"Ahhhh!!!!"

Thump!

This was the sound that signified the discourse between two realities. The merging of dimensions and beginning of the end.

"My back is hurting!"

Also proof that watching television at midnight is bad for you.

The person that caused these noises, looked around at her surroundings with a dazed look on her face. Finally her eyes focused and they came to rest on several people whose quest had been interrupted by her abrupt entry from the sky.

"Ohmygod, mum is gonna kill me"

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Meanwhile

Ohmygod Gemma's mum is gonna kill her!'

"Umm, Hannah I don't think that is a problem right now!"

"Yeah! I'm gonna kill her! How come GEMMA falls into the Lord of The Rings universe and NOT ME!"

"Shut up Alanna"
Four very confused and one jealous friend of Gemma's sat around in Gemma's living room staring at the television set. Watching in dumb amazement, something they are very good at, as Aragorn helped Gemma to her feet and starting questioning her about her physical health. Sarah, showing a remarkable change in character, said something rather intelligent.

"Do you think we could do the same thing?"

Rosie scoffed in disbelief, "What? Kiss the screen when Legolas comes on and then somehow fall INTO the screen … it could work."

So one by one Sarah, Alanna, Hannah and Rosie jumped at the screen and followed Gemma into the world of Lord of The Rings. Unfortunately they all landed on Gemma's back.

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"STACKS ON!"

"Shut up Rosie!"

Once again the stares of the fellowship where upon them. However, Gemma's squirming and coarse language soon convinced them to get off her back NOW! As she was the only one they knew, Aragorn looked towards Gemma for an explanation for whom these strangely garbed women were. PJ's, especially at the length Gemma wears hers, are not appropriate for at time whose fashion is based on the Middle Ages. However, before Gemma could answer, Hannah cut in with an answer that lacked…well... thought

"OHMYGOD, this is sooooo cool! I'm, like, you know, Hannah!"

Smacking Hannah over her head Gemma gave a well thought over answer.

"These err 'women' are very distant acquaintances of mine. Mind our strange garb as the area in which we come from is lacking in, um, silk worms! Which provide our main source of … clothing! My name, as I indicated before is...Ranna!"

Alanna gave Gemma a very pointed look.

"Fine; it's Gemma. This is Rosie, Hannah, Sarah and the first…um I mean Alanna."

Aragorn nodded in acceptance of these 'facts'. However, Gemma was on a roll. And you all know how hard it is to shut Gemma up when she is on a roll.

"Somehow we have appeared in this area, which is unknown to us. The time in which we come from has certain, um, facilities that enable us to look at different times and thus we know who and what you are and the nature of your quest.  Thus Gandalf asked us to help you in your quest should he fall, which he did, may I add!"

Fortunately the fellowship bought it.

So the fellowship gained some extra members as they journeyed towards Lorien.

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Later that night.

It had been an exhausting day. Gemma had spent the entire day asking Legolas questions about Mirkwood and bows and arrows, dropping not so subtle hints about that fact that she was single, he was single…put the two and two together….

Alanna was much more to the point however.

"I hear Arwen's sleeping around!"

"I have a nice knife that want's to meet Arwen!"

"For Godsake! Me better than Arwen!!!"

Unfortunately all the years as a ranger had somewhat lowered Aragorn's level of comprehension.

"Yeah, she is really pretty, isn't she?" which left Alanna stalking off murmuring that the agreement between Gemma and her was not valid if Aragorn didn't get the message.

Hannah seemed to receive much amusement in pointing out to Sam that Rosie's name was Rosie! And therefore they should marry. However, Sam didn't get it. But Frodo did which caused him to give dark looks at Rosie for daring to try and steal his loverboy. However, Hannah had much bigger problems. Gimli had seen the very lively resemblance between Hannah and female dwarfs. So he started following Hannah around muttering something about locks of hair.

Sarah had taken Boromir aside to give him so well needed hints on popularity. She had mistakenly mentioned that many people that knew what the quest was about didn't like him. Thus he had implored her, begged her rather, to help him.

"It's your hair! Your hair must say everything about yourself and your's just screams 'loser'".

Finally they made camp and the politics of the sleeping arrangements caused many problems.

Firstly, there were simply not enough beds.

As Gemma had spent a lot of time complimenting Legolas on his hair, he offered her his.  Gemma smiled smugly at Alanna in silent triumph. Who was having a lot of trouble trying to convince Aragorn that he should share with her. Aragorn prudently volunteered for first watch. Hannah was bluntly refusing to be anywhere near Gimli, who was desperately trying to edge his bag closer to hers. Pippin, sensing her refusion and sharing in her pain (never AGAIN would he sleep next to Boromir), offered his blanket to her. Although Hannah is short herself, she had never really like other short people, until now. But it seemed that the most trouble fell to Rosie who was becoming victim to Frodo's malcontent. The blue-eyed hobbit had hatched a plan to convince the fellowship that she was evil and needed to be disposed of.  The reason? How dare she have the name ROSIE!

