Ack, I am such a procrastinator; I should have written this a while ago.
It's not ALL my fault though; I had a stupid project, an upcoming
graduation, exam preparation and a horrible muse. *sticks tongue out at
Frodo*
Frodo: *sighs* You're so immature. And I'm a great muse if I do say so myself.
*mimics* You're so immature.
Frodo: You see! This is what I'm talking about.
.So. I'm the Author! I have power over things. THE MAGIC KEYBOARD OF POWER IS AT MY COMMAND!!!! MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *runs in circles*
Disclaimer: I have a dream that one day all insane authors who torment Tolkien's beloved creations will be able to call them their own. Unfortunately that has yet to come into reality. I'll be waiting though. ()()()()
"Good day passengers this is your captain speaking. We will be arriving at our destination in one hour. I hope that you will enjoy your flying time." A muffled voice said suddenly.
Frodo jumped out of his seat, or tried to. Really he ended up gagging himself as he forgot to unbuckle his seatbelt first. "The Ring is talking to me again!" Suddenly he started laughing. "It's physic now!" He lifted the Ring out of his pocket and looked through the center. "Sam I can still see you!"
From somewhere on the plane someone started screaming as she ran into the doors trying to escape. This lady was allowed to wear a very special white jacket that many people I know, including me, are very well acquainted with.
Sam awoke from his doze and shrieked. "Oh Mr. Frodo! You startled me." Sam frowned slightly. "You look different somehow, I can't put my finger on it. Did you get your hair cut?" Frodo lowered the Ring and smiled. Sam gasped. "You did get your hair cut didn't you? And you didn't tell me." Frodo shook his head. "No Sam I was looking through the ring. It was like looking through nothing only with something there." He held the Ring out toward Sam. "Come on, you should look through it." Sam shook his head. "Come on, it's fun." "Fine, but just 'cause you want me too." Sam said smiling.
Sam took the Ring and placed it over his eye. The Ring would have smiled and laughed an evil laughed had it been blessed with a mouth but unfortunately it had not been seeing as it was an inanimate object. 'New master for me. I'm sort of, almost taking a step closer to getting back to that my puppet Sauron. puppets.' This celebrating was cut sort as Sam handed the Ring back to Frodo. 'NO! Don't send me back to that ignoramus! He might think I'm an onion Ring and swallow me.'
Frodo snickered. "It called me an ignoramus." Sam shrugged as his master said this. "It wasn't too bad but I'd rather just go for the a naked eye than have some contraption over mine." From a couple rows ahead too familiar Hobbits started cracking up. "Sam you said your eye was naked!" The woman in the white jacket started screaming again.
~
Aragorn stared at his hand smiling oddly. Boromir smacked his head. "What are you doing now?" Aragorn glared at Boromir. "I'm reading my hand." He said matter-of-factly. "WHAT?" "Reading my hand. It's like reading tea leaves only different." Boromir shook his head. Unexpectedly, his hand was grabbed.
"I'll show you." Aragorn said as he concentrated on Boromir's hand. "It says. dramatic pause." "It says dramatic pause?" "No! I was just indicating that now I'm going to have a dramatic pause. like now. dramatic pause." "You're not supposed to say dramatic pause when you have a dramatic pause. That's why it's called a pause, no speaking." Aragorn looked at Boromir dubiously. "You're point being?" "Nothing, never mind, continue."
Aragorn looked back at Boromir's hand. "It says. dramatic pause." Boromir shook his head. "Eat at Joe's" "WHAT?!?!" With a prophet's disposition on his face, Aragorn said, "Yea, 'Eat at Joe's'. You're hand has spoken." "I have." A hand went up in front of Boromir's face. "You're hand has spoken."
Snatching his hand back, Boromir pinched the bridge on his nose. "Why do I always have to sit next to Aragorn, future crackpot of Gondor?"
All the while, in the next seat Gandalf sat snoring rather loudly. "Mmmm, Jerky." He muttered between snores.
~
Legolas stared around at the people on the plane, slowly moving his eyes row to row. Many of the women on the flight kept looking at him and giggling. He sighed and dropped his head into his hands. "Why does it always have to be like this everywhere I go?" He asked himself. "I understand that I am by far the best looking of all these dunderheads but," another sigh, "it gets trying."
Gimli rolled his eyes and punched Legolas' arm none too lightly. "What are you complaining? I wish I had half as many people looking at me as they do you." Legolas frowned and rubbed his arm before breaking out in hysterical laughter. "Excuse me Gimli but that was just too good." Again he snickered. "You having admirer."
The Dwarf looked indignant. "For a fact back where I'm from they ladies think I'm quite a catch." A smirk lay on the Elves face. "Back where there is hardly a difference between men and women."
Again Gimli punched Legolas' arm and looked out of the window. "Bloody Elf."
