Vacationing in Middle Earth
By: Writes with Block
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Disclaimer: Don't own it.
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Author's notes: Fanfiction.net did something really, really weird to chapters ten through sixteen. All of my spaces are deleted, tons of lines are missing and the text is full of little dash lines. I re uploaded everything and replaced it in hopes that that would fix it but I've yet to see the updated form. Also I don't have a copy of chapter 10 for some reason. If anyone out there has a copy of chapter ten please please please email it to me so I can reupload it and not have to rewrite the whole chapter. Thanks! ^__^
Chapter Seventeen: Civil Servants of Gondor
Aragorn tossed a bundle of clothing and Jo barely caught it. The added weight almost made her topple and spill everything she was all ready carrying. The girl staggered and managed to regain her balance.
"Hurry!" Aragorn shouted. "There are many yet to be healed!"
"Note to self: never become a civil servant," Jo mumbled to herself. She'd been following Aragorn for nearly two hours as he healed the weak and sick. Jo, it seemed, had taken on the role of pack animal. "You know I never signed up for this."
"Grab that bag and hurry up those stairs. I'll need more kings foil in a moment," Aragorn said and disappeared into yet another apartment full of wounded warriors.
Jo grabbed the bag, kicking it up to join the rest in her arms. "More kings foil," she mumbled. "I hope he realizes I risked my life to get his precious kings foil. Cut my fingers up on thorns too."
"Jo!" Aragorn shouted.
"Hold your horses! I'm coming!" Jo hurried into the apartment and threw everything she was carrying to the floor. "What do you need?"
"Bandages and kings foil. Quickly."
Jo tossed a roll of bandages to him and dug in her pockets for another cloth bag full of kings foil. "We're almost out."
"I have sent for more. It should arrive shortly."
Jo sat down heavily on the baggage she'd been carrying. "Fantastic. More stuff for me to carry around."
"Get these men fresh clothes and make sure they have something to eat. When you are done meet me in the next apartment. There is much work yet to be done."
Jo hung her head out the window and shouted for food, then returned to her baggage to pull out fresh clothes.
"It is an honor to be in the service of Aragorn son of Arathorn," one of the wounded warriors told her.
"You've obviously never worked with him," Jo quipped. "All of you rest and eat. There will be no more fighting today. And if you need anything just yell. I'm sure Aragorn will have me running back here."
"Now young one!" Aragorn shouted.
"Ah shove it!" Jo shouted, storming out of the apartment.
"Do what now?" Aragorn asked, a pleasant smile on his face.
"Why do you insist on torturing me?"
"Because I hope that you will learn a lesson and stop foolishly risking your life. Believe it or not there are people here who would hate to see you dead."
Jo sighed. "You make it hard for people to be angry. Do you know that?"
Aragorn wrapped an arm around Jo's shoulders. "Yes I do. Sit and rest for a moment. Have some lembas bread and water."
Jo did as she was told. "He's so hot," she mumbled to herself, watching him walk away.
"I heard you both were being stupid again."
"Hello Legolas."
"Sit. Stay," Legolas ordered, pushing Shawn down next to Jo.
"What did you do?" Jo mumbled.
"Went to find Haldir and fell into a hole."
"Doesn't sound so bad."
"Full of spikes. You?"
"Ran about outside getting kings foil so Aragorn could hurry up with this healing stuff."
"You'd think he'd be happy about that."
"And I freaked out when those dead guys came running down a hill and ran into a ravine. Haldir saved me and ratted me out."
"Where is my Haldir pookey anyway?"
"Get tired of groping Faramir?"
"He's not as cute as Boromir. And he passed out again."
"So you'll grope him when he's barely conscious but not after he passes out."
"Takes all the fun out of it."
"Yer one sick puppy."
Shawn shrugged. "So where is Haldir?"
"Told him about my run in with Morwen and he went to talk to Gandalf."
Shawn pounced on Jo suddenly and started beating her head on the ground. "Why are you trying to take me away from my Haldir pookems? Do you want him for yourself?'
"Need air," Jo gasped. "Can't breath."
