Faulkner: YOU'D THINK THAT ART WOULD BE EASY!!! BUT NOOOOOOO!!! I SWEAR
MRS.MILLER IS SATANS WIFE IN DISGUISE!!!
Pinky: Such is life....
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After Ratchet had taken a bath, an elf studied her for a minute, trying to figure out what size she was.
"Ummm. Can I have shirts and pants instead of dresses and skirts?" Ratchet asked. She hated dresses and skirts with a fiery passion. She had never worn one ever since Kokuyo's funeral.
The elf nodded and left. Ratchet had been given a bigger room and her backpack was sitting on a table. 'I guess the elves don't think of me as an enemy anymore' she thought. It was a really nice room that had a balcony.
The elf came back after a while with a pile of clothes that she had to try on. When they found a perfect fit, the elf said that she was free to look around. Which Ratchet did happily. Though the elves had seriously gotten her pissed that one time, it was only a misunderstanding. So, she would let it slide.
Nothing interesting happened for two days. During that time she had learned that two elves that had ran into her were Merry and Pippin. Another little guy was revealed as Sam, and the one that Ratchet had helped was Frodo.
On Ratchet's fourth day at Rivendell, an old man appeared. His name was Gandalf, and he was a wizard. He was also friends with the Hobbits and Strider. He was a weird old geezer to Ratchet. But she didn't really hang out with them anyway.
She had been practicing her martial arts. She was never too lazy to practice her martial arts. If there was one thing that hadn't changed about her over the years, it was her dedication to her martial arts. Her uncle had trained her and he said that she was better than any black belt he had seen.
Everyone was amazed at the things she could do. Strider had thought that she could probably be taught how to use a sword. He was correct. Ratchet was a fast learner and was getting very close to beating him.
One day after one such exhausting session, Ratchet was taking a nap when she heard a horn blow. She nearly jumped out of her skin in surprise. She was feeling very pissed that someone had the nerve to wake her up from her nap.
Ratchet walked to the gate where a group of men, elves, and short bearded guys that must be dwarves. Elrond and Strider were greeting them and didn't notice her arrival until she spoke up.
"Who's the idiot blowing a horn?" she asked angrily. Elrond groaned and wondered why the horn had bothered her. "A person is entitled to some sleep after a long session of sword play. It is very hard to take a nap when some smart ass goes blowing a horn like nobody's business." and she glared at the group of males.
The company stared at the very angry girl in front of them. She had shoulder-length brown hair and eyes that looked nearly black. She was wearing brown breeches and a black tunic with a three-inch cut down the middle of the collar. She had black leather belt and a brown leather belt that kept the sword she was wearing from falling down.
It would have been a little funny if the girl hadn't been glaring at them all with a very arrogant stance and arms crossed.
"Ratchet, Lord Boromir meant nothing by it." Strider informed her calmly. The girl stared at Strider now.
"Whoever the hell Lord Boromir is, he may not have meant it on purpose. But he should think twice before blowing some stupid horn. But then again....Maybe he doesn't care? Ah, royalty. Blah." she said with a wave of her hand and left.
"Please excuse Ratchet, my lords. She has a fiery temper." Elrond apologized.
"What kind of a name is Ratchet for a woman?" one of the dwarfs asked.
"It is not her real name, Gimli, son of Gloin. But that is what she wants us to call her." Strider said to the dwarf.
"What is her real name then?" one of the elves asked.
"She will not tell us." Elrond said with a sigh.
"Her words exactly were, 'I will tell you my real name when hell freezes over.'" Strider said with a chuckle.
"How can a girl be like that?" a relative of Gimli's asked.
"Your guess is as good as ours." Elrond said with a shake of his head.
The new arrivals talked with each other and their hosts except for one. He was thinking about the strange girl who was called Ratchet.
Ratchet, however, was thinking about a quiet place to sleep outside when three Hobbits ran into her. "Honestly! We have got to stop meeting like this!" she said as she took a good look at Sam, Merry, and Pippin.
"We heard the horn and wanted to see the new arrivals!" Pippin said in excitement.
