A/N: Didn't want you to wait too long!
Another A/N: I deeply apologize to all of the other LOTR fans: I am
borrowing a bit of Tolkien's text, which is surrounded with *asterisks* to
show that I can cite my references.
Anyways, If I had meant to go wherever I am, I would have told my parents. But if the ring fits..... I stood there, staring blankly at my newly-appeared surroundings. I was standing right in the middle of Bag End, watching Frodo and Gandalf converse. Omigod I thought, almost out loud, is this a dream? Well, I can answer myself now. Nope!
* 'It is quite cool,' said Gandalf, 'Take it!' Frodo received it on his shrinking palm: it seemed to have become thicker and heavier than ever.*
Getting extremely giddy, I silently ushered myself outside, not realizing that I was invisible. Taking a chance to peer in a mirror while passing, I noticed that I could not see myself. Whoa. Wait a minute. This Ring is real? Or am I in some sick fan fiction fantasy? I took the lesser as the truth, though I was extremely confused.
Anyhow, I was now outside, but it was not for a good minute that I had realized that I had trodden on something, rather someone.
A very confused post-eavesdropping Sam Gamgee was underneath my feet. Oops.
As a rule of thumb, you should never step on someone whilst you are invisible.
I slipped off the ring, then realize that I had three choices, to: apologize and introduce myself, turn tail and run, or Laugh like a crazed LOTR freak, then help him up. I chose A) and C).
I firstly laughed like a maniac, apologized, helped him up, and then introduced myself.
'Sorry 'bout that. My name is...' I stalled. Allie is not exactly a very good Middle Earth name. I used my Runescape username instead. '.Natalaysya.' Sam then suddenly achieved a extremely rare look of amazement, confusion and pissed all at the same time. 'Why did you step on me?!?' Sam asked, wearily. 'I didn't mean to, sir,' I said in one of my more kindly tones. 'Oh. Where did you get your attire?' He inquired, and for good reason. I was wearing hip-hugging denim capris with corduroy patches on the front, a tube top, and an Exco hoodie. 'At a store,' I carefully (and numbly realizing that I was being a little misunderstandable for a hobbit) replied. He nodded, confused, but he still nodded. I was satisfied.
Sam was then told by Gandalf that he was to go with Frodo to Mordor. Sam jumped a little too excitedly for joy. He then turned to me to say, 'Why don't you come with us?' But as he finished, I slipped on the ring, then realizing what he said, I tore it off, and replied with a positive, 'Yes!'
That was when the adventure began. Finally!
Anyways, If I had meant to go wherever I am, I would have told my parents. But if the ring fits..... I stood there, staring blankly at my newly-appeared surroundings. I was standing right in the middle of Bag End, watching Frodo and Gandalf converse. Omigod I thought, almost out loud, is this a dream? Well, I can answer myself now. Nope!
* 'It is quite cool,' said Gandalf, 'Take it!' Frodo received it on his shrinking palm: it seemed to have become thicker and heavier than ever.*
Getting extremely giddy, I silently ushered myself outside, not realizing that I was invisible. Taking a chance to peer in a mirror while passing, I noticed that I could not see myself. Whoa. Wait a minute. This Ring is real? Or am I in some sick fan fiction fantasy? I took the lesser as the truth, though I was extremely confused.
Anyhow, I was now outside, but it was not for a good minute that I had realized that I had trodden on something, rather someone.
A very confused post-eavesdropping Sam Gamgee was underneath my feet. Oops.
As a rule of thumb, you should never step on someone whilst you are invisible.
I slipped off the ring, then realize that I had three choices, to: apologize and introduce myself, turn tail and run, or Laugh like a crazed LOTR freak, then help him up. I chose A) and C).
I firstly laughed like a maniac, apologized, helped him up, and then introduced myself.
'Sorry 'bout that. My name is...' I stalled. Allie is not exactly a very good Middle Earth name. I used my Runescape username instead. '.Natalaysya.' Sam then suddenly achieved a extremely rare look of amazement, confusion and pissed all at the same time. 'Why did you step on me?!?' Sam asked, wearily. 'I didn't mean to, sir,' I said in one of my more kindly tones. 'Oh. Where did you get your attire?' He inquired, and for good reason. I was wearing hip-hugging denim capris with corduroy patches on the front, a tube top, and an Exco hoodie. 'At a store,' I carefully (and numbly realizing that I was being a little misunderstandable for a hobbit) replied. He nodded, confused, but he still nodded. I was satisfied.
Sam was then told by Gandalf that he was to go with Frodo to Mordor. Sam jumped a little too excitedly for joy. He then turned to me to say, 'Why don't you come with us?' But as he finished, I slipped on the ring, then realizing what he said, I tore it off, and replied with a positive, 'Yes!'
That was when the adventure began. Finally!