Chapter three:
Biatche, four years, youth may be fleeting..
Disclaimer: I (obviously) am J.R.R. Tolkien, I mean obviously the greatest author of all time would be wasting his time writing almost plot less Fan- fiction. Therefore I am obviously the greatest author in the world (who happens to be dead).
Author: I'm going to borrow my friends line and say: Note the Blatantly obvious sarcasm.
D_T: That's my line!
Author: I know you idiot.
D_T: ASS CLOWN!
Author: BURRO PAYASO! (Translation: Ass Clown)
D_T: What did you just call me?
Author: Nothing.
~*~
"We must take the path of. um. Cara. uh. we have to go over the huge mountain." Gandalf's memory wasn't working to good, but then what would you expect. Five teenage girls had kept him awake to all hours of the night.
" What?! No Way! I am Not, I repeat Not going to walk up some lame-assed mountain with two unhygienic freaks of nature, four incredibly short people, a dude with pointy ears, a guy who resembles a gorilla (Gimli) and a dude who reminds me of my long dead Grandfather."
"You will do as you are told." Aragorn Started to say.
"When you go to Hell!"
"Bedamned child."
"What did you just call me Biatche?" Kelsi Demanded.
~*~
"You shouldn't have done that to Aragorn." Danielle scolded Kelsi lightly.
"Oh, Yes I should have."
"By the way how long has it been since we were here last?"
"Well, last time we were here I was fourteen, now I'm eighteen so, Four years our time but according to their time we've never been here unless this is some sort of alternate universe to the last one."
"Four years, huh? Haven't grown up much have we?"
All the girls just smiled at the thought of that.
~*~
The girls ran up the mountain. Kelsi stopped and grabbed and packed a handful of snow. She then lobbed it at Gen. Gen did the same to Danielle (she thought Danielle had thrown it) and what little control there had been went bye-bye.
~*~
" You should know better than to do that. You have delayed our journey, yet again."
" So?" "So you should be mature enough not to have a snow war, after all, maturity comes with age and you are all old enough to know how to behave!" Gandalf cried.
"My friend, there is a quote you should know of. It applies to my friends and myself. That quote is: Youth may be fleeting, but immaturity can last for ever." Kelsi replied her face calm and almost (key word almost) serene.
Author: it's done, I know this chapter isn't great but I got a minor writers block so whatever. Review please. Flames will be used to make a flamethrower with my hair spray.
Biatche, four years, youth may be fleeting..
Disclaimer: I (obviously) am J.R.R. Tolkien, I mean obviously the greatest author of all time would be wasting his time writing almost plot less Fan- fiction. Therefore I am obviously the greatest author in the world (who happens to be dead).
Author: I'm going to borrow my friends line and say: Note the Blatantly obvious sarcasm.
D_T: That's my line!
Author: I know you idiot.
D_T: ASS CLOWN!
Author: BURRO PAYASO! (Translation: Ass Clown)
D_T: What did you just call me?
Author: Nothing.
~*~
"We must take the path of. um. Cara. uh. we have to go over the huge mountain." Gandalf's memory wasn't working to good, but then what would you expect. Five teenage girls had kept him awake to all hours of the night.
" What?! No Way! I am Not, I repeat Not going to walk up some lame-assed mountain with two unhygienic freaks of nature, four incredibly short people, a dude with pointy ears, a guy who resembles a gorilla (Gimli) and a dude who reminds me of my long dead Grandfather."
"You will do as you are told." Aragorn Started to say.
"When you go to Hell!"
"Bedamned child."
"What did you just call me Biatche?" Kelsi Demanded.
~*~
"You shouldn't have done that to Aragorn." Danielle scolded Kelsi lightly.
"Oh, Yes I should have."
"By the way how long has it been since we were here last?"
"Well, last time we were here I was fourteen, now I'm eighteen so, Four years our time but according to their time we've never been here unless this is some sort of alternate universe to the last one."
"Four years, huh? Haven't grown up much have we?"
All the girls just smiled at the thought of that.
~*~
The girls ran up the mountain. Kelsi stopped and grabbed and packed a handful of snow. She then lobbed it at Gen. Gen did the same to Danielle (she thought Danielle had thrown it) and what little control there had been went bye-bye.
~*~
" You should know better than to do that. You have delayed our journey, yet again."
" So?" "So you should be mature enough not to have a snow war, after all, maturity comes with age and you are all old enough to know how to behave!" Gandalf cried.
"My friend, there is a quote you should know of. It applies to my friends and myself. That quote is: Youth may be fleeting, but immaturity can last for ever." Kelsi replied her face calm and almost (key word almost) serene.
Author: it's done, I know this chapter isn't great but I got a minor writers block so whatever. Review please. Flames will be used to make a flamethrower with my hair spray.