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Ack short, but I ran out of inspiration. I'll try to get the next chapter out quickly, but exams are next week then graduation. But then I have all summer! Anyone have any plot ideas or something they want to see please tell me.
Frodo: *sighs* You're so immature. And I'm a great muse if I do say so myself.
*mimics* You're so immature.
Frodo: You see! This is what I'm talking about.
.So. I'm the Author! I have power over things. THE MAGIC KEYBOARD OF POWER IS AT MY COMMAND!!!! MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *runs in circles*
Disclaimer: I have a dream that one day all insane authors who torment Tolkien's beloved creations will be able to call them their own. Unfortunately that has yet to come into reality. I'll be waiting though. ()()()()
"Good day passengers this is your captain speaking. We will be arriving at our destination in one hour. I hope that you will enjoy your flying time." A muffled voice said suddenly.
Frodo jumped out of his seat, or tried to. Really he ended up gagging himself as he forgot to unbuckle his seatbelt first. "The Ring is talking to me again!" Suddenly he started laughing. "It's physic now!" He lifted the Ring out of his pocket and looked through the center. "Sam I can still see you!"
From somewhere on the plane someone started screaming as she ran into the doors trying to escape. This lady was allowed to wear a very special white jacket that many people I know, including me, are very well acquainted with.
Sam awoke from his doze and shrieked. "Oh Mr. Frodo! You startled me." Sam frowned slightly. "You look different somehow, I can't put my finger on it. Did you get your hair cut?" Frodo lowered the Ring and smiled. Sam gasped. "You did get your hair cut didn't you? And you didn't tell me." Frodo shook his head. "No Sam I was looking through the ring. It was like looking through nothing only with something there." He held the Ring out toward Sam. "Come on, you should look through it." Sam shook his head. "Come on, it's fun." "Fine, but just 'cause you want me too." Sam said smiling.
Sam took the Ring and placed it over his eye. The Ring would have smiled and laughed an evil laughed had it been blessed with a mouth but unfortunately it had not been seeing as it was an inanimate object. 'New master for me. I'm sort of, almost taking a step closer to getting back to that my puppet Sauron. puppets.' This celebrating was cut sort as Sam handed the Ring back to Frodo. 'NO! Don't send me back to that ignoramus! He might think I'm an onion Ring and swallow me.'
Frodo snickered. "It called me an ignoramus." Sam shrugged as his master said this. "It wasn't too bad but I'd rather just go for the a naked eye than have some contraption over mine." From a couple rows ahead too familiar Hobbits started cracking up. "Sam you said your eye was naked!" The woman in the white jacket started screaming again.
~
Aragorn stared at his hand smiling oddly. Boromir smacked his head. "What are you doing now?" Aragorn glared at Boromir. "I'm reading my hand." He said matter-of-factly. "WHAT?" "Reading my hand. It's like reading tea leaves only different." Boromir shook his head. Unexpectedly, his hand was grabbed.
"I'll show you." Aragorn said as he concentrated on Boromir's hand. "It says. dramatic pause." "It says dramatic pause?" "No! I was just indicating that now I'm going to have a dramatic pause. like now. dramatic pause." "You're not supposed to say dramatic pause when you have a dramatic pause. That's why it's called a pause, no speaking." Aragorn looked at Boromir dubiously. "You're point being?" "Nothing, never mind, continue."
Aragorn looked back at Boromir's hand. "It says. dramatic pause." Boromir shook his head. "Eat at Joe's" "WHAT?!?!" With a prophet's disposition on his face, Aragorn said, "Yea, 'Eat at Joe's'. You're hand has spoken." "I have." A hand went up in front of Boromir's face. "You're hand has spoken."
Snatching his hand back, Boromir pinched the bridge on his nose. "Why do I always have to sit next to Aragorn, future crackpot of Gondor?"
All the while, in the next seat Gandalf sat snoring rather loudly. "Mmmm, Jerky." He muttered between snores.
~
Legolas stared around at the people on the plane, slowly moving his eyes row to row. Many of the women on the flight kept looking at him and giggling. He sighed and dropped his head into his hands. "Why does it always have to be like this everywhere I go?" He asked himself. "I understand that I am by far the best looking of all these dunderheads but," another sigh, "it gets trying."
Gimli rolled his eyes and punched Legolas' arm none too lightly. "What are you complaining? I wish I had half as many people looking at me as they do you." Legolas frowned and rubbed his arm before breaking out in hysterical laughter. "Excuse me Gimli but that was just too good." Again he snickered. "You having admirer."
The Dwarf looked indignant. "For a fact back where I'm from they ladies think I'm quite a catch." A smirk lay on the Elves face. "Back where there is hardly a difference between men and women."
Again Gimli punched Legolas' arm and looked out of the window. "Bloody Elf."
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Ack short, but I ran out of inspiration. I'll try to get the next chapter out quickly, but exams are next week then graduation. But then I have all summer! Anyone have any plot ideas or something they want to see please tell me.