Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Joss does. I do not own Lord of
the Rings, Tolkien does. I do not own this idea fully, the people who wrote
the fanfictions mentioned on the page before do mostly. The idea of putting
Dawn in is definitely MINE!
Relationships : Buffy I have decided on. I have also decided on Dawn's. If you decide not to like who I picked then why don't you just sod off?!?! Alright, I am hyper for once in my lifetime. I'll start writing now. Read and Review peoples!! If you decide to flame me for my relationships then, well, I'll be okay with that. You'll just be like my mom and my brother who absolutely hate this fiction. I am listening to 'Best Years of Our Lives' from Shrek. It's kind of funny is you listen to it and read this fanfiction at the same time. LOL. Talk to ya'll later! ~~Havilande Nicollette
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A few hours later, the hobbits stopped walking and sat down. Sam started pulling out the pans and tried to start a fire. Pippin got the food out put it on the pan. Dawn stopped too and sat down on a rock. Buffy looked at the hobbits and then looked at Strider, a questioning gaze in her eyes. Strider stopped and turned around. He had not been expecting to stop this early. Actually, he had not been expecting to stop until nighttime.
"Gentlemen," started Strider, "we do not stop till nightfall. "
"What about breakfast?" Asked Pippin. Dawn looked at Strider, and her jaw dropped. They didn't stop till nightfall? She was going to die!
"We've already had it."
"We've had one yes. What about second breakfast?" Asked Pippin. Buffy and Dawn both looked at him for this.
"What do you mean 'second breakfast'? There is breakfast, lunch, and supper. That's all the meals there are." Said Dawn, while she was getting up to follow Strider. Strider had started walking away at Pippin's comment about second breakfast.
"No." Pippin continued. There is breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper.."
After a minute of Pippin bantering, Dawn ran to catch up with Strider. Actually, she ran to catch up with Buffy, and Buffy was trying to talk to Strider, albeit unsuccessfully. Pippin just stared after her, completely confused. Merry tried to explain.
"Don't think they know about second breakfast Pip." Pippin looked at Merry wide-eyed. He started stuttering, trying, but failing miserably, to explain how he felt about Strider and his lack of knowledge in the food department.
"Wh. What about elevenses, an. . . and Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Su . . . Supper? He knows about them doesn't he?"
Merry just shook his head. "I wouldn't count on it Pip."
Strider and Buffy had both heard the hobbits banter. Strider reached up and picked an apple of the apple tree they were walking past. He threw it behind him. Buffy decided that they should have two, seeing how there were two hobbits bantering. She grabbed an apple and threw it behind her. Seconds later, Merry had caught Strider's, and Pippin had been knocked backwards by Buffy's.
"Pippin!" Merry said impatiently, "Hurry up!" Frodo and Sam looked at each other and then hurried to catch up with the sane people.
"Hey Frodo!" This greeting was addressed by Dawn. Frodo looked up her and smiled, she was almost as hyper as Merry and Pippin. Scratch that, she was as hyper as Merry and Pippin, albeit she was saner. "What's up?"
Frodo looked at her strangely. What did she mean by 'what's up'? He looked up and saw nothing but the sky. "What do you mean? The sky is upwards," Frodo replied.
"Okay. I can take a hint. What's up means, what are you up to, how have you been, what have you been doing, et cetera et cetera." Dawn said this as if she was explaining it to a child.
At this point, Sam butted in. "If you don't mind me saying so, than you have a strange way of talking miss." Dawn looked at him and rolled her eyes, while smiling gently. The rest of the walk was completed by Dawn trying to teach Frodo and Sam how to speak slang, although in the end, they forgot it all. Sam would occasionally glance at Frodo, and saw that he was always smiling. He also watched Frodo and noticed how he watched every hand gesture and facial expression of Dawn's. Sam smiled to himself; it was the same way he looked at Rosie. His thoughts continued to center on Rosie's smile the rest of the time.
Finally, they had all reached Weathertop. The hobbits were staggering while Pippin and Dawn complained that they needed to stop and it. Dawn's whiny voice was getting on his nerves, while Pippin's voice drove him into fits of anger. He didn't show it, but inside, he really wanted to slam Pippin and Dawn into a room and lock them in there. He also noticed that Buffy kept looking left and right, as if expecting something to pop out at them at any time. Strider finally stopped, and pronounced, "This was the great watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight."
"Finally!" Pippin and Dawn shouted this at the same time, making both of them snicker. "That was weird," they again said this at the same time. They started glaring at each other, as if tempting the other back down.
Buffy picked Pippin up and slung him over her shoulder. Pippin started hitting her back, telling her to let him go. She just kept walking, with all the hobbits shooting smug glances at Pippin's indignant face. Dawn just held her head higher and put her nose in the air. She also started walking gracefully, as if she was pretending to be a snooty princess. Needless to say, she fell down often, mostly due to Frodo tripping her. In her mind, she made a mental note to get him back.
