Teehee! This is the... umm... the tenth chapter! That's right! I have
decided to take it from where I left off in the last chapter.
Oh, and sorry I took so long to update. But the school holidays are over *sighs* and I am only allowed on the computer on certain days (Fridays and weekends). That, and I got sucked into Middle Earth. I came out in Mirkwood, so, as you could imagine, I was rather reluctant to leave. I may be going back there soon though, so if there are any questions you would like to ask Legolas, then let me know in your review!! I will ask him, and post a fic with his answers, as well as how the rest of the time I spent in Mirkwood panned out!
So read. Now..... Go on! Quit stalling! ................ Oh, what's that you say? I'M stalling YOU? I don't think so. Why would I stop you from reading? I mean.... oh, I get the point..... the more I write, the longer you'll be reading, and so it is actually me stalling. OK. I'm sorry. So read. Now..... Go on! Quit stalling! ................ Oh, what's that you say? I'M stalling YOU? I don't think so. Why would I.... I'm doing it again. Ok...... I'm really sorry. So read. Now.
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******** "So Samwise, you are saying that anything that Frodo wears will turn invisible?" Gandalf asked.
Sam nodded vigorously. "I believe so. I assume that since the cloak he was wearing was made of Elven thread, it took longer to change. But I think every item he puts on will vanish from sight eventually, and- AAAAAAAAHHHH!!"
Sam jerked his hand up quickly and examined it. There were two teeth marks in the back of his hand, and two in his palm. Blood trickled from them slowly. Frodo, unseen by Gandalf and Sam, waved his hand about crazily, trying to get the blood flowing back through his fingers. Without meaning to, he smacked Sam hard in the face.
"Oww! Mister Frodo! Do you have a death wish for me?!" Sam yelped, and rubbed his cheek tenderly. ********
"Not as such... sorry Sam," muttered Frodo, "but why were you holding my hand so tightly?"
Sam looked to the ground for a moment, and then lifted his head again hoping he was looking in the general direction of Frodo. "I do not wish to lose you. You're my friend Mister Frodo, my best friend."
Gandalf smiled impatiently. "Yes, you two really are the perfect example of friends, yet we have more pressing issues to discuss, such as Frodo's invisibility."
The hobbits seemed to ignore Gandalf's comment.
"Oh, my dear Sam!" Frodo grinned. "Remember when we first met?"
"Mister Frodo, that day will be in my heart forever," Sam said sincerely.
Frodo grinned again. "Don't call me that Sam." With that, he wrapped his arms around Sam and hugged him in the way that only friends can. Sam returned the hug, although he looked rather strange to Gandalf, as he appeared to be embracing mid-air. The wizard mumbled under his breath, before interrupting the hobbit's moment.
"As nice as it is Samwise, Frodo, that you are sharing this moment, there are matters of-"
The hobbits let go of each other slowly and Sam said, "Oh, Mister Frodo, I will always, forever stay by your side."
"Why, Sam, I told you not to call me that. Frodo is just fine."
"OK then Mister... uh,..... Frodo. OK," Sam laughed. Meanwhile, Gandalf was growing annoyed.
"Hobbits! We must-" but he was cut off by Frodo.
"I do hope your hand is alright Sam. I am sorry if I hurt you."
Sam shook his head and smiled, and Frodo patted his friend's shoulder.
"Samwise! Frodo! I really think-"
But by this time, the hobbits had left Gandalf's side and were strolling casually across the campsite. Gandalf followed them(or really just Sam) with his eyes for a while, until they entered their tent, and Sam disappeared from his sight.
He turned around in time to see Aragorn emerge from the forest, dripping wet. Beads of water hung delicately his beard. His feet were clad in tied up strips of leather, which appeared to be the remains of his one boot that WASN'T sitting at the bottom of the lake, and he loked to be quite angry.
As Aragorn approached, Gandalf could hear him mumbling curses under his breath. They were not very audible, but the wizard could make out something about monkeys, caterpillars and ladybirds. He was slightly confused at this, but let it slide. Aragorn strode past, arms swinging strongly, and water dripping everywhere.
"Aragorn, what is troubling you?" Gandalf asked of the man. Aragorn stopped and turned, a look of great frustration on his face.
