Disclaimer and notes in the Prologue.
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Chapter 13B - Epilogue
"Buffy!"
"Xander, look out!"
I could hear sounds of fighting as I let out a weak moan and opened my eyes.
I found myself staring at my television, the timer on my vcr had gone off and Buffy was now playing on the screen.
With a frown, I sat up and my hair, bound in those curlers, fell onto my face.
Oh hell. It WOULD be a dream wouldn't it.
Maybe it was better that way. I mean.. that means I didn't do any damage. I didn't cause any problems. I wasn't attached to Middle Earth at all.
I sighed. "Yeah right." I swung my legs off my couch and leaned down to pick up my book, which had fallen to the floor. I touched the book and then pulled my hand back as if it had bitten me.
It wasn't the book that had me wigged.
On my right hand, I still wore my gift from Galadriel.
A silver ring, forged to look as if a small phoenix were coiled around the finger. It's eyes were two small rubies that glowed briefly before going dark.
I pursed my lips together in thought.
It WAS real.
Ring!!
I nearly screamed in surprise. Oh blessed be technology. I reached over and picked up the phone. "What?"
"Sweetie, what are you up to?" A male voice cooed.
I reached for the book again, "Eric, hey. Just waking up."
Eric made a dramatic gasp. "You mean you missed most of Buffy? Did the world freeze over?"
"Actually I was taking advantage of Legolas." I said dryly. My best friend chuckled. "Besides, it's a rerun. I just forgot to tape it first time around."
"Good. Then you should come over."
"Why?"
"Cause, honey, you need to go out and have some fun. Ricky said you looked like you were run over by a truck yesterday."
"I've had plenty of fun." I said indigently. Yeah. Right. I've watched orc battles, seen a Balrog, messed with Tolkien's story, AND kiss Legolas.
I smiled. Okay, the kiss was fun. I had never done anything like that in my life. Definitely worth it.
Eric interrupted me. "Lacey, are you listening?"
"Do I ever?"
"Cute."
"Not in this life."
"Look, you need to get out. I want to party."
"Take Kyle. He IS your boyfriend."
"He has to work. So I'm stuck with you."
I rolled my eyes. "Gee, show me the love."
"Sorry, don't swing that way."
I held back my snicker. "Look, I think I'm just going to stay in and read." I glanced at Fellowship of the Ring. My chest hurt again. I was already missing the place.
Stupid Middle Earth.
"Listen, Eric I have to go, I'm starving and I hear Chinese food in my future."
Eric laughed. "Fine fine. But if I decide to stop by to surprise you, I better not catch you watching that DVD again."
"Then don't stop by." I grinned and pushed the off button on the phone.
I stared at my ring and began to wonder..
What kind of change would Boromir cause in that world? Or would everything revert to the way it was without us Sues there?
What would have happened if I'd gotten to stay?
With a shake of my head I sat back in thought. It didn't really matter. Like every story, it had to come to an end, and that had been mine.
So I have one thought left, and this goes out to everyone who ever finds themselves as a Mary Sue.
Don't be perfect.
You never know when someone like me will pop up and ruin all your fun.
I chuckled as I grabbed my penguin pillow and watched tv. I wasn't a play thing anymore. I was me.
And that wasn't such a bad thing.
I don't care if Tolkien turns over in his grave or not. At least in one universe, Boromir lives and that's a good thing in my book.
That's my little tale. That's the end.
Have fun.
Don't slam the door on your way out.
Build your websites dedicated to hating me.
I was a Mary Sue.
And guess what?
I'd happily be one again after that experience. So if anyone is listening.. I'm available!
My smile faded. There was a loud crash from my kitchen. I jumped to my feet, sending Miss Edith (the penguin pillow) to the floor. I headed for the front door and grabbed my umbrella that hung from the hook on it.
Moving as slow as I could, I reached the kitchen, hoping that there was nothing there..
The door swung open and I dropped my umbrella in complete horror.
Boromir stood there looking completely dazed and confused. His eyes filled with recognition at the sight of me. "Lacey?"
Laughter erupted from me as I grabbed him in a fierce hug.
Guess my story isn't over completely after all.
But this arc.. Is.
Maybe I'll tell you about this one some other time.
But that's for another boring rerun filled Tuesday night.
