Finally! Another chapter! I am so happy it is done. So...no need to hear me yack on and on...Read the story! I had fun writing this chapter. Hope y'all enjoy it!

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Christina tried once again to do the little sword-fighting-thing that Aragorn had taught her. Once again dropping the sword.

"You forgot to move your feet." Aragorn told her.



Christina glared at him. "That stupid sword hurt my wrist again!" She told him.

"I highly doubt that the sword 'tried' to hurt you." Aragorn rolled his eyes at her once again.

"I hate that thing!" Christina told him fiercely.

"That 'thing' was a gift...Given to me by..." Aragorn began.

"I don't give a rats ass!" Christina screamed and stompted her foot. "I hate that thing! I hate it!...I hate it!...I hate it!"

Aragorn stood there and moment, obvisously trying to keep from killing Christina by counting to ten. Finally he went over to her and took the sword. "Alright then. There are plenty of other weapons you can use." He said.

"There are?" Christina asked, wide eyed. She hoped her hissy-fit would make him just give up.

"Yes." Aragorn said. "You always want to carry at least two with you at all times. Especially in times like these."

"So what are my choices?" Christina asked, as she followed Aragorn over to the other weapons he had already layed out.

"Well...The bow and arrows." Aragorn said, pointing the bow out to her.



Christina quickly shook her head. "Nope. Elfy uses that. And I don't want to be using the same weapon as that stupid blonde haired twit." She told him.

"You know, he could just as easily say the same thing about you." Aragorn told her.

"I don't have blonde hair." Christina said. "I have blonde highlights. There is a difference." She paused and looked at his hair. "You know, maybe like a darkish red highlight would really do you good. I mean...Really if you want to impress that girl you keep talking about..."

"Okay, whatever. I didn't know that you talked about your hair the same way that you talk about clothing." Aragorn said, and turned back to looking at the row of weapons. "Other than that there is the..."

"A big stick!" Christina exclaimed out of nowhere.

"What?"

"I want to fight with a big stick!" Christina said. "Like that blonde girl who was on that Xena show...I could kick some major butt with a weapon like that."

Aragorn gave her a confused look. "I don't have anything like that for you to use."

Christina got up and then went over to a nearby tree, and picked up a broken branch that had fallen onto the ground. It was sturdy, and about four and a half feet long. And then took it back to Aragorn. "What about something like this one?" She asked. (*(a/n: I was watching Xena the other day...That how I got the idea to have her use a stick. lol)*)

"I suppose you could use it." Aragorn said. "But, just so you know...The correct term is 'fighting staff'."

"Okay." Christina said. "I get to fight with the big stick!" She exclaimed, mainly to herself.

"Fighting staff!" Aragorn told her.

Christina just looked at him. "Whatever." She said, turning her attention then back to the stick. "So, how do I use this?" She asked.

"I don't know exactly. Swords are my speciality." Aragorn told her.

"Oh." Christina said. "So I'm on my own for learning this?"

"Pretty much." Aragorn shrugged.

"Okay." Christina said. "I have seen it done on TV before. I just have to block up high, and then hit them low. I can do that."

"Oh good. Now you know how to use the big fighting stick. Oh yeah, you'll stand a chance against the orcs." Aragorn said, mocking her and rolling his eyes.

Christina gave him a confused look. Then noticed him picking up two knives. "Are those the knives that Sam uses to cook our meals with?" She asked him, catching him way off gaurd.

"No, they are not cooking knives." Aragorn said.

"I wanna learn to use those too!" Christina exclaimed. "They are nice, pretty and shiney. Like a quarter!" (*(a/n: I couldn't resist that!)*)

"Alright. But that 'blonde twit' uses them too." Aragorn warned/mocked her.

"So?" Christina asked with a shrug.

"You didn't want to learn how to use the bow because Legolas used the same weapon." Aragorn reminded her.

"Oh yeah. Um, that was just an exuse to not do it. That thing could make me break a nail." Christina told him.

Aragorn stared at the girl in disbielf.

Christina put her new stick down and then went and took the two knives. "So are you going to show me how to use these or what?" She then walked off and began singing "I'm a kick butt warrior babe!" and playing with the knives.

Aragorn shook his head and rubbed his temples. Never again was he going to try to teach that girl something like how to use a weapon. He just went over to her and did his best to remain calm and show her how to use the swords, without killing her.

