Chapter 5- Who Are YOU?
Daj: I'll think about the evil plotting Daj. Let's see...
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butterflyer: Tip will do that to you. lol
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Not Daj: Riiiiiight.
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Favorite Votes:
Ashley- 0
Ben- 5 (Leader)
Brittney- 1
Bryan- 0
Dajotre- 2
Lisa- 1 1/2
Peter- 1 1/2
Tippy- 2
Tracy- 1 1/2 (Yes!)
(I've postponed "Evil Plotting" to a later chapter.)
(BIG Mistake in the Last Chapter: Bryan says that the Dew is a product of the Pepsi Company. Sorry!)
Aragorn sighed with relief. "Arwen!"
He came over and embraced his wife while Lisa glared at the Elf.
"Estel, you're soaking!" Arwen exclaimed.
Pippin staggered over and raised a glass to her. "The Dew, my lady!"
Eowyn raised an eyebrow at the Hobbit. The two newcomers walked inside, Lisa still glaring at Arwen.
"Is she all right?" Arwen asked Brittney.
"Oh, she's just trying to steal your man," Brittney replied, leading Arwen to her room.
"What?" Arwen stopped walking.
Brittney turned around. "She loves Aragorn or Estelle or...whatever you called him."
"She loves Estel?" Arwen asked.
"That's it!" Brittney exclaimed. "Estel! ESTEL!!! She loves Estel."
She kept walking down the hall, Arwen following, needless to say, confused.
"I REFUSE to stay in the same room with that...that-" Lisa yelled.
"Watch your language, Lisa," Tracy mumbled.
"That...ARAGORN STEALER!!!" Lisa finished.
"Actually," Ashley said, "you never had Aragorn to begin with, first of all. Second of all, Arwen saw Aragorn about 87 years ago. You weren't even BORN 87 years ago. So she saw him first. You stole HIM from HER!"
Lisa pouted, "But I love him more."
"She gave up her immortality for him," Tippy added.
"I would've!" Lisa protested.
Ashley, Tippy and Tracy stared at her.
"I'm sure," Tracy murmured.
Arwen and Eowyn came into the room to see posters of Aragorn all over the walls. They also noticed "Police Line- Do Not Cross" tape surrounding one of the beds. Sitting on that bed, staring hatefully at Arwen, was Lisa.
"Ummm...hello," Arwen said, trying to be nice. "I'm Arwen."
"I know," Lisa said in a monotone.
"I'm Eowyn," Eowyn introduced.
Lisa slowly turned. "I know that too. And you BOTH are trying to steal MY MAN!!!"
She stepped over the tape and stormed out of the room. Eowyn and Arwen looked at each other, very scared of Lisa.
The next morning, Frodo was the first one to wake up. He came downstairs and saw someone laying on the couch. He slowly walked over, and recognized the person.
"Uhh...Lisa?" Frodo said. "Lisa?!"
Lisa snapped awake. "What?"
"Why aren't you in your room?" Frodo asked.
"I TOLD you!" Lisa sighed. "I REFUSE to be in the same room as them!"
Frodo shrugged and walked into the kitchen to find four more people inside. Two were laying on the table, and the other two had collapsed on the floor. Frodo slowly approached one on the table.
He gently shook their arm. "Merry?...Merry?!"
Merry's eyes slowly opened and he whispered, "Frodo...the Dew lives on."
Frodo shook his head and looked at the others. Pippin, Peter and Bryan were still asleep. He woke each of them and then said, "I didn't think you could get drunk on Mountain Dew."
Bryan staggered to his feet. "First of all, it's "the Dew." Second of all, you can't! We were awake until 4. That's why we're...we're..."
"Tired?" Frodo tried.
"Yes!" Bryan exclaimed. "Yes! Tired!"
Frodo looked at the clock. "It's 7. No wonder."
Merry and the others decided to just sleep in their own rooms instead of taking up space in the kitchen. Frodo slowly opened the refridgerator door, half expecting something else to jump out at him. He sighed with relief and pulled out the pitcher of juice. He turned, screamed, and dropped the pitcher.
"What?" the new person asked.
