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Disclaimer: same as last chapter...who's reading this without having read the first ayway?!
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Realisation dawned upon Frodo. These strange girls were not going to disappear magically back through the hole in his ceiling. The situation was not going to take care of itself. He was going to have to find something to do with them, get rid of them…and as soon as possible.
Whilst Frodo was deep in thought, Caitrin, humming happily to herself, noticed the untouched Danish still in Frodo's hand. Her humming changed to the Mission Impossible theme…she stealthily crawled across the floor (not hampered in the least by her shin length orange skirt), dodged Arkazel, commando rolled over Rhyski, crawled under Pixxie's legs, knocked Lexxie over and seized it. Her eyes widened as she gazed at it lovingly…"My own, my presssssshhhhhhioussssssssssssssssss….." she hissed. "What flavour is it?" she continued matter-of-factly, completely in contrast to her previous tone.
"Err, apple, I think…"
Suddenly, Lexxie snatched it from Caitrin's hand. "Apple?!?! I WANT one!!" Rhyski jumped up and ran over.
"No, I WANT IT!!"
"No, I DO!!!!!"
"TOO, BAD, IT'S MINE!!" Caitrin screamed, and snatched it off them.
Unfortunately for Caitrin, this did nothing to deter Lexxie and Rhyski, who simultaneously leapt upon her, toppling her to the floor. Lexxie then wrestled it from the suddenly disinterested Caitrin's grasp. Lexxie held it in the air in triumph, but it was short-lived, as Rhyski tore it from her hands and licked it. Frodo was disgusted, but Lexxie was not deterred in the least. She wrenched the Danish down to her height and also licked it. Yet Rhyski was not so easily defeated. She bent down and sneezed on it. Lexxie blew her nose on it. Rhyski dug out a large glob of earwax and smeared it across the Danish. Lexxie wiped it under her arms. Rhyski grabbed it off Lexxie and shoved it down her shirt, poking out her tongue. Victory was hers.
Lexxie ran up to Rhyski and gave her an enormous hug, smearing the Danish all over Rhyski, and thus making it inedible…
And throughout this, what had the others been doing? Well, Frodo had been watching disgustedly at the torture his poor Danish received. Pixxie and Arkazel were watching amusedly form a safe distance, with the air of those who have seen it happen many times. And Caitrin had…disappeared!
Frodo looked around with an air of panic…where could she be?! It certainly wasn't safe letting any of them out of his sight; even IN his sight it was apparent they caused doom and destruction. Pixxie, seeing his look, decided to help. "You might like to try the pantry?"
The entire group followed Frodo to his pantry. They crept slowly and stealthily towards the doors. Frodo reached out his hand to open them, when they burst open of their own accord. Out sprung a very contented looking Caitrin, looking somewhat dishevelled, followed by two very familiar faces…Pippin and Merry. Frodo gasped…this confirmed the fears he had formed on hearing Pixxie's warning…The pantry that had been overflowing earlier was now completely empty. Suddenly, Caitrin's hand shot out, grabbed something and shot back to her mouth. She looked around…"What? I missed a crumb!!"
"Yeah!" added Pippin, indignantly. "She ate all of it!!"
"We only got 3 Danishes, a bread roll and a cold chicken each!!"
"Well, I actually got 2 bread rolls…"
"WHAT?!?!" Merry shot Caitrin an evil look.
"What? I couldn't help it – he looked so sweet!!" She then patted Pippin on the head. Suddenly, her face lit up, with the air of someone making a great discovery. Lost for words, all she could utter was
"LOOK!! LOOK!!"
All gazed at her expectantly, if somewhat blankly. Breathing very deeply, obviously trying to stop herself from exploding with excitement, she cried –
"I'M TALLER THAN PIPPIN!!!"
The girls groaned; the hobbits just continued to stare, somewhat confused.
"I'm taller than someone!! I'm taller than someone!!" she sang, skipping around the room. She was just passing Pippin again when Arkazel laughed.
"Not for long!!"
And Caitrin was attacked by a swirl of deep violet sparks, so thickly that none could see her. When the sparks disappeared, Caitrin appeared unchanged…until she burst into a tantrum, ran up to Arkazel, and attempted to slap her across the face. Attempted, because, jump as she might, she could not reach. She had been shrunk down to hobbit size.
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Please review!! Even you, Arkazel, who is probably laughing so hard she won't be able to type (RUDE PERSON!!)
