*Scary music plays*
Frodo spun around and saw a tall, scary man.
"The creature of the black lagoon!" cried Frodo.
"Is it secret? Is it safe?" said the figure.
Frodo quickly realized that the creature was really Gandalf. . . He wasn't quite sure whether he should find this comforting or not. Frodo simply stared stupidly.
"The Circle, stupid! The One Circle!" Gandalf lovingly reminded him.
"Oh . . .right. . ." came Frodo, suddenly understanding.
He then went over to a chest and began pulling things out.
"Book . . . sock puppet . . . hat . . . Hey, I've been looking for that!" Frodo spoke to himself as he pulled things out of the chest. Gandalf stood impatiently watching the hobbit. Then it happened. . . Frodo's eyes widened suddenly . . . He stopped and sat staring into the chest.
"My rubber ducky!" Frodo exclaimed excitedly "How did you get in here? I've been looking all over for you!" He then noticed the slightly irritated wizard, still watching him.
"Oh, uh . . . The Circle . . . right." said Frodo as he went back to digging through the chest. "Creepy old bat…" Frodo muttered to himself as he continued his search.
"Here it is!" Frodo finally exclaimed, as he held up the envelope triumphantly.
Gandalf promptly snatched the envelope from the hobbit and threw it into the fireplace.
"Well, you could have just ask and I would have let you see it . . ." Frodo mumbled to himself.
Gandalf then got the tongs and pulled The Circle from the fireplace.
"Take it," said Gandalf turning to Frodo.
Frodo simply stared.
"It's quite cool," Gandalf assured him.
"Then why won't *you* touch it?" Questioned Frodo.
"Because I'm not paid to do that and, just in case I'm wrong, my insurance doesn't cover it," replied Gandalf.
"Oh . . ." said Frodo, not feeling very reassured.
"Take it," Gandalf insisted.
Frodo reluctantly held out his hand and Gandalf dropped The Circle into his open palm.
"Do you see anything?" asked Gandalf.
"Yes."
"What do you see?" he asked eagerly.
"My face."
Gandalf gave an exasperated sigh.
"Do you see anything else?" he asked irritably.
"No-Wait…There's some sort of markings," said Frodo as he observed the Circle, "Made In China" He read slowly.
"No, no! Above that, idiot!" Gandalf corrected him impatiently.
"Oh. . ." Frodo looked back at the Circle, "There's some other sort of markings. . . I can't read it."
"It's in the language of Mordor," said Gandalf, waiting for his cue.
"Oh . . . well, what does it say?" asked Frodo curiously.
"I. . .don't . . . know. . ." replied the wizard. "But, if it's in the language of Mordor it can't be anything good." He quickly added, trying to make himself sound more intelligent. "You must destroy it! Throw it into the fires of Mount Doom!"
"Oh . . . Um . . . K?" said Frodo.
"Your name is no longer Baggins - it is Underhill. I'm going to leave again, and you are too. Only you're going to Bree. I will meet you there, then we will go to Rivendell," Gandalf explain.
". . . K. . ." agreed a somewhat bewildered Frodo.
"Sam will go with you," continued Gandalf, as he dragged Sam (who was conveniently just outside the window) into the room; "and so will Merry and Pippin."
And with that, Gandalf left. Frodo stood staring blankly at the door for a moment, and then the long awkward silence was broken by Sam.
"He said we're going to Rivendell, Mr. Frodo!" exclaimed Sam.
" . . .Yeah," said Frodo, still trying to figure out what the heck just happened.
"We're going to see the elves!" said Sam excitedly.
". . .Yeah."
"Shouldn't we start packing, Mr. Frodo?"
". . .Yeah."
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And so they did. Then they left, and picked up Pippin and Merry (who conveniently ran them over as they were passing through a corn field) on their way. Seeing as Frodo was a bit preoccupied with walking along muttering to himself about how he was certain he would be needing therapy in the very near future, Sam quickly explained to the others why they were wandering half way across Middle-earth.
"Frodo has an evil Circle that was made by Sauron who wants to take over the world and we have to destroy the Circle in the Cracks of Doom and there's a good chance that we'll die in the process!" Sam explained.
"Dude," Merry profoundly stated.
"Cool!" said Pippin stupidly.
Suddenly Frodo ran towards them shouting in polish.
"Nagh!" yelled Frodo. (which, roughly translated, mean "Run, run, the man-eating-dustbunnies-of-some-town-just-outside-of-Texas-that-would-be-just-inside-Texas-if-it-were-two-inches-to-the-left are coming!")
The others stared at him blankly. Frodo quickly corrected himself.
"Get off the road!" He shouted as he ran towards them.
The others still had no clue what was going on, but they ran in the same direction as Frodo and hid under the roots of a tree. Just then a Ring Wraith rode up the path singing:
Oh what a beautiful dayy!
I've got a beautiful feeeellliiing!
Everything's going my way! . . ."
"Sshh!" from Frodo.
The Ring Wraith stopped singing and began sniffing the air.
"What is he doing?" whispered Pippin.
"I think he's smelling us," Merry replied.
"Sick!"
"Sshh!" repeated Frodo.
The hobbits were silent. The Ring Wraith jumped from his horse and began crawling towards their hiding place. Suddenly, Merry got this way brilliant idea -
"Fetch boy!" He called to the Ring Wraith as he threw a bag of mushrooms as far as his arms could toss them.
The Ring Wraith ran merrily after the mushrooms. Seeing he was occupied for the moment, the hobbits took this chance too run as fast as their midget legs could carry them. The Ring Wraith quickly noticed them and jumped back on his horse and rode after them. But, this is only the first half hour of the movie! They can't kill the hobbits yet! So, the three-and-a-half-foot-hobbits outran the evil-fast-riding-Ring-Wraith-on-horseback and escaped on a conveniently located boat.
a/n: And there it is. (You'll notice most of the a/n's will be at the bottom cuz I hate it when you
have this 30 page note to read before you get on with the story.....Yeah, that
was kinda random, huh?...) Review, review!