You Could Have Caught Me
By:
LiL Pippin Padfoot
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, and I kind of make fun of Aragorn a bit in this chapter. I do own the name, Aracaran which means Noble Red in Quenya.
Chapter 14
Fear Factor Material
We rode up to the piles of carcasses. Ew, and gross, are two words that came to mind. Of course, Aragorn expected us to actually touch the things, and dig through them. Uh, no. I'm not very squeamish, but piles of blood, guts, and gore, and Uruk-hai, I think would gross anyone out. Plus, I knew that Merry and Pippin were safe with Treebeard.
I stood away from them as they dug.
"Why don't you help?" asked Aragorn
"I want to make sure that, that, that, that the horses are okay." I responded
It was his turn to roll his eyes at me.
My eyes scanned the field, where? Where? Ah, there it was.
"Hey, look a shiny a green leaf!" I said, and pointed to the shiny green leaf.
Aragorn ran over to it.
He began to put 2 and 2 together.
"The leaves of Lorien do not idly fall." He said.
"Two hobbits laid here. They cut their bonds, or something did, and then they ran over here."
He ran over to what was the foot of a gargantuan forest.
"Fangorn! What madness made them run into this forest, of all forests!" cried Gimli.
I had followed them with the horses.
"Nice job with the ranger skills, Aragorn, now let's go."
I hopped on the back of my horse, which I had named, Aracaran, which in elvish is noble red.
The others mounted their horses.
"Giddyup Aracaran!" I said. And we rode into Fangorn Forest.
Ya, so really short, but wait for my next chapter, Close Encounters of a Shiny Kind!