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All right, sorry I haven't updated in a while. Christmas stuff- you know that I can get busy. ANYWAYS, I'd like to give the hugest thank you to all my reviewers!!! I cannot tell you all how much it means to have such kind comments left for me. When I get a nice review it completely makes my day a good one, and I have nothing but appreciation and admiration for all of you!!! You are my heroes!!!!
What's a hobbit doing in my room?
No, I am not smart. In fact, I'd say I'm pretty stupid. At least I was stupid when I told Merry and Pippin about how I knew about their quest. But the utmost biggest, stupidest moment I had was when I showed the Hobbits the movie. Merry had dealt with the concept of the television, by far better than Pippin, who blushed as he realized this. I cringe just thinking about how they had screamed and cried- how they had hidden behind the couch, but refused to let me turn it off. I couldn't be stopped, though when it came to the part where Pippin approached the well. I jumped to the TV and turned it off quickly, triggering screeches of disappointment and desperation from the Hobbits.
"I can't show you anything else!" I sighed, sitting on my knees infront of the television.
"WHY?" hollered Pippin, throwing his short arms in the air.
"I already told you too much!" I said, cursing myself silently for letting them know that Gandalf Falls into shadow, but counting my blessings I had subtly excluded Boromir's demise and Merry and Pippin's kidnapping. At the moment the two were giving me their best Puppy dog eyes, I think the little creeps had figured out that the look was my weakness, but I stood firm on my beliefs. I wasn't going to go ruining the plotline of a story by blabbing everything with my big mouth.
"NO. I won't tell you anything more!" I growled. I began to wonder if the hobbits had any idea that there was two more books of adventures in store for them. Damn, was I happy I had only told them about The Fellowship of the Ring and not The Two Towers or The Return of the King.
What I had told them was simply this: Gandalf is lost, and Aragorn leads them to Lothlorien where they stay a long time. When they leave, Galadriel gives them presents -
"Presents?" Merry had inquired, and Pippin nodded excitedly
- yes, presents, and then they all go down a river in some boats -
"I'm quite good with boats. We Bucklanders, especially Brandybucks, are very fond of boats." Merry added, and again, Pippin nodded excitedly
I'm sure you are. Then, at Amon Hen, the fellowship splits up. Frodo and Sam go to Mordor alone-
"Alone?" Pippin had cried, clearly upset. This time it was Merry's turn to nod. Stupid, cute bouncing curls. Resist urge to tousle hair. RESIST!
yes, alone! They do it to protect you all, so deal with it!
I ended it there, and was firmly resolved not to tell anymore to the crafty Hobbits. They sat with their short legs dangling off the couch, thinking about all the information that they were expected to digest; a rather selfish thought on my part, but oh well. After a long while of silence, Pippin got up the courage to say something, I was expecting a wisdom filled speech about how the movie showed him all his mistakes, or how he was blessed to be here with Merry, or anything of the sort; but considering he was Pippin, he simply said:
"Can we watch the rest?" I looked up, annoyed at him and shook my head, resolutely; as the two Hobbit's exchanged knowing glances and an almost unseen nod from Merry sent the two leaping off the couch and pouncing on me. I screeched as the two attacked; tickling and pulling hair.. Ouch... And as I retaliated and began to fight back, it became girly screamfest number three, with an added hobbit to make it even more girly. As I tried to pry Merry's foot from my hair, laughing from the sheer grossness of the limb, I caught a glance of a figure in the door way: Karli. The Hobbits looked over as well, and with a yelp, ducked behind the couch again.
"What are you doing!!!???" Karli shrieked and stamped her foot. "I am so telling Mom that you were having a threesome with midgets!" I stood up and walked up to her hurriedly, grabbing her arms.
"It wasn't a threesome, and they aren't midgets." I hissed, glancing to the couch.
"Oh my god, Beth! Kids? You are really sick!" she yelled and I bowed my head in frustration, tightening my grip on her arms.
"Hobbits. Karli, they are Hobbits! I don't know how they got here, I don't know why, but they are here and there's nothing I can do about it." I tried to explain, but she went immediately to questioning my truth telling abilities.
