Pippinsgal011890: I am SO flattered! Out of curiosity, what was the first
fanfic you kept reading? And all of the fellowship (including Pippin) will
come more into the story. Hopefully I'll be able to keep updating fast (my
computer is spastic), but I will continue to update ASAP. And Éowyn and
Faramir are two young, seemingly healthy people in love. I assume they had
children; it seems to be what happens when people get married, especially
in Middle Earth. I'm not sure, though. THANK YOU SOOO MUCH!!
Freak: thanks a bunch! I'll try to continue the humor (
Rohanshieldbitch: why is it that you can review all you like and I can't for you? Hmmmmm....
Blackbeltchick06: You'll come in soon; maybe you will be a babysitter....
A/N: hopefully this chapter will be as funny as I hope. 25 reviews, baby!!
Chapter 11
Jenneva was rocking back and forth; planning the demise-or love lives, call it what you like- of her two friends. Suddenly she started laughing hysterically, bringing the attention of the group to her. Noticing this, she stood off, brushed herself off and went to put her plan into action.
As she neared Carolyn and Kelsey, she started giggling feverishly again. Her two friends looked at her strangely, then ignored her and went back to their conversation. Reprimanding herself, Jenneva schooled her features and approached Carolyn and Kelsey. The former was still lecturing about subtly (A/N: there's that damn word again) to the latter, who was listening avidly. Jenneva decided to interrupt, lest the discussion hinder her plans for the naïve Kelsey.
"Hey guys, we should make a plan for what things we're going to change, and when the group splits up, who goes with who.'
"Well," started Carolyn, "we should definitely save Boromir."
"But what if, since he's alive when he's supposed to be dead, he steals the ring from Frodo, and upsets the storyline of him being dead because he's alive. And since he's alive instead of dead, it'll mess things up with Denethor as well, because in that storyline he's dead also, not alive. And then what if Faramir goes to a different battle, because Borry is alive instead of dead, and then he dies. That's not very fair. And it might mess things up with Farry and Éowyn, and since Borry is dead instead of alive, he could fuck EVERYTHING UP!"
All of this came from Kelsey, and was delivered to two dazed looking teenage girls.
"Jenneva, did you understand any of that," asked Carolyn dazedly. She was dazed, after all.
"Uhhhhh, no."
"Okay, then. To put it in lamens (A/N: spelled wrong, of course) terms- haha, for once YOU guys are the lame-ens. What's a lamen? Why can't I spell it right? What was I talking about? Oh yeah, the only way to save our darling Borry is to make people think he's dead, but secretly we'd of captured him and kept him locked in a safe little box. That way, he could survive, but he wouldn't upset anything in the storyline."
(A/N: GIANT cookie to whoever can tell me how to spell lamens correctly)
"Kelsey, how do you expect three teenage girls to get Boromir, the big manly-man into a box!? It's like not possible!" yelled Carolyn.
Boromir looked over, a mistrustful look on his face.
"Why do you want to put me into a box?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, no reason, really," explained Carolyn with a smile.
Boromir would have followed up on the box issue, but Aragorn shouted for them to move on. The girls looked at each other, and followed the fellowship off of the plateau. About five minutes later, Kelsey ran back to grab her baby.
"Lass, where's the boy's father?" asked Gimli bluntly when she returned.
All other eight male members of the fellowship turned to Gimli and scolded him for his rudeness, making Kelsey giggle. The girls ignored her because they knew the baby had no father. Noticing her light attitude, the males stopped their scolding and listened attentively for her answer. Kelsey imagination started to run wild, and she ran with it.
"His father was a Czar, from Russia. That's like a king. When it was discovered that my baby was male, we had to flee the country. His wife placed a bounty on my and Fabio's heads, so our lives have been fraught with danger. But we've done just fine, haven't we, darling?" How stupid are they, it's a plastic baby, cant they see that? Well, if they want to believe it's real, I guess I'll let them. No harm to me.
Carolyn and Jenneva snickered at the story, and when they realized the men bought it, their snickers turned into outright laughter. Realizing the gullibility of the group, Carolyn took advantage of it.
"Hey Pippin, Gandalf wrote 'gullible' in the sky with his staff."
"Where?! I don't see anything." Merry and Sam joined him in his search of the skies, but the rest of the fellowship looked at them in amusement. Gandalf laughed and pointed his staff at the sky. Fireworks exploded, and the word 'gullible' was clearly visible against the clouds.
"There it is, I found it!" yelled Merry.
"No, I saw it first!" countered Pippin. They shouted at each other another few minutes before Pippin miraculously stopped.
"Merry, I'm hungry."
The entire group burst into laughter, and continued walking along.
"Carolyn, where are we going," asked Jenneva. We may be at war, but that doesn't mean I can't ask them questions. I need to know these kind f things.