"Who are you?" Frodo asked. "And what are you doing here?"
"I received an invitation to be here," they answered. "My flight was delayed. And my name is Kitt!"
"Kitt?" Frodo asked. "That's not a real name."
"And what do you call Frodo?" Kitt asked. "Okay. My name's Kathryn. But if you call me that YOU SHALL DIE!!!"
Frodo stepped back a little. "All right, all right."
He knelt down and started mopping up the orange juice. "Aren't you going to help me?"
"Of course not!" she exclaimed. "YOU dropped it!"
Frodo sighed and grabbed another towel as Kitt walked out of the room.
Tippy came downstairs at the same time as Kitt walked out.
"Kitt!!!" Tippy exclaimed.
"Tippy!!!" Kitt shouted.
"Kitt!!!"
"Tippy!!!"
"Kitt!!!"
"Tippy!!!"
"Uhh...Ben!" a voice from behind Tippy said.
Tippy moved to let Ben pass. He looked at Kitt.
"I suppose you're Kitt," Ben said.
"Yes!" Kitt exclaimed. "I am Kitt!"
Ben joined Frodo in the kitchen. "That's not a real name."
"Tell me about it," Frodo agreed.
Since there were only three people in the last room, Kitt joined the Aragorn lovers...even though she loved Legolas. ...Uh-Oh. Problem.
Tracy came downstairs and saw Kitt in the living room watching Tip and Brittney play Rival Schools. (Really old game!)
"Excuse me," Tracy said. "Kitt, what are you doing here with your Legolas obsession."
"Don't worry, Tracy," Kitt replied. "I brought a clone."
"What?" Tracy asked.
Kitt stood up. "Remember when I said that I was gonna clone Legolas, and I said I only liked him for his looks? Well, I did! I've got one to clean my room, another to walk around without his shirt on, and another one to just follow me everywhere." *Remember this Kitt?*
Tracy nodded. "Okay. So where are they?"
"Well, two are still at my house," Kitt replied. "The other one's making me breakfast."
Legolas came downstairs and into the kitchen to see...himself. He did a double-take, making sure that Gimli didn't put something in his drink again.
"Ummm...hello?" Legolas said, unsure.
"Legolas" nodded and walked out the door with Kitt's breakfast. The real Legolas watched as he came over to the newcomer and gave her the tray.
"Thank you, Orlando," Kitt smiled, receiving a hug from her "boyfriend."
'Orlando?' Legolas thought. 'What kind of a name is Orlando?'
"So you're calling this one Orlando," Tracy said.
"Well I figured that if I called them all Legolas it would get confusing," Kitt replied. "So this one's Orlando, #1 is Legolas, and #2 is Will."
"Ah! So it's a good thing you didn't bring the first one," Tracy grinned.
Legolas collapsed into a chair and laid his head on the table.
"Are you all right, Legolas?" a voice said.
He lifted his head to see Aragorn standing there, concerned for Legolas's health.
"Yes, I'm fine," Legolas replied. "I'm getting over the fact that I have...uhh...what did they call them? ....Clones."
"Clones?" Aragorn asked, looking into the living room.
"Copies," Dajotre said walking into the kitchen. "Kitt has copied Legolas."
He paused. "Hey! Where'd she get that technology?! I must find out!"
Dajotre grabbed a piece of toast and orange juice and ran into the living room.
After breakfast, Legolas cautiously came into the living room. Kitt and Brittney were playing Rival Schools while Tracy and Ashley watched. Legolas sat down and looked around.
"Where's-?" he began.
"Orlando?" Tracy finished. "He's asleep. Geez, Kitt! Give him a break! You had him running errands for you 24/7 yesterday."
"I will," Kitt replied.
"He doesn't seem to talk much," Brittney said.
"That's because WILL'S the talkative one," Kitt answered, punching Brittney's virtual character.
"Hey!" Brittney yelled. "That's not fair!"
(Next Chapter: Evil Plotting *THIS time I'll do it.* Keep on voting for your favorite kid!)
Daj: I'll think about the evil plotting Daj. Let's see...
sapzticredheddedhobbit: lol The Dew rules!
butterflyer: Tip will do that to you. lol
Rachel13: *whips out bow and arrow* C'mon! Let's go! Bring it on! I actually know how to use this thing!
