Sorry for the long wait, but I was over piled with homework, and had evil
writers block. I wonder is any of my regular reviewers are still here?
Anyway, yeah, I'm back, and I'm working on the next chapter!
We hopes you likes this chapter...precious...
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To my reviewers:
Aiwendil Greenleaf: Hey! Hi! Glad your reading! Really! ^_^ I'm really glad you like this. Your own fiction is good stuff! I get to stay in your fiction? Really? Awww, thanks!
K.R.: Thanks for reviewing! Classes are starting soon, I just didn't want to really start them...classes...learning...what good can come from it? Oh yeah...Gollum...*evil laughter* Anyway, Chior, coming up ^_^
VladimirsAngel: Ohh...Remy's cards...*Pulls you into a big hug* THANK YOU! And yes, Logan is cool. Very cool. Have you read Twisted Christmas The XMen Way by Disturbed Courtney / Lilith K? Very good, very funny, Cool Logan part, and Remy/Rouge. I'll lend you Haldir after I steal him back...My friend knocked him out and hid him in her hobbit hole...
Espionage: By the Valar, BREATHE! I cannot loose another review! *Sends Legolas to administer CPR Just in case*
Ellen the Trickstar: You clicked twice.I got two reviews! Yeah! The same thing to. Butter knives? Hmm...*backs away*
KaniieViaske: thank you! *blushes*
Michelle B: Glad you like this! The first one sucked, no? Well, I hope this is improved!
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Darkness crept slowly from Middle Earth, fleeing from the raising sun. Shadows slunk the school grounds, and the collective sound of students groaning could be heard echoing throughout the school, as sunlight poured through their windows. Actually, they could have been heard, if an army of roaring Orcs and Wargs had not drowned them out. Orcish gutterish, as it was called, bellowed across the grounds in a horrible melody.
Both Aragorn and Boromir jumped out of their beds in unison, looking for their swords. Haldir and Legolas nearly ran into each other as they fled from the shelter of their blankets in search of anything sharp to use against an attack. Sefera fell to the floor screaming for help. Gollum grabbed Frodo around the neck and tried to use him as a shield. Arantha wailed. General chaos ruled each room of The School of Elrond.
All the while, A human male not from Middle-Earth sat in his room, wishing wistfully his movie had sounded that real. He had, fortunately, gotten an Orc-delivered memo about the early morning wake up call, and had remembered to wear earplugs. The entire staff had. The students had been, mistakenly, left uninformed.
Soon the "song" died down, but peace was not allowed to come back to the students yet. Moments later, a loud knock was heard at each door, the kind the could wake even a deaf man from a dead sleep simply by the vibrations. Afterwards, a voice would call out, "Breakfast hall! Now!" If it was Sauron, Saruman, Gandalf, or the great Elrond himself, nobody was sure.
Half an hour later, the bedraggled students were out of their rooms, followed closely by groups of Orcs. Those who had tried to stay in bed were chased out with their crude weapons. Elrond was looking pleased, as he watched the children miserably enter the breakfast hall.
"I knew there was a reason why I hired you," the elf lord said, turning to face the shadow that approached him from behind, "Perhaps this will teach the student to mess with the classrooms and staff rooms alone."
"The staff as well," added Sauron, stepping beside the elf and gazing at his beloved minions as they escorted in the students. Not one of them would be left in their room.
Elrond simply grinned in reply.
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"I can't believe this!" snarled Arantha, sitting down at a table with her friends. "Called to the breakfast hall at sunup! With no food!"
"And that racket," continued an elf named Alasse', "My ears still ring!"
"It could be worse," Arwen said quietly, glaring at her father who stood before the growing mass of students.
"What do you mean?" inquired a human girl, Legolia, as she following her friend's gaze.
"You remember that handsome elf who was all over me at the party? He was kicked out of the school, for kissing me," her voice was dripping with venom, "Now not one male in the school wants to be near me, afraid they will fall to the same fate."
"Arwen!" Arantha cried, looking at her with surprise, "That's why all the boys started avoiding you? Oh, my poor elf." The girls proceeded to hug each other in the way the girls do to comfort one another.
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"I'll bet this has something to do with what we did to those classrooms," Adalea murmured to her friends seated in the far corner table in the breakfast hall. Furthest from the door, furthest from Elrond, and furthest from anyone who would listen in on them.
"Perhaps the Staff rooms too?" added Sefera, "Maybe the constant parties, or the spicy herbs we used to block the Warg's noses. What about dying all of Celeborn's clothes blue? Or-"
"We get it, Sefera." Fiora cut in, shaking her head, "Besides, he doesn't know it was us."
"That's a good thing," added Éomer, grinning, "I'm sure lord Elrond did not like having his horse dyed purple."
The four snickered, grinning evilly. "Where's Aragorn, Legolas, and the others?" asked Adalea suddenly, realizing the rest had not joined them.
"They don't want to be seen with us, in case we got in trouble," Sefera replied.
