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Last time on AT in Mary Sue Land: Fellowship of the Ring
i "Godammit! Shut the hell up you blathering idiot! How the hell am I suppose to join the fellowship?!"
"Well Rivendell is right over there. Let's go speak with Lord Elrond."
"Oh godammit." /i
Now our feature presentation.
We now join SC and AT in Rivendell. Technically only AT is there because no one can see Syth except for our heroine. Many elves are staring at her strangely because it appears that she is arguing with air.
"SC, how the hell did we get into Rivendell?! It's not like they just let strangers in."
"Astrid, you forget. This is a Mary Sue. We can go anywhere we want! Let let's go find Elrond and convince him to let you come to the counc- OW! What the hell was that for?!?!"
AT had whacked Syth on the back of her head. She dryly answered by saying, "For reminding me that you got me into this friggin' mess! Godammit!"
"You say that an awful lot."
"So? I have a damn good reason to curse. I'm a god damned Mary Sue!"
Suddenly an elf stopped in front of our two friends. "Your name is Mary Sue?"
"Erm, no," answered AT.
"Well what is it then?"
"Astrid. Why do you want to know?"
"Mae govannen! I'm Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Elrond Perehedil! Why are you here in Imladris?"
"Actually, I'm here to visit your father."
"Oh! You can't visit Ada looking like that! Come to my quarters and I'll help you find a dress. This will be such fun!"
Arwen then cheerfully lead AT to her room with an amused, yet unseen SC followed behind. They sat down while Arwen rummaged through her trunk for a dress. AT whispered to SC, "Why the hell does she keep switching from Elvish to English? Plus, I don't think that 'mae govannen' is even a standard greeting. And wouldn't she be speaking Westron not English? Lastly, why the hell is she getting me a dress?!"
SC tried not to laugh while saying, "There is nothing sadder than a Tolkien geek in a Mary Sue fic."
"I hate you, godammit."
Suddenly the conversation was cut short by an excited cry from Arwen. "Oooh! I found the perfect dress for you." She walked over and proudly displayed a very revealing red dress to AT. "It's my favorite dress, but I want you to have it!"
"Erm, it's lovely."
"Put it on! I want to see you in it! You can change behind that screen over there."
"Godammit," muttered Astrid under her breath. As she changed she pondered why Arwen would have a screen to change behind in her room.
"Are you done yet? Do hurry!"
AT walked out from behind the screen. The dress fit her perfectly, which also was puzzling because her measurements were nowhere near the elf maiden's. "Oh yeah," she remembered, "This is a Mary Sue. Godammit." She then glared at Syth, who was sitting in the corner laughing like lunatic. "I am going to kill her someday."
"Kill who?" asked a naïve Arwen.
"Oh, no one," said AT while glaring at her tormentor.
"Okay then! Let's go find Father!" Arwen dragged her newfound friend out into the corridor and down the hall. Syth trailed behind talking care to not run into anyone. Soon they arrived at their destination even though the House of Elrond was very large and it probably would have taken a long time to get to Elrond's quarters or where ever the hell he was, but this is a Mary Sue fic and time moves faster.
"Here we are!" Arwen announced proudly. She walked up and knocked on the large door, then called, "Ada? Lasto edro!" Slowly the door opened.
"What is it daughter?" inquired the lord of Rivendell.
"Father, this is my friend Astrid. She needs to talk to you," said Arwen whilst pushing our protagonist forward towards Elrond. "Will you see her now?" AT could see that SC had already snuck in behind him and was cozying herself in the corner.
"Well I suppose. Do, come in."
"Thank you milord," said Astrid speaking for the first time. She knew she had to be courteous, or she would blow her chances of getting in the fellowship. Not that she wanted to be in it, but if she didn't she would be stuck in Middle Earth forever.
"What do you wish to speak about, Astrid?"
"If you don't mind, I wish to converse privately."
"Certainly. Arwen, would you?" Elrond asked his daughter.
"Oh. Yes Ada. I shall go find Estel." Arwen left the room and shut the door behind her.
"Now, what is so important that my only daughter cannot hear what you have to say?"
"It concerns the Ring."
Not expecting this, Elrond was a bit startled. But he kept his composure. "Go on."
"I know that there will be a council concerning the fate of the One Ring tomorrow. It is absolutely essential that I am present. I must be part of the group that destroys the Ring," this was as much as AT ventured to say. She could not reveal how much she actually knew or she would risk messing up the story line.
"How do you know of these things? The meeting of the council is of the utmost secrecy. Furthermore, why should I let a mere human girl of questionable origins have a say in the destiny of Middle Earth?"
"I cannot tell you. But you have to understand. If I am not allowed to attend, my life and many other's will be negatively affected."
"I find that extremely hard to believe."
"So I will not be allowed to go?"
"No."
"Godammit."
END OF CHAPPIE 2!
A/N: You likey? Reviewy!