"What is troubling me you ask? Why, I will tell you what is troubling me! Today, for the second time, I was pushed into a lake. I have lost one of my boots, and was forced to turn the remaining one into leather strip sandals. I was forced to listen to a Dwarf's incessant singing when a revenge plan backfired, and I just misplaced my pipe at the bottom of the lake I was pushed into. And it is all thanks to those useless three; Boromir, Legolas and Gimli!" he finished, and took a deep breath.
Shocked, but slightly amused, Gandalf stared at Aragorn. Aragorn sighed, and Gandalf spoke slowly.
"It seems to me that you have been burdened with bad luck. It will wear away. Perhaps it would be wise to not further your revenge plans."
The ranger grunted and turned away from Gandalf quickly. "My revenge plans are my own business, and if I wish to continue them, it would be appreciated if you did not try to stop me," he muttered, before walking to his tent and entering it grumpily.
******** That Night ********
Every member of the fellowship was seated around the campfire, except Aragorn. No one was entirely sure what he was doing, but he had been in his tent all afternoon and refused to come out, even for food. So the others all sat around the campfire, eating dinner and talking. Merry and Pippin were chatting loudly about food, while shovelling down their potatoes, totally oblivious to the fact that choking was a very likely possibility.
Sam and Frodo (still obviously invisible), were deep in conversation with Gandalf, who seemed to be filling the hobbits in on Aragorn's experiences with the lake, Gimli's singing and the loss of his boot. They appeared to be quite amused by the whole Aragorn ordeal, and were laughing happily, as they hadn't for quite some time. Sam sighed as their laughter subsided, and said to Frodo and Gandalf, "Aragorn seems to have been quite unlucky. But I have more serious things to discuss with you now. Today when we were in the forest, I felt a strange sensation. A sort of shadowy presence. When we ran, it seemed to grow further away, until I could not feel it anymore. What it was, I do not know. All I can tell is that it was horribly evil."
Thoughtfully, Gandalf spoke. "It would appear that you have felt the presence of a Nazgûl Samwise. They must have been draw to the power of the ring. If this is so, Frodo is in more danger than we originally thought." He continued on for quite some time, explaining how they must keep and even closer guard on Frodo and described in great detail the features of the Nazgûl, so that if one of them was to encounter one, they would know instantly what it was. Sam replied that they would probably be able to tell a Nazgûl apart form any other horseback riders, and that they had actually seen them before anyway. This greatly annoyed Gandalf, as he did not like explaining things for no reason, and he was silent for a great length of time.
Legolas, Gimli and Boromir sat together in silence, surveying the others uninterestedly. Legolas swirled his glass of wine rather more forcefully than was necessary and it splattered down Gimli's front. The dwarf thought nothing of it, and took a puff of his pipe. Smoke billowed about them as he exhaled, causing Legolas to cast him a look of great distaste.
"Smoking that thing will do you no wonders," he advised, but the dwarf seemed as ignorant of this comment as he had been of the wine down his front.
Boromir glanced repeatedly at the tent he shared with Aragorn, and wondered what the ranger was doing presently. Probably thinking of possible ways to cast his revenge upon them successfully, he decided after some time. Content with this decision, he sipped at his wine, and returned his gaze to the conversing fellowship, who were no more interesting than they had been five minutes ago...
******** Meanwhile, In Aragorn's Tent ********
"Monkeys, caterpillars or ladybirds?" Aragorn pondered to himself. "Ladybirds do seem rather friendly, so maybe they would not be the best choice. And caterpillars are on the small side, although they are bigger than ladybirds. But they are also very slow. And monkeys, while bigger and scarier, may pose a challenge to find in these parts, so I would not end up with many.... hmmm........." he thought.
All afternoon he had been comparing these three choices. These three ideas of revenge. He planned to create an army and over-run the fellowship with creatures that would do his bidding. It was a brilliant idea, or so he thought. But he could not seem to decide on a creature that would be big enough, smart enough or plentiful enough to make an army out of.
And so he sat, humming to himself as he listed the pros and cons of each animal. "Perhaps," he thought eventually, "I should use a different animal altogether. That could work rather well, as neither the ladybird, the caterpillar nor the monkey comes out as the ideal choice. Yes..... but what to choose... what to choose.................."
