(A/N- I just read my note on the first chapter and I'm sorry that I sounded so rude. Please read and review. And this idea came about because of a plot bunny knawing at my brain.)
Disclaimer- I do not own anything associated with Tolkien. I do not own or am associated with the research facility in question. If anyone who works there reads this please don't sue. I only own....well, I own nothing of any value. My friends belong to themselves or the slave master that I sold them to. I plan on using the money from their sale to try to conquer the world. Mwhahahaha...erm, sorry. Now on with chapter two.
Chapter deux
Yes, my brother speaks elvish
We were running like the hounds of hell themselves were after us. Well, they kind of were the hounds of hell except they weren't furry. And they didn't have a tail. And they didn't run on all fours. They were big, scary, and loud. But, the point is that they were scary alright. The lot of us finally made it to our respective cars and drove like our lives depended on it. Which it did. Once we were sure that it was somewhat safe we pulled into an empty parking lot and got out to hold a powwow to figure out what to do with the "experiments". "I say we drop them off at the police station. Let them figure it all out," Matt exclaimed with a little too much emotion.
"Sure. The police will figure it all out by sticking these guys in the looney bin," Chris replied sarcastically. I'm surprised his sarcasm remained intact considering we just had a near death experience. Or a nearly caught experience.
"Why don't we take them home until we can figure out where they actually belong," Faron suggested.
I looked at the three while saying ",They came from a test tube. HELLO ! They kinda don't belong anywhere."
"Soooooo, who're they stayin' with," Faron asked.
Everyone looked at me. I was too busy lighting a cigarette to notice. When I did look up I began to protest ",Oh, no. Not no but hell no. There's no way in hell they can stay with me. You guys know how Toby gets when strangers are around. Ask Chris. He still has the teeth marks on his legs as proof."
"But, Toby is the least of our problems if we get caught with them." Matt was doing his best to convince me. "We all have relatively normal roommates. And we have a continuous flow of people in and out of our apartment. And these guys don't even speak english."
"Hello, Matt," I interrupted ",we don't even speak english half the time."
Faron took this moment to step in front of me, blocking everyone else out of my sight, and looked deep into my eyes. Calm down heartbeat. "Listen, you're place would be the last place anyone would look for these guys."
Icy facade back into place. Pretend to be indifferent to Faron. Yes, pretend you don't care at all. "Oh, and eight guys stayin' at my place wouldn't be a little odd ?"
"No," they all chorused.
"Jeez, don't make me sound like a whore or anythin'. Fine. They can stay with me but the first time they upset Toby they are so gone."
I fitted the key into the deadbolt on my house but I didn't need it since the door was flung open taking me with it. Toby grabbed me in a death bear hug and was crying hysterically. Toby is my twin brother but he's autistic. He has the mentality of an eight year old (so the doctor's say) but he's a whiz with foreign languages, real or fictional. I say fictional because he can speak any scifi language out there. Klingon, martian, cartoon. I know, cartoon isn't a scifi language but to me it is. That's just the way he communicates. I had to read Klingon for Dummies just to talk to him for a week then after that it was Romulan.
Since our parents died I was the one who decided to take care of him since our older sister didn't want to. I kept our parent's home and I took care of Toby because that's just what I want to do. You'd have to have a twin to understand it. Or a younger sibling.
I managed to pull myself away from Toby so that he could look at my face to know that everything was alright. "I'm alright, Toby. No reason to worry."
"Police came. Said you did something bad again. I told 'em to go away." Toby wiped his face with the sleeve of my shirt and then looked over my shoulder. Damn ! I had completely forgotten about those guys. "Where'd you find Legolas ? An' Aragorn ? An' Boromir ? An' hobbits ?"
"What're you talkin' about Toby ? These are just some of my friends."
"No, they're the fellowship."
At that moment the tall blonde one decided he was going to talk and completely blow my cover story to smitherines. Toby cocked his head to the side for a moment before answering. The tall blonde's face lit up and soon all of them were talking with Toby. The "experiments" pushed past me to join Toby in the living room. "Jeez, an excuse me would do just fine. Thank you."
I bolted up the door again as Toby began to translate everything that they said. "They have questions for you, Jess. They want to know where they are and why those people kept them locked up. And what year is it ? And if Sauron was defeated ? Oh, and thanks for rescuing them."
"Tell them they are in Charlotte, North Carolina. It's 2004. And I have no idea who Sauron is."
