A/N: Ok, Ok, you may kill me for not updating . . .
*rocks get thrown . . . hard*
OW! OK I DIDN'T MEAN IT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!!! *throwing ceases* Phew . . . But this is kinda a short chapter . . . *people charge* SORRY SORRY!
Just read the chapter . . . *sweatdrop*
Chapter 4:
Whyn and Daron reached Whyn's house and deposited the two buckets of water on the porch, as Whyn rushed inside to look for her father, Daron following close behind.
"Papa?" she called out, looking from room to room. Theohir came out of her room to see what her older sister was doing.
"Papa's not here," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Well where is he?" Whyn demanded. Daron looked from one girl to the next with amusement.
"I don't know." Theohir smiled deviously.
"You little orc! You know perfectly well where he is!" Whyn lunged at her sister, as Theohir shrieked and ran down the hall. "Come back here!"
It turned into a chaotic scene; Whyn chased Theohir, Daron observing, trying not to laugh, before Whyn yelled at him, "HELP ME!" Daron immediately stoped snickering and tried to catch a still screaming Theohir in his arms, which resulted in him losing balance and falling to the ground. Whyn grabbed a pillow and threw it as hard as she could at Theohir, who ducked. Daron, trying to get up, yelped and fell to the floor again as the pillow soared over his head. It ripped open and feathers flew everywhere, as Whyn tried tackling Theohir to the ground. At that moment, Eohir opened the door and stepped in.
All noise and movement ceased as he studied the scene: his eldest daughter pinning his younger daughter to the ground, Whyn's friend Daron on the floor covering his head in his hands, a table overturned, and feathers everywhere. He blinked several times.
"Papa!" Whyn exclaimed, getting off of her sister and rushing up to him. "Papa, do you know who those strangers were?" She hoped she could get off the subject of the ruined room for the time being.
Eohir suddenly looked thoughtful. "Well, I'm not really sure . . . But people are saying that it is the wizard Gandalf the Grey with a Ranger from the North, an Elf, and a Dwarf."
Both Whyn and Daron, who just joined them, blinked as their eyes grew wider.
"But- is it true?" Whyn asked breathlessly.
"It just may be. And I heard that the Ranger is the true king of Gondor."
At this Whyn and Daron let their jaws drop. Whyn thought back to the man that had smiled at her. Was that possibly . . . ? No, it couldn't be . . .
"Papa, could it really? Could it possibly be?"
Eohir frowned and opened his mouth, about to say something, when a yell permeated the silence.
A/N: I know, I know, I'm evil . . . SORRRRRYYYYYYY! Hehe. But at least I updated . . . Well I have been so stressed out lately, (stupid high school), so sorry again if I don't update my stories for a while. Chao!
*rocks get thrown . . . hard*
OW! OK I DIDN'T MEAN IT! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!!! *throwing ceases* Phew . . . But this is kinda a short chapter . . . *people charge* SORRY SORRY!
Just read the chapter . . . *sweatdrop*
Chapter 4:
Whyn and Daron reached Whyn's house and deposited the two buckets of water on the porch, as Whyn rushed inside to look for her father, Daron following close behind.
"Papa?" she called out, looking from room to room. Theohir came out of her room to see what her older sister was doing.
"Papa's not here," she stated matter-of-factly.
"Well where is he?" Whyn demanded. Daron looked from one girl to the next with amusement.
"I don't know." Theohir smiled deviously.
"You little orc! You know perfectly well where he is!" Whyn lunged at her sister, as Theohir shrieked and ran down the hall. "Come back here!"
It turned into a chaotic scene; Whyn chased Theohir, Daron observing, trying not to laugh, before Whyn yelled at him, "HELP ME!" Daron immediately stoped snickering and tried to catch a still screaming Theohir in his arms, which resulted in him losing balance and falling to the ground. Whyn grabbed a pillow and threw it as hard as she could at Theohir, who ducked. Daron, trying to get up, yelped and fell to the floor again as the pillow soared over his head. It ripped open and feathers flew everywhere, as Whyn tried tackling Theohir to the ground. At that moment, Eohir opened the door and stepped in.
All noise and movement ceased as he studied the scene: his eldest daughter pinning his younger daughter to the ground, Whyn's friend Daron on the floor covering his head in his hands, a table overturned, and feathers everywhere. He blinked several times.
"Papa!" Whyn exclaimed, getting off of her sister and rushing up to him. "Papa, do you know who those strangers were?" She hoped she could get off the subject of the ruined room for the time being.
Eohir suddenly looked thoughtful. "Well, I'm not really sure . . . But people are saying that it is the wizard Gandalf the Grey with a Ranger from the North, an Elf, and a Dwarf."
Both Whyn and Daron, who just joined them, blinked as their eyes grew wider.
"But- is it true?" Whyn asked breathlessly.
"It just may be. And I heard that the Ranger is the true king of Gondor."
At this Whyn and Daron let their jaws drop. Whyn thought back to the man that had smiled at her. Was that possibly . . . ? No, it couldn't be . . .
"Papa, could it really? Could it possibly be?"
Eohir frowned and opened his mouth, about to say something, when a yell permeated the silence.
A/N: I know, I know, I'm evil . . . SORRRRRYYYYYYY! Hehe. But at least I updated . . . Well I have been so stressed out lately, (stupid high school), so sorry again if I don't update my stories for a while. Chao!