A/N I'd like to quickly say a few words before we get to the story, them being 1) Maria, ask away! If there really are that many questions, just e- mal me. ;-) And 2) That'd be great, Jamie! Thanks a bunch! You're going to have to get the first couple chapters from here though as they are on the OTHER computer for me.
On with the show!
Disclaimer: I own myself and the characters you don't recognize that are not from Earth. Get it, got it, good.
Chapter 10: "Do Elves Get PMS?"
For the next few months the girls focused on two things; communicating and fighting. Though they were mostly failing at the second, they seemed to be getting better at the first. Now they could mostly understand Sung whenever she was yelling at them.
"Do Elves get PMS?" asked Michelle as they trained in archery one fine morning (or it could have been afternoon, the girls had lost track of time a couple of months ago).
"If they do, I think Sung might have it constantly," grumbled Chelsea.
If there was one thing they had learned the past few months it was this; just because one is in Middle Earth does not mean that one does not get their period. Add in many objects (such as arrows) that could do serious bodily harm and you've got a problem.
"I think I'm getting good at this!" Sarah said, smiling, as she hit the target (of course, she hit the outer part, but she still hit it).
Chelsea muttered some well chosen curse words under her breath and kept shooting. This time, she too hit the target. Yun snorted. "Forget the Elves at Helms Deep, why not just get a bunch of pissed off PMSing women?"
"Because some of them would be the wives and daughters of those fighting," Michelle said playfully. The girls laughed, then noticed Sung was giving them an odd look and got back to shooting.
Sung shook her head. As long as the girls were practicing, it was alright. She was glad that at least the girls were beginning to understand her and she them. The girls had taught her a few phrases in their own language, much to her enjoyment. They were mostly things she could yell at them in anger.
"Girls!" she called. The girls looked up at her and blinked. "Time to come and eat a bit." The four down their things and sat by Sung next to one of the numerous trees that made up Lothlorien.
"Did you know that Lorien was one of the Valar?" Chelsea said as she as she ate a fruit. "I think he was Master of Dreams, but I can't quite remember..."
"Sure he wasn't Lord of the Trees or something?" Yun grumbled. Everyday for the past month Chelsea would come up with a new fact about Middle Earth. At first it was interesting, and it still kind of was, but they just didn't really care.
"No, pretty sure he wasn't sure he wasn't Master of Forests because I think I remember thinking that it was kind of funny that he wasn't." It would worry the other girls that Chelsea was speaking nonsense, but she did that all the time so it would actually worry them more if she wasn't.
"I think the Valar sound a lot like the Greek and Roman Gods and Goddesses," Michelle said, vaguely waving her arm as if proving a point.
"I'm sure that's what Tolkien fashioned them after," Chelsea said, with more vague arm waving.
"So...Tolkien sort of created another mythology?" Yun half asked, half stated. Chelsea nodded and stared off into the trees.
"How does one person accomplish that in their lifetime?" Sarah wonderingly asked.
The rest shrugged. "Determined?" Michelle suggested. "Maybe even a little bit crazy?"
"But a genius," Chelsea replied, smiling.
"Hey Chelsea! Maybe you will be a great writer!" Sarah said in mock- realization. "All those traits apply to you; except, of course, the determined and the genius part." It was then that Sarah found out just how much it hurts when someone jumps directly on top of you.
Later that night, Sung sat with the girls, as usual, as they tried to fall asleep. Chelsea kept digging through the back pack, hoping to find more batteries. The truth was, they'd been using the CD player so often that they were running out. They probably only had a couple of months worth left at most. Sarah was translating the Harry Potter books into English so that she could read them (which, ironically, was making her learn Elvish faster), Michelle was dizzyingly trying to count how many trees she could spot, and Yun was actually trying to fall asleep.
"Did you know that its October," Michelle said finally.
"Yes, genius," Chelsea said sarcastically, "so glad you could figure that out."
"No, I mean, we've missed our first month of High School..." Everyone looked up and at each other. She was right, they were missing school! They were missing school!
"Do you think time is still going?" Yun asked.
"Why wouldn't it be?" Sarah answered and put down the book. "We're going through time here."
"Four girls just disappearing in thin air..." Michelle wondered to herself.
"No, no. Eleven. I'm sure the others are somewhere else, too," Chelsea said.
