Christina: I'm back!
James: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Jem: Where did you go?
Christina: Nowhere.
All: -_-'
CJ: James, you're a freak.
Ralph. HEH-HEY!!!
Christina: Ok, before this gets out of hand, let's continue out lovely little story. Oh, I forgot to mention: most of this story is based more on the movies than the books (although there are some references to the books in here). Ok?
Disclaimer: I don't own any part or characters of LOTR. Misters Tolkien and Tolkien own them.
Claimer: I own Kico.
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We were both very confused.
Frodo put the envelope with the ring inside of it in a trunk. He locked the trunk and put the key in his pocket. We walked out of the house to go back to the party.
" What are we going to do?" I asked.
" I'm not sure. Let's not tell anyone just yet, alright?"
" Alright."
Frodo and I walked back to the party field. People must have thought he'd gone home because they were back to partying (either that or they were drunk). We continued to dance and have fun, just to be good hosts. I nearly forgot about our problem with Bilbo and the ring. At last, the night ended. We started back with Sam. Sam and Rosie bid goodnight to each other. The three of us reached Bag End and said goodnight.
I opened the door. Frodo followed me in and the place was eerie. The fire had gone out and it was very dark. Suddenly, somebody grabbed us from behind and spun us around. It was Gandalf. He looked very shaken about something.
" Is it secret? Is it safe?" he demanded.
" Yes."
" Of course."
Frodo took the key out of his pocket and unlocked the trunk. Gandalf kept quickly turning around, as though someone was sneaking up on him. After rummaging through some papers, Frodo finally found the envelope.
" Here."
Gandalf snatched it away and threw it in the fire, which he had re- lit.
" What are you doing?" we cried.
He didn't answer us. He stoked the fire and grabbed the ring out with the tongs.
" Hold out your hand, Kico."
I looked at him as if he were mad. It made sense that the ring should be hot after it was in the fire, right?
" It's quite cool." He said.
I held out my hand. Indeed it was as if the ring had never touched the flames.
" Can you see anything? Frodo, help her look."
Frodo and I looked at the ring.
"Nothing. We see nothing." Frodo said.
Gandalf sighed. But, the ring appeared to start glowing.
" Wait," I said, "there are markings. It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it."
" There are few who can," Gandalf said as he turned around, " It is in the language of Mordor, which I shall not utter here."
" Mordor." Frodo and I gasped.
" In the common tongue it reads: ' One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them. One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them.'"
We had, of course, learned of the legend of the Magic Rings of old, but never had we dreamed they were real. We didn't even doubt Gandalf; you never doubted the word of a wizard unless there was good reason. I felt my knees weakening and offered everyone a cup of tea. I certainly needed one.
After I had served the tea, Gandalf told us the legend of the ring again and that it had gone from master to master. Frodo and I knew then that Bilbo had found it in Gollum's cave in the Misty Mountains. Gandalf said that if the dark lord, Sauron, found it, the end of Middle Earth would soon follow.
" The Ring wants to be found. They are one, the Dark Lord and the Ring. He is seeking it; seeking it, all his thought is bent on it."
" All right. We put it away and never speak of it again." Frodo said.
" No one knows it's here, do they?" I said confidently. Gandalf didn't answer.
" Do they Gandalf?" Frodo said.
" There is one who knew Bilbo had the Ring. I have looked everywhere for the creature Gollum. But, the enemy found him first." Gandalf told us that they had tortured him until he, at last, shouted " Shire! Baggins!"
" Shire?" Frodo asked.
" Baggins?" I asked.
" But that will lead them here!" We cried together. We offered the Ring to Gandalf, but he denied it. He said that if he were to wield the Ring, even though he would want to do well, the Ring would corrupt him, making him no better then Sauron himself.
It was then that Frodo and I knew what we had to do. Frodo, with the Ring in hand, said: " What must I do?"
Of course, I wasn't going to let him do it all by himself. I quickly ran to my room and changed out of my dress and all the under layers. I remember vaguely thinking how good it had felt and that I must've ripped something. A long time ago, I had stolen an outfit from Frodo. I prayed that it still fit me. It did, with room to spare. I tied my hair back with a ribbon Bilbo had given me, loaded up my bag with food from the kitchen, and went to meet my brother.
Gandalf was telling Frodo what he was to do.
" Wait!" I cried," I'm coming, too!"
