THE SPELLS GONE WRONG SERIES
No. 2
Hobbits, Toys, and the Boy That Binds Them
CHAPTER 2
"Are you going to help me out of here or not?" Gandalf growled.
Aragorn scratched his head as he poked the filmy plastic that was between him and the wizard. "I don't know how!" Aragorn said, baffled.
Legolas was smoothing his hair while Frodo played with his hat.
Sam had his head lowered and he was sniffing Merry and Pippin curiously. Boromir sat calmly beside Aragorn.
Gandalf looked like he always did: a long gray robe, a tall pointy hat, a long beard, and a staff. But he literally remained immovable. And a transparent, plastic film separated him from the outside. The box was green and had a picture of Gandalf in one of the corners with his name.
Aragorn poked it again. "I just don't understand it, Gandalf. I really don't know how to get you out."
"Well why don't you find a way?" Gandalf muttered.
Aragorn folded his arms across her chest. "Well, if you're going to act like that. maybe I won't help you at all."
"Aragorn," the wizard sighed. "I apologize. I am just frustrated, that is all."
"Maybe you could climb up on top and pry the lid off," Pippin suggested.
Aragorn turned around to face the red car. "Pippin, do you recall what happened to me last time you suggested that I do something?"
"What are you talking about?" Pippin asked. "I'm innocent. I was framed!"
Legolas laughed as he straightened the straps of his dress. "You know, the longer I wear this, the more comfortable I become."
Aragorn made a face. "Legolas, please stay at least four feet away from me from now on."
Legolas looked offended. "Just because you cannot understand my hidden feminine tendencies, that doesn't mean you must shun them."
Aragorn blinked once, then took a big step backwards.
Legolas smiled and fluttered his long lashes. He sidled over to Aragorn. "Don't you like me, Aragorn?" he asked bashfully.
"Somebody please keep him away from me!" Aragorn ordered.
"Legolas!" Gandalf said from inside the package. "Stop it."
Legolas turned on his heel, flipping his hair over his shoulder. "I don't need to put up with this! I'm Supermodel Barbie!"
Pippin and Merry laughed.
"I'll give him this: he isn't ugly," Merry said.
"Euwwww!" Aragorn hopped up and down. "You people are sick!" Pippin and Merry laughed again.
"Of course," Legolas smiled. "I'm gorgeous."
"This conversation is becoming a little too odd for my taste," Boromir said blandly.
"I will not argue with you," Gimli was sitting against the box.
"Aragorn, will you just take the young Took's suggestion?" Gandalf sighed impatiently.
"Alright, fine," Aragorn threw up his hands. "But if something happens to me, I am blaming you! Sam, help me!"
Sam trotted over to the Ranger. "Right here, Aragorn."
Aragorn clambered onto Sam's back and pulled himself up onto the top of the box which wavered underneath his feet. He had to throw out his arms to keep his balance. Cautiously, he kneeled down and tried to pull up the lid. He yanked hard.
The box fell forward and sent Aragorn flying off of the top. He rolled along the bit of desk than toppled off of it and landed with a thud on the floor below.
"Ow!" Gandalf exclaimed. For the box had fallen face first.
Pippin and Merry wheeled around.
"Pippin!" Aragorn shouted up.
"Excuse me!" Pippin shouted back. "You said that you would blame it on Gandalf!"
"Gandalf!" Aragorn corrected.
"Sorry, Aragorn," came the muffled reply.
Legolas leaned forward. "Are you okay, Aragorn?"
Aragorn slapped a hand over his eyes and held up the other one. "Legolas, please do not lean forward like that! It is just disturbing."
Legolas made a confused face and looked down. "Oh," he said and looked back up with a smile. He placed a hand over the top of his shirt and sat back up. "Sorry."
Aragorn nodded slightly. "Just, don't do it again."
The door flew open again and the boy shot into the room. "Alright, mom!" He took a step towards the desk.
CRUNCH!
