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Chapter 12 (A/N: Number of people in the fellowship in my story)
"I'm gonna freeze my ass off! Who's bright idea was it to go up the fucking mountain!?!"
"Calm down, Kelsey. It's probably ten times worse for Jenneva, she doesn't have any body fat to keep her warm. Stupid stick...." Mumbled Carolyn to herself. Or so she thought.
"I heard that!!!"
"How did she hear that?" asked Kelsey. "All I can hear is some inane man babbling gibberish."
Legolas yelled back that there was a fell voice on the wind, or whatever it was. Gandalf replied that it was Saruman, trying to bring down the mountain upon them, or whatever it was. The girls knew what would happen next, and threw themselves against the side of the mountain. When the fellowship just looked at them in confusion, the three motioned for them to move against the wall. At that moment, a mini avalanche occurred, burying the fellowship. Kelsey, Jenneva and Carolyn waited to be rescued by big burly males.
Carolyn was the first to be jerked upwards, by Boromir. Next was Jenneva by saved Gimli, and finally Kelsey by Legolas. Kelsey fought the urge to wrap her arms around him and never let go. The struggle not to do this forced her to go rigid. When she didn't move, even after her hot sexy hot elven prince had released her, Jenneva walked over to her and slapped her across the face. Still no reaction.
Carolyn scooped up a handful of snow and stuck it down Kelsey's back.
"What the hell?" she asked. But Jenneva knew what to do. She walked over to the baby carrier, which had been retrieved by Aragorn, and picked up Fabio. Grinning evilly, she tipped the head back.
Kelsey snapped out of her trance, and shivered at the difference between the heat on one side of her face and the ice cold down her back. Following the sound of her baby's cry, she ran over to Jenneva.
"You fucking bitch! Oh, my poor baby! She didn't hurt you, did she?"
"Calm down Kelsey, he's fine," said a smug Jenneva.
She turned to the fellowship to suggest they move on to the mines, but they were all either glaring at her or shocked out of their socks. (A/N: do people in ME wear socks?)
"What did you do to the baby?"
"You didn't have to hurt the wee one!"
"I never thought you'd harm a child."
Accusation flew like shooting stars, and Jenneva was taken aback before she remembered the fellowship still thought Fabio was a real baby.
"He's fine, all I did was...put a little snow on him but it's off now so he's okay."
Aragorn was the first to speak. "I think that Kelsey and her child should have some protection. Legolas, I appoint you their guard. Kelsey looked up from Fabio with a deer-in-the-headlights look.
I can't handle that! I'll end up molesting him, and then he'll never love me!
"But, but, I, but, umm, but, uh, no, I, shit, wait, ummm, shit!" was her clever response.
"It's settled, then. And I think Carolyn and Jenneva need protectors as well."
"Well if you would give us some fucking knives we wouldn't need them! But no, girls can't fight, we're too delicate and fragile. Well news flash, buddy! We wont shatter if you drop us! We could fight just as well as you if you'd give us a fucking chance!" Carolyn was seething mad.
"Yes well, that's beside the point," said Aragorn, ignoring Carolyn's outburst. "Gimli, you are in charge of the safety of Jenneva, and Boromir, you get Carolyn."
May the valar be with you,, my friend!
Now came the conversation of whether to go under the mountain or risk the freezing cold snow, high speed winds, dangerous sorcerers, spying pigeons, and the long fall down. As you probably know (and should know) is that Frodo chose to go under the mountain, through the mines of Moria.
Cynical Kelsey: Great, now we have to face goblins or orcs or whatever, a balrog, a cave troll, flying arrows of death, doom and destruction, plus falling stairs and numerous other dangers.
Optimistic Kelsey: But we get to get our ass out of the cold. It's getting frozen off, as we speak.
Cynical Kelsey: But Rachel always said we don't have an ass. If there isn't one there, how can it get frozen off? And a lake-monster thing. That's yet another danger.
Optimistic Kelsey: Aw, c'mon, it won't be that bad. And everyone except for Gandalf survives. And he comes back, anyways.
Cynical Jenneva: Yeah, but what will the fellowship do when he dies? They know we know that Gandalf dies. And since they don't know what we know, they don't know he comes back. And because we know they know we know about Gandalf, we can't even play like we don't know what they know we know about Gandalf. We're screwed, ya know?
Optimistic Carolyn: Can you repeat that, I came in on the middle of the conversation.
Cynical Jenneva: Well, I was saying that-
Cynical Kelsey: She was saying that the fellowship will be pissed when we don't save Gandalf.
Optimistic Carolyn: But he comes back.
Cynical Jenneva: But they don't know that. And since they know that we know what'll happen, they will blame us for not saving him.
Cynical Carolyn: Oh. Shit.
Cynical Kelsey: How did you guys get in here?
Cynical Jenneva: Uh, in where, we're not in anywhere, are we Carolyn?
Cynical Carolyn: Nope, not in anywhere.
Optimistic Kelsey: Okay, then. Hey guys, let meet up tomorrow and discuss how to get Borry in a box, okay?
Optimistic Jenneva and Carolyn: Okay
Cynical Jenneva and Carolyn: Why wait till tomorrow? You got something to hide?
Cynical Kelsey: My head is starting to hurt.
Cynical Jenneva: You don't have to make up an excuse, just say no. Jeez.
Breck: Sorry my dear, I left you out of the reviewer recognition last time. You didn't review for chapter ten, so it messed me up. LOVE YOU SOOOOO much! Tank oo.
