piA/n: Ok, chapter 4 is up. I didn't have as much time to edit it, but it'll still be good, I promise.
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The four hobbits then went to Bree. They also met an elf and some guy named Tom Bombadil, but they don't matter because they're not in the movie. So, back to the movie. . . br
The four hobbits arrived at the gate of Bree. They knocked on the door-gate-thing and a scary guy poked his head out of a way-oversized-peephole.br
"The wizard's not here-I mean, who's there?" said the scary guard guy.br
He then looked down.br
"Midgets," observed the guard guy.br
"Um . . . actually, we're hobbits," Frodo corrected him.br
"Oh. . . Well, same difference," mumbled the guard. He then turn back to the four mid- ahem, hobbits, that is. "What business do four midgets-"br
"-Hobbits."br
"Whatever-have in Bree?"br
"Yeah, like we're telling you," said Frodo defensively.br
"Works for me," shrugged the guard as he opened the door-gate-thing.br
The hobbits went inside and headed for The Prancing Pony (where Gandalf was isupposed/i to meet them). And they were so distracted with not getting run over by a quickly passing carriage that they didn't notice a dark figure climb over the gate (somehow unnoticed by the guard) (dun, dun, dun)
When they reached The Prancing Pony, they went inside and found the Inn keeper dude (aka Mr. Butterbur). Frodo stepped forward.br
"I am Mr.-" He paused and pulled a crumpled up piece of paper from his pocketbr
br"Underhill," he continued, after glancing at the paper. "We're friends of Gandalf's. We need a room."
br"We're awfully crowded tonight," said Mr. Butterbur. "But, I think there might still be a midget-sized room left."
brFrodo restrained himself from commenting.
brMr. Butterbur then yelled for Bob (an Inn-keeper-helper-hobbit . . . guy). And Bob led the four hobbits to their room. There they left their bags and then went to mingle with the scary Bree folk. (All, that is, except for Merry, who decided to aimlessly wonder around the town.)
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"Mr. Frodo," said Sam.
brFrodo turned to him.
br"That scary guy over there has been staring at you ever since we walked in here."
brFrodo looked around.
br"Which scary guy?" he questioned, as he looked around and noticed that there were a lot of scary guys in there.
br"The one over there in the corner," replied Sam.
brFrodo looked over and saw that there was, indeed, a scary guy over in the corner that was staring at him.
br"Well, what'd'ya know . . ." Frodo mused, apparently not very alarmed by this. "That's very observant of you, Sam."
brJust then Mr. Butterbur walked by, and Frodo decided he would ask him about the scary man in the corner, since it did seem the guy was stalking him and all.
br"Who's that scary guy in the corner?" Frodo asked as Mr. Butterbur was passing by.
br"Oh, him?" said the Innkeeper, looking over to the scary man. "I don't really know . . . some strange guy that comes in here every once in a while . . . Looks like a 'Strider' to me."
brMr. Butterbur then left and continued moving busily about. The scary man (aka Strider) then motioned for Frodo to come sit with him. He seemed to either have guessed what Frodo had asked Mr. Butterbur, or had really good hearing.
br"Be careful, Master," Sam warned. "You never know about folk like that. . . One minute they look like almost-normal-people, and then the next - giant, three headed aliens that shoot slime out of their ears."
br.Frodo didn't quite understand what Sam was talking about, but he nodded and kept this in mind as he went over to the scary man.
br"I am called Strider." Said the scary man. "I am very pleased to meet you Master . . iUnderhill/i. And by the way. . . tell you friend to stop being an idiot."
pFrodo looked over in the direction which the scary- uh, Strider was looking and saw Pippin, who was telling horror stories. And, of course, who better to tell horror stories about than the Baggins'? Just as Pippin was about to point Frodo out and blow his cover, Frodo jumped up on the table, thinking quickly, and shouted out:
"Who wants to see a magic trick?"
brEveryone's attention was now directed towards Frodo.
br"Behold," continued Frodo. "The incredible evaporating hobbit!" He then put on The One Circle, crawled under the table, and took The Circle off.
br"That was not cool!" said Strider, sensing Frodo under the table with his Super Ranger powers. "Zero coolness!!" he continued.
br"Yeah, yeah," muttered Frodo.
br"I want to talk with you later tonight . . . Mr. Baggins," said Strider.
br"Yeah, sure," agreed Frodo, willing to try anything to make the guy stop staring at him like that.
pThe one problem with Frodo's clever little plan just then was this: Frodo's, um . . . "evaporating" freaked everyone out just a bit, and they promptly began leaving. Pretty soon there was no one left but for the three hobbits, Mr. Butterbur, and Strider.
pFrodo crawled out from underneath the table.
br"Don't do that anymore." said Mr. Butterbur, eyeing the hobbit suspiciously. "It freaks out the customers."
br"Sorry. . ." Apologized Frodo.