Not Daj: Riiiiiight.
Lalaithiel Noleambar: Peter needs votes. I'd vote for him to increase his votes if I wasn't the author. ...Shut up Tippy.
Marauderluver4-ever: I absolutely love Pippin!
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Favorite Votes:
Ashley- 0
Ben- 5 (Leader)
Brittney- 1
Bryan- 0
Dajotre- 2
Lisa- 1 1/2
Peter- 1 1/2
Tippy- 2
Tracy- 1 1/2 (Yes!)
(I've postponed "Evil Plotting" to a later chapter.)
(BIG Mistake in the Last Chapter: Bryan says that the Dew is a product of the Pepsi Company. Sorry!)
Aragorn sighed with relief. "Arwen!"
He came over and embraced his wife while Lisa glared at the Elf.
"Estel, you're soaking!" Arwen exclaimed.
Pippin staggered over and raised a glass to her. "The Dew, my lady!"
Eowyn raised an eyebrow at the Hobbit. The two newcomers walked inside, Lisa still glaring at Arwen.
"Is she all right?" Arwen asked Brittney.
"Oh, she's just trying to steal your man," Brittney replied, leading Arwen to her room.
"What?" Arwen stopped walking.
Brittney turned around. "She loves Aragorn or Estelle or...whatever you called him."
"She loves Estel?" Arwen asked.
"That's it!" Brittney exclaimed. "Estel! ESTEL!!! She loves Estel."
She kept walking down the hall, Arwen following, needless to say, confused.
"I REFUSE to stay in the same room with that...that-" Lisa yelled.
"Watch your language, Lisa," Tracy mumbled.
"That...ARAGORN STEALER!!!" Lisa finished.
"Actually," Ashley said, "you never had Aragorn to begin with, first of all. Second of all, Arwen saw Aragorn about 87 years ago. You weren't even BORN 87 years ago. So she saw him first. You stole HIM from HER!"
Lisa pouted, "But I love him more."
"She gave up her immortality for him," Tippy added.
"I would've!" Lisa protested.
Ashley, Tippy and Tracy stared at her.
"I'm sure," Tracy murmured.
Arwen and Eowyn came into the room to see posters of Aragorn all over the walls. They also noticed "Police Line- Do Not Cross" tape surrounding one of the beds. Sitting on that bed, staring hatefully at Arwen, was Lisa.
"Ummm...hello," Arwen said, trying to be nice. "I'm Arwen."
"I know," Lisa said in a monotone.
"I'm Eowyn," Eowyn introduced.
Lisa slowly turned. "I know that too. And you BOTH are trying to steal MY MAN!!!"
She stepped over the tape and stormed out of the room. Eowyn and Arwen looked at each other, very scared of Lisa.
The next morning, Frodo was the first one to wake up. He came downstairs and saw someone laying on the couch. He slowly walked over, and recognized the person.
"Uhh...Lisa?" Frodo said. "Lisa?!"
Lisa snapped awake. "What?"
"Why aren't you in your room?" Frodo asked.
"I TOLD you!" Lisa sighed. "I REFUSE to be in the same room as them!"
Frodo shrugged and walked into the kitchen to find four more people inside. Two were laying on the table, and the other two had collapsed on the floor. Frodo slowly approached one on the table.
He gently shook their arm. "Merry?...Merry?!"
Merry's eyes slowly opened and he whispered, "Frodo...the Dew lives on."
Frodo shook his head and looked at the others. Pippin, Peter and Bryan were still asleep. He woke each of them and then said, "I didn't think you could get drunk on Mountain Dew."
Bryan staggered to his feet. "First of all, it's "the Dew." Second of all, you can't! We were awake until 4. That's why we're...we're..."
"Tired?" Frodo tried.
"Yes!" Bryan exclaimed. "Yes! Tired!"
Frodo looked at the clock. "It's 7. No wonder."
Merry and the others decided to just sleep in their own rooms instead of taking up space in the kitchen. Frodo slowly opened the refridgerator door, half expecting something else to jump out at him. He sighed with relief and pulled out the pitcher of juice. He turned, screamed, and dropped the pitcher.
