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I don't own Nokias, PalmPilots, ParaPara, or Dance Dance Revolution.
Hi! Thanks for reviewing everyone!
To Sagarian:
I wanted to scream so badly at that part! And when they saw the silhottue on the roof at night, and the TV reflection, and when they attacked the boy in the basement. I'm so scared! Cool!
To Ruby Barrows and Amarth:
You MUST see 'Signs'! It's scary, but it's great! It's so... awesome! I'm so scared that I'm laughing! Oh God... I'm petrified! Ha!
SIGNS
Ring! Ring!.... Ring! Ring! .... Ring! Ring! .... Ring! Ring!
Gandalf woke with a start. Looking around wildly, he discovered that he had fallen asleep still mounted on Shadowfax. He raised an eyebrow at his horse, who was actually pawing at a laptop, sending e-mails to all his little horsie friends.
Shadowfax turned and neighed at Gandalf's cell phone. Curiously, he read '1 missed call' on the minute screen of his storm grey Nokia . It was from Legolas. Yet, it was only seven in the morning and the wizard was feeling rather weary round his legs from sitting on a horse all night long.
He achingly dismounted, and did a few morning stretches before examining the terrain he was in.
Odd picture it was. He was in a crop field, full of very tall stems of ripe wheat. Yet, he was standing in a large arena of bent wheat stems, shaped like an 'L'. Crunching around in the patch, his eyes caught another clearing through the stalks. A grave feeling crept over him.
Quickly, he ran toward the clearing, brushing away branches of wheat from his path.
Stumbling onto it, he found that this clearing had a different shape. There were two curved sections, and two sharp points. "It is a heart?" thought Gandalf, now racing toward another shape he spotted. "This is a 'T'." He ran forth expecting another clearing to be in front. "And an 'R'"
Shadowfax was dancing to a 'Dance Dance Revolution' mix he found on Kazaa when the Istari returned. After watching his steed stomp and prance to the beat, he muttered, "I need a pen and paper."
Shadowfax whinnied and tossed a Palm Pilot out of a sack that had been laid on his back. Gandalf caught it and stared at it for a while. He gently touched the little black pebbles that had been inserted at the bottom. A large blank screen stared back at him. Whiniing again, Shadowfax took the Palm Pilot, whipped out the tiny silver pen from the slot in the back, and gave it back to the wizard. Gandalf snorted and tapped the 'Writing Pad' icon.
"Now," said Gandalf, scribbling on the screen, "L... heart... T... R." As he finished, he whipped out his Nokia again and called Legolas back from his address book. "Hello, Legolas?... Mm-hm, yes. Some kind of-- I know, I know.... Well I found something here... no they aren't stars. It's an L, a heart, a T, and an... R? Yes, an R. How did you know?.... Acronym?.... Hearts aren't letters, Legolas.... Agh.... This isn't right... Gimli? Alright then. Put him on.... Greetings, Master Dwarf... do I drink decaf coffee? No, I prefer Frappacinos from Starbucks.... Where is--What is Starbucks? How can you not know what Starbucks is? It's on the corner of every street in every town!.... Legolas answered a phone that was plugged into a tree? Master Dwarf, you should stop drinking Malt beer and get a cup from Strabucks!"
Beep.
"Hm," sighed Gandalf, "He hung up on me. Must be bad transition.... Oh well! On to Mirkwood, Shadowfax!"
Unfortunately, Shadowfax coudln't hear the wizard's command, as he had a pair of headphones hooked over his white ears, still dancing. But this time, he was moving his fronts legs to ParaPara!
"This... is going to take some time."
~*~
"I'm so sorry, Mister Frodo!" wailed Sam later that night, clinging onto Frodo's shoulder, "I'm sorry I let ye' down! I failed! The beautiful Lothlorien flowers have been smashed! How could I have let it happen?"
"No, Sam," said Frodo, giving Sam a seat on a wooden stool, "It is not your fault. There is something out there."
Out of nowhere, the X-files theme music began playing. The hobbits fell into a frightened transe. All was silent.
Ring! Ring!
Merry picked up the phone that was next to the silver stainless steel refrigorator.
"Hello?"
"Greetings Mariadoc---"
"Meriadoc!"
"Sorry. Meriadoc Brandybuck. Have you seen anything strange lately?"
"Yes, I have. Now who are you?"
"Because if you have, you just won the grand prize!"
"I did? What did I win?"
"Absolutely nothing! Ha! Ha! Prank call from the Proudfoots!"
Merry held the phone away from his ear at looked down at in disgust. As he slammed it back onto the reciever, Pippin said "I thought it was the Proud feet!"
"Be quiet."
"What's that?!" shrieked a horrified Frodo, pointing out to the scrubbed kitchen window. A dark blue dusk had overcome daylight as the rest of the hobbits gathered around the sill.