"Have you gone mad?" Legolas asked.
"Haldir!" Shawn cheered, jumping away from Jo, who lie gasping on the ground for a long moment.
"Hello miladies," Haldir greeted, kissing Shawn's hand. "I have heard about both your exploits. You are turning into quite the young warriors."
"Not by choice," Jo said, picking herself up from the floor.
"Me neither," Shawn said. "I don't know when we became civil servants but I hope someone changes it back soon."
"Foolish children," Gimli snorted as he walked up to them."It is an honor to fight."
"Screw honor," Shawn scoffed. "I'd much rather live."
"Me too. I'll run and hide any day. We just always end up in these stupid situations."
"You'd think we'd see it coming," Shawn said, chuckling at the irony.
"Cowards!" Gimli spat. "But you are children and girls at that so how much can be expected from you?"
"Exactly!"
"I agree!"
"It is too bad you feel that way."
"Gandalf," Jo greeted. "Have you found a way for us to go home yet? I don't wanna be here for the final battle."
"That is why I feel sorry for you. The both of you."
"Uh?" Shawn and Jo muttered.
"You will be riding with us to Mordor."
"Yer kidding!"
"We can't go there!"
"She's right!"
"We'll get eaten!"
"Or worse!"
"It is the only choice. We must keep you close so that no harm comes to you."
"Which is more work than it ought to be since you are both so afraid," Legolas joked.
"I have spoken with Morwen. If you are killed here there is no hope of you getting home and this world will be forever changed in ways that we cannot possibly fathom."
"What if we just get a little mangled?"
"Yeah. Just gnawed on a bit. What would that do?"
"You are going to Mordor and that is final."
"BUT I DON'T WANNA GOOOOOO!!!!" the girls wailed in unison.
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A plague upon fanfiction.net for destroying my chapters. Once again I ask if anyone has a copy of chapter ten pllleeeeeeaaaaasssssseeeee email it to me. I don't have a saved copy or a written one either. I'm desperate, I'm begging, I'm crying. A PLAUGE UPON FANFICTION.NET A PLAUGE!!!!!
By: Writes with Block
***
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
***
Author's notes: Fanfiction.net did something really, really weird to chapters ten through sixteen. All of my spaces are deleted, tons of lines are missing and the text is full of little dash lines. I re uploaded everything and replaced it in hopes that that would fix it but I've yet to see the updated form. Also I don't have a copy of chapter 10 for some reason. If anyone out there has a copy of chapter ten please please please email it to me so I can reupload it and not have to rewrite the whole chapter. Thanks! ^__^
Chapter Seventeen: Civil Servants of Gondor
Aragorn tossed a bundle of clothing and Jo barely caught it. The added weight almost made her topple and spill everything she was all ready carrying. The girl staggered and managed to regain her balance.
"Hurry!" Aragorn shouted. "There are many yet to be healed!"
"Note to self: never become a civil servant," Jo mumbled to herself. She'd been following Aragorn for nearly two hours as he healed the weak and sick. Jo, it seemed, had taken on the role of pack animal. "You know I never signed up for this."
"Grab that bag and hurry up those stairs. I'll need more kings foil in a moment," Aragorn said and disappeared into yet another apartment full of wounded warriors.
Jo grabbed the bag, kicking it up to join the rest in her arms. "More kings foil," she mumbled. "I hope he realizes I risked my life to get his precious kings foil. Cut my fingers up on thorns too."
"Jo!" Aragorn shouted.
"Hold your horses! I'm coming!" Jo hurried into the apartment and threw everything she was carrying to the floor. "What do you need?"
"Bandages and kings foil. Quickly."
Jo tossed a roll of bandages to him and dug in her pockets for another cloth bag full of kings foil. "We're almost out."
"I have sent for more. It should arrive shortly."
Jo sat down heavily on the baggage she'd been carrying. "Fantastic. More stuff for me to carry around."
"Get these men fresh clothes and make sure they have something to eat. When you are done meet me in the next apartment. There is much work yet to be done."
Jo hung her head out the window and shouted for food, then returned to her baggage to pull out fresh clothes.
