A/N Well, here's the next chapter. As you probably have already guessed
from the chapter title, the remaining girls are now trapped in Rohan. This
is because I wanted all the girls to go somewhere where and member of the
Fellowship does not live, but will be visited on the journey. So, anyway,
here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Aragorn: Your parents are going to kill you. Me: Eh, it makes a point though. Tonks: You're going to have to pay for that you know. Me: What else is there to do anyway? All: *stare at the house which has the words 'Fawkes does not own anything, leave her alone!' painted on it.* Keladry: It was nice knowing you Fawkes. Sirius: I'll see you in the after life. Me: Whatever.
Chapter 3: Help! We're trapped in Rohan!
When Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of the castle in Rohan, they knew they were in trouble.
When Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of a castle in Rohan with guards pointing very sharp pointy spears at them, they knew they were in deep trouble.
And when Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of a castle in Rohan with guards pointing very sharp pointy spears at them and they found that they couldn't speak the same language, they knew they were up shit creek without a paddle.
Luckily, though, they had found a backpack with a Translator (and various other things) in it, so they were able to explain their situation. Eowyn felt pity for the girls and persuaded King Theoden to let them stay under certain conditions since the girls obviously needed all the help they could get.
So now Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves changing into plain work dresses from Middle-Earth in one of the many rooms in the castle. Despite being plain looking to the people of Rohan, the girls had never seen them before except in movies, so they loved them.
"These dresses are so cool," said Becca.
"I'm definitely keeping mine," said Andrea as all the girls admired themselves in the mirror.
"That was really nice of Eowyn," said Prachi.
"I know," said Niyati, grinning, "I definitely like her more now."
"You think we'll find a way back home?" asked Andrea as she sat down on one of the chairs.
"I'm sure there will be more plot-holes for us to return in," said Becca, "but right now, we should enjoy being in Middle-Earth."
"Where do you think this backpack came from?" asked Prachi as she too sat down and started looking through the pack where she found a flashlight, some candy, a CD player, a bunch of CD's, books (Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Silmarillion, Harry Potter, and Discworld), and a bunch of batteries.
"Probably another plot-hole," said Becca.
"How can there be so many plot-holes? Middle-Earth is so. . .canon, right now," said Niyati.
"Yeah," said Prachi, "but Middle-Earth is where all the Mary-Sues like to flock."
"Where do you think everyone else is?" asked Andrea.
"No idea," everyone else replied.
"I wonder if they're still at home," thought Niyati.
"I doubt it," Becca assured. "I wonder if they ended up at Hogwarts?"
"If they did," said Prachi, "I feel very sorry for them."
"Or maybe they're in different parts of Middle-Earth?" wondered Andrea.
"Like where?" asked Becca.
Andrea shrugged, "Shire? Mirkwood?"
"Mordor?" asked Prachi.
"That would suck for them," said Niyati.
Prachi groaned as she looked through the books, "Everything is in Westron."
"You mean we can't read?!" Becca and Andrea shouted.
"I'm fine with that," Niyati said. "What about the music?"
Prachi put on the headphones and listened for a bit, "Still English." Everyone sighed with relief. "But most of these are soundtracks and I think there are extra songs on here that are the real songs in Westron."
"Plot-holes bug me," said Andrea, crossing her arms.
"Well, duh!" said Niyati. "They did bring you here!"
"What were we supposed to do now?" asked Becca.
Everyone sat/stood in a collective silence for a few moments.
"Let's go ask Eowyn," said Prachi.
So they asked.
"Clean out the horse stables," muttered Niyati. "Not how I wish to spend my Summer Vacation."
"Well," said Prachi, "we weren't exactly planning on going to Middle-Earth now where we?"
"Well, no," said Niyati, "but still!"
Becca and Andrea just kept their mouths shut. The less they talked the less of the smell they took in.
"How long has it been since they cleaned these out?" asked Niyati angrily.
"Months Niyati, just for you," Prachi said sarcastically. "They're giving us a place to stay."
"Yeah," said Niyati as she mumbled in defeat. "I know."
They had no idea how lucky they were though, because miles away in Lothlorien, Michelle, Yun, Chelsea, and Sarah were all about to meet Galadriel.
A/N Like? Hate? See the little button? Click on it and leave a review. Well, until next time, see ya! Dean: Here come your parents Fawkes. Me: Oh dear. . . Alex: I'd say by the looks on their faces, you're in for about 4 weeks to the end of the year, what do you think? Me: I'm so dead. . .