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Well, that's it for now. I will update ASAP. Oh, and with your reviews, it would be super cool if you could include a suggestion for an animal that Aragorn could use as his revenge! It can be whatever you like, even if there is no possible way that he could get hold of such a creature in Middle Earth! The sillier the better, so come on guys! :D
And..... It's review answering time again!.....
Tweek2: Wow! Long time no reviews buddy! I haven't heard from you since chapter 5! Hehehe... anyways, I hope you liked this chappie, and I'm glad that you look forward to coming home., just to see if I've updated. Always good to hear positive feedback! Thanks.
Jaylen: you know what, I real happy that your bro doesn't have a dimple in his chin, coz. ugh! It really isn't all that attractive is it? Oh, and since you are a big Sam-lover, I have decided to give him a special part in the next chapter, so you can look forward to that. And just in case you were worried, his hand is all better from when that meanie-poo Frodo bit him! Keep on reading!
Elf with a lightsaber: I see..... so you BORROWED Luke's lightsaber, and now you are evil. Well, I wont question you any further! ;) Good to hear you enjoyed my sister's stupid antics, hope you liked this chappie too!! :D Oh, and good idea for a story. I'll see if I can do, but I have a lot of other commitments at the moment. I'll have to sort through them and choose the most important ones! Oh, what fun that will be.......!
The phantom reviewer: Muahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa! Yes, perhaps I am being too hard on Aragorn, but you just wait until he gets his revenge......!!!!
Aragornsminesobackofffreak!: Thanks for all the OMGs!! Frodo stealing Gandalf's hat? I will try, coz it sounds like it could be a short one. And thanks for sharing this with your pals and your fam. Keep reading!
Moviesavvy: Yes, yes, slash... it is not good. Unless it is funny, stupid and pointless. I have given GubblebumPony a punishment for her actions, however, which you will find out if you read the next "chapter".
Keeper of insanity: God, that would be funny! Gandalf with an imaginary friend!! LOL! Keep on a-reading, and keep on a-smiling! And keep on a- keeping insanity, coz I don't think anyone else wants to!!! :P
Oh, and sorry I took so long to update. But the school holidays are over *sighs* and I am only allowed on the computer on certain days (Fridays and weekends). That, and I got sucked into Middle Earth. I came out in Mirkwood, so, as you could imagine, I was rather reluctant to leave. I may be going back there soon though, so if there are any questions you would like to ask Legolas, then let me know in your review!! I will ask him, and post a fic with his answers, as well as how the rest of the time I spent in Mirkwood panned out!
So read. Now..... Go on! Quit stalling! ................ Oh, what's that you say? I'M stalling YOU? I don't think so. Why would I stop you from reading? I mean.... oh, I get the point..... the more I write, the longer you'll be reading, and so it is actually me stalling. OK. I'm sorry. So read. Now..... Go on! Quit stalling! ................ Oh, what's that you say? I'M stalling YOU? I don't think so. Why would I.... I'm doing it again. Ok...... I'm really sorry. So read. Now.
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******** "So Samwise, you are saying that anything that Frodo wears will turn invisible?" Gandalf asked.
Sam nodded vigorously. "I believe so. I assume that since the cloak he was wearing was made of Elven thread, it took longer to change. But I think every item he puts on will vanish from sight eventually, and- AAAAAAAAHHHH!!"
Sam jerked his hand up quickly and examined it. There were two teeth marks in the back of his hand, and two in his palm. Blood trickled from them slowly. Frodo, unseen by Gandalf and Sam, waved his hand about crazily, trying to get the blood flowing back through his fingers. Without meaning to, he smacked Sam hard in the face.
"Oww! Mister Frodo! Do you have a death wish for me?!" Sam yelped, and rubbed his cheek tenderly. ********
"Not as such... sorry Sam," muttered Frodo, "but why were you holding my hand so tightly?"
Sam looked to the ground for a moment, and then lifted his head again hoping he was looking in the general direction of Frodo. "I do not wish to lose you. You're my friend Mister Frodo, my best friend."
Gandalf smiled impatiently. "Yes, you two really are the perfect example of friends, yet we have more pressing issues to discuss, such as Frodo's invisibility."
