DISCLAMER:
Katie: *sobs uncontrollably and hugs Legolas action figure and anything
else she has having to do with him.* I..don't.own.ANY OF THEM!!!
WAHHHHH!!!!!!
Emily: *pats Katie's shoulder, look of terror on her face* She'll be fine.I think.
Legolas: *_* Get on with it crazy fangirl.
Katie: *stops sobbing and looks up.* Oh yeah. Well, here it is. R&R peeps. Remember, if you don't, you must sleep sometime!! *cackles evilly* This is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh.Hey.COME BACK HERE ELF!!
Legolas: *tries to get away. Katie attacks and stuffs him in her backpack.*
Emily: *looks at Katie* How come I can't do that to Aragorn?
Aragorn: Because I'll kill you if you do.
Emily: Okay.*shifty glance. Stuffs unsuspecting Ranger in her backpack.*
Special Note From the Author: This fanfiction is a hazard to your health and if you are a pregnant woman or are a very small child I suggest you not read this because it may just get scary.I know the begin is a little boring, but work with me. I'll have more random outbursts and such as I go along. I hope. Oh, and, "Good morning sunshine daisies, say hello to the thunder heads waiting to strike you dead!"
This also doesn't follow the movie or story plot. It's a little bit of both really. Sometimes I just add in whatever I feel like. You don't like it, DON'T READ IT.
Chapter One: Wasn't I Just in Math Class?
"Stop that right now!" I snapped at my best friend, Emily. She had been poking me in the back with her pen (which starts to hurt after a while, mind you) while I was attempting to do my math work. Stupid math. I hated it. But me and my math problems are another story that has nothing to do with this one.
"Never!" she hissed in my ear gleefully and continued to poke me. "This is the only way to stop the apocalypse of man-eating lizards that will come next month!"
"Well, I'd rather be eaten alive by lizards than have you poking me in the back!" I whispered loudly back to her. I could see her grin evilly behind my shoulder, but quickly look back down at her paper.
"Katie! Emily! Is there a problem?" Mrs. Hail, our teacher asked, her voice filled with irritation. We both shook our heads in unison. I could see our friend, Bonnie, look at us from over her shoulder, smirking. I could have swiped that smirk off her face right then. It always bothered me when teachers told us to be quiet. Believe me, it's happened a lot. It's odd, but I guess when your odd, odd things happen.
Contrary to popular belief, I'm not particularly bad. Just very.talkative? Annoying? There are a lot of words that people use. But I didn't used to act so weird and social before. I think Emily warped me or something. That's not the point though (you'll find that I often get off track.)
I guess I owe you a description of the two of us.I'm tall, brown haired, and green eyed. Usually I wear jeans and T-shirts. Occasionally people catch me in non-baggy wear, but only if your lucky. I like to hang loose. I am also very much "Up with Lady Knights" and stuff. I'm a medieval freak I know. Emily looks totally different from me, but amazingly enough her level of intelligence is the same as mine, which is 0. Just kidding. Emily is the complete opposite of me: blond haired, and blue eyed. She's not as tall as I am, but not short either. She's not into my comfy cloths trend, and wears "normal" stuff. It's not my fault if she wants to own uncomfortable clothing that you can't move around in. We're both 17-years-old.
Now, back to my little story.
Fifteen minutes later the bell sounded. Everyone jumped out of their seats. I gathered up my math book and trapper, and paused, waiting for Emily to get together her mountain of things. It always amazed me how she could carry it all. And what made me wonder more was why she carried it all around. This thought was not on my mind though. What was, was the fact that it was Friday. And Friday meant the next day would be Saturday. And Saturday was when we were going to see the Two Towers. Again.
See I don't like Lord of the Rings. I'm obsessed with it. Emily likes it too, but not as much as me. No one likes it as much as me, as I told myself a long time ago. I even have one of those fake Rings. Not the real gold ones (ha ha, I can dream on) the ones off of those bookmarks.
