Star Warped
A/N: Ok, it's the night before I leave for 'vacation' *cough* torture *cough* and I feel like writing. So, here goes, the last thing I write before I am subjected to almost a week of torture. HELP!
Disclaimer: Ok, Once again, we see the same thing. I do not own any of the characters in this story. They belong to the immortal Lucas and Tolkien. Thank you very much! Right now, I own nothing except a few books and some NICE CRISPY BACON! (Long story.you really don't wanna know)
Chapter 5- I Spy
As they were being escorted through the vast halls of the Jedi Temple, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin felt very small. Their captors weren't the nicest people on the world. When they landed in front of the building, the older one was angry about something called a 'parking meter' and how much gasoline prices had gone up. The hobbits as well as the rest of the Fellowship had no clue what these things were, but they sure made the man angry. They gathered from their trip over here that the older man's name was Obi-Wan and the younger one's was Anakin. After Frodo's little 'wee' incident, the two Jedi had been less than polite to them. "Walk faster!" Anakin ordered from behind Frodo. Sam turned around, "Hey! You can't tell Mr. Frodo what to do!" The young Jedi looked amused. "Oh really, and who's gonna stop me! Huh?" Aragorn stepped in front of Sam. "Sam," he said, "I've said this before and I'll say it again, You have a stout heart little one, but that will not save you." Sam looked downtrodden. "Think about it Sam!" Aragorn said. "These people have got weird lights that can cut you in two! We stood a better chance against the Ringwraiths! We just have to play along until I can figure out what's wrong! We're gonna be fine, and so is Frodo. Relax! See the sites! It's-Oof!" "Alright, enough with the sentimental shit." Anakin said, knocking Aragorn away. "Lets go, the sooner we get this done, the sooner I can eat lunch." Pippin brightened. "Did somebody say lunch?!?!?!?!?!"
The group made their way through the Temple until the came to a room with several people seated inside. "Wait here," Obi-Wan instructed Anakin. Then, without a word, strode into the room, closing the door behind him. The words, "Greetings, Master Kenobi," were heard from inside by Frodo as he peered around Legolas to get a better look. He caught a brief glimpse of a small green figure sitting on a beanbag chair in the center of the room, and surprisingly, the figure looked shorter than him. He turned back to the other hobbits, totally oblivious to the conversation that had begun in the room. "Lets play a game!" he said playfully. "Ok!" the other hobbits agreed happily. "What should we play?" Asked Merry. "We will play I spy!" Exclaimed Frodo, clapping his hands together, his crystal blue eyes shining brightly. "And I will go first!" He paused, looking around for an object. "I spy, with my little eye, something.green!" The other hobbits looked around the hall puzzled. "Is it Legolas' tights?!" Said Pippin. Frodo shook his head. "No, its not Legolas' tights." Legolas looked down at them, "They're NOT tights!" He exclaimed. "They're 'leggings'." This statement sent the entire group on a laughing frenzy. "Oh! I know what's green!" said Merry through fits of laughter. "Aragorn's cape!" It was now Aragorn's turn to look angry, "It not a cape!" he protested. "It's a cloak!" Once again, the words sent the fellowship into an unstoppable fit of laughs.
Anakin was getting worried; Obi-Wan had been in the chamber for a long time. What was he talking about that he didn't want to include Anakin in? Suddenly Sam burst out, "I know! Its Legolas' NIGHTIE!" Instead of inducing a roar of laughter, his statement did the exact opposite. The fellowship began casting looks from Sam and then to Legolas. Until finally, Frodo spoke, "Um, Sam, how would you know if Legolas has a green nightie?" he asked suspiciously. "I.uh.ummm, well," Suddenly Legolas gasped. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WERE G-" Legolas was cut off mid-sentence by Anakin's hand. "We don't really want to know about that." He said, holing the elf's mouth shut. Legolas looked down at Anakin's hand, causing him to look cross-eyed. "Nice nails," Legolas mumbled. "What?" Anakin said, removing his hand. "I said, nice nails. Did you do them yourself?" Anakin smiled, "Oh of course not! Master Obi-Wan works wonders with nails! And by the look of you, you could use a manicure!" "How dare you!" Legolas said, fuming. "My nails are perfect!" "Ha!" Anakin laughed, "Not nearly as perfect as mine!" Legolas' eyes moved to Anakin's untidy hair. "Ha! You haven't brushed you hair today!" "Well," Anakin began. "I haven't had time to fix my hair because I've been chasing you everywhere!" Legolas laughed. "Every pretty boy makes time for their hair. You sir, are a disgrace to pretty people everywhere!" "And you," Anakin shot back, "You are a disgrace to HOT people everywhere! Mr. 'Oh look at me! I'm wearing extremely tight tights!' You disgust me!" At this point, the remaining members of the fellowship felt that it was better to observe from the sidelines because they knew what was coming. And sure enough, Legolas exploded. "THEY AREN'T TIGHTS! AND NO ONE INSULTS MY FASSION SENSE!" he screamed. "YOU'RE GONING DOWN!"
