A/N - Ok. I have reeeeaaally been slacking off lately. But I have a good reason! I was in Italy and Greece! For two weeks! It's the truth, I swear. It was really cool. I'm giving a roasted lamb and some penne to anyone who reviewed me, plus a gelato of your favourite flavour for dessert. What the hell, if you review me in the next couple days, you'll get a gelato anyways. (I've been forced into the business of shameless self-promotion and bribery because people have stopped reading my stuff! X,-0 ) Btw, sorry, Erenriel the Elven Canuck, for disgracing the proud name of our school team, but I could think of absolutely nothing else to use. What, did you want me to put "The Eyebrow Rings" or something dumb like that on the hoodie?
Disclaimer - I own nothing. This time it's the absolute truth. I even borrowed the stupid monitor that I am writing this on right now, because ours died about a week back. Whoever it was who offered me some supersecret kidnapping plans (I'm sorry, I don't have the Internet up right now, I'm just writing this and I can't remember your name *sheepish grin*) I'm willing to take you up on it. Pleeeease e-mail me with the plans!! Btw, I'm going for even bigger game this time. Not just Orlando, but - well, you'll probably find out. It'll probably be in all the newspapers before long. Because this time I'm gonna SUCCEED!!
Can You Say 'Doomed'?
In spite of the rain, Ria was forced to hide Gollum several times with her body when someone from school came walking by on the main street of Eyebrow. Gollum was getting a little ticked off at her paranoia - she could tell, because he was starting to grumble and make that noise in his throat whenever someone approached in the distance.
At last, Ria decided to take refuge in the museum. There was one in Eyebrow, despite the fact that it was small. It was mostly just a few exhibits on pioneers and Indians in the area, with a few rusted pieces of farm equipment. Though always open, it was practically guaranteed to be deserted on a day like today.
When Ria hustled Gollum in through the door, the first thing she noticed, as always, was the permanent gloom and the dust. It always looked and smelled the same whether in summer or winter.
Gollum shook himself dry of rainwater, just like a dog, and bounded off into the dark. Ria could hear his mutterings, and she sank down onto the sideboard of an old Model T, following Gollum with her ears.
"Ach!" Gollum sneezed several times. "Nassty rain, nassty dussty place! Smeagol is choking." Ria heard him sniff the old tractor and then patter over to a display of arrowheads. "Pointy they are, yesss, yesss, like the Elveses they are. But Elves don't make sssuch crude, nassty things. Fair the Elven arrows are, oh yess, fair and sssharp as the rockss on Gorgoroth. Yes, yess..." Gollum sneezed again. "What's this, preciouss? What is it?" A sharp, excited note entered Gollum's voice, and Ria felt a ripple of premonition run down her spine. She got to her feet and quietly slipped over to where Gollum was standing.
"It is! Yess, it is! O my Precious, I have found you again at lassst!"
Ria choked back a scream as Gollum danced around joyfully, cradling a shining little circle of gold to his scrawny chest.
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A/N - Ah, a twist. Well, not really. You probably all saw that one coming a long ways off. But you have not even seen the tip of the iceberg yet. I'd feel sorry for Ria. Unless you're of the sadistic type, of course.