Disclaimer: Whoopsie! I forgot to put these in my other chapters. Oh well!
It doesn't really matter because I OWN LOTR!! I AM TOLKEIN AND I AM BACK
FROM THE DEAD!! MWAHAHAHA!! *The FBI comes in and arrests her for her
treachery (is the FBI supposed to even DO this??!)* ANWAYS.. Here's chappy
4!
CHAPTER FOUR-
Melda's heels were hurting like hell. She stopped running right after two meters and began wheezing. She also earned a lot of laughter from the others. So now she had to follow Strider and he was walking really slowly and she couldn't help but kick him in the heels as she walked.
"Stop kicking my heels."
"Well you're so slow."
"Well for you're information I have to listen for danger to keep us away from it."
"Hardy hard-hard." Melda said for no particular reason, rolling her eyes. Aragorn looked at her strangely and then shook his head.
**** Later on ****
The sun was setting and Melda began to get worried.
"Are we there yet?" She asked feeling very bored.
"No." Sighed Aragorn.
"Ok..how bout now?"
"We barely took two steps and you ask me that again! No we're not there."
"..do..do..tum..dee..da-how bout NOW?"
"NO! SHUTUP ALREADY!"
Melda was taken aback. "Whoa..someone has a short temper.."
Five minutes barely passed when Melda began complaining again. "My feet hurt. I'm hungry. It's soooo boring here! How can you walk for so long without saying anything!?"
"Well we usually sing songs." Said Sam.
"Oh I want to sing one!" Cried Merry.
"It's one of Bilbo's favorites! ''Twas a midsummer's eve I roved along the bridge of Lilytown 'Twas there, sitting next to the lake, I met a pretty lass-'
"I walked up to her and said 'Kiss myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy aaaaaaaaaaaaaass!!' " Melda yelled on top of her lungs, finishing the verse for him.
Merry looked at her furiously. "That's not how it goes!"
"Hush little one." She said sounding very much like the way Arwen talks. "Melda will sing you something better!"
Now Melda isn't usually like this but lack of food makes her even more hyper than when she has eight cups of coffee in a row. 'So OBJECTION! I don't want a big exception! To get a bit of your ATTENTION! I love you for free and I'm not your MOTHER! But you don't even bother! So OBJECTION! I'm tired of this triangle! Got dizzy dancing Tango! I'm falling apart in your hands again! No way! I've got to get away!'
Did I mention that she's not good at singing either? She sounds like someone's playing a baby with a violin (A/N: o.O ). Melda would be perfect in advertising in HALLS commercials.but unfortunately, the HALLS would have to effect on her. As she sang, she began doing a some-what belly dance, that made her look like she was drunk, high-everything that would make her look like an idiot.
"Are you sure that her sanity isn't missing?" Whispered Merry to Pippin as they both slowly edged three meters away from her. "Why did you even bring her with us?! You should have left her where we found her back when we had the chance!" Hissed Sam to Aragorn who apparently was banging his head again and again on a tree restraining himself from whacking Melda's head with the back of his sword. Once they were done, she looked at them. "Well did you like my amazing talent?"
The hobbits immediately shook their heads and Aragorn banged his head once more (A/N: Lolz! Looks like Aragorn's lost his cool!). Melda pouted and looked at the ground. "Hey cool!" She suddenly said as she lied down on the floor and did strange movements with her arms and legs.
"What are you doing now?" Sighed Aragorn.
"Dirtangels!"
"Dirtangels?" He repeated.
"Yeah, you know! It's like snow angels except it's done with dirt!"
Sam smacked her forehead at her idiocy. Sometimes he felt she was more stupid than Pippin himself. *~*~*~~*
"Come on, Aragorn! Let's hurry!" Yelled Melda. She was tired but she had to get to Rivendell before sunset. They had finally fed her and she calmed down and stopped her weirdness. Now she was serious.
"We must rest." Said Aragorn.
"NO! I wanna hurry up! My mom's gonna kill me if I miss the funeral! And I'm gonna kill myself too!"
"Good! Then let's rest till next morning!" Said Sam.
Melda glared at him.
"Hey I was just joking, miss!"
"Please we must hurry! If you don't, then I'LL go by myself!"
"Alright then. Go ahead!" Said Aragorn amused even though he knew Melda's situation. "You won't get far. You'll eventually get lost or come back to us."
Melda scoffed. An answer like that wasn't going to stop her. She took her bag from bill and opened it. Then she took off the strange black boots she wore and took out an even stranger speciment of footwear. It was black and white, woven with laces and even had a check mark on the side of it. "What is *that*?" Asked Pippin. "That my friend, is the ultimate Nike shoes that I am sure you will never be able to have." Said Melda putting them on. " They're so soft in the inside that it makes you feel as if you're walking on air-and it makes you wanna run all the time. (A/N: Sounds like I'm advertising it, no? ~.~)" "Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight." Said Sam. "And I'm in love with Frodo."
"We know." Smiled Melda.
"W-wait! That was supposed to be a sarcasm remark!"
"Ok then..I'll see you at Riverdale." Melda said as she smiled wider and began running with her bag fastened on her back.
"It's RivEN-DELL!!!" Yelled Aragorn.
No sooner had they walked a few steps, when Melda came running back to them. Aragorn had a smile of triumph. He knew she was coming back and that she had to continue the quest with them.
"Er.Which way is Rivendell?"
Aragorn's smile faded and said flatly pointing northeast. " That way." "Thanks." She did this movement with her hand as if pointing something on her forehead. (A/N: its the sailor's way to salute.u know? Aragorn couldn't describe it well.and neither could I.) and hurried to that direction.