Maribelle: mwahaha we shall have to see this box, and decide if Carolyn will let him be chopped into bits! thanx for the review (
galadrielady945: Feel free to email me anytime, and I'll continue letting me know when I update if u want. Thanx for the feedback, I lurv it!
Chapter 12 (A/N: Number of people in the fellowship in my story)
"I'm gonna freeze my ass off! Who's bright idea was it to go up the fucking mountain!?!"
"Calm down, Kelsey. It's probably ten times worse for Jenneva, she doesn't have any body fat to keep her warm. Stupid stick...." Mumbled Carolyn to herself. Or so she thought.
"I heard that!!!"
"How did she hear that?" asked Kelsey. "All I can hear is some inane man babbling gibberish."
Legolas yelled back that there was a fell voice on the wind, or whatever it was. Gandalf replied that it was Saruman, trying to bring down the mountain upon them, or whatever it was. The girls knew what would happen next, and threw themselves against the side of the mountain. When the fellowship just looked at them in confusion, the three motioned for them to move against the wall. At that moment, a mini avalanche occurred, burying the fellowship. Kelsey, Jenneva and Carolyn waited to be rescued by big burly males.
Carolyn was the first to be jerked upwards, by Boromir. Next was Jenneva by saved Gimli, and finally Kelsey by Legolas. Kelsey fought the urge to wrap her arms around him and never let go. The struggle not to do this forced her to go rigid. When she didn't move, even after her hot sexy hot elven prince had released her, Jenneva walked over to her and slapped her across the face. Still no reaction.
Carolyn scooped up a handful of snow and stuck it down Kelsey's back.
"What the hell?" she asked. But Jenneva knew what to do. She walked over to the baby carrier, which had been retrieved by Aragorn, and picked up Fabio. Grinning evilly, she tipped the head back.
Kelsey snapped out of her trance, and shivered at the difference between the heat on one side of her face and the ice cold down her back. Following the sound of her baby's cry, she ran over to Jenneva.
"You fucking bitch! Oh, my poor baby! She didn't hurt you, did she?"
"Calm down Kelsey, he's fine," said a smug Jenneva.
She turned to the fellowship to suggest they move on to the mines, but they were all either glaring at her or shocked out of their socks. (A/N: do people in ME wear socks?)
"What did you do to the baby?"
"You didn't have to hurt the wee one!"
"I never thought you'd harm a child."
Accusation flew like shooting stars, and Jenneva was taken aback before she remembered the fellowship still thought Fabio was a real baby.
"He's fine, all I did was...put a little snow on him but it's off now so he's okay."
Aragorn was the first to speak. "I think that Kelsey and her child should have some protection. Legolas, I appoint you their guard. Kelsey looked up from Fabio with a deer-in-the-headlights look.
I can't handle that! I'll end up molesting him, and then he'll never love me!
"But, but, I, but, umm, but, uh, no, I, shit, wait, ummm, shit!" was her clever response.
"It's settled, then. And I think Carolyn and Jenneva need protectors as well."
"Well if you would give us some fucking knives we wouldn't need them! But no, girls can't fight, we're too delicate and fragile. Well news flash, buddy! We wont shatter if you drop us! We could fight just as well as you if you'd give us a fucking chance!" Carolyn was seething mad.
"Yes well, that's beside the point," said Aragorn, ignoring Carolyn's outburst. "Gimli, you are in charge of the safety of Jenneva, and Boromir, you get Carolyn."
May the valar be with you,, my friend!
Now came the conversation of whether to go under the mountain or risk the freezing cold snow, high speed winds, dangerous sorcerers, spying pigeons, and the long fall down. As you probably know (and should know) is that Frodo chose to go under the mountain, through the mines of Moria.
Cynical Kelsey: Great, now we have to face goblins or orcs or whatever, a balrog, a cave troll, flying arrows of death, doom and destruction, plus falling stairs and numerous other dangers.
Optimistic Kelsey: But we get to get our ass out of the cold. It's getting frozen off, as we speak.
Cynical Kelsey: But Rachel always said we don't have an ass. If there isn't one there, how can it get frozen off? And a lake-monster thing. That's yet another danger.
Optimistic Kelsey: Aw, c'mon, it won't be that bad. And everyone except for Gandalf survives. And he comes back, anyways.
Cynical Jenneva: Yeah, but what will the fellowship do when he dies? They know we know that Gandalf dies. And since they don't know what we know, they don't know he comes back. And because we know they know we know about Gandalf, we can't even play like we don't know what they know we know about Gandalf. We're screwed, ya know?
Optimistic Carolyn: Can you repeat that, I came in on the middle of the conversation.
Cynical Jenneva: Well, I was saying that-
Cynical Kelsey: She was saying that the fellowship will be pissed when we don't save Gandalf.
Optimistic Carolyn: But he comes back.
Cynical Jenneva: But they don't know that. And since they know that we know what'll happen, they will blame us for not saving him.
Cynical Carolyn: Oh. Shit.
Cynical Kelsey: How did you guys get in here?
Cynical Jenneva: Uh, in where, we're not in anywhere, are we Carolyn?
Cynical Carolyn: Nope, not in anywhere.
Optimistic Kelsey: Okay, then. Hey guys, let meet up tomorrow and discuss how to get Borry in a box, okay?
Optimistic Jenneva and Carolyn: Okay
Cynical Jenneva and Carolyn: Why wait till tomorrow? You got something to hide?
Cynical Kelsey: My head is starting to hurt.
Cynical Jenneva: You don't have to make up an excuse, just say no. Jeez.