Like I said before though, we were going to see the Two Towers. I waited VERY patiently for the rest of year to see and I didn't want to wait anymore. "Katie, carry this will you?" Emily said suddenly as her loads tumbled out of her arms. Again. I sighed and raised an eyebrow.
"Haven't we been over this already? N-O. Do I look like your servant, little grasshopper? NO. I will, however, help you store this book in my locker which you don't know the combination to." I grabbed her reading book and took off through the door. She followed me closely, yelling insults at me.
As I crossed the thresh hold of the door in my math class, I felt something tug me forward. Instinctively, I grabbed Emily's shoulder to keep my balance, trying to hang onto my books (and her book, which I was still carrying) and yet not tip over. What happened next amazes me still even now.
We were both pulled forward. It's hard to explain how it happened. The math room and the hallway sort of just evaporated out of my sight and I was pushed into a swirling vortex of black and silver lights. My ears were filled with a whirling motion and numbly turned my head to see if Emily was still there as I was yanked through the whirlpool of colors. She was there, hanging onto my arm, her eyes wide. It would have been funny if we were not zooming through this.portal of a thing at top speed.
All of a sudden it stopped at we were launched from the vortex. Blue color surrounded me and I realized we were falling through the sky while wisps of clouds went passed lazily. I opened my mouth in a silent scream. Then with a jolt I felt myself thrown onto the ground. Emily landed with a thump next to me. I lay there sprawled on the grass, trying not to moan as I sat up. Emily was staring at the sky, a look of pure terror fixed on her face. "Katie," she said shakily. "Where in God's name are we?" I shrugged in replied and looked around, rubbing my sore side where I fell.
We'd landed behind a thick clump of bushes. A groan finally escaped me as I stood, brushing leaves and grass out of my rumpled brown hair. I reached down to help Emily up just as something whizzed my head and struck the tree next to me. Emily scrambled up and I looked at the tree in bewilderment. An arrow was firmly lodged in the trunk. Emily looked around just as two hands pushed us through the bush. We stumbled out onto a large patio. It was surrounded by chairs, with a bunch very odd people sitting in them. I looked around and said loudly, "To-To, I don't think we're in Oklahoma anymore." This won us a few stares as well as puzzled looks.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" said someone from behind us. We both turned and I found myself looking at a man with long ears. Emily's eyebrows went up and my mouth went down. I finally managed to reply.
"If we knew that we wouldn't be sitting here gawking at you all looking like the idiots we are," I said. "I think the better question is, is who are YOU? After all, we're the ones who got pulled out of our math class." I felt more stares, but right then I really didn't care.
Suddenly a thought hit me. I pivoted slowly on the spot. This place looked familiar. VERY familiar. I saw it every time I watched a certain movie at my house. But we couldn't really be in... Middle Earth could we?
Wordlessly I tugged Emily's shirtsleeve. "Hey.Wallace?" I said slowly, using our "code names" this time. "Why do all of these people look like the people off of Lord of the Rings?" Emily's head shot up and she looked at everyone.
"Oh my god.Katie! What did we do?" she whispered frantically. "How are we going to get back!" The elf in front of us, which was obviously Lord Elrond, cleared his throat and looked at us expectantly.
"Er, yeah. Hi ya'll. I'm Katie, and this is Wallace," I began and Emily pinched me VERY hard. "I mean her name is Emily. If you're worried that we're enemy spies or whatever then you don't have to worry. We're from.the future? Another dimension in time? Heck I don't know!" I threw my hands up in the air.
"We don't know how we got here. We don't even know WHY we're here. And what Katie's trying to say is please don't tie us up and gag us," Emily said bluntly. Just after she said this something hit me in the head. Hard. I rubbed my skull and looked down at my trapper and math book along with Emily's reading book. Well, now I knew why it hurt so much. Everyone sort of looked at my stuff like it was an alien life form. It probably was to them for all I knew.
"Think we should pull the "I am Buzz Lightyear" line on them?" I asked Emily quietly. She shot me a look that clearly said "Shut up or die." Instead of saying this, I added to Emily's statement, "We really don't want to cause you trouble. We're just going to go back to the bushes and start chanting 'there's no place like home, there's no place like home' if you don't mind."
