Disclaimer: I don't own anything accept Eleni, Lena, and some of their
smart-ass comments. I might add some new characters at the end. (Their
parents, siblings, friends, etc.) Later there will be quotes from other
movies. I will tell you the quote, movie, character, and actor at the end
of the chapter.
Author's Note: Sorry this one took so long. I've been busy with books and projects in school. I'll try to be faster next time.
Two Girls and a World in Confusion
Chapter 4: The Big Rocky Place with lots of Crows
"We must hold to this course west of the Misty Mountains for forty days. If our luck holds, the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us, and from there our road turns east towards Mordor." Gandalf said. Eleni spit out the food that Sam had prepared.
"I know you didn't just say forty fuckin' days." She burst out. The Fellowship froze, and turned towards her. "'Cause I am not walkin' that frickin' long." She continued fuming until Lena calmed her down. She leaned in and whispered to her.
"Calm down, Eleni. Remember, we don't go that way." Legolas whipped around.
"What?" he asked, and Lena froze. "Why wouldn't we go the way Gandalf directed?" Lena was about to cover up her mistake, but Eleni answered for her.
"'Cause we're gonna get pretty frickin' freezin' before the end of this." She said motioning to Caradhras. Then she turned towards the direction that the Crebain were coming from. "Saruman knows we're here." Legolas followed her gaze.
"Crebain from Dunland! Hide!" he shouted and everyone scattered. ~*~*~
A while later they found themselves climbing Caradhras. Frodo slipped and rolled down to Aragorn, who picked him up and set him on his feet. Frodo looked for the Ring before glancing up at Boromir, who had found it.
"Boromir!"
"It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing."
"Like yours!" Eleni shouted, from near the head of the group. Lena smacked her, as the rest of the group looked on, puzzled.
"Get your mind out of the gutter. Anyway, how would you know this?" Lena said, with a growing smirk.
"Are you implying...?" She began, and Lena nodded. "Why you little..." Eleni leapt at her and they rolled around wrestling for a few minutes before Legolas yanked the two apart.
"Okay, you two need to grow up in the next three seconds or it's you who'll be carrying the four hobbits, not Aragorn and Boromir." He admonished them, catching on to what the girls were talking about.
"Could we accidentally on purpose drop them over the side of the cliff?" Lena asked innocently.
"What do you think?" the elf asked.
"Ohh...that's a yes!" Eleni squealed happily. "Get your buttocks over here Sam. You get the privilege of going first." Legolas glared at her. It was a seriously maddening glare, like he was saying 'no I think you'll go first.'
"Oh fine." Eleni relented. "I'll even let him make some sort of speech about kicking it for Frodo, the Shire, and his old Gaffer." Lena leaned in and whispered to her.
"Look I think you've pissed everyone off enough for one day. Why don't you give it a rest?" Eleni turned to her in shocked.
"Never!" she said dramatically. "Lena I thought I knew you. My own sister, working against me. What is this world coming to?" She dissolved into obviously fake tears.
"Look." Lena growled. "I'm not looking forward to carry those hobbits up this mountain. And I don't think you are either, even if you better on inclines and in cold weather."
"Alright. You win." Eleni said. "But I am better on inclines. It gives me something to work towards. Going down is the problem. Why don't you just toboggan the whole way? It's so much easier." She continued her ramblings about the pros and cons of inclines and declines as the Fellowship began their trek uphill, or up mountain, but you catch the drift.
A few hours later Eleni abandoned her rambling for shivering uncontrollably. Finally she gave that up as well for complaining about elves.
"Come on Legolas." She whined. "You've enjoyed this quite long enough. Lena and I our freezing and tired. Carry us!"
"Do you think the rest of us aren't cold?" he asked rationally.
"Well, You've got the whole elvish resistance to temperature thingy going. Gimli's got body fat." At this the dwarf growled, but Eleni ignored him and continued. "Gandalf's all-powerful. And the Men and Hobbits are making out for body warmth.*" The rest were upset about these comments but couldn't well do anything but glare and grumble. "So yea, that leaves me and Lena as the only one's cold."
