Me: Kusser, your in for it bad!
Kusser: why ever do you say that?
Me: you know why! Your not a good trait!!!
Kusser: well to me I am.
Me: Lets get on with this so I can put you away!
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"Wait I forgot something!" May said as she headed back inside the bar.
They all waited for a little while until she came out with a black bag.
"What is that for?" Pippin asked curiously.
"This my Pippi, is a bag for me to do a favor for you guys." May answered with cheer.
"How so?" Merry asked.
"Watch." May took the bag and shoved it over Kusser's head and stuffed her into the bag where she tied it and threw it over her shoulder.
They cheered. You could hear Kusser mumbling some dirty words inside the bag but couldn't make them out. It sounded more like fuzz.
They continued walking away as May listened to some music for a while changing her CD every now and then. She would hum a few songs, and sing a few songs, and dance to a few songs with some of the people such as Merry, Parlet, and Pippin. It was mostly Pippin who wanted to dance with her for some reason that May thought of as hypergenic friendteria. Some type of disease name she made up when people acted friendly such as Pippin did around her.
May had decided to put in her 'Best of Cher' CD. Yes, she was a Cher fan.
She began to sing.
"They say were young and we don't know, and we wont find out unti-I-I-ll we grow,
Well I don't know if all that's true, cause you got me and baby I got you,
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.
They say our love wont pay the rent and for consern all our moneys all been spent,
I guess that's so we don't have a lot but at least im sure of all the things weve got,
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe,
I got flowers And the spring
I got you, To wear my ring
And when im sad, you're a clown, and if I get scared, your always arou-o-o- ownd,
So don't let them say your hairs too long 'cause I don't care cause with you I cant go wrong
then put your little hand in mine there aint no higher mountain we can climb
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss good night
I got you to hold me tight
I got you- I wont let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
(starts fading)
I got you babe
I got you babe" (a/n: Sonny and Cher's I got you Babe)
The kept walking, Frodo holding onto his ring tighter from the moment she had said the verse 'I got you to wear my ring'.
They now have been walking for a long time and it was getting dark.
"We should rest here." Strider said.
"No, no, no!!" May said with command and worry in her eyes.
"And why not?" Strider asked as if he didn't care.
"Because the wring wraiths will come here, stab Frodo, and then your girlfriend-" May stopped in her tracks.
"My girlfriend will what?"
"Nothing.. did I say Girlfriend?! Hah! I soooo meant -coff-arwen-coff-"
"What?" he didn't understand.
"Ugh! We cant! Lets just head into the woods and there you'll find your girlfriend." May said girlfriend as if it were some sickening disease.
"Are you sure about this?" Strider asked everyone around him.
Most of them nodded except for Frodo and Sam who were busy with their own things. The others knew that May had been right about Gandalf, so they decided to trust her with it.
"Fine. We will head out now." Strider commanded.
They all packed up heading into the woods.
"Where is she?" The ranger asked May.
"She'll be her in about 5-4-3-2-"
"What is this?" there was a sword by Strider's neck. "A ranger caught off his guard?"
Strider looked up to see who? But Arwen!
Parlet, Marry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam looked at her in amazement.
"There are four black riders riding behind you. Where the other five are I do not know." Arwen said.
May looked up at her. "L-L-Liv Tyler!!! Your very perdyfull."
They all looked at her like if she was crazy, and she was. Arwen looked over at her boyfriend. "And who is this?"
"I, miss Liv, am Ánië Vardamir, also known as May Moss of Lake-by-Downs, or Angela the Boob Toast, or just plainly and simpler Toast." ((a/n: im crazy so im calling her toast now))
They all looked at her remembering the name Toast.
"So Toast is it?" Arwen asked.
Toast just nodded. "Im the perdyfull Toast the greatest! May I be allowed to see your father ag1ent Smith?"
"My father is Lord Elrond."
"Ohh I know, but he's the cool villain."
Arwen gave Strider a look of 'is this girl crazy or is it me?' look. Toast could read it.
"Yeah Im crazy psycho crazy. Well, are we going to go see your papa or not?"
Arwen whispered something to Strider in Elvish, meaning 'Should we trust her?'
"Well I personally think that you shouldn't trust me in some ways, but in other ways you should, such as when ever you need advice on who's coming and when they will be coming. I am very wise and deserve special treatment. I am a sage." Toast looked smart as she said that.
Arwen looked at Strider with a worried look.
"Go ahead and take her," Strider said "she has been correct about a few things so she may be of help."
Toast looked happy and she started dancing around a pre-made fire then started chanting, "Im going on a ride with Liv Tyler, Im going on a ride with Liv Tyler!!"
They all looked at her a bit crazily.
"I know, Im psycho, but how often do you get a ride with Liv Tyler!!!" she looked at them knowing they had no idea who Liv Tyler was. "Arwen!!" they all looked as if realizing what she said, but not knowing why they called her Liv Tyler.
"Why do you call me Liv Tyler?" Arwen asked.
"Ohh, it's a habit." Toast answered.
They all looked like they realized again, their mouths in a big 'O' shape.
"Well I suggest we get on our way to Rivendell!" Toast grabbed the bag with Kusser in it and Arwen and Toast rode off way before the others had even gotten on their horse.