Toby translated quickly and then a whole new barrage of gibberish came from the "experiments". Toby looked back up to me ",They say Sauron is an evil, all seeing eye. And they would like to know who you are. I've already told them who I was even though you said never talk to strangers but I figured since they were in our house they weren't strangers. They aren't strangers are they, Jess ?"
"I guess not. You can tell them who I am. And that I don't think Sauron is defeated quite yet."
A few more seconds of feeling completely left out and Toby waved for me to sit next to him. "They say they are happy you came along. Now that they're free they can finally defeat Sauron."
"How do you know what they are saying, Toby ?"
"Its Elvish and Westron. Tolkien languages. They say you should learn to speak it since they need to communicate with you."
"Great one of the many languages I haven't learned yet. You tell them that they need to learn english since everyone in the world can't learn their languages. I will be more than happy to teach it to them. I'm going to bed. You should already be in bed. Come on, Toby."
"No," Toby shouted before calming down a little. "Please, just let me show them where to sleep and get them some clothes. You still have to take a shower to take off that facepaint. I'll be in bed before you get out."
I ran a finger over my face and looked at it to see the camo paint Matt had forced us to put on earlier. I sighed. I was very tired. I had a long day of manual labor ahead of me tomorrow. Plus, I needed to teach these guys some basic english phrases to at least get by with. "Fine. But, you better be in bed before I get out of the shower. Then I can read to you before I have to go to bed."
Toby's face lit up in a perfect smile which I returned before going to take a much needed shower.
I had showered and dressed in my pjs noticing the whole entire time that the house was too quiet. I left my bedroom and opened the door to Toby's room which was down the hall from mine. Inside I saw Toby fast asleep in his bed with the tall blonde guy sitting on the edge singing in his language. He looked over at me and smiled before standing. He looked down at Toby one more time before brushing past me to step into the hall. I shut the door and looked up at the guy. He pointed to himself and whispered ",Legolas."
He then pointed to me and said ",Jess. Good night."
"Good night, Legolas."
I went off to bed to dream about fairy godmothers granting my wish to hit the lottery with not even an inkling of a clue as to all of the trouble I would find when I woke up.
A/N 2- Sorry this chapter is not very funny. It will be funny very soon. I just felt the need to introduce Toby in a non-humerous way. And remember, please read and review. I will give out a date to the fellowship member of your choice if you do.
Disclaimer- I do not own anything associated with Tolkien. I do not own or am associated with the research facility in question. If anyone who works there reads this please don't sue. I only own....well, I own nothing of any value. My friends belong to themselves or the slave master that I sold them to. I plan on using the money from their sale to try to conquer the world. Mwhahahaha...erm, sorry. Now on with chapter two.
Chapter deux
Yes, my brother speaks elvish
We were running like the hounds of hell themselves were after us. Well, they kind of were the hounds of hell except they weren't furry. And they didn't have a tail. And they didn't run on all fours. They were big, scary, and loud. But, the point is that they were scary alright. The lot of us finally made it to our respective cars and drove like our lives depended on it. Which it did. Once we were sure that it was somewhat safe we pulled into an empty parking lot and got out to hold a powwow to figure out what to do with the "experiments". "I say we drop them off at the police station. Let them figure it all out," Matt exclaimed with a little too much emotion.
"Sure. The police will figure it all out by sticking these guys in the looney bin," Chris replied sarcastically. I'm surprised his sarcasm remained intact considering we just had a near death experience. Or a nearly caught experience.
"Why don't we take them home until we can figure out where they actually belong," Faron suggested.
I looked at the three while saying ",They came from a test tube. HELLO ! They kinda don't belong anywhere."
"Soooooo, who're they stayin' with," Faron asked.
Everyone looked at me. I was too busy lighting a cigarette to notice. When I did look up I began to protest ",Oh, no. Not no but hell no. There's no way in hell they can stay with me. You guys know how Toby gets when strangers are around. Ask Chris. He still has the teeth marks on his legs as proof."
"But, Toby is the least of our problems if we get caught with them." Matt was doing his best to convince me. "We all have relatively normal roommates. And we have a continuous flow of people in and out of our apartment. And these guys don't even speak english."
"Hello, Matt," I interrupted ",we don't even speak english half the time."
Faron took this moment to step in front of me, blocking everyone else out of my sight, and looked deep into my eyes. Calm down heartbeat. "Listen, you're place would be the last place anyone would look for these guys."
