Keira turned around to see a female hobbit, "Whoa, I know I must be dreaming now, cause for a minute I thought you called me Meriadoc"
The hobbit looked at her with a raised brow, "You must've hit your head harder than we thought, yesterday"
"Look, lady, I think you've got the wrong person, my name's Keira, not Meriadoc, or Merry, or Mr. Brandybuck"
The hobbit walked off shaking her head"He's gone insane" she muttered to herself walking off
Keira ran back into the room she had woken up in. Why couldn't she have been an elf, or a human? Why a hobbit? Her thoughts then changed to other three who had recieved the gifts. Where were they, were they going through the exact same thing? And Kyle would she ever see him again? Through all the confusion and questions, Keira sank down to the ground crying.
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A hard slap made Joan come to. She had been lying on the floor unconscious for some time now that the Gaffer started to worry, and that was bad. Shaking her head and feeling the left side of her face hot from the slaps she'd been getting, Joan stared widely at the image that had now cleared up in front of her. It was still the old man, and she started to wimper. She had expected to see a manager from the hotel or her mother or someone else - anyone else - except this man. But there he was in all his hobbitly glory.
"'bout time you got to! Now get up boy, the mornin's wearin' away, and you best be going to work now. Mr. Bilbo needs our help. It be his burday - eleventy-one - today, mind you, lots of work to do.."
"His what?" Joan heard what the gaffer said the first time, but the thought came like thunder in a clear day that it nearly stopped her breathing. She needed to hear it again.
But the gaffer was no longer amused. He had tolerated what he thought was Sam's unpredictability too much now. It had to stop. "I won't say it again, Samwise, get up, and go straight to Mr. Bilbo and see what he needs to be done before the party begins."
"That's what I thought you said..." Joan stood up, and quickly went out of the house, her mind reeling with the thought of staying as this hobbit for some time. The moment she got out a hubble of hobbits going here and there convinced her that it wasn't just a dream, though at first it was amusing to see them wandering about doing their business, she realized she can't stay here, not as one of them. Surely there must have been some mistake.
She decided to look for the old man. "Of course...I should have thought of this before!" She said whacking her forehead lightly. Many hobbits found her actions a bit odd, and shook their heads saying to one another that he had been working for the Bagginses far too long he's gone insane. "All I need to is find that old guy and tell him to change me or bring me back. He must be here...maybe..." She thought of finding Mr. Bilbo, and recalled what had happened during the Unexpected Party
and realized that Gandalf was going to see Bilbo just before the party. She looked around and found the house at last - Bag End - was exactly the way it was described in the book. A large round green door with a golden knob and a sign at the fence was enough to say this was where Mr. Bilbo lived. Joan knocked at the door, and Mr. Bilbo screamed at her telling her to go away.
"Mr. Bilbo, it's me..S..Sam!" She said, the mere mention of that name was painful.
"Yes, well you should know better, Samwise. Use the backdoor!" Bilbo yelled. It was clear to her that Sam never used the front door at all. So she scuttled around the Hill, to realize there wasn't any. Then she remembered Sam was small enough to fit through a window. And sure enough there was the large window facing the reading room of Bag End. She went inside and saw Bilbo Baggins.
"Mr. Bilbo...Mr. Bilbo..."
"Shhhhh! talk quietly Sam. Those blockheaded Bracegirdles may just come and I don't want them seeing me here..."
"Oh yeah, right! Well, I was just wondering when you will be seeing Gandalf again?" Her accent and language, made Bilbo stop and think.
"Why do you talk that way?" Joan realized that if she were to convince these people that she belongs there she had to sound like them, otherwise she won't get anywhere except to answer many questions. So she said it again, with difficulty, trying to sound like Sam, the accent was terribly difficult. "What I meant was, it's your birthday today Mr. Bilbo and I was wondering if Gandalf will come and bring his marvelous fireworks with him." Bilbo shrugged his shoulder, and said, "Oh well, I was hoping he'd come. It's been a while now. But I need you to help in the preparations Sam. Bring all of this to the party field." And the old hobbit gave Joan plates and spoons and still more plates to bring to the party field under the big tree. She rolled her eyes, but obeyed.
When outside she gave all the plates to the other hobbit ladies who were helping with the preparations. Then a shadow walking amongst the trees caught her eye, and her heart started beating faster. Could it be? She ran to the direction of the shadow.
