A/N: My friends at school were enjoying my story, so I decided to add them into my story aswell . There's Ally, Steph, Mac and Dave. Note: Mac and Dave are going out. Also, I don't own Seth Cohen...neither does Ally, although she wishes she does.. .
Chapter Seven.
Tree ramblings, camp talk, a tiny little man threatening another little man and swooning of the fan-girl kind.
Gandalf and company made camp. The sun was almost set as the sky slowly became a black blanket of shiny stars, which stretched across the sky. There were only a few parts on the horizon where the sun had yet to full set, the colours were a deep red, with splashes of orange, pink and purple canvassing the sky.
"So, how did you get here exactly?" Sarah said, sitting on the grass cross-legged. She picked at some grass, pulling it out and tying it into a long knotted rope. Angela also started to join, taking one end of the rope, and Sarah the other.
"If we told you, we'd have to kill you," Steph stated seriously, then, laughing at the mortified look Sarah had on her face.
"It's all a conspiracy," Mac shrugged, confused by the whole situation.
"I don't like conspiracies," Dave muttered briefly. "They're " he continued, receiving a comforting hand to his shoulder from Mac, who agreed whole-heartedly.
"It's funny. Mac and Dave are hobbits, but why are...oh," Sarah said, stopping herself halfway through her sentence.
"Yes," Steph nodded. "I wonder where the sexy little hobbit is right now,"
Gimli raised an eyebrow at the statement.
"If you're referring to Ryan, he went with Frodo and Sam," he stated, wondering if that was the hobbit she was referring too.
"No, I'm referring to Pippin," Steph glared at the dwarf, sending daggers to him as he decided to keep out of the conversation.
"Besides, Ryan and Angela are together!" Sarah stated. "I'm going to be their bridesmaid at their wedding," she nodded, grinning.
"I wonder where Pippin is right now," Steph said to herself, trying to imagine what mischief the hobbit was up too at that precise moment.
She couldn't begin to imagine that Pippin, and his friend Merry, were situated on the shoulder of a tall, talking Ent named Treebeard.
"My home lies deep in the forest near the roots of the mountains," Treebeard spoke as he walked through the forest. "I told Gandalf I would keep you safe, and safe is where I'll keep you. The trees have grown wild and dangers, anger festers in their hearts. They will harm you if they can. There are too few of us now, too few of us Ents left to manage them,"
The hobbits yawned, as they heard Treebeard ramble on, traveling through Fangorn. They did, however, feel safer on his shoulders, than walking on the ground where they were in danger of being squished by any moving trees.
Steph came back from her imagined state.
"Were you on an imaginative journey?" Mac asked, curiously.
"Yes," Steph nodded. "Yes I was, Mac,"
"Too bad you couldn't have used it for English," Mac shrugged, sighing.
A noise suddenly came from the knapsack which sat on the ground. This caught the attention of the girls sitting in their group on the ground.
"What is it?" Angela asked, curious of what the cause of the noise was.
Allyson grabbed the bag, which was hers apparently.
"Nothing," she muttered, dragging the bag over to her. Gimli became curious, getting up from his seat on a rock, and waddling over to the group to investigate the commotion.
"Allyson," Sarah said sternly. "Don't tell me you bought in some breedable form of animal, that if let free into the wild of Middle Earth, will somehow take over?"
"There aren't any signs telling you what you can't bring in, Allyson," Steph added, thinking about that episode of the Simpsons where Homer was taking fruit across state-lines.
"I bet you're thinking about the episode of the Simpsons where Homer was taking fruit across state-lines," Mac announced, reading Steph's train of thought, receiving a nod from the other hobbit.
"Come on Ally, show us," Dave pleaded with her.
"Okay, fine," Ally said, sighing. "But I don't want you to feel I don't love you anymore, Legolas," she said, glaring at Legolas in a fan-girlish type manner.
"He won't, because he knows I love him!" Sarah growled in response.