I darted towards the bushes but one of those annoying Elven guards grabbed me and put me back with Emily in the middle of the patio. As I look down at the ground, Emily muttered, "Would you quit with the Wizard of Oz quotes? They're getting on my nerves." Well, frankly Scarlet, I don't give a da-toenail (Long ago I was forbidden to say those curse words so many others did say so you'll sustain your daily dosages with BEEPS, deal?). There. It's not Wizard of Oz. While someone behind us snickered, whom I suspected was Frodo, Elrond patiently glanced at us. "Your story is not altogether clear I'm afraid," he said. "You may as well sit yourselves down and wait for me till I am finished here." Before either of us could protest, those Elven guards pushed us down into two chairs off to the side.
"Dang you," I mutter irritably at the guards and they only scowled at me. Emily jabbed me hard in the ribs and I did the same to her. We traded jabs and pokes until our guards glared at us and we stopped. I instead remembered that I left my trapper and Emily's book on the side of the patio. I shifted my position slightly and edged my foot over to it. Slowly, my tennis shoe touched the end of it. I bit down on my tongue and tried to kick it toward me. I only succeed in moving it further away. I pushed down a cry of frustration.
That thing had food in it, I knew, because I stashed some in there that morning. It also had my CD walkman in it (brought it on the bus so I wouldn't have to listen to everyone scream their heads off). With my wonderful CD holder full of my wonderful CDs. This world is so cruel.
So there I was, half out of my chair, my foot stretched over to my trapper. I inched forward more, and fell down roughly on my rear. This made me start to mutter curse words at the world, only cause more stares. Why did these people stare so much? I stood up, brushed myself off, and stepped over to pick up my trapper. It was a measly three inches from my foot and I could have gotten it without much distraction if it was a little closer.
Thankfully, they all ignored me and I sat back down. One of the Elven guards started to snicker and I glared at him warningly. Then, I slowly zipped my trapper open and picked through the drawn on and written on paper, poking here and there, looking for the hidden snacks. I finally unearthed two slightly crumbled cookies and crushed bag of chips. Of course, what did I expect, a TV dinner?
Set the food aside and yanked my walkman out. It was fine, a little scratched, but still usable. I only had the batteries in it though, so I didn't turn it on so as to save the energy. I hadn't noticed I was making too much noise until the guards ushered me to be quiet.
It was only then I paid attention. I knew this had to be the council of Elrond. Mentally I picked out the familiar characters I knew like the back of my hands before me. Frodo, Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn.I then turned my head toward Emily. She didn't seem as interested as I was, obviously, because she seemed only half listening. I poked her. She hissed in my ear, "Would you stop? I would LIKE to listen to some of this so I can sell their exact words on Ebay!"
About that time I began listening to their little council. It ran somewhat along the lines as to what happened in the book form of Lord of the Rings, but the movie version left quite a lot out. I started to think Peter Jackson would have profited more off of this more than we would have. For an hour I sat there, waiting. Amazingly enough I wasn't fidgeting or drifting off as I normally would have in a meeting. I guess it was because it concerned my obsession. Right about then I also noticed the hobbit Frodo staring at me with a look of slight confusion. I looked down at my shirt, which said "I'm Obsessed With My Precious" and a picture of the One Right underneath (courtesy of-yes, you guessed it, our favorite-Wallace!). Along with that was my fake One Ring on the black cord, which I wore everyday. I could understand his confusion. I tried to mouth the words "its FAKE!" to him but this only caused more bewilderment. Elrond suddenly turned his eyes toward me. "Is there something wrong?" he asked me curtly. I scowled.
"Well, he's staring at me like I'm a possessed idiot!" I said, jabbing my thumb towards Frodo. I held up my One Ring. "I think he thinks this is the real thing. Its FAKE. F-A-K-E. Fake. Not real. Non-existent. Okay, well maybe is does exist because you're looking at it but that's not the point. It's.ah." I paused here and looked at Emily, who was waking up from her nap. "What's this made of?"
