Chapter 9: Trevie and Steve-o's Wife
A/N: That was so great! The crab was genius! I don't think I can top that! And Nessie, you are so dirty! Do you think that's all I would be doing?! I say we were just watching Stargate. Michael Shanks! Yea!
Disclaimer:
Me: I need to find a Homecoming dress!
Legolas: Oh! I have one from 2002 that would fit you perfectly.
Me: Is it pink?
Legolas: No, no, no. It's a heavenly shade of lilac.
Me: Really…*walks off with Legolas*
Haldir: Guys? Guys?! Humph. OK, well, they own nothing. Not as if you didn't already know that though.
I emerged from my room and stopped dead. There was a stampede in progress through the hall.
"Ah! Help me! Help me! Help me! Help meeee!" I heard a guy's voice scream as he was followed by hordes of hormonal chicks.
"Trevor?" I asked incredulous.
He looked around as he ran and saw me. "Christy?!" he asked, just as incredulous. Then he remembered why he was running. "Hide me!" he yelled and dashed into my room. I quickly followed and shut the door behind me.
I looked around for Merry but I didn't find him. Then I heard the water running and realized that he was in the shower. "Ok," I thought, thankful that I wouldn't have to explain why Merry was in my room.
"OMG! Thank you so much!" Trevor exclaimed. "The hormonal masses of freshman girls were after me again!"
Trevor is a senior this year, so I guess during this fic he would be a junior, and this year he apparently, is the guy to like in band.
"Hi, Trevor," I said. "What are you doing here?!" He was, what, the second person from school that I had run into.
"Huh? Oh. I was trying to escape the rabid masses that are after me. It obviously didn't work," he replied ruefully.
"Obviously." I went to the door and opened it. The hordes were still running by my door. "When it's safe to go out do you wanna go find Vanessa?"
"Vanessa? Vanessa's here? Steve-o's wife? (A/N: Inside sixth period Spanish joke)" he asked. "Sure."
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"Vanessa!" Trevor shouted, when we found Vanessa, scaring her. I think she was daydreaming about Aragorn, at least I hope that's all she was dreaming about. Eww…
"Hey, Beandip!" she replied when she recovered.
"Where's the you-know-what?" I mouthed to her.
"They're at the bar," she mouthed back to me as Trevor hugged, or harassed, her.
The 2 of us sat and talked for a while, until the hormonal horde found us.
"Ah! Help me! Help me! Help me! Heeeelp me!" he started yelling again.
"We'd appreciate if you'd stay away from our man!" Random Chick #1 told Vanessa and me.
"Unless of course you'd like to join the Hormonal Mass to chase him; then we would be happy to accept you," Random Chick #2 informed us.
"Uhh… thank you," I replied. "We'll take that into consideration," I lied as they ran off after Trevor.
"Poor Beandip," Vanessa lamented. "He was a brave soul but he was no match for the fish." Following her small speech we had a moment of silence for our friend. We really didn't expect to see him alive again.
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Well, Vanessa and I didn't remember about Trevor for very long. Life with the fellowship was to…umm…interesting to dwell on something for long.
"I'm Henry the VIII I am, I am! I got married to the widow next door. She's been married 7 times before!" we heard Kitty and Courtney sing a "rousing" chorus of the oldie "Henry the VIII."
"Oh, no! They're singing again," Vanessa moaned and followed me as I ran off to find them.
"And all the men cry Henry! (Henry!)" I joined in as soon as I reached the other girls and joined the Congo line, which consisted of a confused fellowship, that they started. When we finished I took another look at the guys.
"What happened to y'all?" I asked.
"Well…" Kitty started to explain, but got distracted by something shiny.
"Gandalf complained that he was getting 'funny looks'," Alex supplied dryly from his deck chair. "So Kitty found them some 'clothes'."
The men were dressed in Hawaiian shirts, shorts, and the occasional straw hat.
"Nice outfits, Kitty," I complimented her "style" choices.
"Thank you. I try," she replied, the shiny object gone.
Vanessa just rolled her eyes.
A/N: I am sooo tired. My sister's second daughter was born on Tuesday, so I'm worn out with school, band practice, football games, homework, fan fiction, my crappy family. Oh, I'm tired! *Yawns* *Goes to cabin on ship and goes to sleep*
A/N2: Umm...yeah. Her A/N was just kinda one bug rant. Whatever. Why did you people not tell us what you thought about Haldir's hair?! Come on! It was just a matter of who was right, me or Christy?! Gah! You people aggravate me! *Grabs purse, car keys, and drives off, never to return*
"So I pretended up a person who was fitting in
And now you think this person
Really is me…"
Linkin Park "Lying From You"
"You say that I'm a dreamer
I say you're a non believer."
Good Charlotte "Screamer"