Ok, It's been about forever and a half and I apologize. And I don't own
Lord of the Rings (as fun as that would be). I will try and update more
often. In a few weeks the marching band season will be over and I will have
more time.
Many years later, in Middle Earth in a land called Hobbiton in the Shire:
Gandalf came riding up quickly to Frodo's house.
"Open the door you stupid little hobbit!"
Frodo looked up from his book and hopped out of his rather comfortable chair. He mumbled something about wizards being bothersome as he padded to the door. He opened it and greeted the old wizard who ran in.
"Gollum told Sauron you name and where you live. You don't ha-."
"Wait, slow down. Who's Gollum? Sauron? What?"
"The ring! Then ring!" Gandalf danced about madly.
"What is this ring you speak of?"
"It kind of looks like a donut, but it's gol-."
"A donut! Yum! I love donuts!"
"Shut up and let me finish you stupid halfling!" Frodo looked down at the ground sheepishly. "Anyway, it's gold, and it's really important. Your uncle gave it to you."
"Oh, yes. That ring. Hold on." Frodo walked around his house from room to room like he had forgotten where he had put it, mainly because he had. After a few minutes he face brightened up and he ran into the library. He ran back out with an envelope. Gandalf snatched it out of his hand and ripped it open. He threw the ring in a conveniently placed fireplace. He grabbed some tongs and pulled the ring out of the fire.
"Here it's quite cool." He dropped it in Frodo's hand.
"Youch!" Frodo dropped the ring on the floor.
"You stupid hobbit! You dropped the one ring! How clumsy can you be?"
"It was hot! I couldn't help it!" Frodo crouched on the ground and gazed at the ring. "Some writing is appearing, but I can not read it. I am not literate in that curvy stuff this is written in."
"Figures. Well, it says things about being the one ring, to rule them all, to find them all, and in the darkness bind them all; that and some other stuff. This ring must go to a really tall mountain in the middle of a land of evil. But first you can take it to Rivendell." There was some rustling under the window. Gandalf raised his hand in quiet and then pounced on the noise made in the shrubbery under the window. "Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping?"
I ain't been dropping no eves sir."
"Well, find then, you go with Frodo. I have no use for you here."
Many years later, in Middle Earth in a land called Hobbiton in the Shire:
Gandalf came riding up quickly to Frodo's house.
"Open the door you stupid little hobbit!"
Frodo looked up from his book and hopped out of his rather comfortable chair. He mumbled something about wizards being bothersome as he padded to the door. He opened it and greeted the old wizard who ran in.
"Gollum told Sauron you name and where you live. You don't ha-."
"Wait, slow down. Who's Gollum? Sauron? What?"
"The ring! Then ring!" Gandalf danced about madly.
"What is this ring you speak of?"
"It kind of looks like a donut, but it's gol-."
"A donut! Yum! I love donuts!"
"Shut up and let me finish you stupid halfling!" Frodo looked down at the ground sheepishly. "Anyway, it's gold, and it's really important. Your uncle gave it to you."
"Oh, yes. That ring. Hold on." Frodo walked around his house from room to room like he had forgotten where he had put it, mainly because he had. After a few minutes he face brightened up and he ran into the library. He ran back out with an envelope. Gandalf snatched it out of his hand and ripped it open. He threw the ring in a conveniently placed fireplace. He grabbed some tongs and pulled the ring out of the fire.
"Here it's quite cool." He dropped it in Frodo's hand.
"Youch!" Frodo dropped the ring on the floor.
"You stupid hobbit! You dropped the one ring! How clumsy can you be?"
"It was hot! I couldn't help it!" Frodo crouched on the ground and gazed at the ring. "Some writing is appearing, but I can not read it. I am not literate in that curvy stuff this is written in."
"Figures. Well, it says things about being the one ring, to rule them all, to find them all, and in the darkness bind them all; that and some other stuff. This ring must go to a really tall mountain in the middle of a land of evil. But first you can take it to Rivendell." There was some rustling under the window. Gandalf raised his hand in quiet and then pounced on the noise made in the shrubbery under the window. "Samwise Gamgee! Have you been eavesdropping?"
I ain't been dropping no eves sir."
"Well, find then, you go with Frodo. I have no use for you here."