AN: Okay, so I'm not really sure where I'm going with this. I'm just making things up as a go along. But sometimes those turn out to be the best, right? Right. (think positive, think positive...) Anyway, I would like a little input on my story, cause at the moment I'm stuck. Should I add slash or not? Originally I was going to, but then I thought maybe I should leave out romance all together (since there are few girls in both movies). I can't decide. So please let me know what you think about having a little slash (not graphic) in this crossover. Thanks!

Oh, and I know Newsies is supposed to have songs but I decided to leave them out because: a) they take a lot of time to type, b) while they are really good, they don't have anything to do with the crossover c) those who have watched Newsies know the songs and how cool they are and those that don't wouldn't appreciate them by just reading them on the computer screen.

Thanks to Liza Jane and blahgurl for reviewing.

Standard disclaimers apply.

The newsies woke up the next morning to an unwelcome change. The price of a newspaper (for them) had increased from 50 cents per 100 pape, to 60 cents per 100. While this was only a tenth of a cent per pape, when your customer only pays a penny, your profits decrease dramatically. Pulitzer, the owner of the World newspaper, was a greedy man who spent as much as he made trying to beat Hearst (another newspaper owner). In order for him to make more profits he decided to charge the newsies more for their papers.

The newsies gathered in front of the World Distribution Office trying to decide what to do. Jack says no one should buy any papers until they put the price back where it was. The Manhattan newsies join together to strike against The World. Various newsies are sent to different parts of New York City to encourage others to join the strike. No one volunteers to go to Brooklyn, Spot Conlon's territory because, as Boots says, "Spot Conlon makes us a little nervous." Jack decides that he, David, and Boots will go to Brooklyn. David tells Jack to first make their demands to Pulitzer, but Jack gets thrown out of the building -- Pulitzer isn't willing to talk. Jack and David meet Bryan Denton, a reporter from the New York Sun, on their way out. Denton gives the boys lunch and tells the newsies to keep him informed. After lunch, Jack and David find Boots and head towards the Brooklyn Bridge.

The boys stopped half way across the Bridge to yell over the side. Almost as soon as they began a strange grinding noise shook the earth, almost throwing the boys over the edge. The noise was followed by a flash of light and then total darkness. Then, a few seconds later, the atmosphere returned to its normal mid-afternoon condition. Jack, David, and Boots all looked at one another. They didn't know whether they should be frightened or amazed.

"I guess we yelled pretty loud, huh Jack?" Boots grinned, trying to make light of the incident. But Jack didn't hear him, Jack was staring at nine very strangely dressed people who had apparently appeared during the darkness and were now only a few yards away from the newsies.

"Uh, David, do you see what I see?" Jack whispered to his friend, as he watched the nine look around in obvious confusion.

"I don't know what you see, Jack, but I seem some very interesting people over there." David whispered back. All three continued to stare, unwilling to move from their current location.

The nine, of course, were the fellowship and were quite perplexed by their change in location. They had just walked through The Doors of Durin, when all of the sudden they heard a horrible grinding noise accompanied by a flash of light. Then the world was filled with darkness as the fellowship lost all command of their senses. Once there was light again they found themselves in a place that was definitely not Middle Earth. They looked around, trying to figure out what happened as Gandalf poked the ground with his staff as if looking for a trapdoor. Boromir was the first to see the three newsies and was immediately offended by their staring. He walked menacingly over, hand on his hilt. The newsies didn't know what to do, but Jack held his ground so the others stayed.

"What are you staring at?" Boromir growled and David gave a little squeak of fright.

Jack gave the man a cold look, "You ain't a nice picture yourself. Ain't you ever heard of a bath?" The remainder of the fellowship had cautiously followed Boromir and Legolas couldn't help but smile at Jack's comment.

"I've told you the same thing myself. You Men have no sense of personal hygiene." The newsies gave the Elf a baffled look as they saw, now that they were close to him, that Legolas was indeed not human. Aragorn pulled Boromir away while scowling at Legolas, and Gandalf came forward.

"What is this place?" He asked, gesturing around him with his staff. Jack backed out of it's reach, but decided to answer the old man's question. The guy looked like Kloppman, so Jack felt a bit at ease with him, except for the staff.

"Uh-huh, you are on the Brooklyn Bridge in New York City." Gandalf raised an eyebrow.

"I see, and this New York, is it perchance across the sea?"

"Well, the Atlantic Ocean is a few blocks away if that is what you're talking about." Jack gestured towards the coast. The fellowship was quite confused, they had never heard of an Atlantic Ocean.

Gandalf turned to Aragorn and said, in elvish, "What do you think?"

"I don't know what to do, but these boys are only kids, we need to find someone who knows about what's going on." Aragorn replied in the same language and Legolas nodded in agreement. The newsies looked at the group in surprise, there were many languages in New York, but they had never heard any like this one. The three took the time to assess the fellowship, wondering what was going on.

"I agree, we must figure out what spell Saruman cast so we may return and continue to Mordor." Gandalf was quite perplexed by what had happened. He turned back to Jack.

"Is there perhaps someone we may talk to that will know what's going on in this world? I fear some evil has befallen us and we must right it quickly." Gandalf was tempted to tell the kid more, but was unsure of his trustworthiness. He was, afterall, just a child.

"We were just on our way to talk to Spot ourselves, but who are you?" Jack was still a little wary, Boromir had threatened him afterall.

Aragorn looked at Legolas, his elfen powers should be able to tell whether or not the three were good. Legolas nodded his head.

"They face troubles themselves, though I am unable to discern the nature of their task. I feel they may be fighting the dark lord in their own way." Legolas murmured in elvish.

"I am Aragorn son of Arathorn," Aragorn then introduced the rest of the fellowship.

"We will come with you to meet this Spot, and hope he may aid us. Perhaps we may aid you in return." Gandalf left it at that, hoping that the kids would ask no further questions. Jack wasn't sure how to reply, so he started walking towards Brooklyn, David close at his heels.

Aragorn looked at Gandalf and shrugged, "I guess we're supposed to follow."

They all set off to the end of the bridge and into Brooklyn. Boots' curiosity took the better of him and he fell in next to the hobbits, who were as tall as he was.

"Why don't you were shoes?" He asked, looking at their big, hairy feet; if they could afford the nice, if strange, clothing they wore, it seemed to reason they could buy shoes.

"Hobbits don't wear shoes," Frodo replied matter-of-factly.

"Oh, why are you so short?"

"Hobbits are short, that's why we're called Hobbits, or half-lings," Sam explained. "Hey, what's that?" He pointed at a fan inside a store.

"That's a fan, it makes the room colder," Boots wondered why Sam didn't know what a fan was. They hobbits and Boots continued to talk about the wonders of NYC. Legolas and Gimli fell back to guard the rear, hands always at ready, while Aragorn, Gandalf and Boromir walked in front with the other two newsies. No one else talked much, but the fellowship looked around them with cautious curiosity.

AN: So, what do you all think? Please give me suggestions, I have never written a crossover before and would like input. Thanks for reading!