"Hobbits? I'm not stupid, Beth. There is no such thing as Hobbits, I don't care how much you like that stupid book!" she laughed, but Pippin stuck out his hairy foot from behind the couch as evidence. "Eeewww.." She commented, as the two stepped from their hiding place; a brave gesture I may say.
She stared hard at them for several minutes, scrutinizing them with her beady eyes, arms crossed over her chest. "Hmmm. "She said after a while, "so they really are Hobbbits." I nodded profusely, thankful that she was absorbing the information.
"You can't tell Mom or Dad. You know they'll make us take them to the pound or something stupid like that if they found out." I begged.
"Pound?" asked Merry, looking over to Pippin questioningly.
"Maybe like Pound cake.. Oh what I'd give for one of those.." Pippin offered an answer, rubbing his stomach absently. I shook my head, at a loss for that little ditty, and turned back to Karli, whose eyes were wide at hearing the Hobbits speaking.
"Whoa." she breathed, and then turned to talk to the Halflings herself. "So, you're hobbits hey?" she received no answer. I mean, come on, it was obvious enough. Besides I just told her that they were. What a dimwit. "So.. I guess that means one of you two must be Frodo. Frodo Baggins. Frodo Baggins with The Ring.." I looked at her and saw a glint of malice in her eyes; something hidden and dangerous lurking in those beady little eyes. a very frightening look for her I must say, and the Hobbits recoiled in fear.
"Oh no, no, no, no.." I sighed, a bit weirded out, and rushed passed her and took Merry and Pippin each by the hands, and walking swiftly away from Karli and right into my room where I locked the door. Karli got temped by the ring and it wasn't even here! Honestly!!!
A/N Woot! There you go, Elf of Rivendell: Karli tempted by the ring.How was it? You like? Let me know.
Oh yeah. also I was thinking of writing a Faramir romance. It stars out as oc/Faramir; but I think it will follow Tolkien's books really well. (e/f) Review and tell me what you think? Should I try it out or not?
Anyways, I am so happy because I have 60 reviews!!! Yaah!! You know what would be cool? More reviews!! It's what keeps me going!! R&R and I will update soon! Thanks all!!!
All right, sorry I haven't updated in a while. Christmas stuff- you know that I can get busy. ANYWAYS, I'd like to give the hugest thank you to all my reviewers!!! I cannot tell you all how much it means to have such kind comments left for me. When I get a nice review it completely makes my day a good one, and I have nothing but appreciation and admiration for all of you!!! You are my heroes!!!!
What's a hobbit doing in my room?
No, I am not smart. In fact, I'd say I'm pretty stupid. At least I was stupid when I told Merry and Pippin about how I knew about their quest. But the utmost biggest, stupidest moment I had was when I showed the Hobbits the movie. Merry had dealt with the concept of the television, by far better than Pippin, who blushed as he realized this. I cringe just thinking about how they had screamed and cried- how they had hidden behind the couch, but refused to let me turn it off. I couldn't be stopped, though when it came to the part where Pippin approached the well. I jumped to the TV and turned it off quickly, triggering screeches of disappointment and desperation from the Hobbits.
"I can't show you anything else!" I sighed, sitting on my knees infront of the television.
"WHY?" hollered Pippin, throwing his short arms in the air.
"I already told you too much!" I said, cursing myself silently for letting them know that Gandalf Falls into shadow, but counting my blessings I had subtly excluded Boromir's demise and Merry and Pippin's kidnapping. At the moment the two were giving me their best Puppy dog eyes, I think the little creeps had figured out that the look was my weakness, but I stood firm on my beliefs. I wasn't going to go ruining the plotline of a story by blabbing everything with my big mouth.
"NO. I won't tell you anything more!" I growled. I began to wonder if the hobbits had any idea that there was two more books of adventures in store for them. Damn, was I happy I had only told them about The Fellowship of the Ring and not The Two Towers or The Return of the King.
