Hey people, my 6 year old little sister came up with the idea for this story. She is great with ideas. I decided this idea was too good to pass, therefore I helped her get it in writing. She told me and I typed it. Of cause most parts I helped her, i.e. Tol Eressea, and the Italian. But the rest is a 6 year olds idea.
Lord of the Anelli
A Lord of the rings Story.
Shortly after he had left on the boat for Tol Eressea, Frodo saw the most beautiful hobbit lass. He found her in a field of flowers. He could not believe his eyes. She was Italian and as pale as a lily. Her beauty was fare more fair than Aphrodite her self. Frodo was madly in love and did not know how to express it. He shuffled his big hairy feet towards her. He went to talk but no words came. She turned and saw him. Her blue eyes fixed on his. Her long blonde crimpled hair was taken by the wind. She rose to her feet and spoke these words, "Il mio nome è Anelli, chi sono voi? Signore bello."
Frodo froze he did not understand her; he found the right words to say.
"I am sorry miss I don't understand. I am Frodo Baggins. And I speak English only."
She giggled and stepped closer to him so she could whisper in his ear. "Only the bravest of men admit that they like what they see, are you one of them?" she stepped back again. And spoke aloud, "Before I said 'My name is Anelli, what is yours? Handsome gentleman.' I said it in Italian, I am Italian. So are you going to answer my question?"
"I… I did… my name is Frodo." Frodo said his voice cracking.
"No not that question. The one I whispered." She said more quite than before.
"Oh… I umm… I I I …"
She giggled again. "You are very silly, do you remember the question?"
"Yeah, I am very brave. I saved middle earth."
"Oh, you're Frodo the ring bearer. My name means rings in Italian, did you know that? Do you like rings?" Anelli asked eagerly.
"They are beautiful." He answered.
"Thankyou," Anelli giggled. Frodo blushed as he realized that she meant herself.
"So are you, Anelli." He covered up his mistake.