"Why are you asking me? It's made of metal with gold paint over it, what more do you want to know?" she asked sleepily. They all sort of just mentally shook their heads at me and continued on with their talking. I sighed, annoyed. Why did these people not take me seriously? To amuse my self, I began humming the song I heard Gollum sing on the movie, the Two Towers. We only wish, to catch a fish, so juicy sweet! I hummed. That song was stuck in my head in no time. I couldn't stop humming it. Finally, Elrond looked at me again.
"What are you doing now?" he said, irritated more than ever.
"I'm singing the Gollum song! Want to hear it? It's really cool."
"The what?" he said, looking very confused, as everyone seemed to be when I spoke. "Never mind," I muttered and went back to listening. Near the end of the two hours since we had arrived, I roused myself from a half-sleep.
"And my ax!" I heard someone say. Probably that odd dwarf. Then it hit me that they were forming the Fellowship. The movie style too. Personally I liked that way better, but that's just me. Then suddenly, something made me jump out of my seat, Emily looking at me like I had just full gallon or two of beer.
"And you can have our stupid, obnoxious mouths!" I said clearly. I surprised myself by saying this, but I though, what the heck, I'll just die younger. I dragged Emily over to the little group that was formed. The dwarf, Gimli, sort of glare at us and the elf, Legolas, sort of half grinned and shook his head in amusement. The first man, Aragorn, seemed to have a look of slight panic across his face, and the other one, Borormir, stared off into space. The hobbits just looked at us like we were rabid animals. Emily gave a half-hearted wave and an embarrassed grin. I only looked at Elrond determinedly, daring him to object. If he did he'd meet my wrath.
I think he chose to ignore our being there. So did everyone else. Except Sam. I knew there was something odd about that hobbit. He kept muttering under his breath death threats to us. He didn't know I was deadly with food. No one throws a better food fight than me. Not that I've ever had one, but I'm sure I am the best. And I know, that has NOTHING to do with this story and you didn't want to hear that.
Elrond gave us both rooms to sttay in for the next two days. He also sent two Elven women to give us clothes. At first I wouldn't let them take my jeans and shirt. I spent months getting my jeans to feel just right and my "I'm Obsessed With My Precious" shirt was very important. Emily was much more willing. They gave her a green tunic and brown breeches. Finally they told me that I could keep my original clothes but I needed to changed into cleaner ones. I grudgingly accepted the soft Elvish linens and packed away my jeans and shirt.
The two Elves informed us that "their Lord Elrond" expected us to join him for dinner. Emily was happy to oblige but I didn't want people watching me eat just then. The same two lead us into the large dining hall later on despite my objections though. We were seated four seats down from Elrond.
All during dinner, Emily kept telling me to do things like sit up strait and use and napkin and such. "Emily, if they have a problem with my manners then they can make me eat outside for all I care!" I finally told her in exasperation. The person sitting next to Emily started to laugh. I glanced over and almost choked on the water I was sipping, but managed not to. Aragorn himself was sitting next to her. He gave us a quick smirk before turning to the Elf on his other side. Emily went back to her food, shooting me dark looks.
Finally the long dinner ended and we were lead back to our rooms. I fell into bed with exaustion, and fell right to sleep.
Well, now, that wasn't so scary, was it? Yes, you have offically gotten through the first chapter! Want to go to the others?
Anywayz, this is my first fanfic so be KIND. K-I-N-D. All flames shall be sent to Bob the Balrog in hopes of returning his life back. Poor Bob.I swear he would have made a nice puppy dog if you gave him a chance. *gives Gandalf evil death glare for killing her Bob*
I first started the fanfic a while ago and I just posted it up on here, so that's why there's four chappies already.
I like constructive critisizm.Yeah, like stated above though, flames will be given to Bob. *sobs for Bob momentarily* Alrighty.sorry. Sorry if there's grammer mistakes and such. I'm too lazy to go through spell check on MS Word.It keeps pointing out intentional grammer errors. Bear with me.