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Later, once Christina had learned how to use the knives, and had a few practice 'fights' with Aragorn...The sun was begining to rise, which meant that it was time to go back to camp, because the company (and Christina) would be moving again.

Christina looked around the camp. Sam was sitting on a rock sewing something, Frodo was talking to Merry and Pippin, Boromir was doing something, Gandalf was sitting alone (probably thinking about something) and Legolas and Gimli were talking. She didn't see her blue gym bag anyway. So what else was she to do?

"PIPPIN!" Christina yelled and dropped everything she was holding.

"What did you do that for?" Aragorn asked her, staring at everything she just dropped.

Christina looked at it. "Oh yeah...sorry." She said and then looked over at Pippin who had just appeared at her side.

"Yes?" Pippin asked her.

"What have you done with my bag?" Christina demanded.

"You dropped my best arrows." Aragorn said pitifully as he knelt down to pick them up.

"Oh...Sorry." Christina said, then turned back to Pippin. "Did you touch my bag?"

Pippin put his hands behind his back and began to rock back and forth on his heels. "No. I haven't touched it this morning...Mainly because I couldn't find it, but still. I haven't touched it." Pippin told her.

Aragorn was looking at an arrow which Christina had dropped. "This one is completely ruined. Are you happy now?" He asked her in dismay.

Christina looked at him. "Oh...Yeah...Um, I'm sorry." She said and then turned back to the hobbit.

Aragorn gave her a look that said "I can't believe you just ruined my favorite arrows and you don't care" and then walked off mumbling to himself.

"I promise...I didn't touch it..." Pippin said. "I couldn't find it. But if I did...I would have loved to have some of your breakfast."

"So you didn't touch my bag?" Christina asked him.

Pippin shook his head. "Nope." He said.

"Well then who took my bag?" Christina wondered aloud.

"I did." A voice piped up.

Christina turned to see Sam standing there with a dark brown bag, and two folded pieces of clothing.

"Sam...where is my bag?" Christina asked.

"Right here." He told her, handing her the bag. "Don't worry. It is your old bag, which everything in it. I just sewed a blanket over it, and then adjusted it so you can carry it on your back."

"Why?" Christina asked taking the bag from him..

"Aragorn told me to." Sam said. He then also handed her the clothing he was holding. "He also asked me to make you this."

"What it is?" Christina looked at it. It was a light brown, short skirt, and top. Which was a one piece dress, but with a diamond shape cut out in the front.

"Your new traveling dress." Aragorn's voice came.

Christina turned and saw Aragorn standing there. She shot him a look of hate and then looked at the ugly outfit. "What do you mean, my new traveling dress?" She asked.

"That is what you are going to wear from now." Aragorn told her. He was still holding the stupid arrows that she had ruined.

"Why?" Christina asked.

"Because, you need to blend in with the rest of us. And you are definately not doing that in those blue pants and pink shirt." He said.

"I have you pull my weight and blend in?!" Christina exclaimed.

"Yes." He said.

Christina just let out a screech and then turned and kicked a rock nearby. "Why?"

"Because. Our traveling is going to be a little more intense. You need to keep up, thats why your bag was altered. And also, you need a skirt anyway to do all those flippy things." Aragorn replied. "And you ruined my arrows." He then began to look at his precious arrows again.

"So this is a punishment?" Christina exclaimed.

"Yes." Aragorn said, practically hugging his arrows.

"But I...I don't...I can't believe that..." Christina suddenly couldn't talk. She just looked at Aragorn and stomped her foot on the group. "Ooooooooo." She practically growled at him and then walked off mumbling. She went behind a tree in order to change, but she was dreading it.

The fighting was stupid enough that she had to do it, but then she had to wear this awful outfit. She put it on, and then invisioned a mirror in front of her. It wasn't too much to look at, but when it was on her, it was hot. It was short and tight enough for her liking, and then the diamond that was cut out in the front showed off her stomach. Finally after imaging herself in front of a mirror and admiring herself; she decided that the 'traveling dress' wasn't all too bad.

She darted out from behind the tree with her old clothes. She threw them on her bag and then looked around for Sam.

"Sam!" Christina called in a little sing song voice as she finally found him packing something up.

"Yes?" Sam asked, wondering what she was in such a good mood about.

Christina went over and hugged the hobbit. "Thank you, thank you, thank you. This outfit is the best." She told him.

