Lord of the Comrades
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The party was really starting to get wild and crazy, or maybe it just seemed that way to all the incredibly drunk people.er things.middle earth residents.
"Hoo-boy that's some mighty fine ale Mr. Butterbur's got there!" Gloin called out to the rest of the dwarves present at the party.
"Hey fatty, move out of the way!" Aurie called as she made her way through to the ale.
"Who are you calling fat?" Balin turned and faced Aurie.
"All of you who won't move away from the ale!" Aurie drew herself to her intimidating height (to a dwarf that is) of 155 centimeters (roughly 5 feet and 5 inches, or something like that, my conversions aren't the greatest).
"Well, missy, you'll have to make us move!" Kili moved behind Balin where he had a safe vantage point of being 'scary'.
"Fine I will." Aurie put her hands on her hips and called back.
"CAT FIGHT!" Merry called from the corner and the whole room made a circle around the dwarves and Aurie to watch the fight. Aurie, being completely intoxicated and already seeing in double, maybe triple vision was beginning to think.this was going to be interesting.
"Who's first beard boys!" Aurie couldn't think of a better insult at the moment.
"Who do you think you are, calling us beard boys! Least we have hair, unlike you puny humans!" Thorin stepped forward.
"They don't have their axes with them do they?" Rumil asked Legolas.
"No, we said no weapons in the invitations." Legolas whispered back.
"That's good." Rumil nodded.
"ARRRRGGGGGHHH!" Aurie leaped forward and tackled Oin to the ground who had not yet partaken a part in the insulting but was in the way non-the-less.
"Holy man! Look at that!" Faramir exclaimed as Aurie successfully tackled Oin to the ground and was now taking Dori and Dwalin down as well.
"That girls got game!" Lei smiled from her spot, safely away from the fighting with the other three fangirls, the spot also happened to be the one closest to the food. Coincidence? We think not.
"Glad she's on our side." Lok, the fanboy, added.
"GO AURIE GO!" Legolas and Figwit began to chant.
"Give the chair! Give him the chair!" Aragorn was standing on a table watching the fight.
Aurie had now also taken out Bifor, Bofur, and Bombur.
"OH NO!" The crowd roared as Thorin jumped on Aurie's back and knocked her over. Apparently everyone was cheering for her.
Aurie was down and under! The dwarves were piled around her.
"Where'd they get that rope from?!" Mablung called as the dwarves stepped away from a biting and upset Aurie, who was now safely tied to a chair (where'd the chair come from? Who knows).
"That teach you to mess with dwarves missy!" Nori said proudly as he shoved Aurie's chair into a corner.
"Yea, sure took them long enough to get her down though!" Eowyn was very impressed with Aurie's fight. "She is now officially a cool fangirl!"
The other fangirls froze, a cool fangirl? They must be one too! All they had to do was win the affections of the cast and they to could join to ranks of other fangirls and be good enough to be called.a cool fangirl!
"I have a plan!" Lamoo grabbed the other girls and they formed a plot circle.
"Hey!" Lok called after being left out.
"You don't need to become cool, you already are, you're a fanboy, rare and endangered, and you're coming home with me so I can show you off after the party just to let you know." Hex explained to Lok.
"Oh, in that case there's a pint some where calling my name." Lok shrugged and headed off.
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Wouldn't you know, a speedy update and some cameo's by my party guests. No worries, Management in Charge has plenty more where that came from! The plot Balrogs are being beaten (but just metaphorically speaking, we don't want any Balrog cruelty lawsuits placed on us. We'll leave that to Gandalf and Glorfindel) for more plot ideas, of course you, the public, are welcome to drop a letter by the office, you know how to reach us, mykris7@yahoo.com anytime!
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The party was really starting to get wild and crazy, or maybe it just seemed that way to all the incredibly drunk people.er things.middle earth residents.
"Hoo-boy that's some mighty fine ale Mr. Butterbur's got there!" Gloin called out to the rest of the dwarves present at the party.
"Hey fatty, move out of the way!" Aurie called as she made her way through to the ale.
"Who are you calling fat?" Balin turned and faced Aurie.
"All of you who won't move away from the ale!" Aurie drew herself to her intimidating height (to a dwarf that is) of 155 centimeters (roughly 5 feet and 5 inches, or something like that, my conversions aren't the greatest).
"Well, missy, you'll have to make us move!" Kili moved behind Balin where he had a safe vantage point of being 'scary'.
"Fine I will." Aurie put her hands on her hips and called back.
"CAT FIGHT!" Merry called from the corner and the whole room made a circle around the dwarves and Aurie to watch the fight. Aurie, being completely intoxicated and already seeing in double, maybe triple vision was beginning to think.this was going to be interesting.
"Who's first beard boys!" Aurie couldn't think of a better insult at the moment.
"Who do you think you are, calling us beard boys! Least we have hair, unlike you puny humans!" Thorin stepped forward.
"They don't have their axes with them do they?" Rumil asked Legolas.
"No, we said no weapons in the invitations." Legolas whispered back.
"That's good." Rumil nodded.
"ARRRRGGGGGHHH!" Aurie leaped forward and tackled Oin to the ground who had not yet partaken a part in the insulting but was in the way non-the-less.
"Holy man! Look at that!" Faramir exclaimed as Aurie successfully tackled Oin to the ground and was now taking Dori and Dwalin down as well.
"That girls got game!" Lei smiled from her spot, safely away from the fighting with the other three fangirls, the spot also happened to be the one closest to the food. Coincidence? We think not.
"Glad she's on our side." Lok, the fanboy, added.
"GO AURIE GO!" Legolas and Figwit began to chant.
"Give the chair! Give him the chair!" Aragorn was standing on a table watching the fight.
Aurie had now also taken out Bifor, Bofur, and Bombur.
"OH NO!" The crowd roared as Thorin jumped on Aurie's back and knocked her over. Apparently everyone was cheering for her.
Aurie was down and under! The dwarves were piled around her.
"Where'd they get that rope from?!" Mablung called as the dwarves stepped away from a biting and upset Aurie, who was now safely tied to a chair (where'd the chair come from? Who knows).
"That teach you to mess with dwarves missy!" Nori said proudly as he shoved Aurie's chair into a corner.
"Yea, sure took them long enough to get her down though!" Eowyn was very impressed with Aurie's fight. "She is now officially a cool fangirl!"
The other fangirls froze, a cool fangirl? They must be one too! All they had to do was win the affections of the cast and they to could join to ranks of other fangirls and be good enough to be called.a cool fangirl!
"I have a plan!" Lamoo grabbed the other girls and they formed a plot circle.
"Hey!" Lok called after being left out.
"You don't need to become cool, you already are, you're a fanboy, rare and endangered, and you're coming home with me so I can show you off after the party just to let you know." Hex explained to Lok.
"Oh, in that case there's a pint some where calling my name." Lok shrugged and headed off.
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Wouldn't you know, a speedy update and some cameo's by my party guests. No worries, Management in Charge has plenty more where that came from! The plot Balrogs are being beaten (but just metaphorically speaking, we don't want any Balrog cruelty lawsuits placed on us. We'll leave that to Gandalf and Glorfindel) for more plot ideas, of course you, the public, are welcome to drop a letter by the office, you know how to reach us, mykris7@yahoo.com anytime!
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