TBC.. (hehe evil ending!) CRUNCH is bad!
CHAPTER 2
"Are you going to help me out of here or not?" Gandalf growled.
Aragorn scratched his head as he poked the filmy plastic that was between him and the wizard. "I don't know how!" Aragorn said, baffled.
Legolas was smoothing his hair while Frodo played with his hat.
Sam had his head lowered and he was sniffing Merry and Pippin curiously. Boromir sat calmly beside Aragorn.
Gandalf looked like he always did: a long gray robe, a tall pointy hat, a long beard, and a staff. But he literally remained immovable. And a transparent, plastic film separated him from the outside. The box was green and had a picture of Gandalf in one of the corners with his name.
Aragorn poked it again. "I just don't understand it, Gandalf. I really don't know how to get you out."
"Well why don't you find a way?" Gandalf muttered.
Aragorn folded his arms across her chest. "Well, if you're going to act like that. maybe I won't help you at all."
"Aragorn," the wizard sighed. "I apologize. I am just frustrated, that is all."
"Maybe you could climb up on top and pry the lid off," Pippin suggested.
Aragorn turned around to face the red car. "Pippin, do you recall what happened to me last time you suggested that I do something?"
"What are you talking about?" Pippin asked. "I'm innocent. I was framed!"
Legolas laughed as he straightened the straps of his dress. "You know, the longer I wear this, the more comfortable I become."
Aragorn made a face. "Legolas, please stay at least four feet away from me from now on."
Legolas looked offended. "Just because you cannot understand my hidden feminine tendencies, that doesn't mean you must shun them."
Aragorn blinked once, then took a big step backwards.
Legolas smiled and fluttered his long lashes. He sidled over to Aragorn. "Don't you like me, Aragorn?" he asked bashfully.
"Somebody please keep him away from me!" Aragorn ordered.
"Legolas!" Gandalf said from inside the package. "Stop it."
Legolas turned on his heel, flipping his hair over his shoulder. "I don't need to put up with this! I'm Supermodel Barbie!"
Pippin and Merry laughed.
"I'll give him this: he isn't ugly," Merry said.
"Euwwww!" Aragorn hopped up and down. "You people are sick!" Pippin and Merry laughed again.
"Of course," Legolas smiled. "I'm gorgeous."
"This conversation is becoming a little too odd for my taste," Boromir said blandly.
"I will not argue with you," Gimli was sitting against the box.
"Aragorn, will you just take the young Took's suggestion?" Gandalf sighed impatiently.
"Alright, fine," Aragorn threw up his hands. "But if something happens to me, I am blaming you! Sam, help me!"
Sam trotted over to the Ranger. "Right here, Aragorn."
Aragorn clambered onto Sam's back and pulled himself up onto the top of the box which wavered underneath his feet. He had to throw out his arms to keep his balance. Cautiously, he kneeled down and tried to pull up the lid. He yanked hard.
The box fell forward and sent Aragorn flying off of the top. He rolled along the bit of desk than toppled off of it and landed with a thud on the floor below.
"Ow!" Gandalf exclaimed. For the box had fallen face first.
Pippin and Merry wheeled around.
"Pippin!" Aragorn shouted up.
"Excuse me!" Pippin shouted back. "You said that you would blame it on Gandalf!"
"Gandalf!" Aragorn corrected.
"Sorry, Aragorn," came the muffled reply.
Legolas leaned forward. "Are you okay, Aragorn?"
Aragorn slapped a hand over his eyes and held up the other one. "Legolas, please do not lean forward like that! It is just disturbing."
Legolas made a confused face and looked down. "Oh," he said and looked back up with a smile. He placed a hand over the top of his shirt and sat back up. "Sorry."
Aragorn nodded slightly. "Just, don't do it again."
The door flew open again and the boy shot into the room. "Alright, mom!" He took a step towards the desk.
CRUNCH!
TBC.. (hehe evil ending!) CRUNCH is bad!