Disclaimer: don't own lotr!

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The newly formed Fellowship of the Ring spent a good part of that night packing for their journey. Since they were planning on a short trip, they each only had two saddlebags to pack, meaning that they had to finish the job quickly. They all each got a horse, and as soon as they were ready to go, they set off.

"This is so ironic," Blaire said as she rode next to Allyn. "Nine in the Fellowship, one that's already been in a Fellowship, and our goal is the same: get this bad boy to Mordor."

Allyn thought for a moment, then cracked up. Blaire gave her an odd look and asked, "What is your problem?"

"If this is the new Fellowship," Allyn choked out, "then that means you're Frodo!"

"OH GOD NO!" she yelled, and everyone turned around to look at them. She waved them on, then glared at Allyn, who was laughing even harder now. "Well if I'm Frodo, then that must mean you're Sam."

Allyn immediately stopped laughing. "Not cool!" she said.

They spent the rest of the day deciding who corresponded with the previous Fellowship members. Mablung and Damrod were Merry and Pippin. Sean was Aragorn, because not only did he have superior knowledge about Middle Earth, but he was also a very good fighter. Boromir was Boromir, and lived up to his name by asking to see the Ring every five minutes. Blaire got fed up very quickly and shoved him off his horse. He was then comforted by Hallie.

Hallie was Gandalf for some unknown reason, partially because she kept whacking Sean with a stick, but mostly because she was unlike any other member of the original Fellowship. Rachael was Legolas because she had the lightest hair and because she thought he was so hot. And finally, Faramir was Gimli because he was the last character to be chosen.

On the first day, they made very decent progress, getting pretty close to Mordor. The second day was a different story. Everyone was tired from having been up late the night before with their significant other. So they went nice and slow, and only made about twenty miles, compared with the previous day's thirty five.

They made camp extra early and everyone went to bed extra early too. They wanted to make it to Mordor by the seventh day, and if they continued having days like that day, they'd never get there. So they sat together and ate dinner and then went straight to bed, falling immediately into a deep slumber.

Not for long, however.

Blaire awoke the entire Fellowship with a shriek in the middle of the night. A man dressed in all white was stalking around camp, and the blinding white light emanating from him, along with her screams, awoke the rest of the group.

"It's Saruman!" Faramir yelled, and grabbed his sword and went after him.

"No!" Rachael yelled, and went after him. "It's Gandalf!"

And it was Gandalf. Once he turned off his big huge blinding white light, everyone could clearly see that it was indeed Gandalf, and they were immensely relieved. Along with Gandalf were the real Aragorn, Gimli, and Legolas. And by the looks of it, Aragorn and Legolas' relationship had broken off.

Blaire seemed to be the only one who wasn't happy to see them. "We'll never get to Mordor by the end of the week, at this rate," she muttered, and ignoring everyone else, hit the sack.

Pretty soon after that, the rest of the group followed suit and went to sleep. When they awoke in the morning, they made coffee and eggs and toast (the toast was Blaire's idea) and sat and talked for a few hours.

"Well, we're headed off to Mordor," Sean said after Gandalf had told the tale about the fall of Saruman. "We've got the Ring, and we'll hopefully make it to the Cracks of Doom before Sauron catches on."

Aragorn leaned over to Gimli and whispered, "Who is this guy?"

Boromir, who'd overheard, whispered back, "He's Aragorn," and laughed at the confused look on Aragorn's face.

Aragorn stood up and shouted, "But I'm supposed to be King!" He walked over to Sean and got up in his face, saying, "You wanna start somethin'?"

Sean stood up himself and replied, "Yeah, I think I do, you halfwit."

Off in the distance, a bell rang, and Aragorn threw the first punch. Sean easily blocked and gave Aragorn a good hit to the stomach. The "oof" that came out of Aragorn's mouth made everyone smile, and Sean circled around again.

Aragorn came back again, but made sure to protect his stomach this time. Sean dodged and gave him a knife hand to the bridge of his nose. Blood gushed. Aragorn whimpered, but tried to be manly and went at Sean again. This time Sean took him down, and the thump that Aragorn made on the ground was immensely satisfying, especially to Allyn.

It took Aragorn a few minutes to regain the breath that had been knocked out of him. During that time, Sean had yelled, "I am King!" and collected handshakes from the men and kisses from the women. Like his ego needed that.

Once everyone had settled down and Sean had gotten his crown of branches from Rachael and Hallie, Gandalf cleared his throat. "So what are you-"

"Can I have your staff?" Hallie interrupted.

Gandalf looked at her blankly and said, "No."

"Why not?"

"Because it's mine."

"Well I'm gonna take it anyway." Hallie snatched the staff out of Gandalf's hand and ran off screaming, "I wield the flame of Arnor! My name is Gandalf the Very Bright White!"

Gandalf took off after her. They could be seen going back and forth through the woods, and after a while, everyone returned to their conversations.

"So Hallie got the Ring from Frodo, no idea how, and now I'm going to pretend to give it back to Sauron but really throw it into Mount Doom. As if I would actually give it to him," Blaire said.

A shout filtered through the trees. "Give me back my staff, you pathetic excuse for a human being!"

The running feet stopped. "OH, you did not just say I was pathetic. That's it, old man, you're going down!"

"Anyways-" Faramir broke in.

"So yeah, we're on our way to Mordor right now. Where are you guys going?" Rachael asked.

Legolas shrugged. "I have absolutely no idea. I'm just following White Beard over there.who seems to be getting his ass kicked by your friend," he said, and pointed at Hallie, who was delivering punch after punch to Gandalf's face.

"Should I go break it up?" Blaire asked.

Everyone looked at one another. "Nahhhhh."
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well I suppose I'd better finish up this story soon! I just realized that I've got badminton practices after school every day, meaning I won't have as much time to write and post and this is going to be horrible! So, in case I don't update as often over the next two months, you know why. But I'm not gone forever! I'll be back, if the internet quits being stupid and whenever my season is over. Later!