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Last time on AT in Mary Sue Land: Fellowship of the Ring
i "Godammit! Shut the hell up you blathering idiot! How the hell am I suppose to join the fellowship?!"
"Well Rivendell is right over there. Let's go speak with Lord Elrond."
"Oh godammit." /i
Now our feature presentation.
We now join SC and AT in Rivendell. Technically only AT is there because no one can see Syth except for our heroine. Many elves are staring at her strangely because it appears that she is arguing with air.
"SC, how the hell did we get into Rivendell?! It's not like they just let strangers in."
"Astrid, you forget. This is a Mary Sue. We can go anywhere we want! Let let's go find Elrond and convince him to let you come to the counc- OW! What the hell was that for?!?!"
AT had whacked Syth on the back of her head. She dryly answered by saying, "For reminding me that you got me into this friggin' mess! Godammit!"
"You say that an awful lot."
"So? I have a damn good reason to curse. I'm a god damned Mary Sue!"
Suddenly an elf stopped in front of our two friends. "Your name is Mary Sue?"
"Erm, no," answered AT.
"Well what is it then?"
"Astrid. Why do you want to know?"
"Mae govannen! I'm Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Elrond Perehedil! Why are you here in Imladris?"
"Actually, I'm here to visit your father."
"Oh! You can't visit Ada looking like that! Come to my quarters and I'll help you find a dress. This will be such fun!"
Arwen then cheerfully lead AT to her room with an amused, yet unseen SC followed behind. They sat down while Arwen rummaged through her trunk for a dress. AT whispered to SC, "Why the hell does she keep switching from Elvish to English? Plus, I don't think that 'mae govannen' is even a standard greeting. And wouldn't she be speaking Westron not English? Lastly, why the hell is she getting me a dress?!"
SC tried not to laugh while saying, "There is nothing sadder than a Tolkien geek in a Mary Sue fic."
"I hate you, godammit."
Suddenly the conversation was cut short by an excited cry from Arwen. "Oooh! I found the perfect dress for you." She walked over and proudly displayed a very revealing red dress to AT. "It's my favorite dress, but I want you to have it!"
"Erm, it's lovely."
"Put it on! I want to see you in it! You can change behind that screen over there."
"Godammit," muttered Astrid under her breath. As she changed she pondered why Arwen would have a screen to change behind in her room.
"Are you done yet? Do hurry!"
AT walked out from behind the screen. The dress fit her perfectly, which also was puzzling because her measurements were nowhere near the elf maiden's. "Oh yeah," she remembered, "This is a Mary Sue. Godammit." She then glared at Syth, who was sitting in the corner laughing like lunatic. "I am going to kill her someday."
"Kill who?" asked a naïve Arwen.
"Oh, no one," said AT while glaring at her tormentor.
"Okay then! Let's go find Father!" Arwen dragged her newfound friend out into the corridor and down the hall. Syth trailed behind talking care to not run into anyone. Soon they arrived at their destination even though the House of Elrond was very large and it probably would have taken a long time to get to Elrond's quarters or where ever the hell he was, but this is a Mary Sue fic and time moves faster.
"Here we are!" Arwen announced proudly. She walked up and knocked on the large door, then called, "Ada? Lasto edro!" Slowly the door opened.
"What is it daughter?" inquired the lord of Rivendell.
"Father, this is my friend Astrid. She needs to talk to you," said Arwen whilst pushing our protagonist forward towards Elrond. "Will you see her now?" AT could see that SC had already snuck in behind him and was cozying herself in the corner.
"Well I suppose. Do, come in."
"Thank you milord," said Astrid speaking for the first time. She knew she had to be courteous, or she would blow her chances of getting in the fellowship. Not that she wanted to be in it, but if she didn't she would be stuck in Middle Earth forever.
"What do you wish to speak about, Astrid?"
"If you don't mind, I wish to converse privately."
"Certainly. Arwen, would you?" Elrond asked his daughter.
"Oh. Yes Ada. I shall go find Estel." Arwen left the room and shut the door behind her.
"Now, what is so important that my only daughter cannot hear what you have to say?"
"It concerns the Ring."
Not expecting this, Elrond was a bit startled. But he kept his composure. "Go on."
"I know that there will be a council concerning the fate of the One Ring tomorrow. It is absolutely essential that I am present. I must be part of the group that destroys the Ring," this was as much as AT ventured to say. She could not reveal how much she actually knew or she would risk messing up the story line.
"How do you know of these things? The meeting of the council is of the utmost secrecy. Furthermore, why should I let a mere human girl of questionable origins have a say in the destiny of Middle Earth?"
"I cannot tell you. But you have to understand. If I am not allowed to attend, my life and many other's will be negatively affected."
"I find that extremely hard to believe."
"So I will not be allowed to go?"
"No."
"Godammit."
END OF CHAPPIE 2!
A/N: You likey? Reviewy!