The girls sighed. They had been looking forward to getting the hell away from Middle School and into High School for the past three years, and now they were missing it!
"It'll be alright," Yun assured. "We'll get back...somehow."
On with the show!
Disclaimer: I own myself and the characters you don't recognize that are not from Earth. Get it, got it, good.
Chapter 10: "Do Elves Get PMS?"
For the next few months the girls focused on two things; communicating and fighting. Though they were mostly failing at the second, they seemed to be getting better at the first. Now they could mostly understand Sung whenever she was yelling at them.
"Do Elves get PMS?" asked Michelle as they trained in archery one fine morning (or it could have been afternoon, the girls had lost track of time a couple of months ago).
"If they do, I think Sung might have it constantly," grumbled Chelsea.
If there was one thing they had learned the past few months it was this; just because one is in Middle Earth does not mean that one does not get their period. Add in many objects (such as arrows) that could do serious bodily harm and you've got a problem.
"I think I'm getting good at this!" Sarah said, smiling, as she hit the target (of course, she hit the outer part, but she still hit it).
Chelsea muttered some well chosen curse words under her breath and kept shooting. This time, she too hit the target. Yun snorted. "Forget the Elves at Helms Deep, why not just get a bunch of pissed off PMSing women?"
"Because some of them would be the wives and daughters of those fighting," Michelle said playfully. The girls laughed, then noticed Sung was giving them an odd look and got back to shooting.
Sung shook her head. As long as the girls were practicing, it was alright. She was glad that at least the girls were beginning to understand her and she them. The girls had taught her a few phrases in their own language, much to her enjoyment. They were mostly things she could yell at them in anger.
"Girls!" she called. The girls looked up at her and blinked. "Time to come and eat a bit." The four down their things and sat by Sung next to one of the numerous trees that made up Lothlorien.
"Did you know that Lorien was one of the Valar?" Chelsea said as she as she ate a fruit. "I think he was Master of Dreams, but I can't quite remember..."
"Sure he wasn't Lord of the Trees or something?" Yun grumbled. Everyday for the past month Chelsea would come up with a new fact about Middle Earth. At first it was interesting, and it still kind of was, but they just didn't really care.
"No, pretty sure he wasn't sure he wasn't Master of Forests because I think I remember thinking that it was kind of funny that he wasn't." It would worry the other girls that Chelsea was speaking nonsense, but she did that all the time so it would actually worry them more if she wasn't.
"I think the Valar sound a lot like the Greek and Roman Gods and Goddesses," Michelle said, vaguely waving her arm as if proving a point.
"I'm sure that's what Tolkien fashioned them after," Chelsea said, with more vague arm waving.
"So...Tolkien sort of created another mythology?" Yun half asked, half stated. Chelsea nodded and stared off into the trees.
"How does one person accomplish that in their lifetime?" Sarah wonderingly asked.
The rest shrugged. "Determined?" Michelle suggested. "Maybe even a little bit crazy?"
"But a genius," Chelsea replied, smiling.
"Hey Chelsea! Maybe you will be a great writer!" Sarah said in mock- realization. "All those traits apply to you; except, of course, the determined and the genius part." It was then that Sarah found out just how much it hurts when someone jumps directly on top of you.
Later that night, Sung sat with the girls, as usual, as they tried to fall asleep. Chelsea kept digging through the back pack, hoping to find more batteries. The truth was, they'd been using the CD player so often that they were running out. They probably only had a couple of months worth left at most. Sarah was translating the Harry Potter books into English so that she could read them (which, ironically, was making her learn Elvish faster), Michelle was dizzyingly trying to count how many trees she could spot, and Yun was actually trying to fall asleep.
"Did you know that its October," Michelle said finally.
"Yes, genius," Chelsea said sarcastically, "so glad you could figure that out."
"No, I mean, we've missed our first month of High School..." Everyone looked up and at each other. She was right, they were missing school! They were missing school!
"Do you think time is still going?" Yun asked.
"Why wouldn't it be?" Sarah answered and put down the book. "We're going through time here."
"Four girls just disappearing in thin air..." Michelle wondered to herself.
"No, no. Eleven. I'm sure the others are somewhere else, too," Chelsea said.
The girls sighed. They had been looking forward to getting the hell away from Middle School and into High School for the past three years, and now they were missing it!
"It'll be alright," Yun assured. "We'll get back...somehow."