"What?" the new person asked.
"Who are you?" Frodo asked. "And what are you doing here?"
"I received an invitation to be here," they answered. "My flight was delayed. And my name is Kitt!"
"Kitt?" Frodo asked. "That's not a real name."
"And what do you call Frodo?" Kitt asked. "Okay. My name's Kathryn. But if you call me that YOU SHALL DIE!!!"
Frodo stepped back a little. "All right, all right."
He knelt down and started mopping up the orange juice. "Aren't you going to help me?"
"Of course not!" she exclaimed. "YOU dropped it!"
Frodo sighed and grabbed another towel as Kitt walked out of the room.
Tippy came downstairs at the same time as Kitt walked out.
"Kitt!!!" Tippy exclaimed.
"Tippy!!!" Kitt shouted.
"Kitt!!!"
"Tippy!!!"
"Kitt!!!"
"Tippy!!!"
"Uhh...Ben!" a voice from behind Tippy said.
Tippy moved to let Ben pass. He looked at Kitt.
"I suppose you're Kitt," Ben said.
"Yes!" Kitt exclaimed. "I am Kitt!"
Ben joined Frodo in the kitchen. "That's not a real name."
"Tell me about it," Frodo agreed.
Since there were only three people in the last room, Kitt joined the Aragorn lovers...even though she loved Legolas. ...Uh-Oh. Problem.
Tracy came downstairs and saw Kitt in the living room watching Tip and Brittney play Rival Schools. (Really old game!)
"Excuse me," Tracy said. "Kitt, what are you doing here with your Legolas obsession."
"Don't worry, Tracy," Kitt replied. "I brought a clone."
"What?" Tracy asked.
Kitt stood up. "Remember when I said that I was gonna clone Legolas, and I said I only liked him for his looks? Well, I did! I've got one to clean my room, another to walk around without his shirt on, and another one to just follow me everywhere." *Remember this Kitt?*
Tracy nodded. "Okay. So where are they?"
"Well, two are still at my house," Kitt replied. "The other one's making me breakfast."
Legolas came downstairs and into the kitchen to see...himself. He did a double-take, making sure that Gimli didn't put something in his drink again.
"Ummm...hello?" Legolas said, unsure.
"Legolas" nodded and walked out the door with Kitt's breakfast. The real Legolas watched as he came over to the newcomer and gave her the tray.
"Thank you, Orlando," Kitt smiled, receiving a hug from her "boyfriend."
'Orlando?' Legolas thought. 'What kind of a name is Orlando?'
"So you're calling this one Orlando," Tracy said.
"Well I figured that if I called them all Legolas it would get confusing," Kitt replied. "So this one's Orlando, #1 is Legolas, and #2 is Will."
"Ah! So it's a good thing you didn't bring the first one," Tracy grinned.
Legolas collapsed into a chair and laid his head on the table.
"Are you all right, Legolas?" a voice said.
He lifted his head to see Aragorn standing there, concerned for Legolas's health.
"Yes, I'm fine," Legolas replied. "I'm getting over the fact that I have...uhh...what did they call them? ....Clones."
"Clones?" Aragorn asked, looking into the living room.
"Copies," Dajotre said walking into the kitchen. "Kitt has copied Legolas."
He paused. "Hey! Where'd she get that technology?! I must find out!"
Dajotre grabbed a piece of toast and orange juice and ran into the living room.
After breakfast, Legolas cautiously came into the living room. Kitt and Brittney were playing Rival Schools while Tracy and Ashley watched. Legolas sat down and looked around.
"Where's-?" he began.
"Orlando?" Tracy finished. "He's asleep. Geez, Kitt! Give him a break! You had him running errands for you 24/7 yesterday."
"I will," Kitt replied.
"He doesn't seem to talk much," Brittney said.
"That's because WILL'S the talkative one," Kitt answered, punching Brittney's virtual character.
"Hey!" Brittney yelled. "That's not fair!"
(Next Chapter: Evil Plotting *THIS time I'll do it.* Keep on voting for your favorite kid!)