"It is an honor to be in the service of Aragorn son of Arathorn," one of the wounded warriors told her.
"You've obviously never worked with him," Jo quipped. "All of you rest and eat. There will be no more fighting today. And if you need anything just yell. I'm sure Aragorn will have me running back here."
"Now young one!" Aragorn shouted.
"Ah shove it!" Jo shouted, storming out of the apartment.
"Do what now?" Aragorn asked, a pleasant smile on his face.
"Why do you insist on torturing me?"
"Because I hope that you will learn a lesson and stop foolishly risking your life. Believe it or not there are people here who would hate to see you dead."
Jo sighed. "You make it hard for people to be angry. Do you know that?"
Aragorn wrapped an arm around Jo's shoulders. "Yes I do. Sit and rest for a moment. Have some lembas bread and water."
Jo did as she was told. "He's so hot," she mumbled to herself, watching him walk away.
"I heard you both were being stupid again."
"Hello Legolas."
"Sit. Stay," Legolas ordered, pushing Shawn down next to Jo.
"What did you do?" Jo mumbled.
"Went to find Haldir and fell into a hole."
"Doesn't sound so bad."
"Full of spikes. You?"
"Ran about outside getting kings foil so Aragorn could hurry up with this healing stuff."
"You'd think he'd be happy about that."
"And I freaked out when those dead guys came running down a hill and ran into a ravine. Haldir saved me and ratted me out."
"Where is my Haldir pookey anyway?"
"Get tired of groping Faramir?"
"He's not as cute as Boromir. And he passed out again."
"So you'll grope him when he's barely conscious but not after he passes out."
"Takes all the fun out of it."
"Yer one sick puppy."
Shawn shrugged. "So where is Haldir?"
"Told him about my run in with Morwen and he went to talk to Gandalf."
Shawn pounced on Jo suddenly and started beating her head on the ground. "Why are you trying to take me away from my Haldir pookems? Do you want him for yourself?'
"Need air," Jo gasped. "Can't breath."
"Have you gone mad?" Legolas asked.
"Haldir!" Shawn cheered, jumping away from Jo, who lie gasping on the ground for a long moment.
"Hello miladies," Haldir greeted, kissing Shawn's hand. "I have heard about both your exploits. You are turning into quite the young warriors."
"Not by choice," Jo said, picking herself up from the floor.
"Me neither," Shawn said. "I don't know when we became civil servants but I hope someone changes it back soon."
"Foolish children," Gimli snorted as he walked up to them."It is an honor to fight."
"Screw honor," Shawn scoffed. "I'd much rather live."
"Me too. I'll run and hide any day. We just always end up in these stupid situations."
"You'd think we'd see it coming," Shawn said, chuckling at the irony.
"Cowards!" Gimli spat. "But you are children and girls at that so how much can be expected from you?"
"Exactly!"
"I agree!"
"It is too bad you feel that way."
"Gandalf," Jo greeted. "Have you found a way for us to go home yet? I don't wanna be here for the final battle."
"That is why I feel sorry for you. The both of you."
"Uh?" Shawn and Jo muttered.
"You will be riding with us to Mordor."
"Yer kidding!"
"We can't go there!"
"She's right!"
"We'll get eaten!"
"Or worse!"
"It is the only choice. We must keep you close so that no harm comes to you."
"Which is more work than it ought to be since you are both so afraid," Legolas joked.
"I have spoken with Morwen. If you are killed here there is no hope of you getting home and this world will be forever changed in ways that we cannot possibly fathom."
"What if we just get a little mangled?"
"Yeah. Just gnawed on a bit. What would that do?"
"You are going to Mordor and that is final."
"BUT I DON'T WANNA GOOOOOO!!!!" the girls wailed in unison.
*************
A plague upon fanfiction.net for destroying my chapters. Once again I ask if anyone has a copy of chapter ten pllleeeeeeaaaaasssssseeeee email it to me. I don't have a saved copy or a written one either. I'm desperate, I'm begging, I'm crying. A PLAUGE UPON FANFICTION.NET A PLAUGE!!!!!