Frodo protested, saying that it wouldn't be "proper". Gandalf said I was to go along and that he would explain why later. We grabbed our cloaks and walking sticks. Gandalf looked at us.
" Hobbits really are amazing creatures." He said, " You can learn all their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you."
Frodo and I beamed, but not for long. We heard rustling in the bushes outside.
" Get down," Gandalf hissed at us. Frodo and I dropped to the ground. Gandalf picked up his staff and poked it into the bushes. Someone said "Oof!" Someone familiar.
Gandalf reached down and grabbed that someone by the shirt and cast them upon our table.
" Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee," he shouted, " have you been eavesdropping?"
" I-I've been dropping no eaves sir, honest." Sam said, " I heard raised voices."
" And what did you hear?" Gandalf demanded.
" Nothin' of importance, sir. I heard somethin' about a ring and a good deal about the end of the world, but that's it. Please, sir, don't turn me into anythin'. unnatural."
Gandalf's anger had almost vanished. He smiled a little.
" No?" he said. He looked at Frodo and I, who had gotten off the floor by now.
" Perhaps not. I've got a better job for you," he finished.
Gandalf told Sam that he was to accompany Frodo and I on our journey. He told Sam what we were to do.
" Now go and quickly get your cloak and things," he hissed and Sam.
Poor Sam ran all the way to his home and retrieved his cloak, as well as a bag full of food, some blankets, pots and pans, etc. Gandalf looked upon this with none too kindly.
Gandalf led us all the way to Woody End and gave us final instructions. We were to make for Bree, for the inn of the Prancing Pony. He asked Frodo, who was carrying the Ring, if it was safe. Frodo put his hand on his breast pocket, where the trinket was located, and nodded.
" Never put it on, either of you," Gandalf said, looking at Frodo and me, " for if you do, the agents of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. If either of you should put it on, you will both disappear into the Shadow Realm, regardless of whom it is. If one of you falls while you have the Ring on, so shall the other. Anything you do or anything that happens to you, Heaven forbid, while the Ring is on your finger, will happen to your twin. That's why I insisted that Kico was to go with you, Frodo."
We nodded and stored this information in our brains. Gandalf left us and we started on our way with Sam.
James: NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Jem: Where did you go?
Christina: Nowhere.
All: -_-'
CJ: James, you're a freak.
Ralph. HEH-HEY!!!
Christina: Ok, before this gets out of hand, let's continue out lovely little story. Oh, I forgot to mention: most of this story is based more on the movies than the books (although there are some references to the books in here). Ok?
Disclaimer: I don't own any part or characters of LOTR. Misters Tolkien and Tolkien own them.
Claimer: I own Kico.
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We were both very confused.
Frodo put the envelope with the ring inside of it in a trunk. He locked the trunk and put the key in his pocket. We walked out of the house to go back to the party.
" What are we going to do?" I asked.
" I'm not sure. Let's not tell anyone just yet, alright?"
" Alright."
Frodo and I walked back to the party field. People must have thought he'd gone home because they were back to partying (either that or they were drunk). We continued to dance and have fun, just to be good hosts. I nearly forgot about our problem with Bilbo and the ring. At last, the night ended. We started back with Sam. Sam and Rosie bid goodnight to each other. The three of us reached Bag End and said goodnight.
I opened the door. Frodo followed me in and the place was eerie. The fire had gone out and it was very dark. Suddenly, somebody grabbed us from behind and spun us around. It was Gandalf. He looked very shaken about something.
" Is it secret? Is it safe?" he demanded.
" Yes."
" Of course."
Frodo took the key out of his pocket and unlocked the trunk. Gandalf kept quickly turning around, as though someone was sneaking up on him. After rummaging through some papers, Frodo finally found the envelope.
" Here."
Gandalf snatched it away and threw it in the fire, which he had re- lit.
" What are you doing?" we cried.
He didn't answer us. He stoked the fire and grabbed the ring out with the tongs.
" Hold out your hand, Kico."
I looked at him as if he were mad. It made sense that the ring should be hot after it was in the fire, right?
" It's quite cool." He said.
I held out my hand. Indeed it was as if the ring had never touched the flames.
" Can you see anything? Frodo, help her look."
Frodo and I looked at the ring.
"Nothing. We see nothing." Frodo said.
Gandalf sighed. But, the ring appeared to start glowing.
" Wait," I said, "there are markings. It's some form of Elvish. I can't read it."