"What? Why? We NEVER get caught!" snapped Fiora.
"Yes, but I told them not to sit with us. You never know what's going on." Sefera replied.
"Still, we never get caught! We've all been pulling pranks for years, why would we get caught now?"
"I'm not saying we'll get caught, I'm saying just in case-"
"There is no need for a just in case," Fiora persisted, and Éomer and Adalea sighed irritably, "we KNOW what we're doing!"
"How can you stand these two?" Éomer asked Adalea, trying to ignore the bickering girls.
"Years of practice," she replied dryly; as she restrained Sefera from strangling the elf girl across form them.
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The mummer of talk among the students gradually rose, as the Orcs continued to chase in a few of the strays that had managed to slink back to their rooms. Soon, it was determined that all the students were present, and the doors were closed. Lord Elrond Halfelven stood at the front of the crowded tables, receiving a few strange looks, as he wore a pair of fluffy maroon earmuffs, which happened to match his robes.
It was not long before the students realized why.
A very large and mean looking Uruk-Hai stepped up next to Elrond, standing a head taller than him, at least. The creature stood there for a moment, before raising a large, crudely made sword.
In response, the crowds of Orcs and Uruk-Hai, surrounding all the possible exits, started another round of singing, much worse than the song than had awakened the students that morning.
Screams erupted from the students, as the unholy sound reached their ears. Each one desperately scrambled to block out the sound. They were luck, for the singing did not hold for long.
The hall was dead silent, the students glaring at Lord Elrond and the Uruk- Hai with anger while rubbing their abused ears.. The Elf lord tenderly removed his earmuffs.
"That's much better." He stated pleasantly, "Now, I suppose you are wondering why I have gathered you all here today." The hall instantly began to buzz with angry voices.
"Chased, is more like it," Legolas muttered.
"Or Herded," added Haldir.
"Definitely herded," agreed Aragorn.
Elrond cleared his throat, "If you continue to converse on as such, you well be treated with another chorus of singing from Master Lurtz and his...associates." The hall fell dead silent, and Elrond grinned slightly in response. "Now, as to why you are all here..."
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Ohh! Cliffhanger...sorta. Anyway, before I forget, thanks to all my reviewers, and my Beta reader, Gabi, and anyone who reviews THIS CHAPTER *hint*
Review: Tell me what you like, tell me what you hate, say hi! Say something random, flame, or whatever, just REVIEW! Please? *Pokes Legolas until he says please. Pokes Haldir until he makes puppy-dog eyes. Pokes Frodo until he waves.*
^_^ Naamarie, for now.
We hopes you likes this chapter...precious...
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To my reviewers:
Aiwendil Greenleaf: Hey! Hi! Glad your reading! Really! ^_^ I'm really glad you like this. Your own fiction is good stuff! I get to stay in your fiction? Really? Awww, thanks!
K.R.: Thanks for reviewing! Classes are starting soon, I just didn't want to really start them...classes...learning...what good can come from it? Oh yeah...Gollum...*evil laughter* Anyway, Chior, coming up ^_^
VladimirsAngel: Ohh...Remy's cards...*Pulls you into a big hug* THANK YOU! And yes, Logan is cool. Very cool. Have you read Twisted Christmas The XMen Way by Disturbed Courtney / Lilith K? Very good, very funny, Cool Logan part, and Remy/Rouge. I'll lend you Haldir after I steal him back...My friend knocked him out and hid him in her hobbit hole...
Espionage: By the Valar, BREATHE! I cannot loose another review! *Sends Legolas to administer CPR Just in case*
Ellen the Trickstar: You clicked twice.I got two reviews! Yeah! The same thing to. Butter knives? Hmm...*backs away*
KaniieViaske: thank you! *blushes*
Michelle B: Glad you like this! The first one sucked, no? Well, I hope this is improved!
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Darkness crept slowly from Middle Earth, fleeing from the raising sun. Shadows slunk the school grounds, and the collective sound of students groaning could be heard echoing throughout the school, as sunlight poured through their windows. Actually, they could have been heard, if an army of roaring Orcs and Wargs had not drowned them out. Orcish gutterish, as it was called, bellowed across the grounds in a horrible melody.
Both Aragorn and Boromir jumped out of their beds in unison, looking for their swords. Haldir and Legolas nearly ran into each other as they fled from the shelter of their blankets in search of anything sharp to use against an attack. Sefera fell to the floor screaming for help. Gollum grabbed Frodo around the neck and tried to use him as a shield. Arantha wailed. General chaos ruled each room of The School of Elrond.
All the while, A human male not from Middle-Earth sat in his room, wishing wistfully his movie had sounded that real. He had, fortunately, gotten an Orc-delivered memo about the early morning wake up call, and had remembered to wear earplugs. The entire staff had. The students had been, mistakenly, left uninformed.
