FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER (AFTER RECESS)
"Late for class," Elladan muttered. He began to spin himself around in the chair, most amusing to Elves, so it seems.
Merry and Pippin where brought in together, hustled in by dwarves. Frodo, Sam, Boromir and Gimli were hustled in afterwards. Elrohir had a black eye from someone who was very un-eager to participate in class.
"Where's Aragorn?" Elladan asked his brother.
"Coming."
Aragorn was brought in with manacles around his wrists, four or five Orcs pushed him into the dreary classroom. "Caught doing graffiti," one explained, while opening the shackles.
Elladan sighed, "By Valar, let me get through this day alive." The Fellowship was staring at him, all in desks too small for their frames, all except for the hobbits, whose legs where dangling off the floor.
"I suppose you had a good recess," he said, hoping to get someone's attention. There was a loud groan that went around the class.
"Frodo tried to stab me with Sting!" Boromir complained.
"You tried to take the Ring from me!" Frodo retorted.
"Pippin ate my bannana!"
"Merry ate my mushrooms!"
"Sam stepped on my garlic!"
"So you all had a good recess I suppose?" Elladan asked.
"Whatever," came the stark reply.
"Shall I contiue with class?" Elladan asked, it was obvious it was not a question, but Aragorn answered anyway.
"No! Spare us from you monotonous voice!"
"I've got a headache," Elladan groaned, "I'll be right back, or someone will anyway, DON'T go anywhere."
Another Elf left for the House of Healing.
TO BE CONTINUTED
"Late for class," Elladan muttered. He began to spin himself around in the chair, most amusing to Elves, so it seems.
Merry and Pippin where brought in together, hustled in by dwarves. Frodo, Sam, Boromir and Gimli were hustled in afterwards. Elrohir had a black eye from someone who was very un-eager to participate in class.
"Where's Aragorn?" Elladan asked his brother.
"Coming."
Aragorn was brought in with manacles around his wrists, four or five Orcs pushed him into the dreary classroom. "Caught doing graffiti," one explained, while opening the shackles.
Elladan sighed, "By Valar, let me get through this day alive." The Fellowship was staring at him, all in desks too small for their frames, all except for the hobbits, whose legs where dangling off the floor.
"I suppose you had a good recess," he said, hoping to get someone's attention. There was a loud groan that went around the class.
"Frodo tried to stab me with Sting!" Boromir complained.
"You tried to take the Ring from me!" Frodo retorted.
"Pippin ate my bannana!"
"Merry ate my mushrooms!"
"Sam stepped on my garlic!"
"So you all had a good recess I suppose?" Elladan asked.
"Whatever," came the stark reply.
"Shall I contiue with class?" Elladan asked, it was obvious it was not a question, but Aragorn answered anyway.
"No! Spare us from you monotonous voice!"
"I've got a headache," Elladan groaned, "I'll be right back, or someone will anyway, DON'T go anywhere."
Another Elf left for the House of Healing.
TO BE CONTINUTED