Emily: *pats Katie's shoulder, look of terror on her face* She'll be fine.I think.
Legolas: *_* Get on with it crazy fangirl.
Katie: *stops sobbing and looks up.* Oh yeah. Well, here it is. R&R peeps. Remember, if you don't, you must sleep sometime!! *cackles evilly* This is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh.Hey.COME BACK HERE ELF!!
Legolas: *tries to get away. Katie attacks and stuffs him in her backpack.*
Emily: *looks at Katie* How come I can't do that to Aragorn?
Aragorn: Because I'll kill you if you do.
Emily: Okay.*shifty glance. Stuffs unsuspecting Ranger in her backpack.*
Special Note From the Author: This fanfiction is a hazard to your health and if you are a pregnant woman or are a very small child I suggest you not read this because it may just get scary.I know the begin is a little boring, but work with me. I'll have more random outbursts and such as I go along. I hope. Oh, and, "Good morning sunshine daisies, say hello to the thunder heads waiting to strike you dead!"
This also doesn't follow the movie or story plot. It's a little bit of both really. Sometimes I just add in whatever I feel like. You don't like it, DON'T READ IT.
Chapter One: Wasn't I Just in Math Class?
"Stop that right now!" I snapped at my best friend, Emily. She had been poking me in the back with her pen (which starts to hurt after a while, mind you) while I was attempting to do my math work. Stupid math. I hated it. But me and my math problems are another story that has nothing to do with this one.
"Never!" she hissed in my ear gleefully and continued to poke me. "This is the only way to stop the apocalypse of man-eating lizards that will come next month!"
"Well, I'd rather be eaten alive by lizards than have you poking me in the back!" I whispered loudly back to her. I could see her grin evilly behind my shoulder, but quickly look back down at her paper.
"Katie! Emily! Is there a problem?" Mrs. Hail, our teacher asked, her voice filled with irritation. We both shook our heads in unison. I could see our friend, Bonnie, look at us from over her shoulder, smirking. I could have swiped that smirk off her face right then. It always bothered me when teachers told us to be quiet. Believe me, it's happened a lot. It's odd, but I guess when your odd, odd things happen.
Contrary to popular belief, I'm not particularly bad. Just very.talkative? Annoying? There are a lot of words that people use. But I didn't used to act so weird and social before. I think Emily warped me or something. That's not the point though (you'll find that I often get off track.)
I guess I owe you a description of the two of us.I'm tall, brown haired, and green eyed. Usually I wear jeans and T-shirts. Occasionally people catch me in non-baggy wear, but only if your lucky. I like to hang loose. I am also very much "Up with Lady Knights" and stuff. I'm a medieval freak I know. Emily looks totally different from me, but amazingly enough her level of intelligence is the same as mine, which is 0. Just kidding. Emily is the complete opposite of me: blond haired, and blue eyed. She's not as tall as I am, but not short either. She's not into my comfy cloths trend, and wears "normal" stuff. It's not my fault if she wants to own uncomfortable clothing that you can't move around in. We're both 17-years-old.
Now, back to my little story.
Fifteen minutes later the bell sounded. Everyone jumped out of their seats. I gathered up my math book and trapper, and paused, waiting for Emily to get together her mountain of things. It always amazed me how she could carry it all. And what made me wonder more was why she carried it all around. This thought was not on my mind though. What was, was the fact that it was Friday. And Friday meant the next day would be Saturday. And Saturday was when we were going to see the Two Towers. Again.
See I don't like Lord of the Rings. I'm obsessed with it. Emily likes it too, but not as much as me. No one likes it as much as me, as I told myself a long time ago. I even have one of those fake Rings. Not the real gold ones (ha ha, I can dream on) the ones off of those bookmarks.
Like I said before though, we were going to see the Two Towers. I waited VERY patiently for the rest of year to see and I didn't want to wait anymore. "Katie, carry this will you?" Emily said suddenly as her loads tumbled out of her arms. Again. I sighed and raised an eyebrow.