Sam gave her a confused look. "But I heard you talking to yourself about it." He said. "You said 'This is even uglier than the dwarf'." Sam quoted.

Christina shook her head. "I didn't say that silly." She said, still all happy. "It is just prefect, wouldn't you say?" She then spun around to model it for him.

Sam looked at her curiously. "Yes...It looks wonderful on you." He said just to make her happy.

"Oh, I have to go finish getting ready." Christina said. "I have to look just like the complete kick-butt babe today. Oh Sam! You are just so cool!" She then bent down and kissed him on the cheek, and then went to go finish getting ready.

Sam just looked at her, very confused as she ran off.

"What was that all about?" Frodo asked.

"She hated the dress that Aragorn told me to make her. And suddenly she loves it." Sam said. "She is such a confusing girl."

"That is nothing but an understandment." Frodo said, and then he began to help Sam pack up the camp.

"Make WAYYYYYY!" Everyone suddenly heard a few minutes later. But to no one's surprise, Pippin was running through the camp with Christina chasing. But this time, he had something pulled over his head.

"Come back here!" Christina screamed. She was so happy that her dress looked so good, but then she found the little dork going through her bag. And then he took off with her pantyhose on his head, looking like he was going to rob a bank or something.

Pippin led Christina on a wild goose-chase around the camp. "You can't catch me! You can't catch me!" Pippin sang as he ran.

"Out of all the things in my bag to take you get my pantyhose! I was going to wear those!" Christina said.

"Oh well. They are mine now!" He called over his shoulder.



Christina continued to chase him, yelling at him about how much she hated him and everyone else in the company. Finally she was able to grab the back of his cape and then pin him on the ground.

"Get off of me!" Pippin yelled as he tried to get away from her.

Christina took her pantyhose off his head. "You little dork! You probably stretched these damn things out! Oh my gosh I hate you!" She yelled.

"Merry! Help me!" Pippin yelled.

"Oh yeah, like that little dork can hurt me!" Christina said.

Merry suddenly came out of nowhere and jumped on her back. "I heard that!" He yelled at her. "Pippin run!"

Christina turned her attention to getting Merry off her back and Pippin was able to get away from her. But then he came back over to her and started to tickle to her sides.

Christina squealed as he did that. "Don't!" She yelled at him.

Merry laughed. "Now we know your weakness!" He then got off her back and began to tickle her as well.

Christina fell backwards and began hitting the hobbits. "That is so not funny!" She said in between laughing. "I am really ticklish! Stop it!"

"Now we know how to torture you!" Pippin said.

"STOP IT!" Christina screamed.

Aragorn and Boromir heard Christina yelling and ran over with their swords to see what was wrong.

Boromir looked at the hobbits as they had pinned Christina and were tickling her. He just looked at them; confused. "What are you doing?" He asked them.

Merry laughed. "She is really ticklish, like a hobbit child." He said. "It is her torture."

Christina continued laughing then stopped. "Okay, you really need to stop! My side hurts!" She told them truthfully. She was indeed extremely ticklish, and was now very pissed that the two hobbits knew her major weakness.

Merry stopped tickling her and then sat back and laughed. But Pippin continued to tickle her.

"Pippin! I said stop it!" She said.

"Under one condition!" He said.

"What?" Christina asked, holding onto her aching side.



"I want to learn to do those flippy things." He said.

"What?" Christina exclaimed. "No way."

"Okay then." Pippin said, and then continued to tickle her.

After another twenty seconds Christina finally gave in. "Fine! I'll teach you how to do a cartwheel or something." She told him. "Just stop tickling me!"

Pippin stopped. "You'll teach me? Really?" He asked, with wide, bright eyes.

"As long as you never tickle me every again!" She said.

"I promise." Pippin said.

"I don't." Merry said.

"Shut up!" Christina yelled at him.

Merry looked at her. "You said that if I could kick myself in the head, which I did, you wouldn't ever say 'shut up' again." He reminded her.

"I lied." Christina told him.

"Fine then." Merry then started tickling her again.

Christina screamed. "Okay! I promise I won't tell you to shut up anymore!" She said. "Just no more tickling!"

Merry laughed at her. "Okay, okay. I guess we have tortured you enough for now." He said as he stood. "But now I know that you hate bugs and you are really ticklish. Ha! I can really get you mad."

Christina was really tempted to tell him to shut up, but she didn't want to be tickled anymore.

