A/N: hi ppls! wuz up? i noe its been a while.....i'm sowwy but i was busy!! i hate school, always gettin in da way of da important stuff. thanx 2 all of u who reviewed ^_^ u made my day bright & shiny cool. it's because of u dat i now post dis chapter. again thank yous go 2 reviewers(da rest may face my wrath) j/k i won't kill u or nething like dat. oh! & remember i told u i might change POV's in some chapters? dis one is gonna b in Eli's POV! well i'll end da authors notes here instead of taking up half a page@_@ hope u like dis chapter!

disclaimer: yeah, yeah, yeah, u noe da drill, i don't own LotR, go ahead, rub it in.....

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'I'm so glad that Grandpa's back! The people he brought with him seem nice, if not a bit strange. What was that Boromir guy doing anyway? They also bow a lot too....Whatever. Gramps will explain when he feels like it. I can wait', I thought as I led them into the house.

Bear, my german shepherd, was barking like crazy, standing at the kitchen entrance. I could tell he wanted to say hello to Grandpa, but was wary of the others, and was trying to get them to back off. It worked to some extent, because the little guys 'hobbits I think they called themselves' jumped when they heard and saw my huge dog barking at them, with his teeth slightly bared too.

Gimli 'was that his name?' apparently didn't appreciate the welcoming committee. How could I tell? Because he took this axe out, held it in a fighting stance, and yelled....

"Get back you stupid mutt!" Unfortunately, Bear can have a hot temper when he thinks someone in "his" house is being threatened. Guess what. He took Gimli's actions as a threat. So, being the way he was, Bear's eyes flashed and he jumped on the poor midget. I was so scared that Gimli would kill Bear, as he was obviously a warrior of some kind. So, being the way I was, I did the only thing I could think of....

"SIT, BOY!" And, you wanna know something, Bear sat....right on top of Gimli! 'Well', I thought. 'He subdued the "intruder"'. Indeed, the dog had pinned the midget to the ground and held Gimli's axe in his mouth, well out of the captive's reach. The captive, however, didn't appreciate this in the least.

"Get this dog off of me!", Gimli yelled while trying to push said dog off his chest. I couldn't help but laugh along with the others at this amusing sight. I felt bad for Gimli though, so I called Bear off.

"Bear, come", I commanded between laughs. When Bear saw that I didn't view the newcomers as threats, he stopped eyeing the rest of them evilly and calmly got up and came over to me. He refused to give the axe back though.

"All right Bear. You can't possibly use that thing", I said, pointing at the axe."So what are you going to do with it?" He looked at me, then Gimli, trotted out the back door (which was still open) and placed the weapon carefully in my back yard shed. Next, he looked pointedly at the others, their weapons, and back at the shed, clearly stating that they may be friends, but there was no way in hell that they were going to come in the house with pointy objects used for stabbing.

"Here now! What is the meaning of this?!", demanded a very peeved Gimli. I merely cocked an eyebrow and gave him a look that said 'you-seriously-can't-tell?'

"Clearly, the dog is ensuring that we don't have any obvious ways of harming his mistress", the blonde guy 'Legolas?' said. After explaining this to Gimli, he walked over to the "weaponry storage", took off his bow, empty quiver (A/N he ran out while fighting orcs remember), double swords, and placed them all next to Gimli's axe. Aragorn followed suit, with Boromir right behind. Bear let the hobbits keep their weapons. Who knows why.

"Well, now that Bear has dragged us all back outside again can we please go in?", I asked. Bear was immediately at my side to help me into the house or something. I placed my hand on his back while the everyone else followed us across the yard. That was when I remembered something. I mentally berated myself. How could I have forgotten that Alex was coming over to get help on the homework we had for that weekend.

"What's the matter my dear? You seem troubled by something", Grandpa inquired of me. 'Oh, it's nothing. Just that my best friend in the whole world is coming over soon and he's going to see all you freaky people. Then he's going to think I'm a freak (as if I'm not enough of one already).' Of course I didn't say this out loud. Instead I made up an excuse.

"It's nothing", I said, flashing him a smile. Some excuse, huh? To make matters worse, as soon as we came totally into the kitchen, I noticed that nobody was following me. The door was now closed and they were just standing in the middle of the kitchen staring at everything like they had never seen this sort of stuff before. Gramps noticed it too.

"Yes?", he asked them. The hobbits looked around and then Pippin responded. "What is this place?" I decided to answer, because if I let Grandpa explain we'd be standing here for hours. "This is my kitchen." I leaned against the counter, as I was sure they would have more questions. I swear I'm psychic. "What is that?", Boromir asked, pointing at the microwave. "That's a microwave. It heats up food so you don't always have to cook." They looked at me like I had three heads. "How is that possible?", asked Legolas and Aragorn, almost at the same time. I smiled. They reminded me of a bunch of little kids who had discovered that mommy and daddy controlled the car with a key (A/N hey i couldn't think of anything ok! and newayz it gives a cute mental picture^_^). "Electricity makes it possible", I said simply. I didn't think that they wouldn't know what electricity was. There goes the "I'm psychic" theory. "What's electricity?", Legolas asked me. Now it was my turn to stare at them like they had three heads. Instead of answering I walked over to the light switch (A/N can u tell this is gonna get really funny?) and turned on the lights. It didn't really matter, because it was almost dark anyway. Their reactions were priceless. And suddenly I was extremely grateful to Bear for making them leave their weapons in the shed. Allow me to explain....

Aragorn and Boromir reached to their waists for swords that weren't there, Legolas did a similar move only he reached for an imaginary bow and arrows, Gimli didn't reach for the axe Bear stole-he RAISED it into a fighting stance, the hobbits had their small blades out (you know, the ones that were actually there!). Grandpa and I looked at them like they had gone crazy. After all the non-hobbits realized what they were doing they looked incredibly embarrassed, and who could blame them! Just then I noticed something not quite so funny, though.

Alex was standing at the kitchen entrance staring at us.

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oh i'm so evil ^_^ i'm going not going to tell u all what happens till next chapter. ^_^ this is what happens when let a 13 year old stay up late on a friday night leaving her with chinese food, diet coke, and a bowl of chocolate ice cream ^_^* heehee how's dat 4 a cliff hanger! don't worry i'm not demanding reviews this time, tho they r always welcome. & if u do review could u tell me if there's nething i need 2 fix? i would would really appreciate it. & ur gonna get ur 4th chapter tomorrow.........NIGHT!!!! i'm gonna leave u 2 squirm till den ^_^ oh i'm so evil!