Chapter 1: The plan begins.
Aragorn and Boromir are outside playing basketball in their driveway after their first day of school.
Boromir: So Aragorn, did you see that new teacher for History we got today? Miss Eowyn?
Aragorn: Yeah, what about her?
Boromir: Well, isn't she unbelieveable?
Aragorn: I don't know.
Boromir: Well, it's a good thing she's young huh?
Aragorn: Boromir, you're younger than I am! You're way too young for a teacher!
Boromir: What, you thought I was implying something?
Aragorn: (sighs) Never mind. And anyway, I think your half-brother, Mr. Faramir makes a good teacher too.
Boromir: (obviously deep in thought) Yeah, sure. Whatever.
Aragorn: Boromir, you know you have no chance with Miss Eowyn, right?
Boromir: (lying) Well, sure I know that. I wasn't thinking about that.
Aragorn: Ok. Let's play 1 on 1.
Boromir: Sure.
The two begin a game of basketball.
Both Aragorn and Boromir had trouble concentrating on basketball. Boromir, because he was lost in thoughts about his history teacher, and Aragorn had more or less the same thoughts.
Aragorn (thinking) : Well of course Boromir likes Miss Eowyn. How could he not? She's very attractive. But. My English teacher. Miss Arwen. She's gorgeous. So incredibly beautiful. And they both kept giving me these odd looks. I mean, I am older than everyone else because I started late. Could it be that they both think I'm attractive?
Inside, Legolas and Gimli were talking about their first day.
Legolas: Did you see Sam today? Ever since he saw that girl, Rosie, he was completely out of it.
Gimli: Yeah, I noticed that too. Poor little guy. He hardly knows how to deal with his feelings.
Legolas: We should help fix them up!
Gimli: What did you have in mind?
As Legolas begins to explain his plan, the delicious smell of Lembas floats up the stairs.
All at once, all of the people in the house rush to the kitchen to find Tom Bombadil lifting out a tray of freshly baked elf-cakes.
Tom: (chuckling) I wondered when you were going to get here!
Frodo: Those smell delicious!
All the children dig into the Lembas, except for Sam.
Frodo: What's wrong Sam? You always have Tom's Lembas! Are you sick or something?
Sam: (seems far off) What? Oh, no. It's just that.um. I haven't really been feeling like myself lately. I think I'm going to go lie down.
Sam makes his way upstairs to his bedroom. Legolas and Gimli exchange knowing looks. Aragorn and Boromir see this, put two and two together, and figure it out.
Boromir: (quietly) Oh, poor Sam.
Aragorn: Yeah, I had no clue.
Legolas: We need to help him.
Frodo: What? What's going on?
Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas, and Gimli glance at each other, unsure of whether to tell him or not.
Gimli: (clears throat) Frodo, we think Sam may have a little.um.he might.see..
Boromir: It's Rosie.
Frodo (suddenly realizing what's going on): We need to get them together!
Legolas: I have a plan. Come up to my room.
Carrying their Lembas bread, Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas, Gimli, and Frodo, make their way up the stairs to the Elf's room.
*To be continued*
Aragorn and Boromir are outside playing basketball in their driveway after their first day of school.
Boromir: So Aragorn, did you see that new teacher for History we got today? Miss Eowyn?
Aragorn: Yeah, what about her?
Boromir: Well, isn't she unbelieveable?
Aragorn: I don't know.
Boromir: Well, it's a good thing she's young huh?
Aragorn: Boromir, you're younger than I am! You're way too young for a teacher!
Boromir: What, you thought I was implying something?
Aragorn: (sighs) Never mind. And anyway, I think your half-brother, Mr. Faramir makes a good teacher too.
Boromir: (obviously deep in thought) Yeah, sure. Whatever.
Aragorn: Boromir, you know you have no chance with Miss Eowyn, right?
Boromir: (lying) Well, sure I know that. I wasn't thinking about that.
Aragorn: Ok. Let's play 1 on 1.
Boromir: Sure.
The two begin a game of basketball.
Both Aragorn and Boromir had trouble concentrating on basketball. Boromir, because he was lost in thoughts about his history teacher, and Aragorn had more or less the same thoughts.
Aragorn (thinking) : Well of course Boromir likes Miss Eowyn. How could he not? She's very attractive. But. My English teacher. Miss Arwen. She's gorgeous. So incredibly beautiful. And they both kept giving me these odd looks. I mean, I am older than everyone else because I started late. Could it be that they both think I'm attractive?
Inside, Legolas and Gimli were talking about their first day.
Legolas: Did you see Sam today? Ever since he saw that girl, Rosie, he was completely out of it.
Gimli: Yeah, I noticed that too. Poor little guy. He hardly knows how to deal with his feelings.
Legolas: We should help fix them up!
Gimli: What did you have in mind?
As Legolas begins to explain his plan, the delicious smell of Lembas floats up the stairs.
All at once, all of the people in the house rush to the kitchen to find Tom Bombadil lifting out a tray of freshly baked elf-cakes.
Tom: (chuckling) I wondered when you were going to get here!
Frodo: Those smell delicious!
All the children dig into the Lembas, except for Sam.
Frodo: What's wrong Sam? You always have Tom's Lembas! Are you sick or something?
Sam: (seems far off) What? Oh, no. It's just that.um. I haven't really been feeling like myself lately. I think I'm going to go lie down.
Sam makes his way upstairs to his bedroom. Legolas and Gimli exchange knowing looks. Aragorn and Boromir see this, put two and two together, and figure it out.
Boromir: (quietly) Oh, poor Sam.
Aragorn: Yeah, I had no clue.
Legolas: We need to help him.
Frodo: What? What's going on?
Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas, and Gimli glance at each other, unsure of whether to tell him or not.
Gimli: (clears throat) Frodo, we think Sam may have a little.um.he might.see..
Boromir: It's Rosie.
Frodo (suddenly realizing what's going on): We need to get them together!
Legolas: I have a plan. Come up to my room.
Carrying their Lembas bread, Aragorn, Boromir, Legolas, Gimli, and Frodo, make their way up the stairs to the Elf's room.
*To be continued*
