Chapter 4

A/n: What happened to Kits? I thought she was going to be in it. I loved your 1…2…3 thing and naming the ringwraiths! Ha! I laughed my pants off (which John enjoyed watching! J/J!) Nessa's POV.

"Christy? I hate dresses! Get me out! NOW!!!" I screamed. "Do you know what else I hate? Milk and lunch ladies. Grrr…"

"Whoa, Nessa. Calm down. We'll get you out soon enough."

We were still being led by our hobbits to a room so we could change. We came to our room and set out were two sets of clothes for us.

"OK, change," Pippin said to me.

"OK! Nessa's going strippin'!"

"NO!!!" Christy screamed. "Seeing you strip is something I never want to see."

"No! Him, maybe, but not me," she pointed at Pippin when she said this. Pippin just stood in the corner looking hopeful.

"Sorry guys. Christy says no," I said sounding put out. I looked over at Pippin and said quietly, "It'll come later," and winked.

"I heard that!" Christy stated.

"You never let me have any fun," I said laughing.

"Not that kind of 'fun,'" and threw a pillow at me.

We walked out 10 minutes later.

"I look like an elf!" Christy cried.

"A manly elf," I commented.

"Shut up! You look just the same."

"But I look good in it," I said, grinning. All she did was stick her tongue out at me; which I returned.

We met up with the hobbits and hugged blah blah blah, you know.

"So we're part of the fellowship, huh?" I asked.

"I guess so Nessie," my friend commented.

"When do we leave?" I asked.

"Day after tomorrow," Frodo answered. "So get some rest."

(A/N: I know in the book they sent out scouts and it took quite a long time but this is my fic and I say they leave day after tomorrow)

"OK," I said. "Yeah right!" I thought. "Pippin + Me= who knows what!"

"I'm hungry," Pippin piped in. "Let's go eat."

"I'm up for that!" I agreed.

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"Food...nummy…food," I said in between bites.

"My gosh, Nessa! You're almost as bad as the hobbits!" Christy exclaimed.

"What can I say? I love my food."

"Obviously!" she laughed.

Just then there was a loud bang and an equally loud squeal. "Legollllllllllaaaaaaaaaaassssssss!!!!!"

"Oh no. Another Legolas fan girl," Merry muttered.

"Do you get a lot?" I asked.

"All the time! They come, they squeal, they hug/kiss the elf, they leave," Pippin said.

"How many come a day?" Christy asked.

"About five," Merry answered.

            "Lllllleeeeegggggooooolllllaaaassss!!!" another bang and a squeal.

"Is that who I think it is?" I asked.

A/N: Sorry.