Kusser: why ever do you say that?
Me: you know why! Your not a good trait!!!
Kusser: well to me I am.
Me: Lets get on with this so I can put you away!
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"Wait I forgot something!" May said as she headed back inside the bar.
They all waited for a little while until she came out with a black bag.
"What is that for?" Pippin asked curiously.
"This my Pippi, is a bag for me to do a favor for you guys." May answered with cheer.
"How so?" Merry asked.
"Watch." May took the bag and shoved it over Kusser's head and stuffed her into the bag where she tied it and threw it over her shoulder.
They cheered. You could hear Kusser mumbling some dirty words inside the bag but couldn't make them out. It sounded more like fuzz.
They continued walking away as May listened to some music for a while changing her CD every now and then. She would hum a few songs, and sing a few songs, and dance to a few songs with some of the people such as Merry, Parlet, and Pippin. It was mostly Pippin who wanted to dance with her for some reason that May thought of as hypergenic friendteria. Some type of disease name she made up when people acted friendly such as Pippin did around her.
May had decided to put in her 'Best of Cher' CD. Yes, she was a Cher fan.
She began to sing.
"They say were young and we don't know, and we wont find out unti-I-I-ll we grow,
Well I don't know if all that's true, cause you got me and baby I got you,
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.
They say our love wont pay the rent and for consern all our moneys all been spent,
I guess that's so we don't have a lot but at least im sure of all the things weve got,
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe,
I got flowers And the spring
I got you, To wear my ring
And when im sad, you're a clown, and if I get scared, your always arou-o-o- ownd,
So don't let them say your hairs too long 'cause I don't care cause with you I cant go wrong
then put your little hand in mine there aint no higher mountain we can climb
Babe, I got you babe, I got you babe.
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss good night
I got you to hold me tight
I got you- I wont let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
(starts fading)
I got you babe
I got you babe" (a/n: Sonny and Cher's I got you Babe)
The kept walking, Frodo holding onto his ring tighter from the moment she had said the verse 'I got you to wear my ring'.
They now have been walking for a long time and it was getting dark.
"We should rest here." Strider said.
"No, no, no!!" May said with command and worry in her eyes.
"And why not?" Strider asked as if he didn't care.
"Because the wring wraiths will come here, stab Frodo, and then your girlfriend-" May stopped in her tracks.
"My girlfriend will what?"
"Nothing.. did I say Girlfriend?! Hah! I soooo meant -coff-arwen-coff-"
"What?" he didn't understand.
"Ugh! We cant! Lets just head into the woods and there you'll find your girlfriend." May said girlfriend as if it were some sickening disease.
"Are you sure about this?" Strider asked everyone around him.
Most of them nodded except for Frodo and Sam who were busy with their own things. The others knew that May had been right about Gandalf, so they decided to trust her with it.
"Fine. We will head out now." Strider commanded.
They all packed up heading into the woods.
"Where is she?" The ranger asked May.
"She'll be her in about 5-4-3-2-"
"What is this?" there was a sword by Strider's neck. "A ranger caught off his guard?"
Strider looked up to see who? But Arwen!
Parlet, Marry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam looked at her in amazement.
"There are four black riders riding behind you. Where the other five are I do not know." Arwen said.
May looked up at her. "L-L-Liv Tyler!!! Your very perdyfull."
They all looked at her like if she was crazy, and she was. Arwen looked over at her boyfriend. "And who is this?"
"I, miss Liv, am Ánië Vardamir, also known as May Moss of Lake-by-Downs, or Angela the Boob Toast, or just plainly and simpler Toast." ((a/n: im crazy so im calling her toast now))
They all looked at her remembering the name Toast.
"So Toast is it?" Arwen asked.
Toast just nodded. "Im the perdyfull Toast the greatest! May I be allowed to see your father ag1ent Smith?"
"My father is Lord Elrond."
"Ohh I know, but he's the cool villain."
Arwen gave Strider a look of 'is this girl crazy or is it me?' look. Toast could read it.
"Yeah Im crazy psycho crazy. Well, are we going to go see your papa or not?"
Arwen whispered something to Strider in Elvish, meaning 'Should we trust her?'
"Well I personally think that you shouldn't trust me in some ways, but in other ways you should, such as when ever you need advice on who's coming and when they will be coming. I am very wise and deserve special treatment. I am a sage." Toast looked smart as she said that.
Arwen looked at Strider with a worried look.
"Go ahead and take her," Strider said "she has been correct about a few things so she may be of help."
Toast looked happy and she started dancing around a pre-made fire then started chanting, "Im going on a ride with Liv Tyler, Im going on a ride with Liv Tyler!!"
They all looked at her a bit crazily.
"I know, Im psycho, but how often do you get a ride with Liv Tyler!!!" she looked at them knowing they had no idea who Liv Tyler was. "Arwen!!" they all looked as if realizing what she said, but not knowing why they called her Liv Tyler.
"Why do you call me Liv Tyler?" Arwen asked.
"Ohh, it's a habit." Toast answered.
They all looked like they realized again, their mouths in a big 'O' shape.
"Well I suggest we get on our way to Rivendell!" Toast grabbed the bag with Kusser in it and Arwen and Toast rode off way before the others had even gotten on their horse.