A/N Merry Christmas and a Pippin New Year! . . .Ok, I know they've both
passed already, but I needed to say something. Anyway! Sorry for the
excessively long wait, Return of the King, Christmas, and my birthday are
to blame. Speaking of Return of the King, which some people did not go to
*glares in general direction of Yun, Prachi, and Niyati*, it was really
good! *grins and holds up her 'Yay Eowyn!' sign, and then her 'Where's the
Eowyn/Faramir?' sign* I have more signs, but.*looks at pile of signs behind
her Feanor plushies* Yeah. . .anyone want a Feanor plushi?
Chapter 6: Tag
Prachi, Becca, Niyati, and Andrea got back to their room dirty and tired. The girls really hated their job sometimes.
Not only did they have to clean the stables, but they also had to feed and take care of the horses.
Today, one of them had escaped. . .
~~~
"You're such a pretty horsy, huh?" cooed Becca as she brushed the horse down.
"Oh! Stop it Becca!" said Andrea who had finally snapped after two hours of Becca telling all the horses how pretty they were. The girls had been working in shifts, three girls worked and one girl sat on the side trying to teach herself Westron. The inconvenience of not knowing what everyone else was saying was really tiring.
"Well," said Prachi as she handed off the Translator to Niyati, "at least now I can eat without everyone looking at me as if I was insane."
Last night, the girls had had a hell of a time trying to ask people for something to eat. You see, Prachi had given Becca the Translator for a short while when she went to the bathroom; in that short time Becca had put the Translator down somewhere and it had become temporarily lost. Luckily, the lost had been temporary; Eowyn had found it for them later in her bedroom.
"I will not kill Becca, I will not kill Becca," Niyati chanted under her breath as Becca kept telling the horse how 'pretty' it was. It was about half an hour later when Becca decided to take 'Fluffy' for a ride.
"I don't think the Rohans-"
"Rohirrim."
"Whatever Becca; I don't think they'll appreciate you taking a break, or stealing the horse," Andrea said.
Becca merely stuck her tongue out and said, "I'm not stealing it, I'm borrowing it with every intention of bringing it back."
"Where've I heard that before," muttered Prachi. Becca saddled the horse and got on, "I'll only be a few minutes, and I'll be back soon." The other girls sighed as she rode off through the back of the stable which didn't lead past the middle of their city.
Well, Becca certainly kept her promise; she came back a few minutes later, dirty and bruised with no horse.
"He ran off!" she exclaimed.
"Becca, you're such an idiot," Andrea sighed angrily. "Now what?"
"Well," said Niyati, "I guess we'll have to get that horse."
Some tasks, actually, most tasks, are easier said then done, this was one of them. They were lucky the horse hadn't run off, but they were having a hard time all the same. It took less then five minutes for them all to look as bruised and dirty as Becca had.
"Well," said Andrea, "this is hopeless." It was then that the girls noticed a boy standing by the stables and watching them with amusement. The girls then issued a 'group glare'.
~*~
Meddyn leaned on the nearest building as he watched four girls he had never seen before chase a horse around, trying to catch it. He really should have gone to help them, but this was just too entertaining.
Not until the girls all glared at him together did he get up and decide to try and help. "You're doing it all wrong," he tried to explain when he got over there; "you have to lure it back with food." He noticed the blank looks he was getting and rolled his eyes, "Just get some food from the stable." More blank looks.
The girls looked at each other then started talking in an unknown language. Meddyn looked at them curiously as they then came to a sort of conclusion and the blonde girl went running off to the stables. The other three girls politely smiled and rocked back and forth on the balls of their feet.
When they other girl came back, she was holding a type of device that Meddyn had never seen before, "Sorry," the girl said finally. "We don't speak your lan. . ." She stared at the device, then sighed and sounded out the word, "Lan-gu-age. We come from another place. Could you. . .repeat what you were saying?"
Meddyn stared at the girls, then sighed and repeated what he had said, "You're never going to catch the horse like that; you need to lure it back to the stable with food." It took a couple of minutes before the girls responded. "Thank you!" they all said together and they ran off to find some food.
Little did Meddyn know that over the next few years he'd be spending a lot of time with these girls; he now has the same fate as both Sung and Forfin.
And you thought your little brother was bad, sheesh.