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"Get up!" The old man had been staring at Nick stewart all morning. Nick who hadn't been paying much attention slept most of the morning away. "Get up!" the old man said again, poking Nick with his walking stick. Nick came to, and he looked him in the eye, Nick's eyes widened in fright. "Come. We have to talk. " And the old man hurridly got out of his room and out of the house, and suprisingly no one even noticed him.
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Pimpernel just left the room when the door opened and closed again. Theo was still lying on the bed his eyes looking straight at the ceiling with disbelief, when the face of the old man appeared and Theo sat up scared beyond his wits.
"Get up! We need to talk. Follow me." And the old man went out of the room and out of the house and no one even noticed he came by.
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Keira was still crying when a hard thing hit her on the head. It was the old man's walking stick. When Keira turned about, she saw the old man and before she could utter a word he said, "Get up! We need to talk. Follow me." And he left the room, leaving Keira with her mouth wide open and her eyes wide with fright.
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The old man was fast and Joan had to make do with the short legs and extra weight of Samwise Gamgee. But she was able to catch up. When at last the old man stopped walking they were in the forest and the hubbub was far away. Joan was panting like a dog, and she bended a little catching her breath with loud pants.
"You...are one...sick...dude...Very...very...SICK!!! " She said, her anger getting the better of her.
"Ah, you have come at last. I was about to fetch you. The others will join us in a short while. Take your time."
And sure enough, Nick, Theo, and Keira came running along, and saw Joan and the old man standing in the midst of the trees.
"Welcome...to Middle Earth." The old man said with a big smile in his face and his arms raised up high. The hobbits were all panting, catching their breaths.
Joan was the first to get her act together. "Ok...What's the big idea making us all hobbits?? And howcome I get to be Sam?"
The old man looked at Joan still smiling, and answered, " You needed a change. Being Sam for the duration of the adventure will be a good change for you I think. So will being Merry to Keira, or Pippin to Theo, and Frodo to Nick."
"WHAT?!" Joan could hardly believe her ears. "This...this...Moron gets to play the main character?" The old man's smile became bigger, and he started to snicker which annoyed Joan greatly. "How can you do this to me?! I am way smarter than him, I should be Frodo!! This isn't right!"
The hobbit looked at her with a raised brow, "You must've hit your head harder than we thought, yesterday"
"Look, lady, I think you've got the wrong person, my name's Keira, not Meriadoc, or Merry, or Mr. Brandybuck"
The hobbit walked off shaking her head"He's gone insane" she muttered to herself walking off
Keira ran back into the room she had woken up in. Why couldn't she have been an elf, or a human? Why a hobbit? Her thoughts then changed to other three who had recieved the gifts. Where were they, were they going through the exact same thing? And Kyle would she ever see him again? Through all the confusion and questions, Keira sank down to the ground crying.
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A hard slap made Joan come to. She had been lying on the floor unconscious for some time now that the Gaffer started to worry, and that was bad. Shaking her head and feeling the left side of her face hot from the slaps she'd been getting, Joan stared widely at the image that had now cleared up in front of her. It was still the old man, and she started to wimper. She had expected to see a manager from the hotel or her mother or someone else - anyone else - except this man. But there he was in all his hobbitly glory.
"'bout time you got to! Now get up boy, the mornin's wearin' away, and you best be going to work now. Mr. Bilbo needs our help. It be his burday - eleventy-one - today, mind you, lots of work to do.."
"His what?" Joan heard what the gaffer said the first time, but the thought came like thunder in a clear day that it nearly stopped her breathing. She needed to hear it again.
But the gaffer was no longer amused. He had tolerated what he thought was Sam's unpredictability too much now. It had to stop. "I won't say it again, Samwise, get up, and go straight to Mr. Bilbo and see what he needs to be done before the party begins."
"That's what I thought you said..." Joan stood up, and quickly went out of the house, her mind reeling with the thought of staying as this hobbit for some time. The moment she got out a hubble of hobbits going here and there convinced her that it wasn't just a dream, though at first it was amusing to see them wandering about doing their business, she realized she can't stay here, not as one of them. Surely there must have been some mistake.
