Insanity doesn't even begin to describe it

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Chapter 2

"Are you singing about Mithrandir?" Elladan asked.

"No, I'm not singing about merry rain dears." I grinned. I knew who he meant, but I was going to tell him that.

"No, Mithrandir, Gandalf." Elrohir corrected.

"Oh, then why didn't you say so! No, I was singing about the wizard of Oz!"

"Who is this Wizard of Oz?" Glory asked.

"A very awesome person who helps people from behind green curtains. Click your ruby slippers three times before you can go home"

"What?" Elrohir asked. "Why did you sing about Wizards and what slippers?"

"We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz! Because, because, because, because, Because!!! Because of the wonderful things he does!" I replied by singing loudly and off key while spinning around in circles then grabbing on to them again.

"Never mind, Will you PLEASE be quiet!" Elladan hissed at me… well, I think it was Elladan…

"Just tell me to shut my mouth, it's cooler and sounds less pansy-like!" I told him.

"Fine. Shut you're your mouth!" He hissed again.

Then good old Glory (Glorfindel: Who are you calling old! And don't make me sound like a named inanimate object!) smacked him upside the head. "Be polite to the lady." He reprimanded.

"That's right. Play nice." I smiled sweetly.

"But- but- she just told me to- "He got cut off by another smack in the head.

"This is fun, we should do this more often."

"Do what more often, hit Elrohir or save you in the forest?" The REAL Elladan said.

'Whoops, got them mixed up.' I thought to myself, then replied, "Both! Except you find me after I've kick some major orc ass!"

"You think you could fight an Orc milady?" Elrohir asked me.

"Of course! Didn't collect weapons and learn how to use them for nothing!" I smirked.

"Then where are your weapons?" He asked smugly.

"In my Oh so cool backpack!" I pulled it out, randomly sat on the ground while still holding their arms hostage. They fell awkwardly to the ground next to me and watched suspiciously as I pulled out some weapons. "Here's Sting, Narsil/ Aurduil (Sp might be wrong), A Black Samurai sword, a ninja star like thing( You whipe out the blades then throw type of thing, I dun know the name for them), A Tribute the Earnhardt knife, and a cool looking blade that sits on this stand. (I DO own all of these weapons, I'm a collected who started about 6 months ago)."

Surprising in itself that I had the weapons and that they fit considering Narsil was almost as tall as me (It is! That thing is huge!). "My Oh so cool back is a neat worm hole to my original dimension which therefore transfers what I wish from that destination to this one." I explained without thinking. "Oh cool! I didn't know that!"

They were looked at me that way again. "whaaaaaaaat?" I whined. Turning away quickly they focused on the weapons on the ground.

"Those are very interesting weapons, milady." Glory said, while kneeling to inspect them.

"Anyone calls my 'milady' one more time is getting shot at." I pulled out a be be gun. (I actually know how to use one of these, but nothing real)

"What is that?" 'Dan asked.

"Be be gun. Hurts like hell when you get shot. Be happy its not the real thing." They started to look wearily at me again. "Wanna try!?"

"No!" They shouted.

"Awww…" I pouted.

"You should put your weapons away, we still have several hours walk until Rivendell." Glorfindel said.

"Cool." I packed up and started walking.

Elrohir reached out and turned me around saying, " Rivendell is that way."

"I knew that!"