The Ring works in mysterious ways.

Thus Rosie found herself without a blanket.

Sarah had Boromir wrapped around her finger. Which meant she not only got a blanket and a bedroll but she also had a pillow. How it's possible to convince someone that giving up there bed will increase their popularity and hair we will never know.

After the bed situation had been fixed it was time for supper.

When Sarah say's she can cook, don't believe her. She can't. The only reason she had been allowed to cook the rabbit in the first place was due to Boromir's threatening presence glaring at anyone who dared to protest. Boromir seemed to have taken a liking to Sarah whose idea's on 'renovating' Boromir was mainly directed at making him look as much like Harry Potter as humanly possible.

Sam, the usual cook, muttered throughout the meal, as Frodo tried desperately to convince him that Rosie was somehow responsible for the overcooked condition on the meat.

Finally, they all went to bed. Gemma snuggled up to Legolas, who looked a bit shocked and lay unmoving, unsure of what to do. Alanna talked in her sleep about murdering a certain occupant of Rivendale. Rosie shivered and Hannah didn't sleep a wink as she spent the entire night slapping away Gimli's wandering hands. And Sarah had a dreamy sleep filled with visions of Boromir mysteriously turning into Dan.

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The fellowship was quite used to getting up early. However our brave heroes were not. And after several desperate attempts a large amount of water was thrown over them. So say they were pissed was an understatement. This only served to ruin Frodo's plans of making Rosie appear evil in Sam's eyes. In Sam's reasoning, no one who would have been splashed with water while wearing a white top was evil.

Gemma, being the evil being she is, had convinced Legolas that the rest of the girl's had very possessive boyfriends and none of them would appreciate being talked to by such a hunk like him – direct quote. Thus Gemma took it upon herself to cause mischief in the fellowship, safe in the knowledge that no one could touch HER elf.

Smiling evilly, she skipped up to Gimli.

"So you're a dwarf"

"Yes"

"Cool, so you like Hannah."

"Yes, I find her fair face beyond compare."

"Sure you do. Hey, want to make a bet that you fall in love with someone else?"

"Never will I betray my darling Hannah."

"*snicker*, 'Darling Hannah' oh she is sooo not going to live this down. Okay, I say we make this bet and the winner gets to …" smiling winningly Gemma bent down to whisper something in Gimli's ear.

With a nod of agreement they shook hands and the bet was made.

Towards the back of the group, Hannah was keeping company with the young hobbits, Merry and Pippin. The three of them were having an argument over who was the stupidest member of the group. Hannah was adamant that it was Aragorn as he had still failed to recognise Alanna's not so subtle hints. Merry had his bets on Gemma, whose vacant eyed expression every time Legolas looked at her, had him less then impressed. On the other hand, Pippin was indecisive. Frodo had done some stupid things in his time at the shire but Boromir had drawn a lightening bolt on his head at Sarah's instruction. It was a tough competition. However there argument was fairly low key in contrast to the explosion that everyone was ignoring.

"EVIL! I'm not EVIL!"

Frodo, and everyone else within a mile radius, winced at the loud screeching.

"I didn't say EVIL, you might just have bad tendencies."

"Just a tic, you're the reason I didn't get a blanket last night! That was your fault and ... and … ACHOO!!"

You could call it karma that Frodo was on the receiving end of THAT snotty sneeze. The chill last night had left Rosie with a very large cold. Unfortunately Alanna's home made remedy of pine leaves and dirt didn't seem to be helping.

"Listen, it's just that …well. *sigh* I'm jealous 'cause of Sam."

Blinking once then twice, Rosie finally understood.

"Why didn't you just say so? As if I would date a short person! Get real!" with a flip of her hair Rosie stomped off leaving a very pissed off Frodo behind her. Unknowingly she had just made the situation a hell of a lot worse.

It was with a sigh of relief that the fellowship made keep within a couple of hours reach of the woods of Lorien. Gladly they let Sam cook dinner and the sleeping arrangements went off without a hitch. And this time Rosie did have a blanket. However, all the trouble this time happened on the watches. Aragorn took first watch and as he disappeared into the trees, Alanna followed him.

"Aragorn? Aragorn? Where are you? Is that…EWWW!!!"

"God, women! Can't you just let me have a PISS!?"

"EWW! EWW!!"

However, Alanna ran off in the wrong direction to the camp. Which resulted in a fairly interesting search party. The separated into pairs, Gemma and Legolas, Aragorn and Frodo, Sam and Rosie (much to Frodo's and Rosie's dismay), Hannah and Pippin, Merry and Gimli, Boromir and Sarah.

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