"Well, while Kelsey was planning to put Boromir in a box, we must have missed the conversation deciding to go on the mountain."
"Oh, well, are we going to put Boromir in a box when the time comes, then?"
"You betya, now we just need to find a big enough box..."
Freak: thanks a bunch! I'll try to continue the humor (
Rohanshieldbitch: why is it that you can review all you like and I can't for you? Hmmmmm....
Blackbeltchick06: You'll come in soon; maybe you will be a babysitter....
A/N: hopefully this chapter will be as funny as I hope. 25 reviews, baby!!
Chapter 11
Jenneva was rocking back and forth; planning the demise-or love lives, call it what you like- of her two friends. Suddenly she started laughing hysterically, bringing the attention of the group to her. Noticing this, she stood off, brushed herself off and went to put her plan into action.
As she neared Carolyn and Kelsey, she started giggling feverishly again. Her two friends looked at her strangely, then ignored her and went back to their conversation. Reprimanding herself, Jenneva schooled her features and approached Carolyn and Kelsey. The former was still lecturing about subtly (A/N: there's that damn word again) to the latter, who was listening avidly. Jenneva decided to interrupt, lest the discussion hinder her plans for the naïve Kelsey.
"Hey guys, we should make a plan for what things we're going to change, and when the group splits up, who goes with who.'
"Well," started Carolyn, "we should definitely save Boromir."
"But what if, since he's alive when he's supposed to be dead, he steals the ring from Frodo, and upsets the storyline of him being dead because he's alive. And since he's alive instead of dead, it'll mess things up with Denethor as well, because in that storyline he's dead also, not alive. And then what if Faramir goes to a different battle, because Borry is alive instead of dead, and then he dies. That's not very fair. And it might mess things up with Farry and Éowyn, and since Borry is dead instead of alive, he could fuck EVERYTHING UP!"
All of this came from Kelsey, and was delivered to two dazed looking teenage girls.
"Jenneva, did you understand any of that," asked Carolyn dazedly. She was dazed, after all.
"Uhhhhh, no."
"Okay, then. To put it in lamens (A/N: spelled wrong, of course) terms- haha, for once YOU guys are the lame-ens. What's a lamen? Why can't I spell it right? What was I talking about? Oh yeah, the only way to save our darling Borry is to make people think he's dead, but secretly we'd of captured him and kept him locked in a safe little box. That way, he could survive, but he wouldn't upset anything in the storyline."
(A/N: GIANT cookie to whoever can tell me how to spell lamens correctly)
"Kelsey, how do you expect three teenage girls to get Boromir, the big manly-man into a box!? It's like not possible!" yelled Carolyn.
Boromir looked over, a mistrustful look on his face.
"Why do you want to put me into a box?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, no reason, really," explained Carolyn with a smile.
Boromir would have followed up on the box issue, but Aragorn shouted for them to move on. The girls looked at each other, and followed the fellowship off of the plateau. About five minutes later, Kelsey ran back to grab her baby.
"Lass, where's the boy's father?" asked Gimli bluntly when she returned.
All other eight male members of the fellowship turned to Gimli and scolded him for his rudeness, making Kelsey giggle. The girls ignored her because they knew the baby had no father. Noticing her light attitude, the males stopped their scolding and listened attentively for her answer. Kelsey imagination started to run wild, and she ran with it.
"His father was a Czar, from Russia. That's like a king. When it was discovered that my baby was male, we had to flee the country. His wife placed a bounty on my and Fabio's heads, so our lives have been fraught with danger. But we've done just fine, haven't we, darling?" How stupid are they, it's a plastic baby, cant they see that? Well, if they want to believe it's real, I guess I'll let them. No harm to me.
Carolyn and Jenneva snickered at the story, and when they realized the men bought it, their snickers turned into outright laughter. Realizing the gullibility of the group, Carolyn took advantage of it.
"Hey Pippin, Gandalf wrote 'gullible' in the sky with his staff."
"Where?! I don't see anything." Merry and Sam joined him in his search of the skies, but the rest of the fellowship looked at them in amusement. Gandalf laughed and pointed his staff at the sky. Fireworks exploded, and the word 'gullible' was clearly visible against the clouds.
"There it is, I found it!" yelled Merry.
"No, I saw it first!" countered Pippin. They shouted at each other another few minutes before Pippin miraculously stopped.
"Merry, I'm hungry."
The entire group burst into laughter, and continued walking along.
"Carolyn, where are we going," asked Jenneva. We may be at war, but that doesn't mean I can't ask them questions. I need to know these kind f things.
"Well, while Kelsey was planning to put Boromir in a box, we must have missed the conversation deciding to go on the mountain."
"Oh, well, are we going to put Boromir in a box when the time comes, then?"
"You betya, now we just need to find a big enough box..."