"Well, go see them before they disappear into the maze that is Rivendell." Ratchet said, her voice full of disdain. She could find her room and the dining hall easily enough. But she tried to be careful and watch where she was going so she could find her way back.
"Thanks!" Merry said as the three Hobbits sped off. The next person she met after only a minute was Gandalf.
"Off to see the company that we got?" Ratchet asked politely for a change.
"Yes. Have you met them all yet?" Gandalf asked.
"I saw them, but didn't get their names." Ratchet said, then headed towards a garden that was one of her favorites. She settled down on the grass and fell asleep. ------ About half an hour later she woke up. She felt better after the small nap. Her hand strayed to the scar that the black rider had given her. Though her skin was kinda pale (not as pale as the elves) the scar showed up plain as day on her face.
But not even the thought of the black rider could annoy her. She felt peaceful. But then she thought to Kokuyo. No tears came this time. But she needed to get out her sadness. So she sang.
"Quietly awakening...
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
A man and an elf were walking silently together when they heard singing. Very sad singing. They quietly followed the sound of the voice and found a girl lying in the grass. To their extreme surprise, it was Ratchet.
"Unable to move forward across just a little more distance
The way I see before my eyes is always blocked
Every time the days I want to see you but can't pile up
My strong heartbeat turns to heartbreak.
If there is such a thing as eternity
I want to believe, even if I have to take the long way.
Although I know that i've been hurt before because i'm clumsy
I won't stop; I won't give into anyone.
I think of you
And that alone is enough
To make the tears start to flow now
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
The man stared at the girl. How could a child who sounded so harsh be so.... so emotional? Her voice was beautiful, but so sad. So was her song.
"I've known all too well about pretending to be strong.
But since then, my doubts have vanished.
There's definitely things I want to show you
And so many words I want to hear
I want to see all sides of you, when you laugh and cry
So i'll stop waiting and size my chance.
I think of you,
And that alone is enough
To make my heart grow stronger.
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
The elf thought that the human had a voice like an elf's. Her song was so beautiful. It was heaven to listen to it. Even if the song was sad.
"I think of you
And that alone is enough
To make the tears start to flow now
My distant voice can't reach you now, but so that someday
It definitely will...
Believe. la la la la la la...
Believe. la la la la la la...
Believe. la la la la la la..."
Her song ended and she sighed. 'Stupid thing to do' she thought to herself. 'Singing only keeps the pain away for a little while. But it's not a permanent solution.'
"Hey! Ratchet! Ratchet, where are you?" someone called. Two of the Hobbits appeared from the other side of the garden.
"Hey Merry! Hey Pip!" Ratchet called cheerily as if sadness wasn't even in her vocabulary. "What's up?"
"Lunch is gonna start without you if you don't hurry up!" Merry said.
"There will be hell to pay if it does!" and the girl jumped up and ran towards the dining hall.
"Hey! Wait for us!" Pippin cried as the two tried to catch up. But Ratchet just cackled evilly. "Oh no! She's gonna eat all the food!" he cried out in disdain.
The elf and the man couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the poor Hobbits trying to catch to the cackling girl. But suddenly the end of her sword, which she had forgotten to take off, tripped her. That made the two laugh harder. The Hobbits reached where she lay and tried to run past her, but she grabbed each ones foot. The two Hobbits kissed dirt as Ratchet got up, but was jumped by Merry and Pippin.
That was when the elf and the man decided to make themselves known. They strode over to the three wrestling figures and stopped to watch. "If you three keep that up, you will never make it to lunch." the man said.
The three stopped wrestling and looked at the elf and the man. They both looked vaguely familiar.
"Oi, haven't we seen you before?" Pippin asked from under Ratchets arms. She had him in headlock.
"You might have seen us arrive. We just got here today." the elf said. He had blond hair that went about 4 inches past his shoulders that was tied back. He was tall and had fair, pale skin with brown eyes.
"Oh yeah, I remember now." Merry said. He had grabbed Ratchets other arm and was holding it behind her back.
