Author's Note: Of course I'm gonna write something on LOTR. Everyone loves it, and this is what takes place after number three once Frodo takes off on the ship. I hope you like it, and I might spell some of the names wrong cause I'm lazy and dont feel like looking them up...
Chapter 1: The Dream
Frodo arrives at the island he will be staying at for a while, and it has been one week since he left. He is having a sleepless night, and when he finally falls asleep it isn't pleasant.
"Precious... My precious... I finally have my precious... All mine... My precious.... Me Smeagal, my precious... it's all mine again!! My pure, loving precious oh precious."
"Uhhh..." Frodo gasps as he sits up in his tent. Sweat falling down his face, he stares around the room... thinking.
Then shortly after he falls asleep only to have another dream, or shall we say... nightmare.
"Precious... my precious... I will get them back... All of them... All of those smelly hobbits. Those dirty hobbits keeping me from my precious... And you, my precious, will help me track down the remaining bit of them. Pippin and Merry are already in my cages precious... I can't wait to catch that dirty... dirty, dirty, dirty hobbit Frodo and his fat hobbit friend Sam... They will pay... They will all pay!!!!"
This time when Frodo awakens he cannot go back to sleep, and he wakes up Gandalf.
"Yes Frodo." Gandalf angrily says, as he hates to be awoken.
"We gotta go, Lord." Frodo says, "I think something bad has happened to Merry and Pippin."
"What?" Gandalf says. "Why do you think this?"
"Well... you might call me crazy, but it's a dream... a dream I've been having... And the person I think is doing this is.... is Smeagal.
"Shmegal? Are you crazy, Frodo? You burnt him... You watched him burn in front of you. He's gone, Frodo... as much gone as the ring."
"That's another thing, Gandalf." Frodo says. "In my dream... he had the ring. Trust me on this, Gandalf. Treat me like I'm crazy... do whatever you want, but we must go... and if we leave now we can get there by noon tommorow."
Gandalf gets up and gets ready to go. They pull up the tent and hobble to the boat. They put everything in it and all of a sudden Frodo grabs his head.
"What is it, Frodo" Gandalf asks.
"Nothing." Frodo says, "Nothing..."
Chapter 1: The Dream
Frodo arrives at the island he will be staying at for a while, and it has been one week since he left. He is having a sleepless night, and when he finally falls asleep it isn't pleasant.
"Precious... My precious... I finally have my precious... All mine... My precious.... Me Smeagal, my precious... it's all mine again!! My pure, loving precious oh precious."
"Uhhh..." Frodo gasps as he sits up in his tent. Sweat falling down his face, he stares around the room... thinking.
Then shortly after he falls asleep only to have another dream, or shall we say... nightmare.
"Precious... my precious... I will get them back... All of them... All of those smelly hobbits. Those dirty hobbits keeping me from my precious... And you, my precious, will help me track down the remaining bit of them. Pippin and Merry are already in my cages precious... I can't wait to catch that dirty... dirty, dirty, dirty hobbit Frodo and his fat hobbit friend Sam... They will pay... They will all pay!!!!"
This time when Frodo awakens he cannot go back to sleep, and he wakes up Gandalf.
"Yes Frodo." Gandalf angrily says, as he hates to be awoken.
"We gotta go, Lord." Frodo says, "I think something bad has happened to Merry and Pippin."
"What?" Gandalf says. "Why do you think this?"
"Well... you might call me crazy, but it's a dream... a dream I've been having... And the person I think is doing this is.... is Smeagal.
"Shmegal? Are you crazy, Frodo? You burnt him... You watched him burn in front of you. He's gone, Frodo... as much gone as the ring."
"That's another thing, Gandalf." Frodo says. "In my dream... he had the ring. Trust me on this, Gandalf. Treat me like I'm crazy... do whatever you want, but we must go... and if we leave now we can get there by noon tommorow."
Gandalf gets up and gets ready to go. They pull up the tent and hobble to the boat. They put everything in it and all of a sudden Frodo grabs his head.
"What is it, Frodo" Gandalf asks.
"Nothing." Frodo says, "Nothing..."
