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Note: I would just like to thank all the little people who contributed to this story… if it wasn't for the support from the reviews.. (just Joking! Obviously) Thanx sooooooo much though, to the people who review. I check EVERY day (I am such a freak!) for reviews when I get home, and it really does lift my spirits reading them (even the bad ones I get for my other notorious lotr story (I'm silently waiting for someone to write a good review for that story and make 2 people who actually like it). Anyways, on with the story.
Although the fellowship was nearing the bottom of the mountain, there was still a good mile to walk and it was way too dark to see in front of them. So the hobbits (who were hyped up from pipe weed) decided to turn their attention from possible hiding places where mushrooms could be found, to the strange girl in their company, who they now fondly called big-brown-eyed-girl (her eyes were actually green, but she reminded them of a head strong elf they had once encountered on their journey, named Lady Eirtae, who they had called big-blue-eyed-girl for no reason)
"So big-brown-eyed-girl how do you fare?" –Frodo
"better than the four of you but wishing, I could have atleast been brought to middle-earth as an elf so I could walk on snow (after which thay all glimpse to Legolas who's humming and bobbing his head pleasantly).
"at least you don't have to sleep with your eyes open. I think the reason Legolas is bobbing his head is to get all the little pieces of dirt whipped from the wind, out of his eye (I look at Legolas, still not seeing it but not really caring anyways)
"So, Frodo (in a vain attempt to start a longer conversation) back at the shear, who do you like? –(me)
"you mean shire?"
"yeah, that…"
"no one"
And so their conversation stopped (although Merry and Pippin continuely asked her questions she ignored ("is it true that big people with green eyes are evil 90% of the time?" –Merry, "Is Gandalf allowing you to stay so we can eat you if we run out of food?" –Pippin)
Suddenly like out of the blue Legolas walked up to me. As I am still confused as to where I stand with him (I was continely changing from love of his sweetness, to hatred of his ability to walk on snow and not feel the cold while I'm gathering ice particles on my head)
"Anything you'd like to tell me?" –Legolas
"huh?" –me
"listen, I trust Mithrandir, but you are a threat, when your eyes are changing colors, and no creature in middle-earth's eyes change color." –Legolas
"huh?" –me
"your eyes are changing color." –Legolas
I finally relize he's somewhat upset for his perfectly calm self but can't hear a word he's saying over the wind. Gimli, who's right next to me on my other side mutters something about elves and how they expect everyone to have perfect hearing too. I just look at him in disgut (Can't we all just get along?)
"I can't hear you over the wind."
Legolas points to his eye. I look into a melted (gigantic) footprint of Gimli's that melted the snow. My eyes had changed to blue. Thinking,whoever brought me here must be trying to put me through a lot of explaining before I die of cold and hunger, I momentarily lapse to my second day at my new schhol when I was ten. Ms. Havisham, the teacher, had always called on me because I was quiet. I hate Ms. Havisham…
We're here. "where" "The bottom of the mountain." –Gandalf dum, dum, DUM. Goes ringing of in my ear.
Note: I know, I know you want more funnies and less complaining. I ha to hurry though. PLEASE REVIEW. AND CONTINUE TO READ, have a tendency to change my mind and make stories go hay wire (read Too Long Ago To be Forgotten to gat an example of this tendency gone wrong.