The man nodded. He had copper shoulder-length hair and blue eyes. He sort of reminded Ratchet and the Hobbits of Strider.
"So what's yer names?" Ratchet asked.
"Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood." the elf said with a slight bow.
"Boromir, son of Denethor of Gondor." the man said.
"Ahhh, so you're the nut with the horn." Ratchet said with a smirk. "I'm Ratchet, this is Pippin," she said, nodding her head at him, "and the one behind me is Merry."
"Hullo!" the Hobbits said.
"LUNCH TIME!!" Ratchet said suddenly and got up ran to the dining hall after dropping Pippin.
"NO!" the Hobbits cried out but it didn't help. The girl was already inside. Boromir and Legolas stared after the girl. "C'mon Pip! Maybe we can at least be in time to get her scraps!" Merry said as he sped off. Pippin ran after him.
Lunch was the same as every other day, with the exception of more noise, people, and food. Boromir wondered why the girl Ratchet sat at the very end of the table and didn't talk to anyone. He asked the Hobbit Sam why that was.
"Well, Ratchet keeps to herself mostly. Whenever she does talk, she is very polite. Well, when she wants to anyway." Sam said with a chuckle. "She cursed at Lord Elrond for about ten minutes about what no means."
Boromir was shocked. He thought she would at least respect Lord Elrond. He was, after all, an elf and of higher blood than her. "Why?" was all he could get out.
"Well, she was sleeping in her room, and Lord Elrond had requested her presence. The elf that had been sent to wake her up was scared off by her tone. So Strider went to wake her up. She yelled something at him and he got so mad that he started yelling back. Anyone who wasn't awake was woken up by the fight they had. She had punched him in the jaw and finally gotten up. Then she cursed at Lord Elrond about how she was still growing and needed her rest." Sam explained.
Boromir looked back to the strange girl. How could she be like that? How could a child be so violent and vulgar? It was beyond him.
Ratchet finished her lunch and left without waiting for everyone else to finish. "Why is she like that?" Legolas asked Strider.
Strider shrugged. "She just is as far as I know. If you want to know, ask her."
"Be careful though! She might give you a pretty little bruise like Strider has!" Pippin said. Him and Merry started giggling.
Strider sighed and rubbed his jaw. "She punches pretty hard and pretty fast for a girl. Didn't even see it coming." he said with a shake of his head.
Lunch was finished and everyone went their separate ways. Boromir went exploring. Rivendell was a beautiful place. Incidentally, he ran into Ratchet practicing some form of fighting. She moved fast and never stayed in one place too long. She moved all around the garden, kicking and punching invisible enemies. She was so graceful and strong.
She suddenly stopped and stared at nothing. Then sat down on the grass and stared at her hands. She sighed and then looked at the sky. Ratchet decided to look around and noticed Boromir staring at her. The man immediately stiffened and lowered his eyes.
"Whatcha want Horn-Boy?" she asked with a smirk.
"I'm sorry for that." Boromir said looking at her again.
"Ah, don't worry about it. I eventually got my nap. I was just tired and pissed off." she answered. They stared at each other for a second.
"May I ask what you were doing earlier?" Boromir finally said.
"I thought that someone was watching me." she smirked. "It's called martial arts. It's the best form of fighting around."
"Martial arts?" Boromir asked.
"In lamens terms 'I can kick your ass.'" she said with a grin.
This time Boromir grinned. "Not if your opponent was armed."
"It would be more likely that it would snow in hell." Boromir was about to challenge her to see if she was right, but at that moment, Gandalf walked by with Frodo.
"Long time no see Frodo my man." Ratchet greeted.
Frodo smiled. "Good day Ratchet." he said.
"Feelin' better?"
"Much, thanks." Frodo replied.
"Good thing too. Tomorrow, Lord Elrond is having a council that Frodo must attend." Gandalf said.
"Blah. I don't envy you Frodo. Councils and meetings are all boring to me. Just a bunch of talk. Boredom is the only fate worse than death." Ratchet scowled.
"That's too bad. You have also been invited." Gandalf said.