"Haven't we been over this already? N-O. Do I look like your servant, little grasshopper? NO. I will, however, help you store this book in my locker which you don't know the combination to." I grabbed her reading book and took off through the door. She followed me closely, yelling insults at me.
As I crossed the thresh hold of the door in my math class, I felt something tug me forward. Instinctively, I grabbed Emily's shoulder to keep my balance, trying to hang onto my books (and her book, which I was still carrying) and yet not tip over. What happened next amazes me still even now.
We were both pulled forward. It's hard to explain how it happened. The math room and the hallway sort of just evaporated out of my sight and I was pushed into a swirling vortex of black and silver lights. My ears were filled with a whirling motion and numbly turned my head to see if Emily was still there as I was yanked through the whirlpool of colors. She was there, hanging onto my arm, her eyes wide. It would have been funny if we were not zooming through this.portal of a thing at top speed.
All of a sudden it stopped at we were launched from the vortex. Blue color surrounded me and I realized we were falling through the sky while wisps of clouds went passed lazily. I opened my mouth in a silent scream. Then with a jolt I felt myself thrown onto the ground. Emily landed with a thump next to me. I lay there sprawled on the grass, trying not to moan as I sat up. Emily was staring at the sky, a look of pure terror fixed on her face. "Katie," she said shakily. "Where in God's name are we?" I shrugged in replied and looked around, rubbing my sore side where I fell.
We'd landed behind a thick clump of bushes. A groan finally escaped me as I stood, brushing leaves and grass out of my rumpled brown hair. I reached down to help Emily up just as something whizzed my head and struck the tree next to me. Emily scrambled up and I looked at the tree in bewilderment. An arrow was firmly lodged in the trunk. Emily looked around just as two hands pushed us through the bush. We stumbled out onto a large patio. It was surrounded by chairs, with a bunch very odd people sitting in them. I looked around and said loudly, "To-To, I don't think we're in Oklahoma anymore." This won us a few stares as well as puzzled looks.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" said someone from behind us. We both turned and I found myself looking at a man with long ears. Emily's eyebrows went up and my mouth went down. I finally managed to reply.
"If we knew that we wouldn't be sitting here gawking at you all looking like the idiots we are," I said. "I think the better question is, is who are YOU? After all, we're the ones who got pulled out of our math class." I felt more stares, but right then I really didn't care.
Suddenly a thought hit me. I pivoted slowly on the spot. This place looked familiar. VERY familiar. I saw it every time I watched a certain movie at my house. But we couldn't really be in... Middle Earth could we?
Wordlessly I tugged Emily's shirtsleeve. "Hey.Wallace?" I said slowly, using our "code names" this time. "Why do all of these people look like the people off of Lord of the Rings?" Emily's head shot up and she looked at everyone.
"Oh my god.Katie! What did we do?" she whispered frantically. "How are we going to get back!" The elf in front of us, which was obviously Lord Elrond, cleared his throat and looked at us expectantly.
"Er, yeah. Hi ya'll. I'm Katie, and this is Wallace," I began and Emily pinched me VERY hard. "I mean her name is Emily. If you're worried that we're enemy spies or whatever then you don't have to worry. We're from.the future? Another dimension in time? Heck I don't know!" I threw my hands up in the air.
"We don't know how we got here. We don't even know WHY we're here. And what Katie's trying to say is please don't tie us up and gag us," Emily said bluntly. Just after she said this something hit me in the head. Hard. I rubbed my skull and looked down at my trapper and math book along with Emily's reading book. Well, now I knew why it hurt so much. Everyone sort of looked at my stuff like it was an alien life form. It probably was to them for all I knew.
"Think we should pull the "I am Buzz Lightyear" line on them?" I asked Emily quietly. She shot me a look that clearly said "Shut up or die." Instead of saying this, I added to Emily's statement, "We really don't want to cause you trouble. We're just going to go back to the bushes and start chanting 'there's no place like home, there's no place like home' if you don't mind."