Upon the roof, a black sillhoutte had paused in the moonlight. It was a feminine form, wearing some kind of short skirt and a shirt that sparkled like sequins, not mithril. It turned to the kitchen window, then it fell off the roof. Hounds growled and barked at it, followed by terrifed squeaks and a rustle of bushes.
~*~
"Mithrandir!" cried Legolas as he and Gimli rushed to Shadowfax and his rider, "Thank you for coming so quickly!"
"Tis necessary if I am to investigate this riddle properly," Gandalf replied, "Now, please lead me to the markings, and I will continue to ponder the questions."
Legolas and Gandalf began walking away into the even darker forest as Gimli and Shadowfax danced to 'ParaPara'.
"Come, Gimli!" Legolas called after the dancing dwarf, "We have no time for games."
Gimli was about to turn off the sound to Shadowfax's laptop when suddenly he spotted a scrawny dark figure lurking in a short tree only a few yards away from them. Legolas must have seen it too, as he whipped out his bow and fired an arrow directly at the figure.
The creature caught the arrow in a large wooden shield it was carrying. Suddenly, it fell off the branch and into the dirt, but it didn't bother to dust itself off as it plucked the arrow from the shield and ran away screaming like a lunatic.
"Very strange," muttered Gimli, taking his hand off the handle of his axe, "Something is definitely out there."
Shadowfax pumped up the volume again, sending the X-files theme blasting for all of Middle-earth to hear.
~*~
"Oh! Aragorn!" called Arwen from the TV room...TV... hm, "Come and look what is on the Discovery Channel! They have a document on Forensic Entomolgy*!"
Aragorn trudged into the area, still clutching the pink envelope. When Arwen looked upon him, he saw that his face had been tear stricken and woed.
"What is wrong, my Lord?" she asked, taking him into her arms, "You are troubled once again."
Aragorn blinked. "Someone in this letter," he said, handing the elf maiden the envelope, "Threatened to come and kill you so that they could 'have a shot at' me. I believe they are going to fire arrows through our bedroom window.
"Do not fear them," replied Arwen, gently stroking his hair, which for once was actually washed, "We shall sleep in peace tonight, the next night, and even the night after that. No one can come between us, assasins or not."
Then, just as she was about to kiss his lips, the phone rang!
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*In case you don't know, Forensic Entomology is the science of determining how long a corpse has been dead using insects, mainly flies and maggots.
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Hope ye' enjoyed that! I wanna' see if I can go see 'Signs' again! That was a good movie! Now, I have to drag Mom and Dad. Went with Chaos-chan the last time. Review if you wish!
Hi! Thanks for reviewing everyone!
To Sagarian:
I wanted to scream so badly at that part! And when they saw the silhottue on the roof at night, and the TV reflection, and when they attacked the boy in the basement. I'm so scared! Cool!
To Ruby Barrows and Amarth:
You MUST see 'Signs'! It's scary, but it's great! It's so... awesome! I'm so scared that I'm laughing! Oh God... I'm petrified! Ha!
SIGNS
Ring! Ring!.... Ring! Ring! .... Ring! Ring! .... Ring! Ring!
Gandalf woke with a start. Looking around wildly, he discovered that he had fallen asleep still mounted on Shadowfax. He raised an eyebrow at his horse, who was actually pawing at a laptop, sending e-mails to all his little horsie friends.
Shadowfax turned and neighed at Gandalf's cell phone. Curiously, he read '1 missed call' on the minute screen of his storm grey Nokia . It was from Legolas. Yet, it was only seven in the morning and the wizard was feeling rather weary round his legs from sitting on a horse all night long.
He achingly dismounted, and did a few morning stretches before examining the terrain he was in.
Odd picture it was. He was in a crop field, full of very tall stems of ripe wheat. Yet, he was standing in a large arena of bent wheat stems, shaped like an 'L'. Crunching around in the patch, his eyes caught another clearing through the stalks. A grave feeling crept over him.
Quickly, he ran toward the clearing, brushing away branches of wheat from his path.
Stumbling onto it, he found that this clearing had a different shape. There were two curved sections, and two sharp points. "It is a heart?" thought Gandalf, now racing toward another shape he spotted. "This is a 'T'." He ran forth expecting another clearing to be in front. "And an 'R'"
Shadowfax was dancing to a 'Dance Dance Revolution' mix he found on Kazaa when the Istari returned. After watching his steed stomp and prance to the beat, he muttered, "I need a pen and paper."
Shadowfax whinnied and tossed a Palm Pilot out of a sack that had been laid on his back. Gandalf caught it and stared at it for a while. He gently touched the little black pebbles that had been inserted at the bottom. A large blank screen stared back at him. Whiniing again, Shadowfax took the Palm Pilot, whipped out the tiny silver pen from the slot in the back, and gave it back to the wizard. Gandalf snorted and tapped the 'Writing Pad' icon.