~Fawkes
Disclaimer: Aragorn: Your parents are going to kill you. Me: Eh, it makes a point though. Tonks: You're going to have to pay for that you know. Me: What else is there to do anyway? All: *stare at the house which has the words 'Fawkes does not own anything, leave her alone!' painted on it.* Keladry: It was nice knowing you Fawkes. Sirius: I'll see you in the after life. Me: Whatever.
Chapter 3: Help! We're trapped in Rohan!
When Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of the castle in Rohan, they knew they were in trouble.
When Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of a castle in Rohan with guards pointing very sharp pointy spears at them, they knew they were in deep trouble.
And when Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves in the middle of a castle in Rohan with guards pointing very sharp pointy spears at them and they found that they couldn't speak the same language, they knew they were up shit creek without a paddle.
Luckily, though, they had found a backpack with a Translator (and various other things) in it, so they were able to explain their situation. Eowyn felt pity for the girls and persuaded King Theoden to let them stay under certain conditions since the girls obviously needed all the help they could get.
So now Prachi, Becca, Andrea, and Niyati found themselves changing into plain work dresses from Middle-Earth in one of the many rooms in the castle. Despite being plain looking to the people of Rohan, the girls had never seen them before except in movies, so they loved them.
"These dresses are so cool," said Becca.
"I'm definitely keeping mine," said Andrea as all the girls admired themselves in the mirror.
"That was really nice of Eowyn," said Prachi.
"I know," said Niyati, grinning, "I definitely like her more now."
"You think we'll find a way back home?" asked Andrea as she sat down on one of the chairs.
"I'm sure there will be more plot-holes for us to return in," said Becca, "but right now, we should enjoy being in Middle-Earth."
"Where do you think this backpack came from?" asked Prachi as she too sat down and started looking through the pack where she found a flashlight, some candy, a CD player, a bunch of CD's, books (Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Silmarillion, Harry Potter, and Discworld), and a bunch of batteries.
"Probably another plot-hole," said Becca.
"How can there be so many plot-holes? Middle-Earth is so. . .canon, right now," said Niyati.
"Yeah," said Prachi, "but Middle-Earth is where all the Mary-Sues like to flock."
"Where do you think everyone else is?" asked Andrea.
"No idea," everyone else replied.
"I wonder if they're still at home," thought Niyati.
"I doubt it," Becca assured. "I wonder if they ended up at Hogwarts?"
"If they did," said Prachi, "I feel very sorry for them."
"Or maybe they're in different parts of Middle-Earth?" wondered Andrea.
"Like where?" asked Becca.
Andrea shrugged, "Shire? Mirkwood?"
"Mordor?" asked Prachi.
"That would suck for them," said Niyati.
Prachi groaned as she looked through the books, "Everything is in Westron."
"You mean we can't read?!" Becca and Andrea shouted.
"I'm fine with that," Niyati said. "What about the music?"
Prachi put on the headphones and listened for a bit, "Still English." Everyone sighed with relief. "But most of these are soundtracks and I think there are extra songs on here that are the real songs in Westron."
"Plot-holes bug me," said Andrea, crossing her arms.
"Well, duh!" said Niyati. "They did bring you here!"
"What were we supposed to do now?" asked Becca.
Everyone sat/stood in a collective silence for a few moments.
"Let's go ask Eowyn," said Prachi.
So they asked.
"Clean out the horse stables," muttered Niyati. "Not how I wish to spend my Summer Vacation."
"Well," said Prachi, "we weren't exactly planning on going to Middle-Earth now where we?"
"Well, no," said Niyati, "but still!"
Becca and Andrea just kept their mouths shut. The less they talked the less of the smell they took in.
"How long has it been since they cleaned these out?" asked Niyati angrily.
"Months Niyati, just for you," Prachi said sarcastically. "They're giving us a place to stay."
"Yeah," said Niyati as she mumbled in defeat. "I know."
They had no idea how lucky they were though, because miles away in Lothlorien, Michelle, Yun, Chelsea, and Sarah were all about to meet Galadriel.
A/N Like? Hate? See the little button? Click on it and leave a review. Well, until next time, see ya! Dean: Here come your parents Fawkes. Me: Oh dear. . . Alex: I'd say by the looks on their faces, you're in for about 4 weeks to the end of the year, what do you think? Me: I'm so dead. . .
~Fawkes