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Faulkner: Nothing to say, 'cept Please R/R!!
Pinky: Such is life....
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After Ratchet had taken a bath, an elf studied her for a minute, trying to figure out what size she was.
"Ummm. Can I have shirts and pants instead of dresses and skirts?" Ratchet asked. She hated dresses and skirts with a fiery passion. She had never worn one ever since Kokuyo's funeral.
The elf nodded and left. Ratchet had been given a bigger room and her backpack was sitting on a table. 'I guess the elves don't think of me as an enemy anymore' she thought. It was a really nice room that had a balcony.
The elf came back after a while with a pile of clothes that she had to try on. When they found a perfect fit, the elf said that she was free to look around. Which Ratchet did happily. Though the elves had seriously gotten her pissed that one time, it was only a misunderstanding. So, she would let it slide.
Nothing interesting happened for two days. During that time she had learned that two elves that had ran into her were Merry and Pippin. Another little guy was revealed as Sam, and the one that Ratchet had helped was Frodo.
On Ratchet's fourth day at Rivendell, an old man appeared. His name was Gandalf, and he was a wizard. He was also friends with the Hobbits and Strider. He was a weird old geezer to Ratchet. But she didn't really hang out with them anyway.
She had been practicing her martial arts. She was never too lazy to practice her martial arts. If there was one thing that hadn't changed about her over the years, it was her dedication to her martial arts. Her uncle had trained her and he said that she was better than any black belt he had seen.
Everyone was amazed at the things she could do. Strider had thought that she could probably be taught how to use a sword. He was correct. Ratchet was a fast learner and was getting very close to beating him.
One day after one such exhausting session, Ratchet was taking a nap when she heard a horn blow. She nearly jumped out of her skin in surprise. She was feeling very pissed that someone had the nerve to wake her up from her nap.
Ratchet walked to the gate where a group of men, elves, and short bearded guys that must be dwarves. Elrond and Strider were greeting them and didn't notice her arrival until she spoke up.
"Who's the idiot blowing a horn?" she asked angrily. Elrond groaned and wondered why the horn had bothered her. "A person is entitled to some sleep after a long session of sword play. It is very hard to take a nap when some smart ass goes blowing a horn like nobody's business." and she glared at the group of males.
The company stared at the very angry girl in front of them. She had shoulder-length brown hair and eyes that looked nearly black. She was wearing brown breeches and a black tunic with a three-inch cut down the middle of the collar. She had black leather belt and a brown leather belt that kept the sword she was wearing from falling down.
It would have been a little funny if the girl hadn't been glaring at them all with a very arrogant stance and arms crossed.
"Ratchet, Lord Boromir meant nothing by it." Strider informed her calmly. The girl stared at Strider now.
"Whoever the hell Lord Boromir is, he may not have meant it on purpose. But he should think twice before blowing some stupid horn. But then again....Maybe he doesn't care? Ah, royalty. Blah." she said with a wave of her hand and left.
"Please excuse Ratchet, my lords. She has a fiery temper." Elrond apologized.
"What kind of a name is Ratchet for a woman?" one of the dwarfs asked.
"It is not her real name, Gimli, son of Gloin. But that is what she wants us to call her." Strider said to the dwarf.
"What is her real name then?" one of the elves asked.
"She will not tell us." Elrond said with a sigh.
"Her words exactly were, 'I will tell you my real name when hell freezes over.'" Strider said with a chuckle.
"How can a girl be like that?" a relative of Gimli's asked.
"Your guess is as good as ours." Elrond said with a shake of his head.
The new arrivals talked with each other and their hosts except for one. He was thinking about the strange girl who was called Ratchet.
Ratchet, however, was thinking about a quiet place to sleep outside when three Hobbits ran into her. "Honestly! We have got to stop meeting like this!" she said as she took a good look at Sam, Merry, and Pippin.
"We heard the horn and wanted to see the new arrivals!" Pippin said in excitement.
"Well, go see them before they disappear into the maze that is Rivendell." Ratchet said, her voice full of disdain. She could find her room and the dining hall easily enough. But she tried to be careful and watch where she was going so she could find her way back.
