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Chappie 6!!! Woo hoo!!
Now that the fellowship was back together, the Nine Walkers plus three (NWPT) set off toward.well, somewhere.
They had avoided the wargs, from some good scouting from Lomiothiel, Eodriel, and Legolas.
"We've been walking for days. When can we get some rest?" said Pippin, obviously struggling, sending loathing glances at the other 75% of the fellowship that were having no trouble at all.
Aragorn glanced back, then looked forward again. "We rest at those rocks."
"Ruins," corrected Lomiothiel. Aragorn gave her a funny look, but did not say anything.
In the back of the line, Eodriel was sharpening her sword while walking, and talking to the hobbits about what was the best type of pipe weed.
"I swear! It IS the best in all of the Shire!"
"No, it IS not."
"I agree with her, there are much better-"
"I think not! Merry's.wrong. Actually, yes. Merry's wrong."
Eodriel grinned in triumph. She had beaten Merry. Legolas slowed, so he was next to her now.
"You smoke that?"
She gave him a shocked and disgusted look. "Hell no! That stuff tastes like crap! The crappier it is, the more they seem to like it. So I just stated the obvious. I said mud in elvish, and they had no idea."
Legolas shook his head, a crooked smile on his face. Boromir walked up as well. Now there were three people in the back of the line, as Avar was up talking with Lomi, as Eodriel called her.
Ten minutes later, they came in contact, or, in Pippin's case, tripped over the rocks. "Pip!" cried Merry, running toward his fallen friend. The whole fellowship shook their heads, grinning.
"Say it with me now, one two three."
And all three girls said in unison, "Fool of a Took!" and all broke out in giggles.
So, they all made themselves comfortable. Boromir began to teach the hobbits how to fight, or, in this case, Merry and Pippin, while Sam and Frodo sat to the side, watching and preparing supper. Gimli was smoking pipe weed (*cough* ew cough), Aragorn was watching over everyone, and Legolas and Eodriel were silent, looking out at a small black cloud.
"We should all pass through the mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome," said Gimli. Avar and Lomi, who were sitting in the shade, rolled their eyes.
Suddenly, Legolas and Eodriel caught sight of something.
"There is a black cloud in the distance," said Eodriel. Legolas agreed.
"It is nothing but a cloud." Said Gimli stubbornly.
"Moving against the wind," whispered Boromir, hardly loud enough for Aragorn to hear.
"CREBAIN FROM DNULAND!" cried Legolas, Eodriel, Avar, and Lomi at the same time. They gave each other strange looks, then took off to hide.
Sam refused to let the fire even have a chance of flaming up again. Legolas grabbed him by the coat, pouring water on the fire, hiding him, then crawling under a bush with Lomi, who was watching, nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Flying rats." she muttered. Legolas just poked her to keep quiet. She glared at him, but when he raised an eyebrow with one of his little half grins, she looked away, blushing slightly.
When they were gone, they all stepped out.
"Spies for Saruman," said Gandalf in disgust. He looked at the great mountain looming before them. Eodriel heard a quite audible gulp coming from Pippin.
"We are to take the pass of the Caradhras (is that how you spell it?)"
"Heheh, great." They all heard Eodriel say sarcastically.
"Hmm?" Gandalf said with a raised eyebrow.
Avar broke in. "She hates winter. She loves heights, she hates cold."
The hobbits nodded knowledgably.
"We know," said Pippin, patting her arm sympathetically.
"You do know something!" cried Merry.
"Ha ha." said Pippin, dryly.
"How high IS the mountain Gandalf?" said Avar.
"Over one thousand feet."
They all turned when they heard Pippin give a little whimper.
"I don wanna."
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ALL DONE!!! Sorry it took me so darned long! Grr.I had no computer access. Heheh.bad me. BAD! Wewl, I have to go, so.
On a happier note.
HAPPY NOT BIRTHDAY DAY!! THE DAY THAT IS CELABRATED 364 DAYS A YEAR!! AND 365 ON A LEAP YEAR! YAY!