"Then I guess you're just going to have to freeze to death. If someone attacks us at least one of us needs to be battle ready."
"Who the hell would be think enough to follow us up here!?" Lena yelled. "It's fucking cold!" Legolas was about to answer but heard something. He ran to the front of the group.
"There is a fell voice on the air!" he called as Eleni muttered: "Ah, sit. We're gonna get colder."
"Saruman!" Gandalf cried just before a pile of snow came crashing down of the edge of the mountain.
"He's trying to bring down the mountain! We must turn back!"
"No!" Gandalf struggled to the edge and began chanting a spell to absolutely no effect. More snow came tumbling down burying the fellowship. A few minutes later they had all pulled themselves out.
"We must get off the mountain!" Strider yelled over the wind.
"I agree!" Eleni screamed. "I can't fell my body anymore!"
"We must take the Pass of Rohan, or take the road west to my city!" called Boromir.
"Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!"
"If we cannot go over the mountain, I say let us go under it! Let us go through the mines of Moria!"
"Dead dwarves." Lena murmured. "Fun!" Gandalf was deep in thought over what Saruman had told him of Moria.
"Let the Ringbearer decide!" he said.
"But that's not fair." Eleni said, reasonably for once. "He's cold and tired and wet. What do think he's gonna pick?" The fellowship ignored.
"We will go through the mines!"
"So be it."
"Well we're gonna get warmer!" Lena said with fake cheerfulness. Eleni whispered to her sister.
"Yea...like flaming hotdog in the Sahara desert warmer."
*Just to make things clear. I have nothing against bis and/or homosexuals.
Reviews: Gymnastics101: Thanks for the review. Its good to know I'm appreciated. I'll continue.
Next update: don't exactly know. I'll either do the beginning of Moria or a chapter on the fellowship going down Caradhras. All depends on Inspiration.
Quotes: I don't think there were any quotes in this chapter. At least there wasn't supposed to be. If anything looks familiar it was an accident.
Author's Note: Sorry this one took so long. I've been busy with books and projects in school. I'll try to be faster next time.
Two Girls and a World in Confusion
Chapter 4: The Big Rocky Place with lots of Crows
"We must hold to this course west of the Misty Mountains for forty days. If our luck holds, the Gap of Rohan will still be open to us, and from there our road turns east towards Mordor." Gandalf said. Eleni spit out the food that Sam had prepared.
"I know you didn't just say forty fuckin' days." She burst out. The Fellowship froze, and turned towards her. "'Cause I am not walkin' that frickin' long." She continued fuming until Lena calmed her down. She leaned in and whispered to her.
"Calm down, Eleni. Remember, we don't go that way." Legolas whipped around.
"What?" he asked, and Lena froze. "Why wouldn't we go the way Gandalf directed?" Lena was about to cover up her mistake, but Eleni answered for her.
"'Cause we're gonna get pretty frickin' freezin' before the end of this." She said motioning to Caradhras. Then she turned towards the direction that the Crebain were coming from. "Saruman knows we're here." Legolas followed her gaze.
"Crebain from Dunland! Hide!" he shouted and everyone scattered. ~*~*~
A while later they found themselves climbing Caradhras. Frodo slipped and rolled down to Aragorn, who picked him up and set him on his feet. Frodo looked for the Ring before glancing up at Boromir, who had found it.
"Boromir!"
"It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing."
"Like yours!" Eleni shouted, from near the head of the group. Lena smacked her, as the rest of the group looked on, puzzled.
"Get your mind out of the gutter. Anyway, how would you know this?" Lena said, with a growing smirk.
"Are you implying...?" She began, and Lena nodded. "Why you little..." Eleni leapt at her and they rolled around wrestling for a few minutes before Legolas yanked the two apart.