Icy facade back into place. Pretend to be indifferent to Faron. Yes, pretend you don't care at all. "Oh, and eight guys stayin' at my place wouldn't be a little odd ?"
"No," they all chorused.
"Jeez, don't make me sound like a whore or anythin'. Fine. They can stay with me but the first time they upset Toby they are so gone."
I fitted the key into the deadbolt on my house but I didn't need it since the door was flung open taking me with it. Toby grabbed me in a death bear hug and was crying hysterically. Toby is my twin brother but he's autistic. He has the mentality of an eight year old (so the doctor's say) but he's a whiz with foreign languages, real or fictional. I say fictional because he can speak any scifi language out there. Klingon, martian, cartoon. I know, cartoon isn't a scifi language but to me it is. That's just the way he communicates. I had to read Klingon for Dummies just to talk to him for a week then after that it was Romulan.
Since our parents died I was the one who decided to take care of him since our older sister didn't want to. I kept our parent's home and I took care of Toby because that's just what I want to do. You'd have to have a twin to understand it. Or a younger sibling.
I managed to pull myself away from Toby so that he could look at my face to know that everything was alright. "I'm alright, Toby. No reason to worry."
"Police came. Said you did something bad again. I told 'em to go away." Toby wiped his face with the sleeve of my shirt and then looked over my shoulder. Damn ! I had completely forgotten about those guys. "Where'd you find Legolas ? An' Aragorn ? An' Boromir ? An' hobbits ?"
"What're you talkin' about Toby ? These are just some of my friends."
"No, they're the fellowship."
At that moment the tall blonde one decided he was going to talk and completely blow my cover story to smitherines. Toby cocked his head to the side for a moment before answering. The tall blonde's face lit up and soon all of them were talking with Toby. The "experiments" pushed past me to join Toby in the living room. "Jeez, an excuse me would do just fine. Thank you."
I bolted up the door again as Toby began to translate everything that they said. "They have questions for you, Jess. They want to know where they are and why those people kept them locked up. And what year is it ? And if Sauron was defeated ? Oh, and thanks for rescuing them."
"Tell them they are in Charlotte, North Carolina. It's 2004. And I have no idea who Sauron is."
Toby translated quickly and then a whole new barrage of gibberish came from the "experiments". Toby looked back up to me ",They say Sauron is an evil, all seeing eye. And they would like to know who you are. I've already told them who I was even though you said never talk to strangers but I figured since they were in our house they weren't strangers. They aren't strangers are they, Jess ?"
"I guess not. You can tell them who I am. And that I don't think Sauron is defeated quite yet."
A few more seconds of feeling completely left out and Toby waved for me to sit next to him. "They say they are happy you came along. Now that they're free they can finally defeat Sauron."
"How do you know what they are saying, Toby ?"
"Its Elvish and Westron. Tolkien languages. They say you should learn to speak it since they need to communicate with you."
"Great one of the many languages I haven't learned yet. You tell them that they need to learn english since everyone in the world can't learn their languages. I will be more than happy to teach it to them. I'm going to bed. You should already be in bed. Come on, Toby."
"No," Toby shouted before calming down a little. "Please, just let me show them where to sleep and get them some clothes. You still have to take a shower to take off that facepaint. I'll be in bed before you get out."
I ran a finger over my face and looked at it to see the camo paint Matt had forced us to put on earlier. I sighed. I was very tired. I had a long day of manual labor ahead of me tomorrow. Plus, I needed to teach these guys some basic english phrases to at least get by with. "Fine. But, you better be in bed before I get out of the shower. Then I can read to you before I have to go to bed."
Toby's face lit up in a perfect smile which I returned before going to take a much needed shower.
I had showered and dressed in my pjs noticing the whole entire time that the house was too quiet. I left my bedroom and opened the door to Toby's room which was down the hall from mine. Inside I saw Toby fast asleep in his bed with the tall blonde guy sitting on the edge singing in his language. He looked over at me and smiled before standing. He looked down at Toby one more time before brushing past me to step into the hall. I shut the door and looked up at the guy. He pointed to himself and whispered ",Legolas."
He then pointed to me and said ",Jess. Good night."
"Good night, Legolas."
I went off to bed to dream about fairy godmothers granting my wish to hit the lottery with not even an inkling of a clue as to all of the trouble I would find when I woke up.
A/N 2- Sorry this chapter is not very funny. It will be funny very soon. I just felt the need to introduce Toby in a non-humerous way. And remember, please read and review. I will give out a date to the fellowship member of your choice if you do.