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"Mr. Nibbles, this is our choice. What do we do now?" Frodo asked.

Nibbles read over the paper and handed it to Spitzy. Nibbles pressed another button under his desk and a door with the letters "2004" written on it popped up behind them. Spitzy tucked the paper under his wing and flew over to the door. Nibbles motioned for the Fellowship to follow Spitzy into the door. Cautiously, the Fellowship filed in. After they had departed, Nibbles sat back in his chair and chuckled darkly to himself.

"Those poor, poor people. They're completely oblivious of their fate," Nibbles shook his head seriously and suddenly perked up. "Oh well. I've got me some carrot juice!" And he began to gulp down his beloved carrot juice.

Chapter: Pizza, Storms, Butt-Kickin' Grannies...What more do you want in a chapter?

Laura's House, Thursday night around 7:00 p.m.

Hours after Laura and Abby had cleaned up their mess they sat down in front of the television and starred it without much interest. Laura's mother, being the awesome mother she was, ordered the girls two Hot and Ready's from Little Caesars and two bags of that crazy bread stuff. (A/N: You know, the bread sticks with the cheese on 'em? I LOVE that stuff! :P drools) Their faces lit up immediately as they raced each other to the table to swap a few slices of pizza. Laura's mother mearly shook her head and chuckled. As Laura and Abby plopped back down on the couch the phone rang.

"I'll get it," Laura's mother said and answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Awww! Owowowow! When they say 'hot and ready', they mean it!" Laura laughed and fanned her scalding tounge.

"You're a regular ol' genius, my friend," Abby laughed and rolled her eyes. The girls laughed and continued eating their pizza, after it had cooled a bit of course. Soon afterwards Laura's mother came back into the room and gathered some things, such as her purse and a few folders she had brought home from work. Laura watched with interest and curiousity as her mother began to speak.

"Laura," her mother began. "something has come up. I just got a call from my boss at work and an emergency meeting has been called that I have to attend, or I could lose my job." Laura looked somewhat shocked and her curiousity increased, as well as Abby's.

"What's going on, mom?" Laura asked, Abby nodded and added, "Yeah?"

The woman stopped collecting her things and sat down on the coffee table across from the girls.

"Okay girls, listen. My field of work is very complicated. I, uh, really can't tell you what exactly I'm doing..." Her mother said and was interrupted by Laura.

"Why?" Laura asked.

"Because." she replied.

"Why?" Abby asked.

"Just because." she replied again and opened her mouth to continue speaking, but guess what?

"Why?" The girls asked together.

"Because it's against the rules!" she replied and clamped a hand over their mouths to prevent furhter interruptions. The girls soon got the message and shut their yaps, but Laura's mother didn't remove her hands from their mouths.

"The bad news is that I have to leave for a business trip tonight. And the cherry to top it off is, I'm going to be gone until Monday night." she said and the girls let out a muffled 'MUTT?!!' (A/N: that would be 'what') Laura's mom let her hands fall away from their mouths and folded on her lap. Laura and Abby's jaws dropped as they stared at her, then to each other, then back to her. But what her mother said next made their jaws nearly hit the floor.

"I'll have to get you a baby sitter Laura, and Abby, I'm afraid that you'll have to go home," she said. Both of the girls jumped up and protested loudly. Laura's mother held up her hands to defend herself from the onslaught. She tried to sooth the girls and quiet them down, but you could consider it useless. Laura and Abby were basically like wind up toys. Once they were all wound up, they wouldn't stop until the windy key thingy on their backs reached the end of....ahh....spinning. Not the best way to describe it, but just go with it. After a few minutes the girls had stopped and waited to hear what Laura's mother had to say. Hopefully she would reconsider.

"Laura, dear. I'm sorry. You're fourteen, you can't be on your own for a whole weekend, give or take a few days," Laura's mother said. "Seriously Laura, be reasonable." No way. Not gonna happen.

"What? You don't trust me? No faith in me?" Laura asked, somewhat hurt.

"No Laura, that's not it," her mother replied.

"Is it because of what happened last time you left me by myself?" Laura asked. "Okay, so maybe I did lock myself out of the house and have to break in last time, and maybe I did forget about that pot of ramen noodles I was cooking and had to call the fire department. But I tell you that I certainly did not throw that stick at the neighbor's head on purpose."

Abby lifted both her eyebrows and slooowly scooted away from the apparently accident prone teen.

"I was throwing the stick back to their dogs and it's not my fault that guy's head is so freakishly large." she continued. Her mother smiled.

"I didn't say that it's because of those 'unfortunate events', it's just," she paused, searching for the correct words for this delicate situation. "I just really don't want you to be on your own. Especially with a friend over. You might get out of hand." Now it was Abby's turn to look hurt and give her testimony.

"Moi? I am no 'friend', mom. I," Abby paused and beamed proudly before continuing. "am Abby!" (A/N: No, I didn't make a mistake. My friends actually call my mom 'MOM'...they call me 'Mom' sometimes too. That's kinda scary.)