"Now," said Gandalf, scribbling on the screen, "L... heart... T... R." As he finished, he whipped out his Nokia again and called Legolas back from his address book. "Hello, Legolas?... Mm-hm, yes. Some kind of-- I know, I know.... Well I found something here... no they aren't stars. It's an L, a heart, a T, and an... R? Yes, an R. How did you know?.... Acronym?.... Hearts aren't letters, Legolas.... Agh.... This isn't right... Gimli? Alright then. Put him on.... Greetings, Master Dwarf... do I drink decaf coffee? No, I prefer Frappacinos from Starbucks.... Where is--What is Starbucks? How can you not know what Starbucks is? It's on the corner of every street in every town!.... Legolas answered a phone that was plugged into a tree? Master Dwarf, you should stop drinking Malt beer and get a cup from Strabucks!"
Beep.
"Hm," sighed Gandalf, "He hung up on me. Must be bad transition.... Oh well! On to Mirkwood, Shadowfax!"
Unfortunately, Shadowfax coudln't hear the wizard's command, as he had a pair of headphones hooked over his white ears, still dancing. But this time, he was moving his fronts legs to ParaPara!
"This... is going to take some time."
~*~
"I'm so sorry, Mister Frodo!" wailed Sam later that night, clinging onto Frodo's shoulder, "I'm sorry I let ye' down! I failed! The beautiful Lothlorien flowers have been smashed! How could I have let it happen?"
"No, Sam," said Frodo, giving Sam a seat on a wooden stool, "It is not your fault. There is something out there."
Out of nowhere, the X-files theme music began playing. The hobbits fell into a frightened transe. All was silent.
Ring! Ring!
Merry picked up the phone that was next to the silver stainless steel refrigorator.
"Hello?"
"Greetings Mariadoc---"
"Meriadoc!"
"Sorry. Meriadoc Brandybuck. Have you seen anything strange lately?"
"Yes, I have. Now who are you?"
"Because if you have, you just won the grand prize!"
"I did? What did I win?"
"Absolutely nothing! Ha! Ha! Prank call from the Proudfoots!"
Merry held the phone away from his ear at looked down at in disgust. As he slammed it back onto the reciever, Pippin said "I thought it was the Proud feet!"
"Be quiet."
"What's that?!" shrieked a horrified Frodo, pointing out to the scrubbed kitchen window. A dark blue dusk had overcome daylight as the rest of the hobbits gathered around the sill.
Upon the roof, a black sillhoutte had paused in the moonlight. It was a feminine form, wearing some kind of short skirt and a shirt that sparkled like sequins, not mithril. It turned to the kitchen window, then it fell off the roof. Hounds growled and barked at it, followed by terrifed squeaks and a rustle of bushes.
~*~
"Mithrandir!" cried Legolas as he and Gimli rushed to Shadowfax and his rider, "Thank you for coming so quickly!"
"Tis necessary if I am to investigate this riddle properly," Gandalf replied, "Now, please lead me to the markings, and I will continue to ponder the questions."
Legolas and Gandalf began walking away into the even darker forest as Gimli and Shadowfax danced to 'ParaPara'.
"Come, Gimli!" Legolas called after the dancing dwarf, "We have no time for games."
Gimli was about to turn off the sound to Shadowfax's laptop when suddenly he spotted a scrawny dark figure lurking in a short tree only a few yards away from them. Legolas must have seen it too, as he whipped out his bow and fired an arrow directly at the figure.
The creature caught the arrow in a large wooden shield it was carrying. Suddenly, it fell off the branch and into the dirt, but it didn't bother to dust itself off as it plucked the arrow from the shield and ran away screaming like a lunatic.
"Very strange," muttered Gimli, taking his hand off the handle of his axe, "Something is definitely out there."
Shadowfax pumped up the volume again, sending the X-files theme blasting for all of Middle-earth to hear.
~*~
"Oh! Aragorn!" called Arwen from the TV room...TV... hm, "Come and look what is on the Discovery Channel! They have a document on Forensic Entomolgy*!"
Aragorn trudged into the area, still clutching the pink envelope. When Arwen looked upon him, he saw that his face had been tear stricken and woed.
"What is wrong, my Lord?" she asked, taking him into her arms, "You are troubled once again."
Aragorn blinked. "Someone in this letter," he said, handing the elf maiden the envelope, "Threatened to come and kill you so that they could 'have a shot at' me. I believe they are going to fire arrows through our bedroom window.
"Do not fear them," replied Arwen, gently stroking his hair, which for once was actually washed, "We shall sleep in peace tonight, the next night, and even the night after that. No one can come between us, assasins or not."
Then, just as she was about to kiss his lips, the phone rang!
~~~~~~~~
*In case you don't know, Forensic Entomology is the science of determining how long a corpse has been dead using insects, mainly flies and maggots.
-----------------
Hope ye' enjoyed that! I wanna' see if I can go see 'Signs' again! That was a good movie! Now, I have to drag Mom and Dad. Went with Chaos-chan the last time. Review if you wish!