Chapter 12: Oh, Crashing's Not Strenuous
A/N~ Hehe. Kitty's pregnant! Kitty's pregnant! See I wasn't the 1st one of our group. *Pouts* Oh, well, Pippin can change that! Nessie's POV.
A/N2~ OK, I have a new favorite quote, to add with all my others: "You stole my ass and made a ...mini-me!" -Colonel Jack O'Neill (Stargate SG-1). Awesome, ain't it? I also got an awesome new wallpaper for my computer- it's all Dom! ^.^ I love it! Oh, disclaimer!
Disclaimer:
Me: All I own is my FOTR DVD, soundtrack, and TTT soundtrack.
Boromir: Is that all?
Me: Oh, yeah. I also own a Legolas poster.
Aragorn: That's everything, right.
Me: Almost. I own my books and clones an author gave me. OH! Also, I am married to Dom (My little sister told me I am and I'm, for once, not disagreeing!). It's nice being Mrs. Monaghan.
Boromir: (while Aragorn calls the mental institution) Riiight. The only things in this fic they do own are themselves, Kitty, Courtney, Alex, and another character you will meet later.
Aragorn: (As the men in white coats sedate and take me away) We now return you to your regularly scheduled fanfic.
Me: I'm coming, Daniel! (Michael Shanks's character gets institutionalized in 1 eppie, therefore, I am coming to him! ^.^)
The next morning, we all awoke, showered, got dressed, and went downstairs for our continental breakfast. We spotted the guys (They were there first because they don't take as long to get ready.) and went over to sit.
Only Legolas and the hobbits (I'm assuming Gandalf too, because he rooms with the hobbits.) looked refreshed. "What's wrong?" I asked Aragorn, looking at the dark circles under his eyes.
"Uhh...Legolas...talked...all night...no sleep..." was all I could decipher, because he was mumbling.
Legolas, on the other hand, was bright and happy. "What are you so cheerful about?" Courtney asked him as he flipped his hair.
"Me? I'm going to be a father! Why wouldn't I be happy?"
"I don't blame you for being happy," Boromir said. "But you didn't have to talk about it for eight straight hours!!"
"Oh. I get why you're so happy now," Christy commented. (A/N2~ OK, I must take this opportunity to state that I am not this dense! Only Jack (Stargate) is that dense! ^.^)
We finished our free breakfast (which was a rip, BTW) and headed towards the car. "What are we going to do today?" I asked.
"Nothing too strenuous," Kitty said. "I'm with a child here!"
"And how pregnant are you, again? Oh, that's right, only a couple of weeks," I replied.
"So! I won't be able to do anything at all in a few months! Then Legolas is going to have to take care of me."
Legolas looked a little frightened by this. "Oh, come on! Don't be such a party pooper!" I said.
"Why don't we just drive around a bit, until we see something interesting?" Courtney asked.
"Fine with me." Christy started walking to the car, to show that the subject was closed. She tried to open the door, but it was still locked. "Grr...I...can't...get...the...door...open!!!" (A/N2~ Again, I must say: I AM NOT THIS DENSE!!! I know when a car door is locked!)
"Umm...Christy?" Merry asked, tentatively. "I think the door is still locked."
"Well, duh!" Christy cried, exasperated. "I was trying to show Courtney that I wanted in."
"I don't have the keys, though," Courtney said. " I thought you had them..."
"No. Vanessa, do you know where they are?"
I shook my head. "The last time I saw them was on the table. Do you think we left them?"
"Let's go see, just to make sure," Boromir said, trying to sound positive. (*Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts! *)
Everyone was so caught up in finding the keys; no one noticed the devilish grin Kitty had plastered to her face. And, when we went back in the hotel, Kitty didn't follow.
"See?! Not there." Courtney was looking under the table and yelling at the same time. "Let's see if we dropped them on the way out to the parking lot."
What we saw made our blood run cold (*shivers*). The car, and Kitty, was gone. In the distance, we could hear tires squealing and people screaming.
"Legolas...your crazy wife has the car," Gimli said slowly, taking in the reality.
"The lives of everyone within a 5-mile radius are at stake; we all know how she drives," Aragorn complained.
Just then, there was the unmistakable sound of a crash. "Oh, no..." Courtney said.
A/N~ Oh...cliffie! Sorry it sucks, but Christy said she wanted the spiral. Go...Christy!
A/N2~ Oh, sure! Blame it all on me, why don't you? Wait, you just did! ^.^ The reason the title is what it is is because in a note on Vanessa's chapter, I wrote "Oh, crashings not strenuous at all!" and I thought it fit. I wasn't sure it was obvious enough. Sorry.
You know what I'm going to say, but I'll say it anyway!
REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!
A/N~ Hehe. Kitty's pregnant! Kitty's pregnant! See I wasn't the 1st one of our group. *Pouts* Oh, well, Pippin can change that! Nessie's POV.
A/N2~ OK, I have a new favorite quote, to add with all my others: "You stole my ass and made a ...mini-me!" -Colonel Jack O'Neill (Stargate SG-1). Awesome, ain't it? I also got an awesome new wallpaper for my computer- it's all Dom! ^.^ I love it! Oh, disclaimer!
Disclaimer:
Me: All I own is my FOTR DVD, soundtrack, and TTT soundtrack.
Boromir: Is that all?
Me: Oh, yeah. I also own a Legolas poster.
Aragorn: That's everything, right.
Me: Almost. I own my books and clones an author gave me. OH! Also, I am married to Dom (My little sister told me I am and I'm, for once, not disagreeing!). It's nice being Mrs. Monaghan.
Boromir: (while Aragorn calls the mental institution) Riiight. The only things in this fic they do own are themselves, Kitty, Courtney, Alex, and another character you will meet later.
Aragorn: (As the men in white coats sedate and take me away) We now return you to your regularly scheduled fanfic.
Me: I'm coming, Daniel! (Michael Shanks's character gets institutionalized in 1 eppie, therefore, I am coming to him! ^.^)
The next morning, we all awoke, showered, got dressed, and went downstairs for our continental breakfast. We spotted the guys (They were there first because they don't take as long to get ready.) and went over to sit.
Only Legolas and the hobbits (I'm assuming Gandalf too, because he rooms with the hobbits.) looked refreshed. "What's wrong?" I asked Aragorn, looking at the dark circles under his eyes.
"Uhh...Legolas...talked...all night...no sleep..." was all I could decipher, because he was mumbling.
Legolas, on the other hand, was bright and happy. "What are you so cheerful about?" Courtney asked him as he flipped his hair.
"Me? I'm going to be a father! Why wouldn't I be happy?"
"I don't blame you for being happy," Boromir said. "But you didn't have to talk about it for eight straight hours!!"
"Oh. I get why you're so happy now," Christy commented. (A/N2~ OK, I must take this opportunity to state that I am not this dense! Only Jack (Stargate) is that dense! ^.^)
We finished our free breakfast (which was a rip, BTW) and headed towards the car. "What are we going to do today?" I asked.
"Nothing too strenuous," Kitty said. "I'm with a child here!"
"And how pregnant are you, again? Oh, that's right, only a couple of weeks," I replied.
"So! I won't be able to do anything at all in a few months! Then Legolas is going to have to take care of me."
Legolas looked a little frightened by this. "Oh, come on! Don't be such a party pooper!" I said.
"Why don't we just drive around a bit, until we see something interesting?" Courtney asked.
"Fine with me." Christy started walking to the car, to show that the subject was closed. She tried to open the door, but it was still locked. "Grr...I...can't...get...the...door...open!!!" (A/N2~ Again, I must say: I AM NOT THIS DENSE!!! I know when a car door is locked!)
"Umm...Christy?" Merry asked, tentatively. "I think the door is still locked."
"Well, duh!" Christy cried, exasperated. "I was trying to show Courtney that I wanted in."
"I don't have the keys, though," Courtney said. " I thought you had them..."
"No. Vanessa, do you know where they are?"
I shook my head. "The last time I saw them was on the table. Do you think we left them?"
"Let's go see, just to make sure," Boromir said, trying to sound positive. (*Think happy thoughts! Think happy thoughts! *)
Everyone was so caught up in finding the keys; no one noticed the devilish grin Kitty had plastered to her face. And, when we went back in the hotel, Kitty didn't follow.
"See?! Not there." Courtney was looking under the table and yelling at the same time. "Let's see if we dropped them on the way out to the parking lot."
What we saw made our blood run cold (*shivers*). The car, and Kitty, was gone. In the distance, we could hear tires squealing and people screaming.
"Legolas...your crazy wife has the car," Gimli said slowly, taking in the reality.
"The lives of everyone within a 5-mile radius are at stake; we all know how she drives," Aragorn complained.
Just then, there was the unmistakable sound of a crash. "Oh, no..." Courtney said.
A/N~ Oh...cliffie! Sorry it sucks, but Christy said she wanted the spiral. Go...Christy!
A/N2~ Oh, sure! Blame it all on me, why don't you? Wait, you just did! ^.^ The reason the title is what it is is because in a note on Vanessa's chapter, I wrote "Oh, crashings not strenuous at all!" and I thought it fit. I wasn't sure it was obvious enough. Sorry.
You know what I'm going to say, but I'll say it anyway!
REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEW!
