AN: What to do about breakfast???

Breakfast Part I-

Laura and Abby hurried into the kitchen, promising the Fellowship that they would indeed think of something to do about breakfast. Once they were inside the kitchen Laura began to pace around frantically. Abby sat on the counter top above the dishwasher and watched with interest.

"This is horrible!" Laura lamented. "I can't remember anything from my home-ec. classes! What do we make for breakfast?"

"Cerial, poptarts, eggs, juice, doughnu-" Abby listed, counting on her fingers.

"No, no. I don't think that cerial and poptarts will do the trick. It doesn't suit them." Laura said frantically.

'This world doesn't suit them,' Abby pointed out in her mind. Abby figured that Laura was so wrapped up in her breakfast brainstorming that she could probably say something really dirty to Laura and she wouldn't even realize it. She seriously thought about it, but decided against it. It was too early in the morning. Abby took pity on Laura and tried to come up with ideas.

"Well, I've got some money back at my house." Abby announced. "But we probably can't take them out to eat breakfast though, huh?"

"No, you don't have to go get money. And we're definately NOT taking them out to eat." Laura said firmly. She couldn't even begin to imagine what they would stir up if they took the Fellowship out in public. She could think of too many things that could go wrong. She stopped pacing and leaned against the stove and played around with the knobs, listening to the stove click a few times before a fire burst up from it.

"Then what the heck do we do?" Abby questioned and pulled her legs onto the counter with her, sitting Indian style. The sky outside the window behind her was still grey but it was getting lighter.

Laura shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, what do you have?" Abby asked quizically.

Laura shrugged again, still playing with the burners. Abby sighed and thought for a moment.

"Pancakes?" Abby suggested. Laura's face lit up.

"That's a great idea! Do we have any pancake mix?" Laura asked excitedly.

"How the heck should I know?" Abby stated in confusion.

Laura ignored her comment and ripped open her shelves and searched wildly for some pancake mix, occasionally throwing a few cans and boxes onto the floor. In the midst of her frenzy she managed to nail Abby in the head with a can. After recovering from shock, Abby grabbed Laura and turned her to face her.

"It's okay! I'll just go and buy some. The supermarket's only a few blocks away." Abby said as she began to release Laura from her grasp. Suddenly Laura's face lit up and she wildly began to dance around.

"Hey, hey!" Laura said and began to climb onto her counters. "My mom always leaves a jar of cash and change and coupons and stuff up on the shelf for the bus and if I have to order food for myself."

Abby rolled her eyes, 'You couldn't think of that sooner?' she thought to herself.

Laura had successfully grabbed the jar and jumped off of the counter top.

"Great!" Abby exclaimed. "You go and buy the stuff and I stay here with Legolas and the boys."

"Okay--hey, wait a sec...why ME? Why do you get to stay and watch my house?" Laura asked suspiciously. Abby grinned.

"Because..." she grinned slyly and thought herself, 'because Legolas is here,' before voicing her opinion. "Because I'm the guest."

Laura rolled her eyes, knowing full well that she wanted to stay because Legolas was here.

"But I'm the host." Laura pointed out.

"And I'm the guest." Abby added.

"The host needs to stay and watch the house and the rest of her guests."

"Why should one of the guests go to get food for the rest of the guests?" Abby asked.

"It would be rude for the host to leave her guests."

"It would be equally rude for the host to send her guest to go on an errand."

"The host would feel guilty if she left all her guests alone in her house"

"The guest wouldn't mind"

"Because the guest wants to stay and drool over a certain blond, tres beau elf with extremely beautiful blue eyes." Laura started to space out against her will. In the living room, Legolas and his annoying super elf hearing was sitting on the couch and listened to their conversation with confusion and a small bit of fear. The other girl whom had not attempted to maul him and appeared to be safe was starting to talk about him. He grimmaced.

Abby became slightly jealous and defensive.

"Okay, there's only one way to settle this!" Abby growled loudly.

"Oh, you are goin' down, Morex!" Laura growled back and pushed up her sleeves. The Fellowship quietly rushed to the kitchen, fearing that the girls would plunge into a battle. Merry acted as the referee dude was walked over to the two girls.

"Okay you two, I want a clean fight. No snakes. Best two out of three wins. Loser has to buy the food, winner has to make it. (wait a sec...how did Merry know about this?)" Merry announced and held up his hand, signalling the girls to ready themselves.

"Let's go!" Abby growled as Merry shouted, "Fight!"

And so, Laura and Abby engaged in an extremely intense thumb wrestling match.

The Fellowship stared on in wonder. Laura won the first round and Abby won the next. It was now time for the third match. Who will be victorious? Abby or Laura?

A/N: ohh...intense. Ya right. I'm sorry. This is suppose to be about LOTR and I'm turning it into an original fic. I apologize for that. I really glad that some of you are actually still sticking with me. You all make me warm and fuzzy inside.

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