"Okay, you two need to grow up in the next three seconds or it's you who'll be carrying the four hobbits, not Aragorn and Boromir." He admonished them, catching on to what the girls were talking about.
"Could we accidentally on purpose drop them over the side of the cliff?" Lena asked innocently.
"What do you think?" the elf asked.
"Ohh...that's a yes!" Eleni squealed happily. "Get your buttocks over here Sam. You get the privilege of going first." Legolas glared at her. It was a seriously maddening glare, like he was saying 'no I think you'll go first.'
"Oh fine." Eleni relented. "I'll even let him make some sort of speech about kicking it for Frodo, the Shire, and his old Gaffer." Lena leaned in and whispered to her.
"Look I think you've pissed everyone off enough for one day. Why don't you give it a rest?" Eleni turned to her in shocked.
"Never!" she said dramatically. "Lena I thought I knew you. My own sister, working against me. What is this world coming to?" She dissolved into obviously fake tears.
"Look." Lena growled. "I'm not looking forward to carry those hobbits up this mountain. And I don't think you are either, even if you better on inclines and in cold weather."
"Alright. You win." Eleni said. "But I am better on inclines. It gives me something to work towards. Going down is the problem. Why don't you just toboggan the whole way? It's so much easier." She continued her ramblings about the pros and cons of inclines and declines as the Fellowship began their trek uphill, or up mountain, but you catch the drift.
A few hours later Eleni abandoned her rambling for shivering uncontrollably. Finally she gave that up as well for complaining about elves.
"Come on Legolas." She whined. "You've enjoyed this quite long enough. Lena and I our freezing and tired. Carry us!"
"Do you think the rest of us aren't cold?" he asked rationally.
"Well, You've got the whole elvish resistance to temperature thingy going. Gimli's got body fat." At this the dwarf growled, but Eleni ignored him and continued. "Gandalf's all-powerful. And the Men and Hobbits are making out for body warmth.*" The rest were upset about these comments but couldn't well do anything but glare and grumble. "So yea, that leaves me and Lena as the only one's cold."
"Then I guess you're just going to have to freeze to death. If someone attacks us at least one of us needs to be battle ready."
"Who the hell would be think enough to follow us up here!?" Lena yelled. "It's fucking cold!" Legolas was about to answer but heard something. He ran to the front of the group.
"There is a fell voice on the air!" he called as Eleni muttered: "Ah, sit. We're gonna get colder."
"Saruman!" Gandalf cried just before a pile of snow came crashing down of the edge of the mountain.
"He's trying to bring down the mountain! We must turn back!"
"No!" Gandalf struggled to the edge and began chanting a spell to absolutely no effect. More snow came tumbling down burying the fellowship. A few minutes later they had all pulled themselves out.
"We must get off the mountain!" Strider yelled over the wind.
"I agree!" Eleni screamed. "I can't fell my body anymore!"
"We must take the Pass of Rohan, or take the road west to my city!" called Boromir.
"Rohan takes us too close to Isengard!"
"If we cannot go over the mountain, I say let us go under it! Let us go through the mines of Moria!"
"Dead dwarves." Lena murmured. "Fun!" Gandalf was deep in thought over what Saruman had told him of Moria.
"Let the Ringbearer decide!" he said.
"But that's not fair." Eleni said, reasonably for once. "He's cold and tired and wet. What do think he's gonna pick?" The fellowship ignored.
"We will go through the mines!"
"So be it."
"Well we're gonna get warmer!" Lena said with fake cheerfulness. Eleni whispered to her sister.
"Yea...like flaming hotdog in the Sahara desert warmer."
*Just to make things clear. I have nothing against bis and/or homosexuals.
Reviews: Gymnastics101: Thanks for the review. Its good to know I'm appreciated. I'll continue.
Next update: don't exactly know. I'll either do the beginning of Moria or a chapter on the fellowship going down Caradhras. All depends on Inspiration.
Quotes: I don't think there were any quotes in this chapter. At least there wasn't supposed to be. If anything looks familiar it was an accident.