his neck. He also wore a strange hat. Beside him stood a horse.
"Frodo?" Aragorn asked. "Which one are you?"
"He's the boy," the horse said. Its voice was that of Samwise Gamgee. "I'm the horse."
Legolas snickered. "Now all that we're missing is Merry, Pippin, and Gimli, then Gandalf."
"Did Gandalf shrink us again?" Frodo asked.
"Not exactly," Aragorn said. "I think something else happened."
"Wheeeeheeeehheeee!" a voice shrilled in excitement.
The others all ran to the edge. They knew what that voice meant. Pippin. And it sounded like he was having fun. That meant only one thing: disaster.
They looked over the opposite edge. Below them, some odd sort of horse was racing around a circular track. It was shiny and red. There was another that was blue.
"You'll never beat me!" Merry's voice taunted.
"You are soooo going down, Merry!" Pippin called back. The red car speeded up and rammed into the blue car.
"Why did you do that?" Merry yelled.
The blue car swerved and collided with the red one. The scarlet horse went sailing through the air.
"Whoooohooo," Pippin whooped.
The car slid across the platform that the rest of the group was standing on and crashed into a small tub, causing it to fall and send multicolored pieces scattering.
One of the pieces that was in the shape of a person suddenly jumped up. "Aragorn!" the piece called.
"Gimli!" the others shouted and ran over to him. Frodo bent down and read the side of the tub. "Legos," he said aloud. "Gimli is a Lego!"
"What's a Lego?" Sam asked.
"You act like I know!" Aragorn huffed.
"Aragorn!" Boromir hailed. "Was it just me or did I hear Pippin whooping and hollering in glee? Keep an eye out, that can only mean disaster is bound to happen."
"We found Gimli!" Legolas shouted down.
"Where's Boromir?" Frodo asked.
Legolas and Aragorn pointed downwards. "Down there," they said together.
Sam and Frodo and Gimli all leaned over and peered down at the circle of metal sitting calmly on the floor.
The door opened again. The boy returned, pulling a woman behind him. "But mom!" the child protested. "It talked to me! Maybe we should take it to Pastor Tate. So he can ecperprise it!"
"You mean exorcize?" the mom asked. "I don't think that's necessary, hun." She bent down and picked up the slinky. "See? It's not talking. It was just your imagination."
With a smile, she set Boromir back on the desk. "Now come on, dinner is ready. And after that, you're going to pick up this room. We're going to grandma's tomorrow. And that is the last time I allow you to watch that movie!" She set a hand on his head and led him back out, closing the door behind herself.
"Boromir!" Gimli grunted.
"What?" Boromir asked.
"Excuse me!" Merry's voice shouted.
With sighs, everyone ran over to where they had seen the weird horses before. The blue one had stopped.
"How am I supposed to get up there?" Merry asked.
"I say that that is your problem!" the red car shouted back down. "That's what you get for shoving me off!"
"Come now, Pip," Merry groaned. "Can't you forgive an old friend?"
"But you're not old!" Pippin laughed.
"You know what I mean, Pippin!"
"How do we get Merry up here?" Sam asked.
"We could form a chain," Aragorn suggested. "Here, I'll hold on to Boromir." He grabbed onto one of the coils then shoved Boromir off the edge. The slinky stretched down and reached the floor.
Legolas looked down curiously. "That was unexpected!" "Okay, so Boromir can reach," Frodo said. "But how is Merry going to grab hold of him?"
"Legolas," Pippin said, peering over the edge, or at least eversomuch as a car can peer. "You can climb down Boromir and help Merry."
"In a dress?" Legolas asked.
"You're resourceful," Pippin said.
Grumbling, Legolas climbed down. When he reached the bottom, he helped wedge Merry into one of the coils. "You better not have been looking up my dress!" he muttered to the car. Then he himself grabbed onto one. "Alright! Pull us up!"
With help from Frodo and Sam's teeth, they managed to haul up their three comrades.
"That hurt!" Boromir complained.
"So now all we need to do is find Gandalf," Merry said. He inched forward a little then back again.
"Aragorn! I'm over here!" the wizard's voice called.
TBC.