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Soon the girls hugged and the world was sunny and bright again. The company of four walked out of the playground and began to head for the house. They walked in the cool evening and Laura suddenly spoke up and asked, "So Abby, what were you and Legolas doing behind that shed, eh?" Aragorn surpressed his laughter and Legolas blushed. Had she seen their embrace?
"Oh you know," Abby joked slyly. "That kind of stuff. A bit of this and a bit of that
Laura's jaw dropped and she began to laugh, along with Abby and Aragorn.
Chapter Thirteen: Computers...
Later that evening everyone was seated around the living room, chatting happily. Gandalf had miraculously lightened his mood and had launched into a rather enchanting monologue about his younger days. Everyone listened to him with great interest and sat on the edge of their seats. The tale is so grand and mystic that I simply cannot put it into words. cough cough there'snostory cough cough After Gandalf had finished his lovely tale and left his listeners in an air adventure, Kait squealed a request for the story of the "Hobbit". Along with everyone's eager urging and Frodo's big, pleading blue eyes and thirst to hear more of his Uncle's adventures, the wizard caved in and weaved yet another mystical story. The story was greatly appreciated and Kait was, non-the-less, absolutely blown away, for hearing the "Hobbit" practically read by Gandalf himself was amazing for her.
Finally came the time of night where Becca was forced to haul Kait out of the house as they took their leave, but made last minute plans to come by again and visit tomorrow.
Laura waved to her friends as the two walked away in the cool autumn air and down the dimly lit street. Switching off her porch light, Laura set to the slightly difficult task of shutting her front door. The door was rather stubborn and sweet talking to it, kindly asking it to shut, offering it candy...those things didn't work on the heavy door. No. With this door you had to get rough. With this door you had to use everything you had to shut it. She slammed her body against the door in attempts to force it shut, only to bounce off of it like a (1) baseball bat being forcefully swung at a basket ball. Regaining her balance before stumbling to the floor, Laura growled at the door.
"Oh okay, so that's how we're gonna play, huh? Alright then, bring it on buddy!"
Readying herself for another tackle, Laura's body tensed up like that of a cat's. Before launching herself at the door for a second time, Abby appeared from the enterance from the living room.
"Talking to the door?" Captain Obvious asked, crossing her arms across her chest and smiled smugly.
Boromir snuck up behind Laura and tapped her shoulder, recieving a rather frighGOOtened shriek in response. Walking up to the door in a cool manner he grabbed the door by the knob and shut it easily, locking it afterwards. He turned to Laura with a triumphant smile and presented the door to her. Laura's jaw dropped slightly as she gaped at the door.
"B-but...that door is always so hard to shut..." Laura stammered.
Merry snickered from the living room behind Abby.
"Honestly. I can understand getting frustrated with a door and such, but talking to it?"
Laura shot a glare towards the hobbit as if to challenge him. Like he hasn't ever gotten angry and shouted at inanimate objects? Pippin voiced her thoughts with a chuckle.
"Oh Merry, doncha remember that one day when you door was stuck and you couldn't get out of the house in time for the summer festival?"
Merry's face turned pink slightly as Pippin continued.
"I mean, you were completely going crazy, asking me to describe everything to you and you finally cracked and began to write that suicide note. You wailed that you were going to hang yourself if you didn't get any of that special pudding made by Goodwife Chianna."
By this time everyone was laughing uproarously and the other two hobbit's faces lit up as they recalled the event.
"Oh yes, I do remember that one." Sam laughed in good humor as Frodo clapped Merry on the back, laughing.
"I don't blame you, pal. Goodwife Chianna's pudding is to die for!"
"Hobbits relate to the saying 'Never cross the path of a wolf and it's prey'. Never cross the path of a hobbit and it's dinner!"
Pippin crossed his arms across his small chest in offence, though a smile played on his lips. He pointed at Gimli, the one who had made the last comment, and retorted, "Not just dinner. Every meal of the day is important. Every tastey one."