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Oh yeah, and thank you to my one random reviewer! I love you, man (or woman) Have a cookie!
Ok, on the next chapter....../ibrpbrbrbrbrbrbr
The four hobbits then went to Bree. They also met an elf and some guy named Tom Bombadil, but they don't matter because they're not in the movie. So, back to the movie. . . br
The four hobbits arrived at the gate of Bree. They knocked on the door-gate-thing and a scary guy poked his head out of a way-oversized-peephole.br
"The wizard's not here-I mean, who's there?" said the scary guard guy.br
He then looked down.br
"Midgets," observed the guard guy.br
"Um . . . actually, we're hobbits," Frodo corrected him.br
"Oh. . . Well, same difference," mumbled the guard. He then turn back to the four mid- ahem, hobbits, that is. "What business do four midgets-"br
"-Hobbits."br
"Whatever-have in Bree?"br
"Yeah, like we're telling you," said Frodo defensively.br
"Works for me," shrugged the guard as he opened the door-gate-thing.br
The hobbits went inside and headed for The Prancing Pony (where Gandalf was isupposed/i to meet them). And they were so distracted with not getting run over by a quickly passing carriage that they didn't notice a dark figure climb over the gate (somehow unnoticed by the guard) (dun, dun, dun)
When they reached The Prancing Pony, they went inside and found the Inn keeper dude (aka Mr. Butterbur). Frodo stepped forward.br
"I am Mr.-" He paused and pulled a crumpled up piece of paper from his pocketbr
br"Underhill," he continued, after glancing at the paper. "We're friends of Gandalf's. We need a room."
br"We're awfully crowded tonight," said Mr. Butterbur. "But, I think there might still be a midget-sized room left."
brFrodo restrained himself from commenting.
brMr. Butterbur then yelled for Bob (an Inn-keeper-helper-hobbit . . . guy). And Bob led the four hobbits to their room. There they left their bags and then went to mingle with the scary Bree folk. (All, that is, except for Merry, who decided to aimlessly wonder around the town.)
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"Mr. Frodo," said Sam.
brFrodo turned to him.
br"That scary guy over there has been staring at you ever since we walked in here."
brFrodo looked around.
br"Which scary guy?" he questioned, as he looked around and noticed that there were a lot of scary guys in there.
br"The one over there in the corner," replied Sam.
brFrodo looked over and saw that there was, indeed, a scary guy over in the corner that was staring at him.
br"Well, what'd'ya know . . ." Frodo mused, apparently not very alarmed by this. "That's very observant of you, Sam."
brJust then Mr. Butterbur walked by, and Frodo decided he would ask him about the scary man in the corner, since it did seem the guy was stalking him and all.
br"Who's that scary guy in the corner?" Frodo asked as Mr. Butterbur was passing by.
br"Oh, him?" said the Innkeeper, looking over to the scary man. "I don't really know . . . some strange guy that comes in here every once in a while . . . Looks like a 'Strider' to me."
brMr. Butterbur then left and continued moving busily about. The scary man (aka Strider) then motioned for Frodo to come sit with him. He seemed to either have guessed what Frodo had asked Mr. Butterbur, or had really good hearing.
br"Be careful, Master," Sam warned. "You never know about folk like that. . . One minute they look like almost-normal-people, and then the next - giant, three headed aliens that shoot slime out of their ears."
br.Frodo didn't quite understand what Sam was talking about, but he nodded and kept this in mind as he went over to the scary man.
br"I am called Strider." Said the scary man. "I am very pleased to meet you Master . . iUnderhill/i. And by the way. . . tell you friend to stop being an idiot."
pFrodo looked over in the direction which the scary- uh, Strider was looking and saw Pippin, who was telling horror stories. And, of course, who better to tell horror stories about than the Baggins'? Just as Pippin was about to point Frodo out and blow his cover, Frodo jumped up on the table, thinking quickly, and shouted out:
"Who wants to see a magic trick?"
brEveryone's attention was now directed towards Frodo.
br"Behold," continued Frodo. "The incredible evaporating hobbit!" He then put on The One Circle, crawled under the table, and took The Circle off.
br"That was not cool!" said Strider, sensing Frodo under the table with his Super Ranger powers. "Zero coolness!!" he continued.
br"Yeah, yeah," muttered Frodo.
br"I want to talk with you later tonight . . . Mr. Baggins," said Strider.
br"Yeah, sure," agreed Frodo, willing to try anything to make the guy stop staring at him like that.
pThe one problem with Frodo's clever little plan just then was this: Frodo's, um . . . "evaporating" freaked everyone out just a bit, and they promptly began leaving. Pretty soon there was no one left but for the three hobbits, Mr. Butterbur, and Strider.
pFrodo crawled out from underneath the table.
br"Don't do that anymore." said Mr. Butterbur, eyeing the hobbit suspiciously. "It freaks out the customers."
br"Sorry. . ." Apologized Frodo.
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