~*~
A/N Mewhehehe! It's done! Finally! Sorry I've been slow, it's the whole 'first year of High School' thing, that and trying desperately to find a His Dark Materials Sue to kill. Allie in back round: Kill! Me: Ok Gorny, go away now. Allie: Stop calling me Gorny! Me: Yeah. . .anyway! Allie and I have started a PPC Spin-off! Much funness! Find story here: storyid=1568672
Mwehehe! Yay PPC! And OFUM! If it wasn't for them I would have given up on fan fiction long ago! =)
Chapter 6: Tag
Prachi, Becca, Niyati, and Andrea got back to their room dirty and tired. The girls really hated their job sometimes.
Not only did they have to clean the stables, but they also had to feed and take care of the horses.
Today, one of them had escaped. . .
~~~
"You're such a pretty horsy, huh?" cooed Becca as she brushed the horse down.
"Oh! Stop it Becca!" said Andrea who had finally snapped after two hours of Becca telling all the horses how pretty they were. The girls had been working in shifts, three girls worked and one girl sat on the side trying to teach herself Westron. The inconvenience of not knowing what everyone else was saying was really tiring.
"Well," said Prachi as she handed off the Translator to Niyati, "at least now I can eat without everyone looking at me as if I was insane."
Last night, the girls had had a hell of a time trying to ask people for something to eat. You see, Prachi had given Becca the Translator for a short while when she went to the bathroom; in that short time Becca had put the Translator down somewhere and it had become temporarily lost. Luckily, the lost had been temporary; Eowyn had found it for them later in her bedroom.
"I will not kill Becca, I will not kill Becca," Niyati chanted under her breath as Becca kept telling the horse how 'pretty' it was. It was about half an hour later when Becca decided to take 'Fluffy' for a ride.
"I don't think the Rohans-"
"Rohirrim."
"Whatever Becca; I don't think they'll appreciate you taking a break, or stealing the horse," Andrea said.
Becca merely stuck her tongue out and said, "I'm not stealing it, I'm borrowing it with every intention of bringing it back."
"Where've I heard that before," muttered Prachi. Becca saddled the horse and got on, "I'll only be a few minutes, and I'll be back soon." The other girls sighed as she rode off through the back of the stable which didn't lead past the middle of their city.
Well, Becca certainly kept her promise; she came back a few minutes later, dirty and bruised with no horse.
"He ran off!" she exclaimed.
"Becca, you're such an idiot," Andrea sighed angrily. "Now what?"
"Well," said Niyati, "I guess we'll have to get that horse."
Some tasks, actually, most tasks, are easier said then done, this was one of them. They were lucky the horse hadn't run off, but they were having a hard time all the same. It took less then five minutes for them all to look as bruised and dirty as Becca had.
"Well," said Andrea, "this is hopeless." It was then that the girls noticed a boy standing by the stables and watching them with amusement. The girls then issued a 'group glare'.
~*~
Meddyn leaned on the nearest building as he watched four girls he had never seen before chase a horse around, trying to catch it. He really should have gone to help them, but this was just too entertaining.
Not until the girls all glared at him together did he get up and decide to try and help. "You're doing it all wrong," he tried to explain when he got over there; "you have to lure it back with food." He noticed the blank looks he was getting and rolled his eyes, "Just get some food from the stable." More blank looks.
The girls looked at each other then started talking in an unknown language. Meddyn looked at them curiously as they then came to a sort of conclusion and the blonde girl went running off to the stables. The other three girls politely smiled and rocked back and forth on the balls of their feet.
When they other girl came back, she was holding a type of device that Meddyn had never seen before, "Sorry," the girl said finally. "We don't speak your lan. . ." She stared at the device, then sighed and sounded out the word, "Lan-gu-age. We come from another place. Could you. . .repeat what you were saying?"
Meddyn stared at the girls, then sighed and repeated what he had said, "You're never going to catch the horse like that; you need to lure it back to the stable with food." It took a couple of minutes before the girls responded. "Thank you!" they all said together and they ran off to find some food.
Little did Meddyn know that over the next few years he'd be spending a lot of time with these girls; he now has the same fate as both Sung and Forfin.
And you thought your little brother was bad, sheesh.
~*~
A/N Mewhehehe! It's done! Finally! Sorry I've been slow, it's the whole 'first year of High School' thing, that and trying desperately to find a His Dark Materials Sue to kill. Allie in back round: Kill! Me: Ok Gorny, go away now. Allie: Stop calling me Gorny! Me: Yeah. . .anyway! Allie and I have started a PPC Spin-off! Much funness! Find story here: storyid=1568672
Mwehehe! Yay PPC! And OFUM! If it wasn't for them I would have given up on fan fiction long ago! =)