The room laughed with gusto and was eventually filled with small conversation. After several mintues the hobbits had grown excited over a particular matter and began rushing all over the house. Abby noticed Laura stop in the middle of standing up from the couch with a torn look on her face, as if conflicting with herself about something. Abby smiled when she decided to sit down and watch the hobbits race around.
"Laura, Abby, what's this thing here? It's a giant box." Merry's voice drifted through the house.
The two girls looked at each other in confusion, along with the Fellowshipers, and stood up. They found the hobbits in the entry way, the room right next the the living room. On the far side of the room was Laura's next-to-holy-in-her-eyes computer with four curious hobbits staring at it in wonder. Smiling happily Laura explained, "This is my computer!"
Squirming through the quartet Laura sat down in front of her precious and punched the power switch. The tower hummed as it started up and the monitor flicked on, revealing it's company's logo. Everyone had crowded around at this point and Abby inspected Laura's computer critically.
"You're computer sucks, you know that, right?" She commented critically. Laura flung her arms around the monitor and hugged it protectively.
"Sssh! You'll hurt it's feelings and then it won't work right. Besides, who asked for your two cents anyways?"
Abby shrugged and looked away. Aragorn gave the computer an evaluating stare and asked, "What sort of contraption is this?"
Laura and Abby took turns explaining to the Fellowship the main concept of a computer, the Internet, and the hardware. The nine nodded and jumped everytime the computer made a sound. After signing onto the Internet, Laura sat back and stared at the screen blankly. There's so much on the Internet, what on earth could she possibly show them? Finally she decided to check her e-mail and made her way to Yahoo! Mail and was greeted with 437 unread messages displayed on her screen. Abby gasped at Laura.
"Four hundred and freaking thirty-seven unread messages?"
"Most of it's just bulk," Laura muttered and opened up her inbox. She opened three letters from some of her friends, one from Becca and Kait sent on the current evening, and one letter from someone she didn't recognize. She ignored the letter from her other friend titled none and proceeded to Kait's and Becca's letters.
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From: "Kait"
To: "Laura"
Subject: Hey there, Fellowship hostess!
Laura, hey! Oh my goodness, I still cannot believe that the FELLOWSHIP of the RING is at your house! What did you do, chant some sort of spell? If you did, can I borrow it? LOL.
Thank you so much for letting me come over today and, I apologize if I seem a bit forward, but I could come over tomorrow if you need any help with anything. I'm free all weekend, in fact. Please let me know!
KAIT
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From: "Becca"
To: "Laura"
Subject: OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD! THE FELLOWSHIP! The freaking fellowship is at your house! How did that happen? Oh Laura, I am sooo coming over to your house tomorrow..er, I mean if it's okay with you, that is... Oh, btw I'm really sorry about what happened today. If it was because of me I'm really sorry. Do you forgive me? I know! I'll make it up to you by coming over tomorrow and helping you out with babysitting the Fellowship! See you later girl
BeCcA
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Laura laughed over the similarity of her friend's messages to her, but her laughter died when she examined the next letter. She cautiously opened the e-mail with a click of the mouse and began to read it and as she read her eyes widened with countless emotions.
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A/N: Bonjour mes lecteur! Hahaha. That should mean 'Hello my readers' (At least I think it should, I mean I got a 98 in FrenchI so I should hope it's about right) Anyways, I'm really really sorry about the long wait. I really need to sit down and think about the stories, and since it's summer I may actually be able to do that. Who knows, a mystery...
It's a cliffy! Oh My Gosh! So strange...
I hope all of you aren't too mad at me for the long wait.
Wow. I had this whole AN prepared and I can't remember a thing I was going to say. Strange... ANYWAYS.
You know the drill. LOVE YOU ALL!
(1) My band teacher tells us many of his funny childhood stories, but I found this one particularly funny. Mr. Lyle said that one day he took a baseball bat and hit a basketball with it, really hard. Eh he he...the result? Insert one of those "Don't try this at home, kids" thing.