Disclaimer: same as last chapter...who's reading this without having read the first ayway?!
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Realisation dawned upon Frodo. These strange girls were not going to disappear magically back through the hole in his ceiling. The situation was not going to take care of itself. He was going to have to find something to do with them, get rid of them…and as soon as possible.
Whilst Frodo was deep in thought, Caitrin, humming happily to herself, noticed the untouched Danish still in Frodo's hand. Her humming changed to the Mission Impossible theme…she stealthily crawled across the floor (not hampered in the least by her shin length orange skirt), dodged Arkazel, commando rolled over Rhyski, crawled under Pixxie's legs, knocked Lexxie over and seized it. Her eyes widened as she gazed at it lovingly…"My own, my presssssshhhhhhioussssssssssssssssss….." she hissed. "What flavour is it?" she continued matter-of-factly, completely in contrast to her previous tone.
"Err, apple, I think…"
Suddenly, Lexxie snatched it from Caitrin's hand. "Apple?!?! I WANT one!!" Rhyski jumped up and ran over.
"No, I WANT IT!!"
"No, I DO!!!!!"
"TOO, BAD, IT'S MINE!!" Caitrin screamed, and snatched it off them.
Unfortunately for Caitrin, this did nothing to deter Lexxie and Rhyski, who simultaneously leapt upon her, toppling her to the floor. Lexxie then wrestled it from the suddenly disinterested Caitrin's grasp. Lexxie held it in the air in triumph, but it was short-lived, as Rhyski tore it from her hands and licked it. Frodo was disgusted, but Lexxie was not deterred in the least. She wrenched the Danish down to her height and also licked it. Yet Rhyski was not so easily defeated. She bent down and sneezed on it. Lexxie blew her nose on it. Rhyski dug out a large glob of earwax and smeared it across the Danish. Lexxie wiped it under her arms. Rhyski grabbed it off Lexxie and shoved it down her shirt, poking out her tongue. Victory was hers.
Lexxie ran up to Rhyski and gave her an enormous hug, smearing the Danish all over Rhyski, and thus making it inedible…
And throughout this, what had the others been doing? Well, Frodo had been watching disgustedly at the torture his poor Danish received. Pixxie and Arkazel were watching amusedly form a safe distance, with the air of those who have seen it happen many times. And Caitrin had…disappeared!
Frodo looked around with an air of panic…where could she be?! It certainly wasn't safe letting any of them out of his sight; even IN his sight it was apparent they caused doom and destruction. Pixxie, seeing his look, decided to help. "You might like to try the pantry?"
The entire group followed Frodo to his pantry. They crept slowly and stealthily towards the doors. Frodo reached out his hand to open them, when they burst open of their own accord. Out sprung a very contented looking Caitrin, looking somewhat dishevelled, followed by two very familiar faces…Pippin and Merry. Frodo gasped…this confirmed the fears he had formed on hearing Pixxie's warning…The pantry that had been overflowing earlier was now completely empty. Suddenly, Caitrin's hand shot out, grabbed something and shot back to her mouth. She looked around…"What? I missed a crumb!!"
"Yeah!" added Pippin, indignantly. "She ate all of it!!"
"We only got 3 Danishes, a bread roll and a cold chicken each!!"
"Well, I actually got 2 bread rolls…"
"WHAT?!?!" Merry shot Caitrin an evil look.
"What? I couldn't help it – he looked so sweet!!" She then patted Pippin on the head. Suddenly, her face lit up, with the air of someone making a great discovery. Lost for words, all she could utter was
"LOOK!! LOOK!!"
All gazed at her expectantly, if somewhat blankly. Breathing very deeply, obviously trying to stop herself from exploding with excitement, she cried –
"I'M TALLER THAN PIPPIN!!!"
The girls groaned; the hobbits just continued to stare, somewhat confused.
"I'm taller than someone!! I'm taller than someone!!" she sang, skipping around the room. She was just passing Pippin again when Arkazel laughed.
"Not for long!!"
And Caitrin was attacked by a swirl of deep violet sparks, so thickly that none could see her. When the sparks disappeared, Caitrin appeared unchanged…until she burst into a tantrum, ran up to Arkazel, and attempted to slap her across the face. Attempted, because, jump as she might, she could not reach. She had been shrunk down to hobbit size.
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Please review!! Even you, Arkazel, who is probably laughing so hard she won't be able to type (RUDE PERSON!!)