I deeply apologize fot the long update. I had writer's block that would stop a truck, and I kinda forgot about this fic (oops!). Thankfully, I had a sudden burst of inspiration and I finished this in a day.
I lied, sorry. I couldn't write Gimli's POV for what I wanted, so I switched to Boromir. *winks at DaakuKitsune*
Note: all names are written as "body/mind". I hope that cuts down on confusion. (Thanks, szhismine!)
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Chapter 4 -- Boromir's POV
"SON OF AN ORC!"
I stubbed my toe, again, for the THIRD TIME that day!
"I want my body back," I grumbled, rubbing the sore foot.
"Don't we all," Sam/Frodo mumbled from behind me.
Not only was I incredibly frustrated with my injured toes, I was also quite tired at staring at everyone's waist line.
"Enjoying the view?" Gandalf/Gimli chuckled, obviously amused at how he was now about six feet high, and I was a mere three.
I had the very strong urge to give him a swift kick in the shin. However, Gimli/Gandalf's clear warning still was fresh in my mind: 'If any of you take out your frustrations at each other, I'll turn you into something unnatural.'
What is more unnatural than being turned into a Hobbit? In the end, I decided not to risk it.
I kept thinking about the possibility of being stuck in the body of a Hobbit forever. Faramir's voice kept ringing in my head, asking about the size of Hobbit feet and whether or not anything else was equal in proportion.
I didn't want to imagine what my father would say. He's not exactly the compassionate type, either.
And Gandalf/Gimli wasn't making it any easier.
"I'm glad you're short," he chortled at Pippin.
"Why is that?" the unwitting halfling asked.
"It gives me less to complain about."
This was followed by an obnoxious roar of a laugh. It was Gandalf/Gimli, and the only one who found it the least bit funny.
As much as all of us tried to ignore him, the comments just kept getting worse and worse. That is, until:
"You would have to look down to look up."
And Merry/myself could not stand it any longer, and punched him square in the face.
"Watch who you're beating!" the Dwarf-Wizard yelled. "I've given you one warning already!"
"Gandalf," Legolas/Aragorn asked, not hiding the fact that he was as sick with the situation as everyone else, "can't you change us back yet?"
"I still cannot remember the spell," Gimli/Gandalf replied. "And as I said earlier, I have never used it before, so I cannot be for certain that it will work."
Aragorn/Legolas muttered something that sounded oddly like an Elven swear word. I thought it best not to comment or ask.
I just wanted the nightmare to end.
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Notes: OK, yeah. I know hobbits are more like 3 foot, 4 inches or so, but I was rounding. I really didn't think it made that much of a difference, either.
A bug hug and 'Thank You' to all of my reviewers!
Fealaurin – You're not the only one who is confused. :)
Deranged Lil' Hobbit – Aww, thanks! And I LOVE that idea!!! I'll try and write it in somewhere.
SnowJess – Hehehe. Thanks. I was planning on doing Sam's POV next, anyway.
Loralie – Sorry it took so long for me to update! I did remember! I hope you like it. Thanks!
DaakuKitsune – Sorry to keep you waiting. And I did. :)
szhismine – By "Gimli", I meant Gandalf in Gimli's body. Sorry about that. I used your idea, but I switched it because it was easier to understand. I hope it's OK, and it WAS a good idea. Thank you so much!
elfchick123 – Thanks.
Mona Lisa – More tenor? Hmm, I suppose so. I just guessed. Thanks.
OK, I don't know when the next update will be, but I hope it doesn't take another two months!
Keep sending ideas! The more, the better! I love feedback!!
I lied, sorry. I couldn't write Gimli's POV for what I wanted, so I switched to Boromir. *winks at DaakuKitsune*
Note: all names are written as "body/mind". I hope that cuts down on confusion. (Thanks, szhismine!)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Chapter 4 -- Boromir's POV
"SON OF AN ORC!"
I stubbed my toe, again, for the THIRD TIME that day!
"I want my body back," I grumbled, rubbing the sore foot.
"Don't we all," Sam/Frodo mumbled from behind me.
Not only was I incredibly frustrated with my injured toes, I was also quite tired at staring at everyone's waist line.
"Enjoying the view?" Gandalf/Gimli chuckled, obviously amused at how he was now about six feet high, and I was a mere three.
I had the very strong urge to give him a swift kick in the shin. However, Gimli/Gandalf's clear warning still was fresh in my mind: 'If any of you take out your frustrations at each other, I'll turn you into something unnatural.'
What is more unnatural than being turned into a Hobbit? In the end, I decided not to risk it.
I kept thinking about the possibility of being stuck in the body of a Hobbit forever. Faramir's voice kept ringing in my head, asking about the size of Hobbit feet and whether or not anything else was equal in proportion.
I didn't want to imagine what my father would say. He's not exactly the compassionate type, either.
And Gandalf/Gimli wasn't making it any easier.
"I'm glad you're short," he chortled at Pippin.
"Why is that?" the unwitting halfling asked.
"It gives me less to complain about."
This was followed by an obnoxious roar of a laugh. It was Gandalf/Gimli, and the only one who found it the least bit funny.
As much as all of us tried to ignore him, the comments just kept getting worse and worse. That is, until:
"You would have to look down to look up."
And Merry/myself could not stand it any longer, and punched him square in the face.
"Watch who you're beating!" the Dwarf-Wizard yelled. "I've given you one warning already!"
"Gandalf," Legolas/Aragorn asked, not hiding the fact that he was as sick with the situation as everyone else, "can't you change us back yet?"
"I still cannot remember the spell," Gimli/Gandalf replied. "And as I said earlier, I have never used it before, so I cannot be for certain that it will work."
Aragorn/Legolas muttered something that sounded oddly like an Elven swear word. I thought it best not to comment or ask.
I just wanted the nightmare to end.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Notes: OK, yeah. I know hobbits are more like 3 foot, 4 inches or so, but I was rounding. I really didn't think it made that much of a difference, either.
A bug hug and 'Thank You' to all of my reviewers!
Fealaurin – You're not the only one who is confused. :)
Deranged Lil' Hobbit – Aww, thanks! And I LOVE that idea!!! I'll try and write it in somewhere.
SnowJess – Hehehe. Thanks. I was planning on doing Sam's POV next, anyway.
Loralie – Sorry it took so long for me to update! I did remember! I hope you like it. Thanks!
DaakuKitsune – Sorry to keep you waiting. And I did. :)
szhismine – By "Gimli", I meant Gandalf in Gimli's body. Sorry about that. I used your idea, but I switched it because it was easier to understand. I hope it's OK, and it WAS a good idea. Thank you so much!
elfchick123 – Thanks.
Mona Lisa – More tenor? Hmm, I suppose so. I just guessed. Thanks.
OK, I don't know when the next update will be, but I hope it doesn't take another two months!
Keep sending ideas! The more, the better! I love feedback!!