Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or Lord of the Rings……*cough* yet *cough*

We find our heroes—sorry, wrong TV show!  It's been three days since Quatre and Nirkit left Hobbiton and they were getting a little edgy.  For one, five scary riders cloaked all in black were stalking them!  And because of them, Quatre was becoming twitchier, and needed more and more sedatives.  Second, Nirkit's other two personalities were becoming harder to silence because they always had an opinion on something.

Nirkit: This blows!

Kenji: Well you chose to take Doctor G's Advice!

Nirkit: Like I had a choice!  I had to follow Quatre!  He chose to take this path, not me.

Fred: Its not that bad!  I kind of' like the view……Its pretty!

Nirkit: Shut.

Kenji: Up.

            The two hobbits followed the path all day, and by sunset, the finally reached the gate for the town of Happy-Go-Lucky.  Nirkit pulled the little rope that rings the bell. They didn't have to wait long, because a grumpy old man opened the little window to see who it was.

            "Who range that bell?" he growled.

            "We-we just wanted to-to go to the-the tavern!" Quatre whimpered, and then he broke down crying.

            "You *beep*!  He didn't do anything! And we're all out of sedatives so now I can't come him down!"  Nirkit scolded.

            "Beg m'pardon sir!  I meant no harm!  Please, come in!" the man said. 

They entered and he walked them up to the door of The Hopping Horse.  But before they were about to thank him and enter, he stopped them. 

"What's you're name, if you don't mind me asking."

            "Um…I'm Mister…ah…Beeves And he's…Mister…Butthead…he he," Quatre stuttered nervously.

            "Right."

When they opened the door, they were suffocated by smoke and the nasty smells.

Nirkit: Can't…

Kenji: Breath…!

Fred: Oooh! Is that ale?

Nirkit: Silence!

Kenji: Infidel!

            A man, who, apparently, owned the tavern, met them at the door.  Since he is an unworthy nobody unworthy of being mentioned, we'll keep his part to minimum.  Basically he gave them rooms and then they went to have supper.  Nirkit immediately went for the ale.  He got drunk very quickly; and that meant he became very loud…and truthful.

            Quatre also noticed that a mysterious looking man was and has been staring at them the entire time.  Because the he was wearing a cloak, Quatre couldn't see any distinct features, such as his face.  Instead, all he could see was a pair a Persian blue eyes.  This disturbed him a little and he tried to ignore the stranger.  Just then he noticed that Nirkit was about to slip about the ring.

Nirkit: yeah!  We've been on the road for what, three days now?  My pal Quatre and I have to…um…hold on I'll think of it!

Kenji: The ring you nimrod!

Fred: That wasn't very nice!

Kenji: Do see the words I give a shit written across my forehead?

Fred: No…

Nirkit: Oh yeah! Well we have to destroy a ring so we can—

            But before Nirkit could finish Quatre jumped up and tackled him.

            "Ow! That hurt!" Nirkit growled and then he pushed Quatre off of him.  When he did so, the ring fell out of Quatre's pocket.  This caused the man in the corner to sit up straighter.  The ring rolled about on the floor as many feet kicked it.  Quatre finally caught up to it and put it back in his pocket.  Then suddenly, a hand grabbed his coat and he was carried up stairs to a private room.

            There, he was throne to the floor, and the door was shut behind him.  Quatre scrambled up and turned to face his captor.

            "What was that for you butthead?!?" He demanded.

            His captor walked towards the window and put out the candles.  The he turned around and pulled down his hood.

            "Oh!  So at least I know what SPECIES you are! Now how about your name?!" Quatre Demanded Angrily.  Steam was starting to come out of his ears.  The door slammed open and in ran Nirkit, waving his sword around at the man.

Nirkit: Stop.

Kenji: Right.

Fred: There.

            "Put your weapon away," he commanded.  Nirkit dropped his sword and sat down in a near by chair.

Nirkit: He's good.

Kenji: Yeah!

Fred: I like Pie!

"My name is Heero Yuy.  Or at least that's one of my many names.  Now should I be calling you Mr. Beeves or Quatre?"

            "Oh crap," Quatre muttered.

            "Don't worry.  I'm on your side.  But you must be more careful!"

Nirkit: Why should we believe you?

Kenji: For all we know you could be trying to lead us into a false sense of security, only for you to snatch the ring from us and then kill us in a violent yet overly planned manner!

Fred: Yeah!

            "Because If I had planned to steel the ring you all would have been dead by now," he stated simply.  "But it's nice to see that you're finally exercising caution!  Tonight you will sleep in my room."

Nirkit: Hey!  Wait just a minute!

Kenji: We're not those types of hobbits.

Nirkit: What kind of guy are you?

Kenji: a pedophile?

Fred: EEEEWWWW! GGGGRRRROOOOSSSS!

Nirkit: Yeah! Now he says something right!

            "What are you talking about?  I mean, by you staying in my room tonight, I can protect you from the Ring Raiders that are momentarily out for your blood."

            "Then I guess it's okay…" stated Quatre cautiously.

            "Tomorrow we'll be heading for The Elvin City of Oceanchip."

All: YAY!

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