A/N Ok, here's the next chapter, I will now attempt to answer my two (count
em') two reviews. :) Heck, I'm not complaining!
Imp: Really? It seems familiar? Well, like I've said, might have been done before. I actually wasn't planning on them meeting the Fellowship, but they will see them, I'll guarantee that.
Ainu Laire: Thanks for the compliment. Yes, all the girls ended up in Middle-Earth, just in different places. Wait. . .I've been spelling her name wrong all this time and NO ONE HAS TOLD ME!? *eye twitches and she glares at her muses* Alex: We thought it was funny. Me: You thought it-! *sighs* Ok, I'll just and revise all the stories now then *mutters under her breath about stupid muses*
And now! On with the show!
Chapter 2: Help! I'm trapped in Rivendell!
"I thought we spoke the same language!" screamed Allie.
"Well," said Kristen, "apparently not."
Allie, Kristen, and Christina had appeared in Rivendell no more then an hour ago, and then they were immediately locked in room.
It was actually a very nice room, but that's beside the point!
"Well," said Christina, "Chelsea always said that Westron and English were two different languages."
"Well, when is Chelsea ever right!" yelled Allie.
"When it has something to do with Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter, she's usually right," Kristen pointed out. That was the really sad thing about Chelsea, she could remember the year Harry was born, but not the year the Civil War started(1864!), or which classes had projects due the next week.
"Hey guys?"
Allie and Christina turned around, "What?"
"Is that a backpack in the corner?"
Allie and Christina looked to where she was pointing; there was indeed a back pack in the corner!
Allie, Christina, and Kristen all dived for it, but Allie got there first.
"Cool!" said Allie. "Translator."
"Is that going to work here?" asked Christina.
"Well," said Allie, "it's not like we're in Hogwarts." She turned the Translator on to see that it did, in fact, have an Elvish and Westron option.
"How did it get here," asked a mystified Kristen.
"Even though we are in a relatively canon Middle-Earth, I'm sure there are a lot of plot-holes hiding all over the place," said Allie. "In fact, the same plot-holes probably brought us here."
"And they couldn't have let the elves speak English?" asked Christina as she shook her head. "Plot-holes work at the most inappropriate of times."
"What are plot-holes?" asked Kristen. "And why wouldn't the Translator work at Hogwarts?" Poor Kristen didn't know fanfiction or Harry Potter.
"Don't worry Kristen," said Allie, "it's not important that you know."
It was then that an elf walked in. Allie pointed the Translator at him.
~~
Glorfindel had been sent to retrieve the young women. Elrond had said they deserved a chance to explain themselves. Glorfindel thought it was useless though; these women obviously did not speak any language known to Middle- Earth.
When he walked in, the golden haired one looked confused, the short brown haired one was sitting on the floor, and the tall multi-colored hair one pointed a very odd looking object at him as he spoke.
"Lord Elrond wishes to speak with you," he said.
It took a while for the tall one to respond. "Tell him we are honored," came the reply. His thoughts at that moment were in Elvish, so are very hard for the author to translate to English, so we'll just sum up all his thought using the popular American word: whatever.
They were obviously trying to speak Westron and having much difficulty with the language.
"Follow me," he said as he walked out and the other three followed.
Their clothes were the first things he had noticed about them earlier, they were very odd and covered very little. (What can I say, we're Freshman.)
"Where are we going?" asked the tall one.
"To see Lord Elrond," Glorfindel responded. He thought at least that much would be obvious to the girls.
The tall one then started to mutter things under her breath in that same language that Glorfindel did not understand.
"This way," he said, as he opened the door to where Lord Elrond sat, waiting for them.
"Hello," said the short one.
"Sit," said Elrond, they sat. "How did you get here?"
The tall one tried to answer in her own language, but then realized it wasn't working and then started pushing random things on the object.
"We're not sure," she slowly stated, as if she was just learning how to talk, "There was a flah of-" she then spoke an unknown word that sounded like 'Urple' "-light and we came here. We don't know what happened, honest!"
All three looked worried. Somehow, the situation seemed slightly familiar to Elrond, but only slightly.
"What is that object," he asked.
"It's from our world," the blonde said after taking the object from the tall one. "It translates your language to ours, and our language to yours."
"What is your language?"
She then said another unknown word that sounded like 'Einglesh.' Again, this word sounded familiar, but only slightly.
Elrond thought, Well, they don't look dangerous. They look odd, but also as if they were children.
"You may stay here till you find a way back home," Elrond said finally. After calculating what it was he had said, the girls looked relieved. "But, you need a change of clothes and you will help out in the kitchens." The girls nodded. "You may leave." They then ran out of the room.
"Glorfindel," said Elrond, "keep an eye on them." Glorfindel nodded and walked out of the room.
This would be interesting.
A/N Look at that everyone! Two chapters in one day, shows how bored I am. I will have to go back and revise my stories now because I spelled Eowyn's name wrong, and I just don't know if I can bare it. She's one of my favorite characters after all. Next chapter we get to find out what Prachi, Becca, Niyati, and Andrea's fate was. Where will they end up? Well, you might already know if this isn't the last chapter at the moment, but if I haven't yet posted, you don't know! Ha! *grabs Legolas and starts dancing to Skull and Crossbones* Best song on the PotC CD! Whee! Read and review all you lovely people! *continues dancing as her other muses then join in*
~Fawkes and her now insane muses (though some *coughSiriuscough* were already insane.)