The hobbits seemed to ignore Gandalf's comment.
"Oh, my dear Sam!" Frodo grinned. "Remember when we first met?"
"Mister Frodo, that day will be in my heart forever," Sam said sincerely.
Frodo grinned again. "Don't call me that Sam." With that, he wrapped his arms around Sam and hugged him in the way that only friends can. Sam returned the hug, although he looked rather strange to Gandalf, as he appeared to be embracing mid-air. The wizard mumbled under his breath, before interrupting the hobbit's moment.
"As nice as it is Samwise, Frodo, that you are sharing this moment, there are matters of-"
The hobbits let go of each other slowly and Sam said, "Oh, Mister Frodo, I will always, forever stay by your side."
"Why, Sam, I told you not to call me that. Frodo is just fine."
"OK then Mister... uh,..... Frodo. OK," Sam laughed. Meanwhile, Gandalf was growing annoyed.
"Hobbits! We must-" but he was cut off by Frodo.
"I do hope your hand is alright Sam. I am sorry if I hurt you."
Sam shook his head and smiled, and Frodo patted his friend's shoulder.
"Samwise! Frodo! I really think-"
But by this time, the hobbits had left Gandalf's side and were strolling casually across the campsite. Gandalf followed them(or really just Sam) with his eyes for a while, until they entered their tent, and Sam disappeared from his sight.
He turned around in time to see Aragorn emerge from the forest, dripping wet. Beads of water hung delicately his beard. His feet were clad in tied up strips of leather, which appeared to be the remains of his one boot that WASN'T sitting at the bottom of the lake, and he loked to be quite angry.
As Aragorn approached, Gandalf could hear him mumbling curses under his breath. They were not very audible, but the wizard could make out something about monkeys, caterpillars and ladybirds. He was slightly confused at this, but let it slide. Aragorn strode past, arms swinging strongly, and water dripping everywhere.
"Aragorn, what is troubling you?" Gandalf asked of the man. Aragorn stopped and turned, a look of great frustration on his face.
"What is troubling me you ask? Why, I will tell you what is troubling me! Today, for the second time, I was pushed into a lake. I have lost one of my boots, and was forced to turn the remaining one into leather strip sandals. I was forced to listen to a Dwarf's incessant singing when a revenge plan backfired, and I just misplaced my pipe at the bottom of the lake I was pushed into. And it is all thanks to those useless three; Boromir, Legolas and Gimli!" he finished, and took a deep breath.
Shocked, but slightly amused, Gandalf stared at Aragorn. Aragorn sighed, and Gandalf spoke slowly.
"It seems to me that you have been burdened with bad luck. It will wear away. Perhaps it would be wise to not further your revenge plans."
The ranger grunted and turned away from Gandalf quickly. "My revenge plans are my own business, and if I wish to continue them, it would be appreciated if you did not try to stop me," he muttered, before walking to his tent and entering it grumpily.
******** That Night ********
Every member of the fellowship was seated around the campfire, except Aragorn. No one was entirely sure what he was doing, but he had been in his tent all afternoon and refused to come out, even for food. So the others all sat around the campfire, eating dinner and talking. Merry and Pippin were chatting loudly about food, while shovelling down their potatoes, totally oblivious to the fact that choking was a very likely possibility.
Sam and Frodo (still obviously invisible), were deep in conversation with Gandalf, who seemed to be filling the hobbits in on Aragorn's experiences with the lake, Gimli's singing and the loss of his boot. They appeared to be quite amused by the whole Aragorn ordeal, and were laughing happily, as they hadn't for quite some time. Sam sighed as their laughter subsided, and said to Frodo and Gandalf, "Aragorn seems to have been quite unlucky. But I have more serious things to discuss with you now. Today when we were in the forest, I felt a strange sensation. A sort of shadowy presence. When we ran, it seemed to grow further away, until I could not feel it anymore. What it was, I do not know. All I can tell is that it was horribly evil."