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Chapter 13B - Epilogue
"Buffy!"
"Xander, look out!"
I could hear sounds of fighting as I let out a weak moan and opened my eyes.
I found myself staring at my television, the timer on my vcr had gone off and Buffy was now playing on the screen.
With a frown, I sat up and my hair, bound in those curlers, fell onto my face.
Oh hell. It WOULD be a dream wouldn't it.
Maybe it was better that way. I mean.. that means I didn't do any damage. I didn't cause any problems. I wasn't attached to Middle Earth at all.
I sighed. "Yeah right." I swung my legs off my couch and leaned down to pick up my book, which had fallen to the floor. I touched the book and then pulled my hand back as if it had bitten me.
It wasn't the book that had me wigged.
On my right hand, I still wore my gift from Galadriel.
A silver ring, forged to look as if a small phoenix were coiled around the finger. It's eyes were two small rubies that glowed briefly before going dark.
I pursed my lips together in thought.
It WAS real.
Ring!!
I nearly screamed in surprise. Oh blessed be technology. I reached over and picked up the phone. "What?"
"Sweetie, what are you up to?" A male voice cooed.
I reached for the book again, "Eric, hey. Just waking up."
Eric made a dramatic gasp. "You mean you missed most of Buffy? Did the world freeze over?"
"Actually I was taking advantage of Legolas." I said dryly. My best friend chuckled. "Besides, it's a rerun. I just forgot to tape it first time around."
"Good. Then you should come over."
"Why?"
"Cause, honey, you need to go out and have some fun. Ricky said you looked like you were run over by a truck yesterday."
"I've had plenty of fun." I said indigently. Yeah. Right. I've watched orc battles, seen a Balrog, messed with Tolkien's story, AND kiss Legolas.
I smiled. Okay, the kiss was fun. I had never done anything like that in my life. Definitely worth it.
Eric interrupted me. "Lacey, are you listening?"
"Do I ever?"
"Cute."
"Not in this life."
"Look, you need to get out. I want to party."
"Take Kyle. He IS your boyfriend."
"He has to work. So I'm stuck with you."
I rolled my eyes. "Gee, show me the love."
"Sorry, don't swing that way."
I held back my snicker. "Look, I think I'm just going to stay in and read." I glanced at Fellowship of the Ring. My chest hurt again. I was already missing the place.
Stupid Middle Earth.
"Listen, Eric I have to go, I'm starving and I hear Chinese food in my future."
Eric laughed. "Fine fine. But if I decide to stop by to surprise you, I better not catch you watching that DVD again."
"Then don't stop by." I grinned and pushed the off button on the phone.
I stared at my ring and began to wonder..
What kind of change would Boromir cause in that world? Or would everything revert to the way it was without us Sues there?
What would have happened if I'd gotten to stay?
With a shake of my head I sat back in thought. It didn't really matter. Like every story, it had to come to an end, and that had been mine.
So I have one thought left, and this goes out to everyone who ever finds themselves as a Mary Sue.
Don't be perfect.
You never know when someone like me will pop up and ruin all your fun.
I chuckled as I grabbed my penguin pillow and watched tv. I wasn't a play thing anymore. I was me.
And that wasn't such a bad thing.
I don't care if Tolkien turns over in his grave or not. At least in one universe, Boromir lives and that's a good thing in my book.
That's my little tale. That's the end.
Have fun.
Don't slam the door on your way out.
Build your websites dedicated to hating me.
I was a Mary Sue.
And guess what?
I'd happily be one again after that experience. So if anyone is listening.. I'm available!
My smile faded. There was a loud crash from my kitchen. I jumped to my feet, sending Miss Edith (the penguin pillow) to the floor. I headed for the front door and grabbed my umbrella that hung from the hook on it.
Moving as slow as I could, I reached the kitchen, hoping that there was nothing there..
The door swung open and I dropped my umbrella in complete horror.
Boromir stood there looking completely dazed and confused. His eyes filled with recognition at the sight of me. "Lacey?"
Laughter erupted from me as I grabbed him in a fierce hug.
Guess my story isn't over completely after all.
But this arc.. Is.
Maybe I'll tell you about this one some other time.
But that's for another boring rerun filled Tuesday night.