"Thanks!" Merry said as the three Hobbits sped off. The next person she met after only a minute was Gandalf.
"Off to see the company that we got?" Ratchet asked politely for a change.
"Yes. Have you met them all yet?" Gandalf asked.
"I saw them, but didn't get their names." Ratchet said, then headed towards a garden that was one of her favorites. She settled down on the grass and fell asleep. ------ About half an hour later she woke up. She felt better after the small nap. Her hand strayed to the scar that the black rider had given her. Though her skin was kinda pale (not as pale as the elves) the scar showed up plain as day on her face.
But not even the thought of the black rider could annoy her. She felt peaceful. But then she thought to Kokuyo. No tears came this time. But she needed to get out her sadness. So she sang.
"Quietly awakening...
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
A man and an elf were walking silently together when they heard singing. Very sad singing. They quietly followed the sound of the voice and found a girl lying in the grass. To their extreme surprise, it was Ratchet.
"Unable to move forward across just a little more distance
The way I see before my eyes is always blocked
Every time the days I want to see you but can't pile up
My strong heartbeat turns to heartbreak.
If there is such a thing as eternity
I want to believe, even if I have to take the long way.
Although I know that i've been hurt before because i'm clumsy
I won't stop; I won't give into anyone.
I think of you
And that alone is enough
To make the tears start to flow now
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
The man stared at the girl. How could a child who sounded so harsh be so.... so emotional? Her voice was beautiful, but so sad. So was her song.
"I've known all too well about pretending to be strong.
But since then, my doubts have vanished.
There's definitely things I want to show you
And so many words I want to hear
I want to see all sides of you, when you laugh and cry
So i'll stop waiting and size my chance.
I think of you,
And that alone is enough
To make my heart grow stronger.
I always, always wish
That these fleeting thoughts
Would reach you..."
The elf thought that the human had a voice like an elf's. Her song was so beautiful. It was heaven to listen to it. Even if the song was sad.
"I think of you
And that alone is enough
To make the tears start to flow now
My distant voice can't reach you now, but so that someday
It definitely will...
Believe. la la la la la la...
Believe. la la la la la la...
Believe. la la la la la la..."
Her song ended and she sighed. 'Stupid thing to do' she thought to herself. 'Singing only keeps the pain away for a little while. But it's not a permanent solution.'
"Hey! Ratchet! Ratchet, where are you?" someone called. Two of the Hobbits appeared from the other side of the garden.
"Hey Merry! Hey Pip!" Ratchet called cheerily as if sadness wasn't even in her vocabulary. "What's up?"
"Lunch is gonna start without you if you don't hurry up!" Merry said.
"There will be hell to pay if it does!" and the girl jumped up and ran towards the dining hall.
"Hey! Wait for us!" Pippin cried as the two tried to catch up. But Ratchet just cackled evilly. "Oh no! She's gonna eat all the food!" he cried out in disdain.
The elf and the man couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the poor Hobbits trying to catch to the cackling girl. But suddenly the end of her sword, which she had forgotten to take off, tripped her. That made the two laugh harder. The Hobbits reached where she lay and tried to run past her, but she grabbed each ones foot. The two Hobbits kissed dirt as Ratchet got up, but was jumped by Merry and Pippin.
That was when the elf and the man decided to make themselves known. They strode over to the three wrestling figures and stopped to watch. "If you three keep that up, you will never make it to lunch." the man said.
The three stopped wrestling and looked at the elf and the man. They both looked vaguely familiar.
"Oi, haven't we seen you before?" Pippin asked from under Ratchets arms. She had him in headlock.
"You might have seen us arrive. We just got here today." the elf said. He had blond hair that went about 4 inches past his shoulders that was tied back. He was tall and had fair, pale skin with brown eyes.
"Oh yeah, I remember now." Merry said. He had grabbed Ratchets other arm and was holding it behind her back.
The man nodded. He had copper shoulder-length hair and blue eyes. He sort of reminded Ratchet and the Hobbits of Strider.
