A/N: Lookie I actually updated aren't you proud of me? Anywho I've decided
to focus on this story for awhile seeing as it's the only story of mine
that people actually seem to like, but whether or not anyone reads them I
will continue writing the other ones I just won't take the time to post
them. The real truth behind why I haven't been updating my LOTR stories,
it's because they're not mine and I feel like a phony when I write them.
But hey they're fun and in some ways they improve my writing so don't
despair. Oh well on to the story and as always read and review! Remember
the more guilty you make me feel the more often I'm going to force myself
to write.
The One Ring is stolen by a Squirrel -Part 7
"Mr. Frodo I do believe we've gone this way twice before."
Frodo looked up from the ground he had been staring at to look at Sam.
"What makes you say that Sam?"
"Lots of reasons Mr. Frodo, first of this entire place looks familiar, like that tree for instance, and second of all there's the rock I wrote on with that white chalky stone next to it. See I wrote you've been here before on it."
Frodo looked to where Sam was pointing and it did in fact have writing on it. He kicked the dirt in frustration; it was almost as if that squirrel was toying with them. Always watching them, leading them in circles laughing as they walked over their footsteps over and over again.
"I do believe you're right Sam, but I don't know where else to go. We can't go to Mordor without the Ring, and we can't go back because not only do I not know the way, but without the Ring we're no help to anyone."
Sam nodded, Frodo after was right, although Sam didn't remember ever knowing the way to Mordor either when they had set out upon this journey. Suddenly an idea came to him so strong it felt as if something had struck him upon the head.
"Sam, are you alright? I believe you were just hit by an acorn."
Sam sighed, okay so maybe the idea had not really been that strong but it was a good idea or at least he thought so.
"It was that squirrel Sam, I just know it. He's up there laughing at us right now."
"I did not know squirrels could laugh Mr. Frodo, but if he is up there I have an idea on how to catch him."
"You do Sam? Well let me hear it."
"Okay Mr. Frodo it goes like this. We leave food out you see, and when the squirrel comes by to eat it, we jump out and grab him. And even if we don't grab him we'll at least know if he still has the ring and if he's around and finally we'll know where he's going."
Frodo smiled, he had to have been one of the simplest ideas he had ever heard, it amazed him that he had not yet thought of it, but then he had been imagining this squirrel as some kind of genius, that way he didn't feel so bad about having the ring stolen by it.
"Well Sam, in any case it is worth a try. Let's do it."
The One Ring is stolen by a Squirrel -Part 7
"Mr. Frodo I do believe we've gone this way twice before."
Frodo looked up from the ground he had been staring at to look at Sam.
"What makes you say that Sam?"
"Lots of reasons Mr. Frodo, first of this entire place looks familiar, like that tree for instance, and second of all there's the rock I wrote on with that white chalky stone next to it. See I wrote you've been here before on it."
Frodo looked to where Sam was pointing and it did in fact have writing on it. He kicked the dirt in frustration; it was almost as if that squirrel was toying with them. Always watching them, leading them in circles laughing as they walked over their footsteps over and over again.
"I do believe you're right Sam, but I don't know where else to go. We can't go to Mordor without the Ring, and we can't go back because not only do I not know the way, but without the Ring we're no help to anyone."
Sam nodded, Frodo after was right, although Sam didn't remember ever knowing the way to Mordor either when they had set out upon this journey. Suddenly an idea came to him so strong it felt as if something had struck him upon the head.
"Sam, are you alright? I believe you were just hit by an acorn."
Sam sighed, okay so maybe the idea had not really been that strong but it was a good idea or at least he thought so.
"It was that squirrel Sam, I just know it. He's up there laughing at us right now."
"I did not know squirrels could laugh Mr. Frodo, but if he is up there I have an idea on how to catch him."
"You do Sam? Well let me hear it."
"Okay Mr. Frodo it goes like this. We leave food out you see, and when the squirrel comes by to eat it, we jump out and grab him. And even if we don't grab him we'll at least know if he still has the ring and if he's around and finally we'll know where he's going."
Frodo smiled, he had to have been one of the simplest ideas he had ever heard, it amazed him that he had not yet thought of it, but then he had been imagining this squirrel as some kind of genius, that way he didn't feel so bad about having the ring stolen by it.
"Well Sam, in any case it is worth a try. Let's do it."