" There are few who can," Gandalf said as he turned around, " It is in the language of Mordor, which I shall not utter here."
" Mordor." Frodo and I gasped.
" In the common tongue it reads: ' One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them. One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them.'"
We had, of course, learned of the legend of the Magic Rings of old, but never had we dreamed they were real. We didn't even doubt Gandalf; you never doubted the word of a wizard unless there was good reason. I felt my knees weakening and offered everyone a cup of tea. I certainly needed one.
After I had served the tea, Gandalf told us the legend of the ring again and that it had gone from master to master. Frodo and I knew then that Bilbo had found it in Gollum's cave in the Misty Mountains. Gandalf said that if the dark lord, Sauron, found it, the end of Middle Earth would soon follow.
" The Ring wants to be found. They are one, the Dark Lord and the Ring. He is seeking it; seeking it, all his thought is bent on it."
" All right. We put it away and never speak of it again." Frodo said.
" No one knows it's here, do they?" I said confidently. Gandalf didn't answer.
" Do they Gandalf?" Frodo said.
" There is one who knew Bilbo had the Ring. I have looked everywhere for the creature Gollum. But, the enemy found him first." Gandalf told us that they had tortured him until he, at last, shouted " Shire! Baggins!"
" Shire?" Frodo asked.
" Baggins?" I asked.
" But that will lead them here!" We cried together. We offered the Ring to Gandalf, but he denied it. He said that if he were to wield the Ring, even though he would want to do well, the Ring would corrupt him, making him no better then Sauron himself.
It was then that Frodo and I knew what we had to do. Frodo, with the Ring in hand, said: " What must I do?"
Of course, I wasn't going to let him do it all by himself. I quickly ran to my room and changed out of my dress and all the under layers. I remember vaguely thinking how good it had felt and that I must've ripped something. A long time ago, I had stolen an outfit from Frodo. I prayed that it still fit me. It did, with room to spare. I tied my hair back with a ribbon Bilbo had given me, loaded up my bag with food from the kitchen, and went to meet my brother.
Gandalf was telling Frodo what he was to do.
" Wait!" I cried," I'm coming, too!"
Frodo protested, saying that it wouldn't be "proper". Gandalf said I was to go along and that he would explain why later. We grabbed our cloaks and walking sticks. Gandalf looked at us.
" Hobbits really are amazing creatures." He said, " You can learn all their ways in a month, and yet after a hundred years, they can still surprise you."
Frodo and I beamed, but not for long. We heard rustling in the bushes outside.
" Get down," Gandalf hissed at us. Frodo and I dropped to the ground. Gandalf picked up his staff and poked it into the bushes. Someone said "Oof!" Someone familiar.
Gandalf reached down and grabbed that someone by the shirt and cast them upon our table.
" Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee," he shouted, " have you been eavesdropping?"
" I-I've been dropping no eaves sir, honest." Sam said, " I heard raised voices."
" And what did you hear?" Gandalf demanded.
" Nothin' of importance, sir. I heard somethin' about a ring and a good deal about the end of the world, but that's it. Please, sir, don't turn me into anythin'. unnatural."
Gandalf's anger had almost vanished. He smiled a little.
" No?" he said. He looked at Frodo and I, who had gotten off the floor by now.
" Perhaps not. I've got a better job for you," he finished.
Gandalf told Sam that he was to accompany Frodo and I on our journey. He told Sam what we were to do.
" Now go and quickly get your cloak and things," he hissed and Sam.
Poor Sam ran all the way to his home and retrieved his cloak, as well as a bag full of food, some blankets, pots and pans, etc. Gandalf looked upon this with none too kindly.
Gandalf led us all the way to Woody End and gave us final instructions. We were to make for Bree, for the inn of the Prancing Pony. He asked Frodo, who was carrying the Ring, if it was safe. Frodo put his hand on his breast pocket, where the trinket was located, and nodded.
" Never put it on, either of you," Gandalf said, looking at Frodo and me, " for if you do, the agents of the Dark Lord will be drawn to its power. If either of you should put it on, you will both disappear into the Shadow Realm, regardless of whom it is. If one of you falls while you have the Ring on, so shall the other. Anything you do or anything that happens to you, Heaven forbid, while the Ring is on your finger, will happen to your twin. That's why I insisted that Kico was to go with you, Frodo."
We nodded and stored this information in our brains. Gandalf left us and we started on our way with Sam.