I darted towards the bushes but one of those annoying Elven guards grabbed me and put me back with Emily in the middle of the patio. As I look down at the ground, Emily muttered, "Would you quit with the Wizard of Oz quotes? They're getting on my nerves." Well, frankly Scarlet, I don't give a da-toenail (Long ago I was forbidden to say those curse words so many others did say so you'll sustain your daily dosages with BEEPS, deal?). There. It's not Wizard of Oz. While someone behind us snickered, whom I suspected was Frodo, Elrond patiently glanced at us. "Your story is not altogether clear I'm afraid," he said. "You may as well sit yourselves down and wait for me till I am finished here." Before either of us could protest, those Elven guards pushed us down into two chairs off to the side.
"Dang you," I mutter irritably at the guards and they only scowled at me. Emily jabbed me hard in the ribs and I did the same to her. We traded jabs and pokes until our guards glared at us and we stopped. I instead remembered that I left my trapper and Emily's book on the side of the patio. I shifted my position slightly and edged my foot over to it. Slowly, my tennis shoe touched the end of it. I bit down on my tongue and tried to kick it toward me. I only succeed in moving it further away. I pushed down a cry of frustration.
That thing had food in it, I knew, because I stashed some in there that morning. It also had my CD walkman in it (brought it on the bus so I wouldn't have to listen to everyone scream their heads off). With my wonderful CD holder full of my wonderful CDs. This world is so cruel.
So there I was, half out of my chair, my foot stretched over to my trapper. I inched forward more, and fell down roughly on my rear. This made me start to mutter curse words at the world, only cause more stares. Why did these people stare so much? I stood up, brushed myself off, and stepped over to pick up my trapper. It was a measly three inches from my foot and I could have gotten it without much distraction if it was a little closer.
Thankfully, they all ignored me and I sat back down. One of the Elven guards started to snicker and I glared at him warningly. Then, I slowly zipped my trapper open and picked through the drawn on and written on paper, poking here and there, looking for the hidden snacks. I finally unearthed two slightly crumbled cookies and crushed bag of chips. Of course, what did I expect, a TV dinner?
Set the food aside and yanked my walkman out. It was fine, a little scratched, but still usable. I only had the batteries in it though, so I didn't turn it on so as to save the energy. I hadn't noticed I was making too much noise until the guards ushered me to be quiet.
It was only then I paid attention. I knew this had to be the council of Elrond. Mentally I picked out the familiar characters I knew like the back of my hands before me. Frodo, Gandalf, Legolas, Gimli, Aragorn.I then turned my head toward Emily. She didn't seem as interested as I was, obviously, because she seemed only half listening. I poked her. She hissed in my ear, "Would you stop? I would LIKE to listen to some of this so I can sell their exact words on Ebay!"
About that time I began listening to their little council. It ran somewhat along the lines as to what happened in the book form of Lord of the Rings, but the movie version left quite a lot out. I started to think Peter Jackson would have profited more off of this more than we would have. For an hour I sat there, waiting. Amazingly enough I wasn't fidgeting or drifting off as I normally would have in a meeting. I guess it was because it concerned my obsession. Right about then I also noticed the hobbit Frodo staring at me with a look of slight confusion. I looked down at my shirt, which said "I'm Obsessed With My Precious" and a picture of the One Right underneath (courtesy of-yes, you guessed it, our favorite-Wallace!). Along with that was my fake One Ring on the black cord, which I wore everyday. I could understand his confusion. I tried to mouth the words "its FAKE!" to him but this only caused more bewilderment. Elrond suddenly turned his eyes toward me. "Is there something wrong?" he asked me curtly. I scowled.
"Well, he's staring at me like I'm a possessed idiot!" I said, jabbing my thumb towards Frodo. I held up my One Ring. "I think he thinks this is the real thing. Its FAKE. F-A-K-E. Fake. Not real. Non-existent. Okay, well maybe is does exist because you're looking at it but that's not the point. It's.ah." I paused here and looked at Emily, who was waking up from her nap. "What's this made of?"