*~*
So um..how was it? Hope it wasn't THAT bad! Plz review!! It's my b-day! (I wish..)
CHAPTER FOUR-
Melda's heels were hurting like hell. She stopped running right after two meters and began wheezing. She also earned a lot of laughter from the others. So now she had to follow Strider and he was walking really slowly and she couldn't help but kick him in the heels as she walked.
"Stop kicking my heels."
"Well you're so slow."
"Well for you're information I have to listen for danger to keep us away from it."
"Hardy hard-hard." Melda said for no particular reason, rolling her eyes. Aragorn looked at her strangely and then shook his head.
**** Later on ****
The sun was setting and Melda began to get worried.
"Are we there yet?" She asked feeling very bored.
"No." Sighed Aragorn.
"Ok..how bout now?"
"We barely took two steps and you ask me that again! No we're not there."
"..do..do..tum..dee..da-how bout NOW?"
"NO! SHUTUP ALREADY!"
Melda was taken aback. "Whoa..someone has a short temper.."
Five minutes barely passed when Melda began complaining again. "My feet hurt. I'm hungry. It's soooo boring here! How can you walk for so long without saying anything!?"
"Well we usually sing songs." Said Sam.
"Oh I want to sing one!" Cried Merry.
"It's one of Bilbo's favorites! ''Twas a midsummer's eve I roved along the bridge of Lilytown 'Twas there, sitting next to the lake, I met a pretty lass-'
"I walked up to her and said 'Kiss myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy aaaaaaaaaaaaaass!!' " Melda yelled on top of her lungs, finishing the verse for him.
Merry looked at her furiously. "That's not how it goes!"
"Hush little one." She said sounding very much like the way Arwen talks. "Melda will sing you something better!"
Now Melda isn't usually like this but lack of food makes her even more hyper than when she has eight cups of coffee in a row. 'So OBJECTION! I don't want a big exception! To get a bit of your ATTENTION! I love you for free and I'm not your MOTHER! But you don't even bother! So OBJECTION! I'm tired of this triangle! Got dizzy dancing Tango! I'm falling apart in your hands again! No way! I've got to get away!'
Did I mention that she's not good at singing either? She sounds like someone's playing a baby with a violin (A/N: o.O ). Melda would be perfect in advertising in HALLS commercials.but unfortunately, the HALLS would have to effect on her. As she sang, she began doing a some-what belly dance, that made her look like she was drunk, high-everything that would make her look like an idiot.
"Are you sure that her sanity isn't missing?" Whispered Merry to Pippin as they both slowly edged three meters away from her. "Why did you even bring her with us?! You should have left her where we found her back when we had the chance!" Hissed Sam to Aragorn who apparently was banging his head again and again on a tree restraining himself from whacking Melda's head with the back of his sword. Once they were done, she looked at them. "Well did you like my amazing talent?"
The hobbits immediately shook their heads and Aragorn banged his head once more (A/N: Lolz! Looks like Aragorn's lost his cool!). Melda pouted and looked at the ground. "Hey cool!" She suddenly said as she lied down on the floor and did strange movements with her arms and legs.
"What are you doing now?" Sighed Aragorn.
"Dirtangels!"
"Dirtangels?" He repeated.
"Yeah, you know! It's like snow angels except it's done with dirt!"
Sam smacked her forehead at her idiocy. Sometimes he felt she was more stupid than Pippin himself. *~*~*~~*
"Come on, Aragorn! Let's hurry!" Yelled Melda. She was tired but she had to get to Rivendell before sunset. They had finally fed her and she calmed down and stopped her weirdness. Now she was serious.
"We must rest." Said Aragorn.
"NO! I wanna hurry up! My mom's gonna kill me if I miss the funeral! And I'm gonna kill myself too!"
"Good! Then let's rest till next morning!" Said Sam.
Melda glared at him.
"Hey I was just joking, miss!"
"Please we must hurry! If you don't, then I'LL go by myself!"
"Alright then. Go ahead!" Said Aragorn amused even though he knew Melda's situation. "You won't get far. You'll eventually get lost or come back to us."
Melda scoffed. An answer like that wasn't going to stop her. She took her bag from bill and opened it. Then she took off the strange black boots she wore and took out an even stranger speciment of footwear. It was black and white, woven with laces and even had a check mark on the side of it. "What is *that*?" Asked Pippin. "That my friend, is the ultimate Nike shoes that I am sure you will never be able to have." Said Melda putting them on. " They're so soft in the inside that it makes you feel as if you're walking on air-and it makes you wanna run all the time. (A/N: Sounds like I'm advertising it, no? ~.~)" "Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight." Said Sam. "And I'm in love with Frodo."
"We know." Smiled Melda.
"W-wait! That was supposed to be a sarcasm remark!"
"Ok then..I'll see you at Riverdale." Melda said as she smiled wider and began running with her bag fastened on her back.
"It's RivEN-DELL!!!" Yelled Aragorn.
No sooner had they walked a few steps, when Melda came running back to them. Aragorn had a smile of triumph. He knew she was coming back and that she had to continue the quest with them.
"Er.Which way is Rivendell?"
Aragorn's smile faded and said flatly pointing northeast. " That way." "Thanks." She did this movement with her hand as if pointing something on her forehead. (A/N: its the sailor's way to salute.u know? Aragorn couldn't describe it well.and neither could I.) and hurried to that direction.
*~*
So um..how was it? Hope it wasn't THAT bad! Plz review!! It's my b-day! (I wish..)