Thoughtfully, Gandalf spoke. "It would appear that you have felt the presence of a Nazgûl Samwise. They must have been draw to the power of the ring. If this is so, Frodo is in more danger than we originally thought." He continued on for quite some time, explaining how they must keep and even closer guard on Frodo and described in great detail the features of the Nazgûl, so that if one of them was to encounter one, they would know instantly what it was. Sam replied that they would probably be able to tell a Nazgûl apart form any other horseback riders, and that they had actually seen them before anyway. This greatly annoyed Gandalf, as he did not like explaining things for no reason, and he was silent for a great length of time.
Legolas, Gimli and Boromir sat together in silence, surveying the others uninterestedly. Legolas swirled his glass of wine rather more forcefully than was necessary and it splattered down Gimli's front. The dwarf thought nothing of it, and took a puff of his pipe. Smoke billowed about them as he exhaled, causing Legolas to cast him a look of great distaste.
"Smoking that thing will do you no wonders," he advised, but the dwarf seemed as ignorant of this comment as he had been of the wine down his front.
Boromir glanced repeatedly at the tent he shared with Aragorn, and wondered what the ranger was doing presently. Probably thinking of possible ways to cast his revenge upon them successfully, he decided after some time. Content with this decision, he sipped at his wine, and returned his gaze to the conversing fellowship, who were no more interesting than they had been five minutes ago...
******** Meanwhile, In Aragorn's Tent ********
"Monkeys, caterpillars or ladybirds?" Aragorn pondered to himself. "Ladybirds do seem rather friendly, so maybe they would not be the best choice. And caterpillars are on the small side, although they are bigger than ladybirds. But they are also very slow. And monkeys, while bigger and scarier, may pose a challenge to find in these parts, so I would not end up with many.... hmmm........." he thought.
All afternoon he had been comparing these three choices. These three ideas of revenge. He planned to create an army and over-run the fellowship with creatures that would do his bidding. It was a brilliant idea, or so he thought. But he could not seem to decide on a creature that would be big enough, smart enough or plentiful enough to make an army out of.
And so he sat, humming to himself as he listed the pros and cons of each animal. "Perhaps," he thought eventually, "I should use a different animal altogether. That could work rather well, as neither the ladybird, the caterpillar nor the monkey comes out as the ideal choice. Yes..... but what to choose... what to choose.................."
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Well, that's it for now. I will update ASAP. Oh, and with your reviews, it would be super cool if you could include a suggestion for an animal that Aragorn could use as his revenge! It can be whatever you like, even if there is no possible way that he could get hold of such a creature in Middle Earth! The sillier the better, so come on guys! :D
And..... It's review answering time again!.....
Tweek2: Wow! Long time no reviews buddy! I haven't heard from you since chapter 5! Hehehe... anyways, I hope you liked this chappie, and I'm glad that you look forward to coming home., just to see if I've updated. Always good to hear positive feedback! Thanks.
Jaylen: you know what, I real happy that your bro doesn't have a dimple in his chin, coz. ugh! It really isn't all that attractive is it? Oh, and since you are a big Sam-lover, I have decided to give him a special part in the next chapter, so you can look forward to that. And just in case you were worried, his hand is all better from when that meanie-poo Frodo bit him! Keep on reading!
Elf with a lightsaber: I see..... so you BORROWED Luke's lightsaber, and now you are evil. Well, I wont question you any further! ;) Good to hear you enjoyed my sister's stupid antics, hope you liked this chappie too!! :D Oh, and good idea for a story. I'll see if I can do, but I have a lot of other commitments at the moment. I'll have to sort through them and choose the most important ones! Oh, what fun that will be.......!
The phantom reviewer: Muahahahahahahahahaaaaaaa! Yes, perhaps I am being too hard on Aragorn, but you just wait until he gets his revenge......!!!!
Aragornsminesobackofffreak!: Thanks for all the OMGs!! Frodo stealing Gandalf's hat? I will try, coz it sounds like it could be a short one. And thanks for sharing this with your pals and your fam. Keep reading!
Moviesavvy: Yes, yes, slash... it is not good. Unless it is funny, stupid and pointless. I have given GubblebumPony a punishment for her actions, however, which you will find out if you read the next "chapter".
Keeper of insanity: God, that would be funny! Gandalf with an imaginary friend!! LOL! Keep on a-reading, and keep on a-smiling! And keep on a- keeping insanity, coz I don't think anyone else wants to!!! :P