What I had told them was simply this: Gandalf is lost, and Aragorn leads them to Lothlorien where they stay a long time. When they leave, Galadriel gives them presents -
"Presents?" Merry had inquired, and Pippin nodded excitedly
- yes, presents, and then they all go down a river in some boats -
"I'm quite good with boats. We Bucklanders, especially Brandybucks, are very fond of boats." Merry added, and again, Pippin nodded excitedly
I'm sure you are. Then, at Amon Hen, the fellowship splits up. Frodo and Sam go to Mordor alone-
"Alone?" Pippin had cried, clearly upset. This time it was Merry's turn to nod. Stupid, cute bouncing curls. Resist urge to tousle hair. RESIST!
yes, alone! They do it to protect you all, so deal with it!
I ended it there, and was firmly resolved not to tell anymore to the crafty Hobbits. They sat with their short legs dangling off the couch, thinking about all the information that they were expected to digest; a rather selfish thought on my part, but oh well. After a long while of silence, Pippin got up the courage to say something, I was expecting a wisdom filled speech about how the movie showed him all his mistakes, or how he was blessed to be here with Merry, or anything of the sort; but considering he was Pippin, he simply said:
"Can we watch the rest?" I looked up, annoyed at him and shook my head, resolutely; as the two Hobbit's exchanged knowing glances and an almost unseen nod from Merry sent the two leaping off the couch and pouncing on me. I screeched as the two attacked; tickling and pulling hair.. Ouch... And as I retaliated and began to fight back, it became girly screamfest number three, with an added hobbit to make it even more girly. As I tried to pry Merry's foot from my hair, laughing from the sheer grossness of the limb, I caught a glance of a figure in the door way: Karli. The Hobbits looked over as well, and with a yelp, ducked behind the couch again.
"What are you doing!!!???" Karli shrieked and stamped her foot. "I am so telling Mom that you were having a threesome with midgets!" I stood up and walked up to her hurriedly, grabbing her arms.
"It wasn't a threesome, and they aren't midgets." I hissed, glancing to the couch.
"Oh my god, Beth! Kids? You are really sick!" she yelled and I bowed my head in frustration, tightening my grip on her arms.
"Hobbits. Karli, they are Hobbits! I don't know how they got here, I don't know why, but they are here and there's nothing I can do about it." I tried to explain, but she went immediately to questioning my truth telling abilities.
"Hobbits? I'm not stupid, Beth. There is no such thing as Hobbits, I don't care how much you like that stupid book!" she laughed, but Pippin stuck out his hairy foot from behind the couch as evidence. "Eeewww.." She commented, as the two stepped from their hiding place; a brave gesture I may say.
She stared hard at them for several minutes, scrutinizing them with her beady eyes, arms crossed over her chest. "Hmmm. "She said after a while, "so they really are Hobbbits." I nodded profusely, thankful that she was absorbing the information.
"You can't tell Mom or Dad. You know they'll make us take them to the pound or something stupid like that if they found out." I begged.
"Pound?" asked Merry, looking over to Pippin questioningly.
"Maybe like Pound cake.. Oh what I'd give for one of those.." Pippin offered an answer, rubbing his stomach absently. I shook my head, at a loss for that little ditty, and turned back to Karli, whose eyes were wide at hearing the Hobbits speaking.
"Whoa." she breathed, and then turned to talk to the Halflings herself. "So, you're hobbits hey?" she received no answer. I mean, come on, it was obvious enough. Besides I just told her that they were. What a dimwit. "So.. I guess that means one of you two must be Frodo. Frodo Baggins. Frodo Baggins with The Ring.." I looked at her and saw a glint of malice in her eyes; something hidden and dangerous lurking in those beady little eyes. a very frightening look for her I must say, and the Hobbits recoiled in fear.
"Oh no, no, no, no.." I sighed, a bit weirded out, and rushed passed her and took Merry and Pippin each by the hands, and walking swiftly away from Karli and right into my room where I locked the door. Karli got temped by the ring and it wasn't even here! Honestly!!!
A/N Woot! There you go, Elf of Rivendell: Karli tempted by the ring.How was it? You like? Let me know.
Oh yeah. also I was thinking of writing a Faramir romance. It stars out as oc/Faramir; but I think it will follow Tolkien's books really well. (e/f) Review and tell me what you think? Should I try it out or not?
Anyways, I am so happy because I have 60 reviews!!! Yaah!! You know what would be cool? More reviews!! It's what keeps me going!! R&R and I will update soon! Thanks all!!!