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much for your faithful reviews. I appreciate reviews from everyone, but
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Ok, this might be the last chapter in awhile, I have a History project I should be doing right now (eheheh) and two quizzes. But I'll try to get on and write some more.
Before any of y'all tell me that there should be a dash between "Uruk" and "hai", I know. Fanfiction.net wouldn't let me put it in the title. (grrrr) But otherwise, in any of the chapters, it *will* be right with the dash.
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The Uruk-hai piled in and sat as best they could around the small table. Some were left standing, but didn't mind.
"There's cookies in the pantry," Drew repeated, just as cheery.
Apparently Uruk-hai have a thing for pastries, for half of them were up in a moment, tearing up the kitchen. As they searched for where the cookies were, one found the pantry and ripped the door off its hinges. The other Uruk-hai swarmed around it, pulling everything apart and tearing things to pieces.
"They're after me Lucky Charms!" Pippin cried.
Frodo stared in awe and his sword glowed rainbow colors.
"What does it say?" Pippin hissed, pointing at the blade. "Do they spare me marshmallow shapes?"
"Uh . . ." Frodo looked at Pippin apologetically. "The rainbow just means orcs are nearby."
Pippin frowned in thought. "I thought it glowed blue when orcs were nearby."
"No, no, no, blue is when I'm sad," Frodo explained.
"Well, what's red?"
"Anger."
"And green?"
"Which shade?" Frodo asked.
"The light one," Pippin said excitedly. "That's me favorite color."
"Oh. . ." Frodo gave Pippin a strange look. "That's when I'm curious or studious."
"Ah!" Pippin sighed as if the meaning of life were revealed to him in that one moment.
"OH!" a female voice squealed. It came from an orc who was now peering intently at Frodo's sword. "Is that an authentic mood sword you have?"
"Uh, yeah it is," Frodo admitted. "Bilbo said it had some kind of weird, elvish name, but I don't remember it. Bilbo's rather old, he may just be denying that the blade was bought at an elvish yard sale."
"WOW!" the she-orc cried again. "That is, like, soooo totally cool!"
Frodo slowly backed away from the creature. "Um, sure. . ."
"You're not going to eat me Lucky Charms, are ye?" Pippin asked the she-orc suspiciously.
She made a face. "No." She turned back to Frodo, who was trying to get as far away as possible. He had the feeling he got whenever he was chased by fan girls.
"Hey, little Hobbit dude! Where are you going?" she giggled. "What's your name?"
"Fro- er, Frocco. Frocco Underhill." Frodo said hurriedly.
Pippin frowned at him. "Oh, don't be silly, Frodo." He turned to the orc. "That's me second cousin on me mother's side, Frodo Baggins!" he told her cheerfully.
Frodo smacked himself in the forehead. He knew he shouldn't have even bothered to try.
"Oh, I see." The she-orc grinned, showing yellow, crooked teeth. "I'm Rufus."
Pippin snorted and Frodo hurriedly clapped a hand over his second cousin's mouth. "Wow, that's an . . .interesting . . .name," he managed.
Rufus sighed. "I know what you're really thinking. It's awful. We have the same troubles as dwarven women - we're always mistaken for men." She sniffled and her lower lip trembled. "I just want a man who will love me for who I am - a girl who just happens to be named after a man!"
Frodo gave her an odd look, but said nothing. Luckily for him, she didn't notice his expression.
"Aw, Frodo, you've gone and made the lass cry!" Pippin exclaimed. "Shame on you, Baggins!"
"Shame on you!" three other valley-orcs scolded from halfway across the room.
Frodo blinked. "Wow," he said. "I never knew orcs had such good hearing."
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Ok, I hope that was as good as the other chapters I've written. Valley girl orcs should be very interesting . . . Rufus. is still laughing about that one. I wasn't sure whether to name her something else, but Rufus seems to fit so well there.
Now I *really* should work on my project, so I won't put anything up in awhile. In the meantime, I WILL be naming the other monstrous guests.
