Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Firthuliel doesn't own anything. Except Vebrion. And Christina. And ourselves, Nilturiel and Firthuliel. And the UPS guy. I wish I owned Legolas. Or Orlando Bloom. Or even Will Turner. Although I would make him take a shower and cut his hair. Well, anyway, onward!
Chapter 8 The UPS guy
The UPS guy was very curious about the package that he had to deliver. It seemed to be yelling for help. Maybe it was some new electronic game and had strange sound effects. Apparently, someone had to be rescued in the game.
The UPS guy drove very carefully, because he knew the legend about the Curse of the Evil Frogs. Suddenly, he came into a field and his truck broke down. Oh no! he thought. Now how am I going to deliver this odd package?
The UPS guy saw another car stuck in the field. Maybe that car would work and he could deliver the package. He got out of his large, ugly, old, brown truck and walked over to the car. There was a girl standing there.
The UPS guy said, "Do you know how to get to Firthuliel's house? I have to deliver a package to someone named Orlando Bloom there. That's a very odd name, you know. Is it Quenya-ish?"
The UPS guy listened to Christina's response. "Firthuliel's house is straight ahead. There's a few more horses over there even though at least 3 people stole horses in the last hour! Do you think you could ask my sister, Nilturiel to call a tow truck?"
The UPS guy didn't even hear the last sentence because he was already riding away. It was a bit difficult to ride a horse with the package, but he managed somehow.