Obi-Wan was rather disturbed when he emerged from the council's chamber to find his Padawan and the elf on the floor wrestling and pulling at each other's hair an clothing. Both of them were screaming obscenities in they're native language. He cast a fleeting glance on the people watching the fray. "Do I even want to know?" he asked. They all shook their heads no. "Anakin!" he said sternly, catching the attention of his apprentice. "Get up. Master Yoda is eager to speak with these nine people." Anakin got up and brushed himself off the best he could. "Yes master." Came the automatic reply.
As they all entered into the chamber, Anakin immediately felt the inquisitive stares settle on him and his less than perfect appearance. It was silent for a long while before Aragorn opened his mouth to address the council. "Greetings, my name is Aragorn, and my companions and I would like to know where we are. Yoda stirred in his seat. "Answers we will provide, but first answer questions of ours, you must." Aragorn looked to Gandalf because he had no idea what the small creature had said to him. "He means that we have to answer some of their questions before they will answer ours." Said Gandalf. "Ooooooh." Aragorn said, suddenly comprehending. Mace Windu sat forward in his chair. "Tell us who you are and how you got here." He said. And so, Aragorn began to recount their entire journey leading up to the point where Gandalf had turned to face the Barlog on the bridge of Khazad Dum. "I can't quite explain how we got here." He said as he finished the tale. The last thing I remember was a blinding flash of light emitted from Gandalf's staff. Then boom, we were here." By this time, the sun had already begun to sink behind the endless buildings and the blackness of night was creeping into the streets of Coruscant. Yoda once again shifted in his seat. "Debate this matter no longer we will today. The light is gone from the sky and find shelter for these travelers, we must." He said. "They could stay in this building, then we could always be able to watch them." Mace suggested. He turned to Obi-Wan. "Obi-Wan, escort them to a free room, they will stay here tonight." Obi-Wan and Anakin bowed at the same time and turned to exit the room, motioning to the others to do the same.
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And so ends another pointless chapter. Oh well! I had fun writing it. The best part was I got to listen to the LOTR soundtrack without any interruptions. (as it is 2:45 AM) I love the song 'The Breaking of the Fellowship.' In my opinion, it's the best song on the CD. I was scaring people on AIM though. Well anyway, I'm getting tired. R&R Please! I hope that you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it!
A/N: Ok, it's the night before I leave for 'vacation' *cough* torture *cough* and I feel like writing. So, here goes, the last thing I write before I am subjected to almost a week of torture. HELP!
Disclaimer: Ok, Once again, we see the same thing. I do not own any of the characters in this story. They belong to the immortal Lucas and Tolkien. Thank you very much! Right now, I own nothing except a few books and some NICE CRISPY BACON! (Long story.you really don't wanna know)
Chapter 5- I Spy
As they were being escorted through the vast halls of the Jedi Temple, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin felt very small. Their captors weren't the nicest people on the world. When they landed in front of the building, the older one was angry about something called a 'parking meter' and how much gasoline prices had gone up. The hobbits as well as the rest of the Fellowship had no clue what these things were, but they sure made the man angry. They gathered from their trip over here that the older man's name was Obi-Wan and the younger one's was Anakin. After Frodo's little 'wee' incident, the two Jedi had been less than polite to them. "Walk faster!" Anakin ordered from behind Frodo. Sam turned around, "Hey! You can't tell Mr. Frodo what to do!" The young Jedi looked amused. "Oh really, and who's gonna stop me! Huh?" Aragorn stepped in front of Sam. "Sam," he said, "I've said this before and I'll say it again, You have a stout heart little one, but that will not save you." Sam looked downtrodden. "Think about it Sam!" Aragorn said. "These people have got weird lights that can cut you in two! We stood a better chance against the Ringwraiths! We just have to play along until I can figure out what's wrong! We're gonna be fine, and so is Frodo. Relax! See the sites! It's-Oof!" "Alright, enough with the sentimental shit." Anakin said, knocking Aragorn away. "Lets go, the sooner we get this done, the sooner I can eat lunch." Pippin brightened. "Did somebody say lunch?!?!?!?!?!"
