Chapter 3
Over the River, To the Undying Lands I go.
LiL Pippin Padfoot
Disclaimer: I wish I owned it. But alas I don't.
Frodo was silently pouting at the other side of the boat.
"You get a hot guy, why shouldn't I?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"I've already explained it to you, you don't get a hot guy, and neither do I. You get to be with Bilbo again, that pretty nice, huh?"
"I didn't like him. I was just nice because I wanted to inherit his money."
"Oh."
It had been like this. Him complaining, it was getting to be to much. I was a just about ready to chuck him overboard, when I saw it. The shore was sparkling white. I leaned over the boat to get a closer look, as we sailed onto the beach.
Some one stepped forward, along with a whole host of people.
"Legolas, we haven't been expecting you so..."
He stopped abruptly at realizing I was Legolas.
"No, I'm not Legolas, I'm here to get some people. Oh, and to drop him-(I pointed to Frodo)- off. Now, when I call your name get in the boat. Don't make me drag you back.
Ok, I need Arwen, get in the boat. Yes, Aragorn still loves you and he's over the blonde.
Well, that's it."
I turned to get in the boat when I remembered something.
"Wait, just a few more people."
I ticked off the names. Gandalf, Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir, I thought if there was any one else but couldn't think of any. Galadriel stepped forward.
"Am I on the list?"
"Nope sorry, no one cares about you 'cept the dwarf. Well, that's it. See ya'll."
The boat had magically expanded as every one got in, and we started the journey home.