"That's exactly what I mean," Laura's mother said flatly. Abby's jaw dropped and she crossed her arms over her chest with a 'humph', all whilst grinning like a crazed clown, because it was the truth. They probably would get into some form of trouble.

"Please mommy?" Laura asked. "Abby and I will behave."

"But would her dad let her?" Laura's mother asked. Abby snatched the phone off it's charger and ran off with a big grin.

"Gimme a sec." she called. And in a 'sec' she was back. "It's okay with him."

"For the whole weekend?" her mother asked again, beginning to give in, but still unsure. She looked at the clock. She really had to get going, or Mr. Nibspit would have her head!

"Well, for tonight at least. But I'm sure I can work something out for weekend arrangements. If not, Laura can come over to my house for the weekend." Abby replied giddily as Laura's mother rushed about the house, grabbing her coat and overnight bag.

"Okay, okay, okay! But I have to get going. Be good. You have my cell phone number, call me if anything goes wrong, I love you all, goodbye!" and she was out the door. The girls ran to the window and watched her drive out of the driveway and down the street. After a few moments had passed, rain began to fall from the sky, a soft rumble of thunder could be heard in the distance. They impassively watched the people on the street outside trying to escape the rain.

"Who did you call this time?" Laura asked in a monotone, watchig an old lady wildly wacking a man who had just tried to mug her.

"Time and Temperature," Abby replied in the same tone of voice. Now the old lady jumped on the man's back and a sickening pop and crrrack came from his back. The man cried out in agony and tried to crawl away. "A storm's suppose to be coming later tonight, ya know." she added.

"Really?" Laura said as the old grannie gave the man one last kick where it counts most and walked away. Moments later, after the street was vacant, she turned to Abby. "What should we do now?"

"Party?" Abby asked hopefully. Laura shot her a glare.

"Okay, okay. Fine, party pooper," Abby said glumly, but soon came up with another idea.

"Pizza?"

Laura's eyes lit up and she squealed. Both girls grabbed a box of pizza from the table and dove onto the couch.

"PIZZA!!!" they cried and prepared to devour the pizza when suddenly the house began to shake slightly. The girls sat up on the couch and looked around nervously. Some knick knacks on top of the t.v. began to make their way towards the edge and started to fall off. Laura jumped up, caught the knick knacks just as they began to fall, and placed them on the coffee table. Abby got up as well and looked around. The lights began to flicker and all sorts of eeire sounds reached their ears, and suddenly strong winds blew through-out the house. Their poor hearts raced wildly.

"A tornado?" Laura shouted to Abby as the shaking became more furious and the winds whipped around them harshly. Laura squeaked in fear.

"It has to be!" Abby replied and dodged a falling picture frame. "We gotta get to the basement! But grab some water bottles and flash lights first!"

They struggled to get to the kitchen, but as they were passing through the dinning room something caught Laura's eye. She back tracked to the doorway to the entry room and stared at the computer. There appeared to be some sort of vortext errupting from the screen. It was black with spiraling streaks of blue, and it looked as though stars twirled around in it. It appeared that the source of the wind and everything was coming from the vortex in front of the computer. Laura gaped at it in awe. Abby, who had reached the kitchen, turned and looked at Laura.

'What is she staring at?' Abby thought. Then she shouted to Laura. "What are you doing, you moron! Come on! We've got to get to the basement!" Abby moved in the direction of the basement, but stopped when she noticed Laura wasn't following her. She didn't even acknowledge her when she called to her. Abby grabbed a water bottle, took the cap off, and tossed some water at Laura. Unfortunately, the wind caught the water and spit it back at her. Abby sputtered and wiped off her face.

"Abby," Laura called out. "Come look at this! I think this is where the storm's coming from!" Abby curiously walked over to Laura and stood beside Laura, gawking at the vortex.

"What the hel...ahh!" Abby was cut off as she was assalted by a stuffed duck that was shot out from the depths of the vortex. The duck quacked and flapped it's wings wildly and tried to get away from her. "Get off of me!" Abby screamed.

Abby had gotten the stuffed duck off of her and stared at the center of Laura's entry room. Confusion had graced Abby and Laura, as well as the nine strangers that were now standing in the middle of Laura's house. Without warning, the duck flew back into the vortex and was swallowed up. To everyone's relief, the winds and shaking had come to a stop. Laura and Abby stared at the men standing in the room. They stared back. The two groups stared at each other for a few moments before Laura spoke up.

"Well! Now that that's over, would you mind telling us WHY THE HECK YOU'RE IN MY HOUSE?!?!!" Laura shouted. Abby nodded.

"Ya, and what was up with all of that feaky winds and shaking and stuff?" Abby added.

An old man with a lond grey beard, pointy hat, sick looking wooden stick, and a hideously large nose walked forward and held up a hand in a defensive manner.

"Fear not. We will not cause you any harm," he said kindly.

