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Chapter 5
Hit His Head
After lunch the day Legolas was taken out of his hole the hobbits, Gimli and me were sitting in some place called Bag End. The odd thing is I turned that place inside out looking for the end of a bag and never found it. We were sitting in this cozy little excuse for a living room. I was listening to a conversation about Legolas' current state of mind.
"But I didn't notice anything wrong with him when all of you came into my room to see how I was." Frodo was arguing.
"Yes, but he didn't say anything and that's where the problem is. His IQ seems to have taken a plunge." Gimli reiterated for what seemed like the thousandth time.
"Yami-Kristin do you have any ideas?" Sam asked politely.
Gimli let out a groan and took a flask out of his pocket. I was surprised that that was the first time I had seen it.
"Kristin; and yes. Yes, I do I have an idea. I think we should hit him over the head starting with an anvil and ending with a zebra. Or until he is back to the Legolas he was before." I added a "Shit face" for Gimli's sake.
Merry and Pippin had been talking quietly and finally decided to voice an opinion.
"I like Kristin's idea. I have a bagpipe at my house." Pippin started.
"Yeah, I like her idea to. It might be the only way to help him. I have a tree." Merry added.
Sam and Frodo thought for a moment then added their agreement to Merry and Pippin.
"I have a planter." Sam tossed in.
"I can be a friend." Frodo said after a minute of thinking.
I looked at him funny then said "That could work."
"IS EVERY ONE GOING MAD? YOU CAN'T REALLY AGREE WITH HER IDEA; IT'S MADNESS. ALL OF YOU ARE MAD."
Apparently everyone thought he was mad. (Don't see why.) I sat there for several minutes thinking. There was only one problem with the plan that I could see.
"What about A? There is a blacksmith's here, isn't there?" I asked in a very serious voice.
They all looked at me for a moment. Then all shook their heads in unison. A mischievous smile took my face and Yami-Kristin emerged in a flash of lights that only I could see.
"Road trip shit faces."
They kept looking at me funny for a moment then...
"To Gondor." Merry and Pippin cried in unison.
"To Gondor, and King Aragorn. I've heard he is a nice person."
So the hobbits and I started making preparations for the long journey. Frodo sadly would not be able to join us saying that he had only one great adventure left in him and this was not it. So naturally Sam said he would not go. The stupid party-shiter-oners. Merry and Pippin started to argue over who would be the friend and all the while little ol'Gimli sat in his little ol'corner thinking about having to go all the way to Gondor with poor Legolas, Merry, Pippin and that strange girl that he could still not understand how she ended up where she was.