"Whatever Mobbs," Ally rolled her eyes. "What about cough-cough?"
"What about YOU KNOW WHO NAMED BRAD!" Sarah retorted, getting annoyed.
"Hey, unfair!" Ally sulked.
"Okay, let's everyone calm down," Angela said, being the voice of reason.
"Aw, it was so amusing too," Steph pouted.
"What's in your bag, Ally?" Angela asked calmly, feeling the tension between the girls plus Dave, sitting in the group. Gimli had now joined them, but even Angela had her doubts of his gender.
"Okay, fine, but you have to promise not to scare him," Ally said, unclasping the lock on her bag and opening it. A tiny human walked out.
"It's about time! I think I was dying in there or something," the tiny man said. "Lack of oxygen or something,"
"What the..." Sarah said, confused by the tiny being. "A tiny Seth Cohen? Did they start selling them in stores now or something?"
"No..." Ally trailed off. "I can't tell you how I got him,"
"Another conspiracy," Dave said, deciding to add a comment into the conversation.
Ally picked the tiny man up in the palm of her hand.
"Why have, a tiny little man like that, when you can have a big, tough dwarf like me?" Gimli said, eying Allyson, who looked disgusted at this comment.
"Firstly...we're different races...secondly, with him being tiny is just a small adjustment I have to make," Ally said, trying to ignore the dwarf and his attempts of being friendly. Sarah and Angela snickered at this, and couldn't wait to tell Ryan when they saw him again.
"Maybe, it's like the Frog and the Princess?" Angela offered a suggestion. "Maybe you have to like, kiss him for him to become full-sized,"
"Oh yeah!" Ally exclaimed, happily.
"Kiss?" Seth stuttered. "So early in the relationship?"
Ally put the tiny Seth up to her face, and gave him a kiss. She then placed him back on the ground, and waited.
"Nothing is happening!" she sulked, folding her arms across her chest in protest.
"No, wait," Sarah said.
A trail of mist, which randomly appeared from no where, floated through the vicinity.
"MIST!!!!" Sarah screamed, getting up from her position, and racing away, bumping into one elf prince. She noticed who she bumped into, and poked her tongue out at Ally, who glared back at her. The mist floated towards the tiny Seth.
"Maybe he'll be taken to another dimension like we were transported here," Angela said, also a bit intimidated by the mist. But, instead of the tiny Seth disappearing, he became a full-sized Seth.
"SETH!!!!" Ally shrieked, jumping up from her spot and hugging him.
"What is this devilry?" Gimli huffed.
"Looks like you have some competition," Steph giggled at the dwarf's reaction.
"AIIEEE!!" the dwarf yelled, running towards Seth with his axe raised.
Ally, who thought quickly, picked up a random stick and bopped the dwarf on the head, his helmet getting stuck over his eyes, the dwarf unimpressed by this, attempting to remove the helmet.
"He deserved that," Dave nodded.
Angela and Sarah burst out laughing, as the dwarf had experienced this misfortune earlier in their journey. Everyone was soon laughing, amused by Gimli.
"So I have you all to myself," Sarah cooed at Legolas, the elf rolling his eyes.
Gandalf huffed, looking at the laughing pack of teenagers. He grabbed his staff and pointed it towards Seth.
"I'll hug him, and squeeze him, and I will call him Seth," Ally said, hugging the now life-sized Cohen, who suddenly disappeared, causing Ally to lose her balance and fall down.
"And I thought Mac would be the first to fall down," Steph laughed again, receiving a shaking fist of protest from Mac.
"Where did he go?!" Ally sulked on the ground.
"You will get him when we finish our quest," Gandalf said sternly.
"Oo don't mess with the wizard-man," Sarah grinned, receiving a disapproving look from the wizard. "You don't like me much, do you?"
"Sarah," Angela called to the elf. "You have competition for Legolas again," she continued, pointing out the consequences of Gandalf's wrath, the elf's face turning pale.
"AW WHAT!!" the elf cried, in protest.