Chapter 4

"What are you DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I opened my eyes. "Frodo...." I groaned. Then I realised what was happening.

"Tomatoes, sausages, nice crispy bacon!" Merry Grinned

"We saved some for you two, Mr Frodo!" Added Sam.

"PUT IT OUT YOU FOOLS!!!!!!! PUT IT OU...." I covered Frodo's mouth

"Frodo, your screaming is more likely to attract the Black riders than the fire!" I snapped.

A black rider's cry echoed across the valley.

"Nice one, you twit!" I scolded Frodo. He blinked at me, as did everyone else.

"WELL DON'T JUST STAND THERE! RUN!" I yelled. Grabbing my laptop, I herded the Hobbits up the stairs to the top of Weathertop.

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"3,2,1." I counted down as the first rider stepped onto the top of the hill.

You know what happens next. Let's just skip to the bit where Frodo's lying on the floor with the ring on. Wraith pulls back sword...

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, BOZO!"

The wraith turned round to stare at me.

"IF YOU EVEN TRY TO PUNCTURE THAT HOBBIT, I'LL DO SOMTHING PARTICULLALY NASTY TO YOU!" I yelled. I was hoping Strider would hear and come and give us a hand.

He advanced on me.

"Oh, Elbereth! Matt, you twit!" I groaned. "Heh,heh! Nice ring wraith! Go back and puncture the Hobbit! Pretty please! Go on! Please? STRIDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed, legging it.