Disclaimer: points to LOTR people I don't own them, sadly.
points to everyone else grinning they're mine.
Finally back at my house, I was just adding my finishing touches. The boys were all dressed and downstairs, watching some movie on my TV. I slipped into a pure black sleeveless dress. It was long with a nice loose skirt, easy for running after the hobbits and Jaycie. I covered my shoulders with a black shawl with at least an inch of silk fringe. It was my mothers, and embroidered with roses and vines1.
Taking advantage of my Hispanic heritage and black hair, I wrapped my hair up into a bun with a red carnation scrunchie. I wore elbow length black gloves with a black and gold link bracelet carved into flowers and vines. My necklace was a black ribbon with a red stone in the middle. After checking myself over again in the mirror I finally placed on a pair of black platform shoes. I grabbed my purse and Spanish lace fan, another thing good for hitting naughty children with.
I walked downstairs carefully. Jeremy stood up.
"Finally, took you long enough." I stuck my tongue out at him.
"I had to help you all first, of course it takes time." I said, annoyed that he was annoyed. Men are idiots. Didn't they realize that women take longer to look good then men do? Obviously not. I stalked over to the car, and was about to enter when I picked up on something.
"Where's Jaycie?" I asked. Jeremy looked in the back seat of the car.
"I thought you had him." He said. I moaned.
"No, I gave him to you remember."
"Oh yeah, and I gave him to Boromir." I looked in the back of the car. Boromir wasn't there. Then I saw the light on up in the attic. I groaned.
"How utterly cliché." I said. Jeremy snorted and we raced off towards the house again.
Hiking up the attic stairs was horrible in my dress and shoes. Oh how I loathed them. I glared when I finally reached the top and ran into Jeremy. My mouth dropped. There was Boromir, holding a gun to Jaycie's head. I would have run over there, except for at the same moment I recognized the gun, and remembered it wasn't even loaded. I then had to keep from laughing and stood silently behind Jeremy. Might as well let it play out, Jaycie wasn't in any danger, but Boromir was. Jaycie looked like he was very tempted to yank on his hair.
"Boromir, give us back Jaycie." Jeremy said steadily, holding his hands up.
"Not unless you answer to my demands." I tried not to snort. What movie had they been watching?
"Okay, what are the demands?" Jeremy asked.
"I refuse to go back to Middle Earth with the others." I refrained from hitting my hand to my forehead, how typical.
"Okay, how about this, you give us back Jaycie, an I promise that wherever I go, you go." Jeremy said. Boromir nodded. Then I walked up and grabbed my son and the gun.
"Now lookie here, ext time you want to make a big threat scene, it helps if the gun is loaded." I said, dropping the gun and kicking it away with my foot. Boromir looked angst.
"So that's why you weren't panicking." Jeremy said as we walked out. I nodded.
"Then why did you make me go through with that?"
"Curious."
"You do realize we are now late for the engagement?"
"That was the point Jeremy that was the point." I said, in typical Kat format.
A/N: Two chapters in one night. I might even type and post the last chapter tonight to. The next one is yes, finally, the last one in the story.