Les: Yay!
Jumba: aA$4g$ (oh brother)
Here's the next chapter... enjoy!
Disclamer: I do NOT own anyone in this story except: Samantha, Ryan, and Lydia
Samantha yawned as she slowly woke from her nap. She was still tired out, so she figured it wouldn't hurt if she sleep just a little bit more. She tried turning over on her couch, but found that she wasn't able to...
She opened her eyes just a peep to see what was the matter. She grew confused once she saw what it was.
Instead of her nice, comfy, lazy-boy couch she had been napping on, she was sitting on a wooden chair, head resting on a wooden table.
Flabbergasted, she pulled her head away in shock, but the next thing she saw brought even more shock to her mind.
A party scene was going on around her. No one seemed to notice the confused teenager. She looked around frantically.
Where was she?
She broke into a sweat. She began to become very nervous. Was this a dream? It had to be! Well, she could only hope...
She got up slowly and figured it best to walk around and maybe find out what was going on. She was looking around her at the strange little people, not noticing where she was going. She tripped into a table and was sent crashing to the ground.
Groaning about her clumsiness, she began to get up but suddenly stopped when she saw she was not wearing what she should be. She saw she was not in her normal torn up jeans and blue tanktop, but a pretty green and white dress instead. She hated dresses! How could she be in one? She began fussing about her dress and started looking it over, but when her feet caught her eye she quickly forgot all of her worries about the dress.
Back home she had very small feet. She wore size 5 shoes, even though she was an eighth grader...
But now they must have been twice as big. And this time they were hairy.
She quickly stood up. She looked at everyone else. They had large, hairy feet too.
She brought her hand to her head, trying to stop the sweat that had just become much worse. But once she touched a strand of her hair, she knew it was different as well. No longer could she feel her straight locks of hair that tumbled down her back, for replacing them was a mass of curly hair that only came down to her shoulders!
She brought it down so she could see it with her own two eyes. And no longer was it dirty blonde, but a new shade of rich brown.
Last, just to make sure about what she was about to approximate, she touched her ears. She gasped when she felt the tip point up on the top.
Only one thing could abide to this... she had become a hobbit.
The scene looked all too familiar to her now that she began to remember. Bilbo's 111 birthday party! How could she have NOT recognized it, being the Lord of the Rings freak she was?! But... how was she there? They had already filmed the movie, plus Samantha had no idea how she'd suddenly be in New Zealand. She also knew that hobbits really didn't exist, no matter how hard she tried to believe.
How was it possible?
"I came as soon as I could, Ryan!" Lydia said, racing down the stairs to where Ryan still sat watching the DVD. "You sounded worried on the phone! So what's the problem?"
Ryan didn't say anything, he just continued to gape at the television screen. Lydia had already seen the movie too many times; she knew what was happening so she didn't need to waste her time to glance at it.
"What's the problem, Ryan?" she asked again in a more serious tone of voice.
Still, there no answer from the zombie-like little boy watching the television. Lydia rolled her eyes and murmured something about little brothers. She looked around her, and was shocked to see no Lord of the Rings obsessed freak watching the movie and dancing along with the hobbits in their little weird chicken dance.
"Where's Samantha?" she asked Ryan.
All Ryan did was simply point to the TV. Lydia gave him a strange look – Lydia always had thought that Ryan had been born strange – but glanced at the TV anyway. The minute she did her jaw dropped wide open and found herself gapping at the television just like Ryan. She could not believe her eyes.
For on the TV was a frightened, hobbit version of Samantha.
Les: SO SHE'S IN THE MOVIE?!?!!
... Yes Les, we explained this to you last time...
Les: Oh...
Jumba: ATR33#r#fe (I say we get rid of him! He's no fun)
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