Imp: Really? It seems familiar? Well, like I've said, might have been done before. I actually wasn't planning on them meeting the Fellowship, but they will see them, I'll guarantee that.
Ainu Laire: Thanks for the compliment. Yes, all the girls ended up in Middle-Earth, just in different places. Wait. . .I've been spelling her name wrong all this time and NO ONE HAS TOLD ME!? *eye twitches and she glares at her muses* Alex: We thought it was funny. Me: You thought it-! *sighs* Ok, I'll just and revise all the stories now then *mutters under her breath about stupid muses*
And now! On with the show!
Chapter 2: Help! I'm trapped in Rivendell!
"I thought we spoke the same language!" screamed Allie.
"Well," said Kristen, "apparently not."
Allie, Kristen, and Christina had appeared in Rivendell no more then an hour ago, and then they were immediately locked in room.
It was actually a very nice room, but that's beside the point!
"Well," said Christina, "Chelsea always said that Westron and English were two different languages."
"Well, when is Chelsea ever right!" yelled Allie.
"When it has something to do with Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter, she's usually right," Kristen pointed out. That was the really sad thing about Chelsea, she could remember the year Harry was born, but not the year the Civil War started(1864!), or which classes had projects due the next week.
"Hey guys?"
Allie and Christina turned around, "What?"
"Is that a backpack in the corner?"
Allie and Christina looked to where she was pointing; there was indeed a back pack in the corner!
Allie, Christina, and Kristen all dived for it, but Allie got there first.
"Cool!" said Allie. "Translator."
"Is that going to work here?" asked Christina.
"Well," said Allie, "it's not like we're in Hogwarts." She turned the Translator on to see that it did, in fact, have an Elvish and Westron option.
"How did it get here," asked a mystified Kristen.
"Even though we are in a relatively canon Middle-Earth, I'm sure there are a lot of plot-holes hiding all over the place," said Allie. "In fact, the same plot-holes probably brought us here."
"And they couldn't have let the elves speak English?" asked Christina as she shook her head. "Plot-holes work at the most inappropriate of times."
"What are plot-holes?" asked Kristen. "And why wouldn't the Translator work at Hogwarts?" Poor Kristen didn't know fanfiction or Harry Potter.
"Don't worry Kristen," said Allie, "it's not important that you know."
It was then that an elf walked in. Allie pointed the Translator at him.
~~
Glorfindel had been sent to retrieve the young women. Elrond had said they deserved a chance to explain themselves. Glorfindel thought it was useless though; these women obviously did not speak any language known to Middle- Earth.
When he walked in, the golden haired one looked confused, the short brown haired one was sitting on the floor, and the tall multi-colored hair one pointed a very odd looking object at him as he spoke.
"Lord Elrond wishes to speak with you," he said.
It took a while for the tall one to respond. "Tell him we are honored," came the reply. His thoughts at that moment were in Elvish, so are very hard for the author to translate to English, so we'll just sum up all his thought using the popular American word: whatever.
They were obviously trying to speak Westron and having much difficulty with the language.
"Follow me," he said as he walked out and the other three followed.
Their clothes were the first things he had noticed about them earlier, they were very odd and covered very little. (What can I say, we're Freshman.)
"Where are we going?" asked the tall one.
"To see Lord Elrond," Glorfindel responded. He thought at least that much would be obvious to the girls.
The tall one then started to mutter things under her breath in that same language that Glorfindel did not understand.
"This way," he said, as he opened the door to where Lord Elrond sat, waiting for them.
"Hello," said the short one.
"Sit," said Elrond, they sat. "How did you get here?"
The tall one tried to answer in her own language, but then realized it wasn't working and then started pushing random things on the object.
"We're not sure," she slowly stated, as if she was just learning how to talk, "There was a flah of-" she then spoke an unknown word that sounded like 'Urple' "-light and we came here. We don't know what happened, honest!"
All three looked worried. Somehow, the situation seemed slightly familiar to Elrond, but only slightly.
"What is that object," he asked.
"It's from our world," the blonde said after taking the object from the tall one. "It translates your language to ours, and our language to yours."
"What is your language?"
She then said another unknown word that sounded like 'Einglesh.' Again, this word sounded familiar, but only slightly.
Elrond thought, Well, they don't look dangerous. They look odd, but also as if they were children.
"You may stay here till you find a way back home," Elrond said finally. After calculating what it was he had said, the girls looked relieved. "But, you need a change of clothes and you will help out in the kitchens." The girls nodded. "You may leave." They then ran out of the room.
"Glorfindel," said Elrond, "keep an eye on them." Glorfindel nodded and walked out of the room.
This would be interesting.
A/N Look at that everyone! Two chapters in one day, shows how bored I am. I will have to go back and revise my stories now because I spelled Eowyn's name wrong, and I just don't know if I can bare it. She's one of my favorite characters after all. Next chapter we get to find out what Prachi, Becca, Niyati, and Andrea's fate was. Where will they end up? Well, you might already know if this isn't the last chapter at the moment, but if I haven't yet posted, you don't know! Ha! *grabs Legolas and starts dancing to Skull and Crossbones* Best song on the PotC CD! Whee! Read and review all you lovely people! *continues dancing as her other muses then join in*
~Fawkes and her now insane muses (though some *coughSiriuscough* were already insane.)