Ok, this might be the last chapter in awhile, I have a History project I should be doing right now (eheheh) and two quizzes. But I'll try to get on and write some more.
Before any of y'all tell me that there should be a dash between "Uruk" and "hai", I know. Fanfiction.net wouldn't let me put it in the title. (grrrr) But otherwise, in any of the chapters, it *will* be right with the dash.
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The Uruk-hai piled in and sat as best they could around the small table. Some were left standing, but didn't mind.
"There's cookies in the pantry," Drew repeated, just as cheery.
Apparently Uruk-hai have a thing for pastries, for half of them were up in a moment, tearing up the kitchen. As they searched for where the cookies were, one found the pantry and ripped the door off its hinges. The other Uruk-hai swarmed around it, pulling everything apart and tearing things to pieces.
"They're after me Lucky Charms!" Pippin cried.
Frodo stared in awe and his sword glowed rainbow colors.
"What does it say?" Pippin hissed, pointing at the blade. "Do they spare me marshmallow shapes?"
"Uh . . ." Frodo looked at Pippin apologetically. "The rainbow just means orcs are nearby."
Pippin frowned in thought. "I thought it glowed blue when orcs were nearby."
"No, no, no, blue is when I'm sad," Frodo explained.
"Well, what's red?"
"Anger."
"And green?"
"Which shade?" Frodo asked.
"The light one," Pippin said excitedly. "That's me favorite color."
"Oh. . ." Frodo gave Pippin a strange look. "That's when I'm curious or studious."
"Ah!" Pippin sighed as if the meaning of life were revealed to him in that one moment.
"OH!" a female voice squealed. It came from an orc who was now peering intently at Frodo's sword. "Is that an authentic mood sword you have?"
"Uh, yeah it is," Frodo admitted. "Bilbo said it had some kind of weird, elvish name, but I don't remember it. Bilbo's rather old, he may just be denying that the blade was bought at an elvish yard sale."
"WOW!" the she-orc cried again. "That is, like, soooo totally cool!"
Frodo slowly backed away from the creature. "Um, sure. . ."
"You're not going to eat me Lucky Charms, are ye?" Pippin asked the she-orc suspiciously.
She made a face. "No." She turned back to Frodo, who was trying to get as far away as possible. He had the feeling he got whenever he was chased by fan girls.
"Hey, little Hobbit dude! Where are you going?" she giggled. "What's your name?"
"Fro- er, Frocco. Frocco Underhill." Frodo said hurriedly.
Pippin frowned at him. "Oh, don't be silly, Frodo." He turned to the orc. "That's me second cousin on me mother's side, Frodo Baggins!" he told her cheerfully.
Frodo smacked himself in the forehead. He knew he shouldn't have even bothered to try.
"Oh, I see." The she-orc grinned, showing yellow, crooked teeth. "I'm Rufus."
Pippin snorted and Frodo hurriedly clapped a hand over his second cousin's mouth. "Wow, that's an . . .interesting . . .name," he managed.
Rufus sighed. "I know what you're really thinking. It's awful. We have the same troubles as dwarven women - we're always mistaken for men." She sniffled and her lower lip trembled. "I just want a man who will love me for who I am - a girl who just happens to be named after a man!"
Frodo gave her an odd look, but said nothing. Luckily for him, she didn't notice his expression.
"Aw, Frodo, you've gone and made the lass cry!" Pippin exclaimed. "Shame on you, Baggins!"
"Shame on you!" three other valley-orcs scolded from halfway across the room.
Frodo blinked. "Wow," he said. "I never knew orcs had such good hearing."
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Ok, I hope that was as good as the other chapters I've written. Valley girl orcs should be very interesting . . . Rufus. is still laughing about that one. I wasn't sure whether to name her something else, but Rufus seems to fit so well there.
Now I *really* should work on my project, so I won't put anything up in awhile. In the meantime, I WILL be naming the other monstrous guests.