She decided to look for the old man. "Of course...I should have thought of this before!" She said whacking her forehead lightly. Many hobbits found her actions a bit odd, and shook their heads saying to one another that he had been working for the Bagginses far too long he's gone insane. "All I need to is find that old guy and tell him to change me or bring me back. He must be here...maybe..." She thought of finding Mr. Bilbo, and recalled what had happened during the Unexpected Party
and realized that Gandalf was going to see Bilbo just before the party. She looked around and found the house at last - Bag End - was exactly the way it was described in the book. A large round green door with a golden knob and a sign at the fence was enough to say this was where Mr. Bilbo lived. Joan knocked at the door, and Mr. Bilbo screamed at her telling her to go away.
"Mr. Bilbo, it's me..S..Sam!" She said, the mere mention of that name was painful.
"Yes, well you should know better, Samwise. Use the backdoor!" Bilbo yelled. It was clear to her that Sam never used the front door at all. So she scuttled around the Hill, to realize there wasn't any. Then she remembered Sam was small enough to fit through a window. And sure enough there was the large window facing the reading room of Bag End. She went inside and saw Bilbo Baggins.
"Mr. Bilbo...Mr. Bilbo..."
"Shhhhh! talk quietly Sam. Those blockheaded Bracegirdles may just come and I don't want them seeing me here..."
"Oh yeah, right! Well, I was just wondering when you will be seeing Gandalf again?" Her accent and language, made Bilbo stop and think.
"Why do you talk that way?" Joan realized that if she were to convince these people that she belongs there she had to sound like them, otherwise she won't get anywhere except to answer many questions. So she said it again, with difficulty, trying to sound like Sam, the accent was terribly difficult. "What I meant was, it's your birthday today Mr. Bilbo and I was wondering if Gandalf will come and bring his marvelous fireworks with him." Bilbo shrugged his shoulder, and said, "Oh well, I was hoping he'd come. It's been a while now. But I need you to help in the preparations Sam. Bring all of this to the party field." And the old hobbit gave Joan plates and spoons and still more plates to bring to the party field under the big tree. She rolled her eyes, but obeyed.
When outside she gave all the plates to the other hobbit ladies who were helping with the preparations. Then a shadow walking amongst the trees caught her eye, and her heart started beating faster. Could it be? She ran to the direction of the shadow.
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"Get up!" The old man had been staring at Nick stewart all morning. Nick who hadn't been paying much attention slept most of the morning away. "Get up!" the old man said again, poking Nick with his walking stick. Nick came to, and he looked him in the eye, Nick's eyes widened in fright. "Come. We have to talk. " And the old man hurridly got out of his room and out of the house, and suprisingly no one even noticed him.
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Pimpernel just left the room when the door opened and closed again. Theo was still lying on the bed his eyes looking straight at the ceiling with disbelief, when the face of the old man appeared and Theo sat up scared beyond his wits.
"Get up! We need to talk. Follow me." And the old man went out of the room and out of the house and no one even noticed he came by.
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Keira was still crying when a hard thing hit her on the head. It was the old man's walking stick. When Keira turned about, she saw the old man and before she could utter a word he said, "Get up! We need to talk. Follow me." And he left the room, leaving Keira with her mouth wide open and her eyes wide with fright.
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The old man was fast and Joan had to make do with the short legs and extra weight of Samwise Gamgee. But she was able to catch up. When at last the old man stopped walking they were in the forest and the hubbub was far away. Joan was panting like a dog, and she bended a little catching her breath with loud pants.
"You...are one...sick...dude...Very...very...SICK!!! " She said, her anger getting the better of her.
"Ah, you have come at last. I was about to fetch you. The others will join us in a short while. Take your time."
And sure enough, Nick, Theo, and Keira came running along, and saw Joan and the old man standing in the midst of the trees.
"Welcome...to Middle Earth." The old man said with a big smile in his face and his arms raised up high. The hobbits were all panting, catching their breaths.
Joan was the first to get her act together. "Ok...What's the big idea making us all hobbits?? And howcome I get to be Sam?"
The old man looked at Joan still smiling, and answered, " You needed a change. Being Sam for the duration of the adventure will be a good change for you I think. So will being Merry to Keira, or Pippin to Theo, and Frodo to Nick."
"WHAT?!" Joan could hardly believe her ears. "This...this...Moron gets to play the main character?" The old man's smile became bigger, and he started to snicker which annoyed Joan greatly. "How can you do this to me?! I am way smarter than him, I should be Frodo!! This isn't right!"