"Are you three done yet?" Boromir asked them. He and Aragorn had been watching them the past few minutes, hoping the stupid tickle war would end.

The hobbits looked at them. "Yes." They said as then began to walk off.

"Christina? Are you coming?" Boromir asked.

Christina turned her head to look at them. "I can't get up." She said. "Help me."

"What do you mean? You can't get up?" He asked.

"My side hurts...I don't think I can walk right now." She said. "Carry me."

Boromir and Aragorn looked at her. And shook their heads. "No. I am not going to carry you." Boromir said. "You would talk about dresses or something."

"You ruined my arrows." Was all Aragorn said to her.

Christina growled at them. She then slowly rolled onto her stomach and began to crawl back to the camp. Seriously, her side hurt so badly she couldn't stand up right then. (*a/n: It hurts! I hate it when people tickle me like that!)

The two men looked at her. "You are really hurt." Boromir said.

"DUH!" Christina yelled at them.

Boromir then went over and helped her up. He put her arm over his shoulder and then her arm around her waist and helped her back to camp. "How did something like tickling make you incapable to walk?" He asked.

"You try being tickled for about fifteen minutes straight." Christina snapped.

"You ruined my arrows." Aragorn's voice came as he followed behind them.

Christina whinced in pain, not able to think of a good come back. She just continued to make her way back to camp with the help of Boromir. Finally when they got there, Boromir sat her down near her stuff.

"Thank you." Christina said. "And I didn't even start to talk about dresses."

"No you didn't." He said. "Thank you."

Christina began to look through her bag. Then she looked up and Boromir was still standing there. "Yes?" She asked.

"I just wanted to make sure you are alright." Boromir told her.

"I'm fine." She said. "Thank you."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

Christina smirked. "No...Actually I was thinking. Should I wear my tennis shoes with this? Or my boots?" She asked. "You know...I like his dress that Sam made for me, but then again. I just don't know what to wear with..."

"I believe you are fine." Boromir said. "If you need anything else...Other than your clothing problems. Come and get me."

"Okay." Christina said. Haha! Her plan worked! And so she continued to get ready and complete her 'kick-butt babe' look going on. Finally when she was done, everyone in the company was read to kill her for taking so long to get ready.

Aragorn was walking behind everyone as usual with Boromir. He was venting about Christina as always. "She takes forever to get up and get ready to move. She talks about stupid stuff. She is going to be killed by the first orc we see. And she ruined my arrows!"

Christina was rolling her eyes at him. Man! He liked to complain. Almost as much as she did. Well, not really. Complaining was on her favorite things list.

Christina followed Gandalf and everyone else in the company for hours. Once again, they did not stop for lunch. So she just went along with it. She went on following their path and talking to herself since no one would listen to her. Finally at nightfall they stopped by some entrance near a lake. She didn't pay much attention to what was going on really. So she sat down to redo her makeup once more.

"Christina!!!!" Pippin yelled as he ran full speed at her and tackled her onto her back.

"What?" Christina asked.

"Gandalf is thinking. We are going to be here a little while. So can you show me a flip thingy like you promised?" Pippin asked.

Christina rolled her eyes. "Fine." She said. "Come on."

Christina stood up and took Pippin's hand. They went to an area where there was room to do something like cartwheels.

Christina began to stretch out her torso as Pippin just looked at her, and then began to copy what she was doing.

"Are you right or left handed?" Christina asked him a few minutes later.

"I don't know." Pippin told her.

"What hand do you write with?" Christina asked.

"I don't." He replied.

"You don't what?" She asked.

"Write." He said.

Christina gave him a weird look. "What hand do you eat with?"

"Both." He said.

"ARGH!" Christina yelled.

"Argh to you too!" He yelled back.

Christina rubbed her forehead. "Alright...You are right handed. Okay?" She told him. "If anyone ever asks you again...You are right handed!"

"Okay." Pippin said. "Now show me how to do a cartwheel!"

Christina frowned. This sure was going to be fun.

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Pippin learns how to do a cartwheel...How cute is that? What happens in Moria? Will Christina's kick butt look and big fighting stick come in handy. Or do orcs kill her like Aragorn predicted? Does Aragorn get over the fact that she ruined his arrows? Does this turn into a Mary Sue story and Christina falls in love with Legolas and get married? (Just kidding! It will be a cold day in hell before this story becomes a MarySue story.) Anyway. Next story in the making. I'll post it as soon as it is done! Lata!