"Yet," Abby whispered to Laura. Laura eyed the rest of the men behind him. There was a tall, ragged looking man with dark hair strewn across his face. Another man who looked basically the same, but his hair was lighter and he looked a bit more clean and dignified. Then there was a tall man who had long blonde hair, partly pulled back. The pointed ears did certainly not go unnoticed. There were also five other men that were much smaller than the rest. But one of them was slightly taller than the other four and very bulky. Suddenly realization dawned on Laura's face. She snapped her face towards Abby, pulled her off the the side, and whispered in her ear urgently.

"Oh my gosh, Abby! Do you know who they are?" Laura asked excitedly. Abby pulled away a bit and looked at the strangers in her friend's entry room. Her eyes lit up and she turned back to Laura.

"They're from the Lord or the Rings!" Abby replied and then squealed. "And look! There's Legolas!" Legolas looked up at the mention of his name and stared at the girls curiously.

Laura groaned inwardly and tugged on Abby's chocolate colored hair, recieving a yelp of protest in return.

"Maul him and I'll break you," Laura hissed. "Let's find out why they're hear. Contain yourself Abigail."

"Same to you too,Allaura," Abby replied slyly. "I've seen you dancing with your poster before we killed it yesterday." Laura blushed.

"I've never done that!" Laura insisted.

"Oh hoho, yes you have," Abby assured.

"Have not!"

"Have too!"

"Have not!"

"Have too!"

"Have NOT!"

"Have TOO!"

"HAVE NO-"

"Excuse me ladies!" A male voice broke into the conversation. Both the girls turned to see that Aragorn was talking to them. They put on their most innocent faces and asked at the same time, "Yes?"

He cleared his throat before continuing.

"My name is Aragorn. We mean you no harm. It turns out that we are going to be stranded in your world for three days. We do not know where we are. Can you help us?" Aragorn asked politely.

"Uh," Laura couldn't really think straight. What the heck was going on? Why was the Fellowship in her house? And what the heck was up with that freaky storm? She stared at the floor, trying to comprehend all this, but apparently she had been staring at the floor for a while, because she found herself being dragged back to reality by two hands resting on her shoulders, shaking her slightly. Her head snapped up and found her face inches away from Aragorn's. She yelped in surprise and flung her hands up in front of her face, accidentally hitting Aragorn's nose. In result, he quickly released her shoulders and grasped his nose. The rest of the Fellowshilp tensed immediately and were unsure if the women were a threat of not. They were just young women, what harm could they do?...besides clonking Aragorn in the nose... Abby's eyes widened and Laura covered her mouth with her hands in shock.

"Ohmygosh!" Laura sputtered quickly. "I'm so sorry! I totally didn't mean to do that!"

"No, no," Aragorn assured and held his nose with one hand. He sounded like he was talking while plugging his nose. "The fault was mine. I did not mean to startle you." he smiled kindly at Laura.

Laura cringed as she saw a small trickle of blood running between his fingers. 'Crap,' a voice in her head said. 'this is certainly a lovely way to meet someone. Break his freakin' nose why don't ya, Laura?' She turned to the rest of the Fellowship and smiled nervously. 'I suck at playing hostess. Good thing Abby's here.'

"Hehe...I'm really sorry about this gentlemen. Please follow my friend Abby over there, and she'll take you to the living room. Aragorn, will you come with me please? I'll get you some ice and gauze pads. And I promise I won't hit you in the nose this time." Laura began to lead Aragorn off to the kitchen to get some ice when Abby stopped her.

"Laura!" she hissed. "What the heck is going on?"

"I haven't the slightest clue," she replied honestly. "Good thing my mom's away for the weekend."

Abby then left and led the Fellowship into the living room, making a light conversation with them. Laura turned to Aragorn and smiled.

"Come along, Sir Aragorn, and I'll try to get you all fixed up," Laura said kindly and escorted the ranger to her kitchen. "Lovely way to meet someone, isn't it? Getting smacked in the nose and all."

Aragorn stared at her in slight confusement at her statement, but laughed, still holding his nose.

"It certainly is not a very pleasant way to make an acquaintance, especially if you are the one being hit in the nose," Aragorn replied. Laura stared at him, somewhat in embarrasment. Aragorn laughed merrily and assured her once more that it wasn't her fault. She nodded and went to fetch his ice and gauze pads. At the rate this day was going, this was going to be quite an interesting weekend.

A/N: Wowza! This has got to be the longest thing I have ever written!!! Thank you all so much for reading and reviewing my story. You wouldn't believe how giddy and happy I get when I see ] Review Alert! I just want to thank you all again. I will be making a webpage for Nibbles and Spitzy....eventually....not right now though. I'll let you know when I have. Well, I've been updating a lot recently because I had Monday off of school for Labor Day weekend. And since this is my first year in High school, and on Tuesday's and Thurday's I have Marching Band practices and also on Tuesday I have Bible Quizzing Team practices and Youth Group and.....uuhhgg....I'm just a little busy bee. Thus, I probably will not be updating for a few days. Keep the reviews coming, if you please. ;D And give me advice, suggestions, tips, etc. THANK YOU again!!

TOODLES!!!!

Krissy119