Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Lord Of The Rings……* Cough yet*……
Voice: "There was like……a dark and depressing time in like this land called um……oh yeah! Middle Earth……Yah see, there was this like dude who was like evil-."
DUE TO SOME DIFFICULTIES WITH THE WRITERS WE'VE HAD TO HIRE A NEW NARRATOR. THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION.
In the little town of Hobbiton, there lived a little-blond-blue-eyed hobbit named Quatre Winner. He lived in the biggest hole and had the most riches, but he was still kind. But being kind wasn't enough for the other hobbits and so he became an outcast. His only friends were: the Great Wizard (or doctor as he prefers) G, and a somewhat psycho hobbit named Nirkit. He was only called psycho by the other hobbits because he had multiple personalities: Nirkit, a little alien in his brain named Kenji, and Fred.
Quatre was not family-less. He had a father but he died……so I guess he is family-less……any way, his father died when he was only five and left him all his possessions, (which is basically the whole point because if he hadn't we wouldn't have a story!) including a gold ring.
Quatre never really cared about the ring even though it was a magic ring and his father most prized possession. He kept the ring locked up in a trunk and he eventually forgot about it.
The years past by (10 to be exact) and he developed into a good-looking young hobbit. But other things can happen within ten years also. In fact, something did happen. Treize, the greatest evil in Middle Earth had revised and took the form of a big fiery eyeball that would at times change its shape to be a big fiery rose. All feared him. He was back and he wanted his ring back; which was momentarily in Quatre's possession.
It was Doctor G who first realized what the young hobbit had locked away in a trunk. He then decided to inform Quatre of this news. The conversation went like this:
"Um, Quatre?" asked a momentarily, incredibly insecure Doctor G.
"Yes?" the innocently naive Quatre replied.
Doctor G & Quatre: HEY!
Narrator: Sorry! Jeez……Actors! Anyways……
"Well……I……I……um……well, what I mean to say is-."
"Spill it!"
"You-have-the-one-ring-that-once-belonged-to-the-all-powerful-and-evil-Treize-whose-now-looking-for-it-and-you-are-now-in-grave-peril!"
"WHAT! ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT THE RING THAT HAS BEEN IN MY TRUNCK FOR TEN YEARS IS ACTUALLY TREIZE'S AND NOW, SINCE I HAVE IT, I'M IN DANGER!"
"Yes," he answered meekly.
"YOU--," (this part is censored because, even though I, the narrator, do in fact swear fluently, it is far to foul for even a drunk Irish drug dealer on crack).
Ten minute of ear splitting pain and curses later……
Quatre, after having been given a couple of good sedatives, had calmed down a bit. Then he and Doctor G decided that he should leave Hobbiton and head for the local tavern, The Hopping Horse, where he and Doctor G would meet up.
Then, outside of a window, the two heard what sounded like twins arguing, when in fact, it was just Nirkit fighting with Kurt over whether they (or he) should go with Quatre on his quest or not. Finally, Doctor G, as a punishment for ease dropping, decided it for them (or him).
Two hours later they stood on at the beginning of the path that led into the woods. Before they left, Doctor G had warned them to stay off the main road, only travel by day, and look out because the enemy has many spies.
Nirkit: I wonder why he warned us about all that stuff?
Kenji: Because he's a paranoid freak with no life.
Fred: Who is?
Kenji: You are!
Fred: oh!
Nirkit: No Stupid! He's talking about Doctor G!
And with that, the two (or four) hobbits departed for The Hopping Horse.
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Morgaine: Thank you for reading my Fic!
Quatre: You were a little mean!
Morgaine: I'm not making fun of you; I'm making fun of Frodo.
Quatre: Oh Okay!
Morgaine: Please Read And Review!