"Why are you asking me? It's made of metal with gold paint over it, what more do you want to know?" she asked sleepily. They all sort of just mentally shook their heads at me and continued on with their talking. I sighed, annoyed. Why did these people not take me seriously? To amuse my self, I began humming the song I heard Gollum sing on the movie, the Two Towers. We only wish, to catch a fish, so juicy sweet! I hummed. That song was stuck in my head in no time. I couldn't stop humming it. Finally, Elrond looked at me again.
"What are you doing now?" he said, irritated more than ever.
"I'm singing the Gollum song! Want to hear it? It's really cool."
"The what?" he said, looking very confused, as everyone seemed to be when I spoke. "Never mind," I muttered and went back to listening. Near the end of the two hours since we had arrived, I roused myself from a half-sleep.
"And my ax!" I heard someone say. Probably that odd dwarf. Then it hit me that they were forming the Fellowship. The movie style too. Personally I liked that way better, but that's just me. Then suddenly, something made me jump out of my seat, Emily looking at me like I had just full gallon or two of beer.
"And you can have our stupid, obnoxious mouths!" I said clearly. I surprised myself by saying this, but I though, what the heck, I'll just die younger. I dragged Emily over to the little group that was formed. The dwarf, Gimli, sort of glare at us and the elf, Legolas, sort of half grinned and shook his head in amusement. The first man, Aragorn, seemed to have a look of slight panic across his face, and the other one, Borormir, stared off into space. The hobbits just looked at us like we were rabid animals. Emily gave a half-hearted wave and an embarrassed grin. I only looked at Elrond determinedly, daring him to object. If he did he'd meet my wrath.
I think he chose to ignore our being there. So did everyone else. Except Sam. I knew there was something odd about that hobbit. He kept muttering under his breath death threats to us. He didn't know I was deadly with food. No one throws a better food fight than me. Not that I've ever had one, but I'm sure I am the best. And I know, that has NOTHING to do with this story and you didn't want to hear that.
Elrond gave us both rooms to sttay in for the next two days. He also sent two Elven women to give us clothes. At first I wouldn't let them take my jeans and shirt. I spent months getting my jeans to feel just right and my "I'm Obsessed With My Precious" shirt was very important. Emily was much more willing. They gave her a green tunic and brown breeches. Finally they told me that I could keep my original clothes but I needed to changed into cleaner ones. I grudgingly accepted the soft Elvish linens and packed away my jeans and shirt.
The two Elves informed us that "their Lord Elrond" expected us to join him for dinner. Emily was happy to oblige but I didn't want people watching me eat just then. The same two lead us into the large dining hall later on despite my objections though. We were seated four seats down from Elrond.
All during dinner, Emily kept telling me to do things like sit up strait and use and napkin and such. "Emily, if they have a problem with my manners then they can make me eat outside for all I care!" I finally told her in exasperation. The person sitting next to Emily started to laugh. I glanced over and almost choked on the water I was sipping, but managed not to. Aragorn himself was sitting next to her. He gave us a quick smirk before turning to the Elf on his other side. Emily went back to her food, shooting me dark looks.
Finally the long dinner ended and we were lead back to our rooms. I fell into bed with exaustion, and fell right to sleep.
Well, now, that wasn't so scary, was it? Yes, you have offically gotten through the first chapter! Want to go to the others?
Anywayz, this is my first fanfic so be KIND. K-I-N-D. All flames shall be sent to Bob the Balrog in hopes of returning his life back. Poor Bob.I swear he would have made a nice puppy dog if you gave him a chance. *gives Gandalf evil death glare for killing her Bob*
I first started the fanfic a while ago and I just posted it up on here, so that's why there's four chappies already.
I like constructive critisizm.Yeah, like stated above though, flames will be given to Bob. *sobs for Bob momentarily* Alrighty.sorry. Sorry if there's grammer mistakes and such. I'm too lazy to go through spell check on MS Word.It keeps pointing out intentional grammer errors. Bear with me.