"So what's yer names?" Ratchet asked.
"Legolas Greenleaf of Mirkwood." the elf said with a slight bow.
"Boromir, son of Denethor of Gondor." the man said.
"Ahhh, so you're the nut with the horn." Ratchet said with a smirk. "I'm Ratchet, this is Pippin," she said, nodding her head at him, "and the one behind me is Merry."
"Hullo!" the Hobbits said.
"LUNCH TIME!!" Ratchet said suddenly and got up ran to the dining hall after dropping Pippin.
"NO!" the Hobbits cried out but it didn't help. The girl was already inside. Boromir and Legolas stared after the girl. "C'mon Pip! Maybe we can at least be in time to get her scraps!" Merry said as he sped off. Pippin ran after him.
Lunch was the same as every other day, with the exception of more noise, people, and food. Boromir wondered why the girl Ratchet sat at the very end of the table and didn't talk to anyone. He asked the Hobbit Sam why that was.
"Well, Ratchet keeps to herself mostly. Whenever she does talk, she is very polite. Well, when she wants to anyway." Sam said with a chuckle. "She cursed at Lord Elrond for about ten minutes about what no means."
Boromir was shocked. He thought she would at least respect Lord Elrond. He was, after all, an elf and of higher blood than her. "Why?" was all he could get out.
"Well, she was sleeping in her room, and Lord Elrond had requested her presence. The elf that had been sent to wake her up was scared off by her tone. So Strider went to wake her up. She yelled something at him and he got so mad that he started yelling back. Anyone who wasn't awake was woken up by the fight they had. She had punched him in the jaw and finally gotten up. Then she cursed at Lord Elrond about how she was still growing and needed her rest." Sam explained.
Boromir looked back to the strange girl. How could she be like that? How could a child be so violent and vulgar? It was beyond him.
Ratchet finished her lunch and left without waiting for everyone else to finish. "Why is she like that?" Legolas asked Strider.
Strider shrugged. "She just is as far as I know. If you want to know, ask her."
"Be careful though! She might give you a pretty little bruise like Strider has!" Pippin said. Him and Merry started giggling.
Strider sighed and rubbed his jaw. "She punches pretty hard and pretty fast for a girl. Didn't even see it coming." he said with a shake of his head.
Lunch was finished and everyone went their separate ways. Boromir went exploring. Rivendell was a beautiful place. Incidentally, he ran into Ratchet practicing some form of fighting. She moved fast and never stayed in one place too long. She moved all around the garden, kicking and punching invisible enemies. She was so graceful and strong.
She suddenly stopped and stared at nothing. Then sat down on the grass and stared at her hands. She sighed and then looked at the sky. Ratchet decided to look around and noticed Boromir staring at her. The man immediately stiffened and lowered his eyes.
"Whatcha want Horn-Boy?" she asked with a smirk.
"I'm sorry for that." Boromir said looking at her again.
"Ah, don't worry about it. I eventually got my nap. I was just tired and pissed off." she answered. They stared at each other for a second.
"May I ask what you were doing earlier?" Boromir finally said.
"I thought that someone was watching me." she smirked. "It's called martial arts. It's the best form of fighting around."
"Martial arts?" Boromir asked.
"In lamens terms 'I can kick your ass.'" she said with a grin.
This time Boromir grinned. "Not if your opponent was armed."
"It would be more likely that it would snow in hell." Boromir was about to challenge her to see if she was right, but at that moment, Gandalf walked by with Frodo.
"Long time no see Frodo my man." Ratchet greeted.
Frodo smiled. "Good day Ratchet." he said.
"Feelin' better?"
"Much, thanks." Frodo replied.
"Good thing too. Tomorrow, Lord Elrond is having a council that Frodo must attend." Gandalf said.
"Blah. I don't envy you Frodo. Councils and meetings are all boring to me. Just a bunch of talk. Boredom is the only fate worse than death." Ratchet scowled.
"That's too bad. You have also been invited." Gandalf said.
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Faulkner: Nothing to say, 'cept Please R/R!!