Now that the fellowship was back together, the Nine Walkers plus three (NWPT) set off toward.well, somewhere.
They had avoided the wargs, from some good scouting from Lomiothiel, Eodriel, and Legolas.
"We've been walking for days. When can we get some rest?" said Pippin, obviously struggling, sending loathing glances at the other 75% of the fellowship that were having no trouble at all.
Aragorn glanced back, then looked forward again. "We rest at those rocks."
"Ruins," corrected Lomiothiel. Aragorn gave her a funny look, but did not say anything.
In the back of the line, Eodriel was sharpening her sword while walking, and talking to the hobbits about what was the best type of pipe weed.
"I swear! It IS the best in all of the Shire!"
"No, it IS not."
"I agree with her, there are much better-"
"I think not! Merry's.wrong. Actually, yes. Merry's wrong."
Eodriel grinned in triumph. She had beaten Merry. Legolas slowed, so he was next to her now.
"You smoke that?"
She gave him a shocked and disgusted look. "Hell no! That stuff tastes like crap! The crappier it is, the more they seem to like it. So I just stated the obvious. I said mud in elvish, and they had no idea."
Legolas shook his head, a crooked smile on his face. Boromir walked up as well. Now there were three people in the back of the line, as Avar was up talking with Lomi, as Eodriel called her.
Ten minutes later, they came in contact, or, in Pippin's case, tripped over the rocks. "Pip!" cried Merry, running toward his fallen friend. The whole fellowship shook their heads, grinning.
"Say it with me now, one two three."
And all three girls said in unison, "Fool of a Took!" and all broke out in giggles.
So, they all made themselves comfortable. Boromir began to teach the hobbits how to fight, or, in this case, Merry and Pippin, while Sam and Frodo sat to the side, watching and preparing supper. Gimli was smoking pipe weed (*cough* ew cough), Aragorn was watching over everyone, and Legolas and Eodriel were silent, looking out at a small black cloud.
"We should all pass through the mines of Moria. My cousin Balin would give us a royal welcome," said Gimli. Avar and Lomi, who were sitting in the shade, rolled their eyes.
Suddenly, Legolas and Eodriel caught sight of something.
"There is a black cloud in the distance," said Eodriel. Legolas agreed.
"It is nothing but a cloud." Said Gimli stubbornly.
"Moving against the wind," whispered Boromir, hardly loud enough for Aragorn to hear.
"CREBAIN FROM DNULAND!" cried Legolas, Eodriel, Avar, and Lomi at the same time. They gave each other strange looks, then took off to hide.
Sam refused to let the fire even have a chance of flaming up again. Legolas grabbed him by the coat, pouring water on the fire, hiding him, then crawling under a bush with Lomi, who was watching, nose wrinkled in disgust.
"Flying rats." she muttered. Legolas just poked her to keep quiet. She glared at him, but when he raised an eyebrow with one of his little half grins, she looked away, blushing slightly.
When they were gone, they all stepped out.
"Spies for Saruman," said Gandalf in disgust. He looked at the great mountain looming before them. Eodriel heard a quite audible gulp coming from Pippin.
"We are to take the pass of the Caradhras (is that how you spell it?)"
"Heheh, great." They all heard Eodriel say sarcastically.
"Hmm?" Gandalf said with a raised eyebrow.
Avar broke in. "She hates winter. She loves heights, she hates cold."
The hobbits nodded knowledgably.
"We know," said Pippin, patting her arm sympathetically.
"You do know something!" cried Merry.
"Ha ha." said Pippin, dryly.
"How high IS the mountain Gandalf?" said Avar.
"Over one thousand feet."
They all turned when they heard Pippin give a little whimper.
"I don wanna."
~@~@~@~@~@
ALL DONE!!! Sorry it took me so darned long! Grr.I had no computer access. Heheh.bad me. BAD! Wewl, I have to go, so.
On a happier note.
HAPPY NOT BIRTHDAY DAY!! THE DAY THAT IS CELABRATED 364 DAYS A YEAR!! AND 365 ON A LEAP YEAR! YAY!