Soon the "song" died down, but peace was not allowed to come back to the students yet. Moments later, a loud knock was heard at each door, the kind the could wake even a deaf man from a dead sleep simply by the vibrations. Afterwards, a voice would call out, "Breakfast hall! Now!" If it was Sauron, Saruman, Gandalf, or the great Elrond himself, nobody was sure.
Half an hour later, the bedraggled students were out of their rooms, followed closely by groups of Orcs. Those who had tried to stay in bed were chased out with their crude weapons. Elrond was looking pleased, as he watched the children miserably enter the breakfast hall.
"I knew there was a reason why I hired you," the elf lord said, turning to face the shadow that approached him from behind, "Perhaps this will teach the student to mess with the classrooms and staff rooms alone."
"The staff as well," added Sauron, stepping beside the elf and gazing at his beloved minions as they escorted in the students. Not one of them would be left in their room.
Elrond simply grinned in reply.
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"I can't believe this!" snarled Arantha, sitting down at a table with her friends. "Called to the breakfast hall at sunup! With no food!"
"And that racket," continued an elf named Alasse', "My ears still ring!"
"It could be worse," Arwen said quietly, glaring at her father who stood before the growing mass of students.
"What do you mean?" inquired a human girl, Legolia, as she following her friend's gaze.
"You remember that handsome elf who was all over me at the party? He was kicked out of the school, for kissing me," her voice was dripping with venom, "Now not one male in the school wants to be near me, afraid they will fall to the same fate."
"Arwen!" Arantha cried, looking at her with surprise, "That's why all the boys started avoiding you? Oh, my poor elf." The girls proceeded to hug each other in the way the girls do to comfort one another.
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"I'll bet this has something to do with what we did to those classrooms," Adalea murmured to her friends seated in the far corner table in the breakfast hall. Furthest from the door, furthest from Elrond, and furthest from anyone who would listen in on them.
"Perhaps the Staff rooms too?" added Sefera, "Maybe the constant parties, or the spicy herbs we used to block the Warg's noses. What about dying all of Celeborn's clothes blue? Or-"
"We get it, Sefera." Fiora cut in, shaking her head, "Besides, he doesn't know it was us."
"That's a good thing," added Éomer, grinning, "I'm sure lord Elrond did not like having his horse dyed purple."
The four snickered, grinning evilly. "Where's Aragorn, Legolas, and the others?" asked Adalea suddenly, realizing the rest had not joined them.
"They don't want to be seen with us, in case we got in trouble," Sefera replied.
"What? Why? We NEVER get caught!" snapped Fiora.
"Yes, but I told them not to sit with us. You never know what's going on." Sefera replied.
"Still, we never get caught! We've all been pulling pranks for years, why would we get caught now?"
"I'm not saying we'll get caught, I'm saying just in case-"
"There is no need for a just in case," Fiora persisted, and Éomer and Adalea sighed irritably, "we KNOW what we're doing!"
"How can you stand these two?" Éomer asked Adalea, trying to ignore the bickering girls.
"Years of practice," she replied dryly; as she restrained Sefera from strangling the elf girl across form them.
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The mummer of talk among the students gradually rose, as the Orcs continued to chase in a few of the strays that had managed to slink back to their rooms. Soon, it was determined that all the students were present, and the doors were closed. Lord Elrond Halfelven stood at the front of the crowded tables, receiving a few strange looks, as he wore a pair of fluffy maroon earmuffs, which happened to match his robes.
It was not long before the students realized why.
A very large and mean looking Uruk-Hai stepped up next to Elrond, standing a head taller than him, at least. The creature stood there for a moment, before raising a large, crudely made sword.
In response, the crowds of Orcs and Uruk-Hai, surrounding all the possible exits, started another round of singing, much worse than the song than had awakened the students that morning.
Screams erupted from the students, as the unholy sound reached their ears. Each one desperately scrambled to block out the sound. They were luck, for the singing did not hold for long.
The hall was dead silent, the students glaring at Lord Elrond and the Uruk- Hai with anger while rubbing their abused ears.. The Elf lord tenderly removed his earmuffs.
"That's much better." He stated pleasantly, "Now, I suppose you are wondering why I have gathered you all here today." The hall instantly began to buzz with angry voices.
"Chased, is more like it," Legolas muttered.
"Or Herded," added Haldir.
"Definitely herded," agreed Aragorn.
Elrond cleared his throat, "If you continue to converse on as such, you well be treated with another chorus of singing from Master Lurtz and his...associates." The hall fell dead silent, and Elrond grinned slightly in response. "Now, as to why you are all here..."
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Ohh! Cliffhanger...sorta. Anyway, before I forget, thanks to all my reviewers, and my Beta reader, Gabi, and anyone who reviews THIS CHAPTER *hint*
Review: Tell me what you like, tell me what you hate, say hi! Say something random, flame, or whatever, just REVIEW! Please? *Pokes Legolas until he says please. Pokes Haldir until he makes puppy-dog eyes. Pokes Frodo until he waves.*
^_^ Naamarie, for now.