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Hey people! I really need help. is Weathertop on a hill, or a cliff? Or both? Tell me! I don't know how to write it!
Relationships : Buffy I have decided on. I have also decided on Dawn's. If you decide not to like who I picked then why don't you just sod off?!?! Alright, I am hyper for once in my lifetime. I'll start writing now. Read and Review peoples!! If you decide to flame me for my relationships then, well, I'll be okay with that. You'll just be like my mom and my brother who absolutely hate this fiction. I am listening to 'Best Years of Our Lives' from Shrek. It's kind of funny is you listen to it and read this fanfiction at the same time. LOL. Talk to ya'll later! ~~Havilande Nicollette
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Untitled as of Now
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A few hours later, the hobbits stopped walking and sat down. Sam started pulling out the pans and tried to start a fire. Pippin got the food out put it on the pan. Dawn stopped too and sat down on a rock. Buffy looked at the hobbits and then looked at Strider, a questioning gaze in her eyes. Strider stopped and turned around. He had not been expecting to stop this early. Actually, he had not been expecting to stop until nighttime.
"Gentlemen," started Strider, "we do not stop till nightfall. "
"What about breakfast?" Asked Pippin. Dawn looked at Strider, and her jaw dropped. They didn't stop till nightfall? She was going to die!
"We've already had it."
"We've had one yes. What about second breakfast?" Asked Pippin. Buffy and Dawn both looked at him for this.
"What do you mean 'second breakfast'? There is breakfast, lunch, and supper. That's all the meals there are." Said Dawn, while she was getting up to follow Strider. Strider had started walking away at Pippin's comment about second breakfast.
"No." Pippin continued. There is breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper.."
After a minute of Pippin bantering, Dawn ran to catch up with Strider. Actually, she ran to catch up with Buffy, and Buffy was trying to talk to Strider, albeit unsuccessfully. Pippin just stared after her, completely confused. Merry tried to explain.
"Don't think they know about second breakfast Pip." Pippin looked at Merry wide-eyed. He started stuttering, trying, but failing miserably, to explain how he felt about Strider and his lack of knowledge in the food department.
"Wh. What about elevenses, an. . . and Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Su . . . Supper? He knows about them doesn't he?"
Merry just shook his head. "I wouldn't count on it Pip."
Strider and Buffy had both heard the hobbits banter. Strider reached up and picked an apple of the apple tree they were walking past. He threw it behind him. Buffy decided that they should have two, seeing how there were two hobbits bantering. She grabbed an apple and threw it behind her. Seconds later, Merry had caught Strider's, and Pippin had been knocked backwards by Buffy's.
"Pippin!" Merry said impatiently, "Hurry up!" Frodo and Sam looked at each other and then hurried to catch up with the sane people.
"Hey Frodo!" This greeting was addressed by Dawn. Frodo looked up her and smiled, she was almost as hyper as Merry and Pippin. Scratch that, she was as hyper as Merry and Pippin, albeit she was saner. "What's up?"
Frodo looked at her strangely. What did she mean by 'what's up'? He looked up and saw nothing but the sky. "What do you mean? The sky is upwards," Frodo replied.
"Okay. I can take a hint. What's up means, what are you up to, how have you been, what have you been doing, et cetera et cetera." Dawn said this as if she was explaining it to a child.
At this point, Sam butted in. "If you don't mind me saying so, than you have a strange way of talking miss." Dawn looked at him and rolled her eyes, while smiling gently. The rest of the walk was completed by Dawn trying to teach Frodo and Sam how to speak slang, although in the end, they forgot it all. Sam would occasionally glance at Frodo, and saw that he was always smiling. He also watched Frodo and noticed how he watched every hand gesture and facial expression of Dawn's. Sam smiled to himself; it was the same way he looked at Rosie. His thoughts continued to center on Rosie's smile the rest of the time.
Finally, they had all reached Weathertop. The hobbits were staggering while Pippin and Dawn complained that they needed to stop and it. Dawn's whiny voice was getting on his nerves, while Pippin's voice drove him into fits of anger. He didn't show it, but inside, he really wanted to slam Pippin and Dawn into a room and lock them in there. He also noticed that Buffy kept looking left and right, as if expecting something to pop out at them at any time. Strider finally stopped, and pronounced, "This was the great watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight."
"Finally!" Pippin and Dawn shouted this at the same time, making both of them snicker. "That was weird," they again said this at the same time. They started glaring at each other, as if tempting the other back down.
Buffy picked Pippin up and slung him over her shoulder. Pippin started hitting her back, telling her to let him go. She just kept walking, with all the hobbits shooting smug glances at Pippin's indignant face. Dawn just held her head higher and put her nose in the air. She also started walking gracefully, as if she was pretending to be a snooty princess. Needless to say, she fell down often, mostly due to Frodo tripping her. In her mind, she made a mental note to get him back.
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Hey people! I really need help. is Weathertop on a hill, or a cliff? Or both? Tell me! I don't know how to write it!
