ANYway, i thought to add a bit on randomness to my life, I ought to write a story. A humor, Lotr and Star Wars story. So, here it is. It's between YJK and NJO, and I picked out the relationships i like best. J/TK, J/Z, A/T, and H/L
Diclaimer: own nothing. 'cept my pants. warning: My writing is really bad second warning: I'm going to try to use the Star wars characters in character, but the Lord of the Rings ones will be all over the place. Humourous, some from the Bagenders series.. watch for randomness.
CHAPTER ONE: Damn bucket...
All was at peace. The Millenium Falcon slipped through space quietly and with ease. Everyone except Chewbacca was asleep, taking advantage of the long trip to catch up on extra sleep their busy lives did not allow for. Chewie monitored the ship's systems, but after two hours of everything working fine, he fell asleep, leaning back in his oversized co-pilot's chair. That's when the fun began. With a screech of metal and a sudden jolt, the ship slammed back into regular space, falling out of lightspeed. The Wookiee slammed to the floor when the ship jolted, and was almost instantly back up and running checks, rubbing his tailbone. In the captain's quarters, Han Solo fell out of his cozy bunk with a thump, ending up on the floor in a tangle of blankets, pillows and Leia. In the ship's lounge, the subtle combined snoring of Zekk (curled around Jaina) and Lowbacca (stretched out on a bench) was suddenly replaced with thumps and a girlish squeal from Zekk. Down the hall, a clang was followed by a familiar exclamation.
"We're doomed!" C3PO picked himself off the floor of the hold and helped up his fellow droid, R2D2, who was on his back, flailing his wheel-treads vainly. The droids had been standing in shutdown mode, awaiting the ship's arrival onto Coruscant, where the Solo family (and friends) were to be taking a short vacation. Behind Threepio, a brown-haired head poked out of the Rock Dragon's doorway.
"What's going on? We can't already be there.. It's only been six hours.." Jacen Solo looked ruffled, as if banthas had traversed his hair and clothing in a rampage. He and Tenel Ka had been sleeping in the Hapan ship, as the Falcon's lounge was full. He had fallen off his couch when the ship jolted, but Tenel Ka, with her crazy reflexes, had 'caught' him on the way down, which only ended with her laying beneath him. Jacen had cordially picked himself up, made sure she was alright, ("Of course I am uninjured. It would take more than such a fall to damage me. There is no need to be concerned") and made his way to the door to find out the cause of the jolt.
"Not sure, Master Jacen, but I wouldn't doubt that there is again something wrong with this overgrown bucket!" Jacen grinned. Threepio will probably never trust his father's ship. Jacen didn't blame him.
Back in the lounge, Lowie, Jaina and Zekk had picked themselves up and joined the elder Solos in the cockpit. Han was checking systems frantically, mumbling to himself and to Chewie, who growled back answers to Han's queries. Jaina, trying not to interrupt her father's concentration, glanced at her mother, who was very used to these situations. Leia tried not to snicker, and mouthed 'Hyperdrive' to her daughter, who grinned and nodded. At that moment Jacen bounded into the now-crowded cockpit with Anakin and Tahri in tow. The droids knew better that to come in while Han was fixing problems, as he was apt to throwing hydrospanners.
"What's up? we can't be there already?" Anakin asked, with a grin, which quickly faded as his father turned from the computers.
"Well, we're stuck here. The hyperdrive's quit on us. (Both Jaina and Leia tried not to smile) The boards here say the wiring is slagged, also the cooling system's fried to hell. There's no way to move her past sublight, and I took all the extra parts out of the hold so you could bring the Dragon to be repaired on Coruscant." Han was sweating now, and ran his hand through his stuck-up hair.
"Can anything from the Rock Dragon be used to fix the problems?" Luke said as he walked in from the second crew cabin. (It was starting become crowded to the point of suffocation)
"No, the parts from a Hapan ship are too small to use on a freighter, they make 'em too delicate. Our best bet is to take her down to the only planet in range. The only thing is, I don't know which planet it is. It's an M class, but no idea if they'll have parts or anything." Han shooed everyone out of the cramped space, except for Jaina and Chewie, who strapped down and set themselves to bringing the wounded Falcon to the blue-green sphere on their viewscreens.
The Fellowship, not far out of Rivendell, were resting on a hilltop. Well, we say resting, but in fact they were fighting. Again.
"So, the gap of Rohan is watched. Can't we just go through quietly? He can't possibly be watching it ALL the time.." Boromir was not letting go of this very easily.
"I keep telling you, we must take the mountain pass. As the wizard here, I beleive that you all should just shut up and take my instructions!" Gandalf, on the other hand, was getting a little too excited about this argument, but this most likely had something to do with the fact that he had been taking big swigs of a hip flask, and was beginning to sway a little when he made big hand gestures. Aragorn was sitting with the fighters, quietly waiting for his opinion to matter. The hobbits were sleeping, taking advantage of another long-winded fight to catch up on missed sleep. Gimli was nowhere to be seen, but it was suspected he was braiding more of his nose hair. Legolas refused to take any part of the arguments of the Wizard and men, and sat on a rock, looking serene as he contemplated nature.
Out of nowhere, and making everyone jump, was a huge shadow in the sky, accompanied by bangs and flashes of light. Gandalf brought his staff up at once, and with minimal swaying, shot beams of fire at the shadow. He mostly missed, but a few choice shots hit the threat. Within a minute, the shape was now shaking and making more pronounced noises as it attempted to settle on the ground 100 feet from the group. With one last BANG! it fell the last meter or so, and landed with a crunch.
"What new devilry is this?" Boromir said, sounding awed and as though he had just soiled his manly leggings. With a WHOOSH the door of the ship (it could only be so, as it didn't seem alive) opened to reveal a furry being and several humans, all pointing weapons at the fellowship. The hairy one roared a challenge to the group, and Legolas stooped looking serene, as he had fainted.