The group made their way through the Temple until the came to a room with several people seated inside. "Wait here," Obi-Wan instructed Anakin. Then, without a word, strode into the room, closing the door behind him. The words, "Greetings, Master Kenobi," were heard from inside by Frodo as he peered around Legolas to get a better look. He caught a brief glimpse of a small green figure sitting on a beanbag chair in the center of the room, and surprisingly, the figure looked shorter than him. He turned back to the other hobbits, totally oblivious to the conversation that had begun in the room. "Lets play a game!" he said playfully. "Ok!" the other hobbits agreed happily. "What should we play?" Asked Merry. "We will play I spy!" Exclaimed Frodo, clapping his hands together, his crystal blue eyes shining brightly. "And I will go first!" He paused, looking around for an object. "I spy, with my little eye, something.green!" The other hobbits looked around the hall puzzled. "Is it Legolas' tights?!" Said Pippin. Frodo shook his head. "No, its not Legolas' tights." Legolas looked down at them, "They're NOT tights!" He exclaimed. "They're 'leggings'." This statement sent the entire group on a laughing frenzy. "Oh! I know what's green!" said Merry through fits of laughter. "Aragorn's cape!" It was now Aragorn's turn to look angry, "It not a cape!" he protested. "It's a cloak!" Once again, the words sent the fellowship into an unstoppable fit of laughs.
Anakin was getting worried; Obi-Wan had been in the chamber for a long time. What was he talking about that he didn't want to include Anakin in? Suddenly Sam burst out, "I know! Its Legolas' NIGHTIE!" Instead of inducing a roar of laughter, his statement did the exact opposite. The fellowship began casting looks from Sam and then to Legolas. Until finally, Frodo spoke, "Um, Sam, how would you know if Legolas has a green nightie?" he asked suspiciously. "I.uh.ummm, well," Suddenly Legolas gasped. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WERE G-" Legolas was cut off mid-sentence by Anakin's hand. "We don't really want to know about that." He said, holing the elf's mouth shut. Legolas looked down at Anakin's hand, causing him to look cross-eyed. "Nice nails," Legolas mumbled. "What?" Anakin said, removing his hand. "I said, nice nails. Did you do them yourself?" Anakin smiled, "Oh of course not! Master Obi-Wan works wonders with nails! And by the look of you, you could use a manicure!" "How dare you!" Legolas said, fuming. "My nails are perfect!" "Ha!" Anakin laughed, "Not nearly as perfect as mine!" Legolas' eyes moved to Anakin's untidy hair. "Ha! You haven't brushed you hair today!" "Well," Anakin began. "I haven't had time to fix my hair because I've been chasing you everywhere!" Legolas laughed. "Every pretty boy makes time for their hair. You sir, are a disgrace to pretty people everywhere!" "And you," Anakin shot back, "You are a disgrace to HOT people everywhere! Mr. 'Oh look at me! I'm wearing extremely tight tights!' You disgust me!" At this point, the remaining members of the fellowship felt that it was better to observe from the sidelines because they knew what was coming. And sure enough, Legolas exploded. "THEY AREN'T TIGHTS! AND NO ONE INSULTS MY FASSION SENSE!" he screamed. "YOU'RE GONING DOWN!"
Obi-Wan was rather disturbed when he emerged from the council's chamber to find his Padawan and the elf on the floor wrestling and pulling at each other's hair an clothing. Both of them were screaming obscenities in they're native language. He cast a fleeting glance on the people watching the fray. "Do I even want to know?" he asked. They all shook their heads no. "Anakin!" he said sternly, catching the attention of his apprentice. "Get up. Master Yoda is eager to speak with these nine people." Anakin got up and brushed himself off the best he could. "Yes master." Came the automatic reply.
As they all entered into the chamber, Anakin immediately felt the inquisitive stares settle on him and his less than perfect appearance. It was silent for a long while before Aragorn opened his mouth to address the council. "Greetings, my name is Aragorn, and my companions and I would like to know where we are. Yoda stirred in his seat. "Answers we will provide, but first answer questions of ours, you must." Aragorn looked to Gandalf because he had no idea what the small creature had said to him. "He means that we have to answer some of their questions before they will answer ours." Said Gandalf. "Ooooooh." Aragorn said, suddenly comprehending. Mace Windu sat forward in his chair. "Tell us who you are and how you got here." He said. And so, Aragorn began to recount their entire journey leading up to the point where Gandalf had turned to face the Barlog on the bridge of Khazad Dum. "I can't quite explain how we got here." He said as he finished the tale. The last thing I remember was a blinding flash of light emitted from Gandalf's staff. Then boom, we were here." By this time, the sun had already begun to sink behind the endless buildings and the blackness of night was creeping into the streets of Coruscant. Yoda once again shifted in his seat. "Debate this matter no longer we will today. The light is gone from the sky and find shelter for these travelers, we must." He said. "They could stay in this building, then we could always be able to watch them." Mace suggested. He turned to Obi-Wan. "Obi-Wan, escort them to a free room, they will stay here tonight." Obi-Wan and Anakin bowed at the same time and turned to exit the room, motioning to the others to do the same.
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And so ends another pointless chapter. Oh well! I had fun writing it. The best part was I got to listen to the LOTR soundtrack without any interruptions. (as it is 2:45 AM) I love the song 'The Breaking of the Fellowship.' In my opinion, it's the best song on the CD. I was scaring people on AIM though. Well anyway, I'm getting tired. R&R Please! I hope that you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it!
