A/N: Hm...i was going to something...but I can't remember...um, hope you're liking the story! sorry it took a couple days to get this chapter up and written. I havent exactly been feeling humorous (LONG story lol) but I wrote this at 11:30 p.m...then I forgot some stuff so I had to lengthen it, and i ended up lengthening it by two pages, this happened at midnight...so if it's kinda weird...that's why! lol Um, please review...and please be nice :)
thanks
~TC
PS-I just remembered! Okay, the only way you will understand my story, completely, is if you've either read the books or seen the movies, becuz there is stuff that i wouldn't change, so i leave it out, and things actually happen there, so you might wanna know how it goes before reading this. Yeah, i know, a little late in the story to be saying this, but oh well.
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Gandalf was there to greet them immediately. Merry, Sam and Pippin were very happy to see him.
"I see you and Frodo picked up some extra hobbits." He said to Sam. "I expected Meriadoc and Perigrin...but who are the other two?"
"They're two very annoying hobbits!" Sam whimpered. "They were mean!" TC buried her head in her hands and shook her head.
"Then why'd they come with you?"
"Yeah, I'd kinda like to know that too." Strider put in.
"Because Merry can't keep IT in control!" Sam screamed.
Merry looked horrified. "What?!"
"Oh come on! We all know your feelings for MC!"
"It's not like that!" Merry cried, looking severely embarrassed. TC, MC, and Pippin just watched.
"This is...um...disturbing." MC whispered. TC and Pippin nodded in agreement. Suddenly, Merry got mad and punched Sam. Sam began chasing Merry all over Rivendell.
"Hi!" MC said to Gandalf.
"Hello." Gandalf replied and walked off with Strider.
"What now?" MC asked. She and TC looked at Pippin expectantly.
"We could wander..." he suggested. The girls thought that'd be okay, so that's what they did.
They talked as they wandered, of course. Unfortunately, TC could hardly concentrated on one thing at a time...and sometimes had trouble concentrating on two things. So of course, something bad was bound to happen. She was, of course, staring at Pippin, therefor, not looking where she was going. She walked right into a statue, knocking it down, causing it to shatter.
"Well...that might be bad." She commented, and took off. Pippin and MC followed.
Later that day, the hobbits were sitting, talking with each other (Sam and Merry made up). Then Frodo walked out.
"Mr. Frodo!" Sam yelled, excitedly, then ran up and hugged the other hobbit.
"Oh my gosh!" MC screamed, jumping up and down. "He's alive! He's alive!" Pippin and Merry ran over and hugged Frodo as well. Then MC ran up and did the same. Hesitantly, he hugged back. MC walked back to TC, in an oddly happy daze.
A secret meeting was held the next day. (We ALL know how that goes...)
Elrond looked at the seven standing in front of him. "Seven companions..."
"Aye! We're coming too!" Merry shouted as he, Pippin, MC and TC ran out from the pillars they were hiding behind. "You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!"
"Besides," Pippin said, when they'd reached the others, "you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing!"
"Okay...eleven compan--where'd Aragorn go?" Elrond asked, confused, "He was here just a second ago..."
"You scared him off AGAIN!" Sam yelled at TC and MC.
"I'm sure he'll be back..." Elrond said.
"Not likely." Sam pessimized.
"Anyways...back to business. You shall be known as the Fellowship Of the Ring."
"Great!" Pippin smiled. "So, where're we going?"
A couple days later, the Fellowship set off. Sam still had Bill, and he still wouldn't let TC near the pony (TC still had sore feet, as well). The others with them were the other three hobbits (of course), Aragorn, Gandalf, another man, Bormir, an elf, Legolas (who TC fancied), and a dwarf, Gimli. The latter three didn't seem to mind TC or MC too much. (This could have two causes. A-They didn't know them too well, or B-they had high tolerances. Or both).
There was, surprisingly, peace within the Fellowship. For about the first day. Then things went back to the way they were before the hobbits and Aragorn reached Rivendell.
Merry insisted on being near MC at all times, constantly questioning her. MC tried to get away from her self-appointed bodyguard, but he seemed to anticipate her every move. This was quite frightening in MC's opinion. Rather humorous to everyone else.
Sam continued wreaking revenge on TC and MC (though none of them really knew why anymore). Well, he tried to, anyways. He'd asked Frodo to lead Bill for a while, and grabbed a large stick. He intended to sneak up on MC with it, but Merry sensed it and grabbed the stick. He forced it aside, which resulted in knocking TC in the face.
"Hey!" She yelled, somewhat disgruntled. Pippin quickly turned around (and the rest of the Fellowship decided to watch) and let out some sort of war whoop, and pushed Sam backwards. This caused Sam to crash into Aragorn, and the stick flew up and hit his face.
"Poor Sam," Frodo thought, "He's got Aragorn AND Pippin after him!"
Everyone watched as Sam ran from Aragorn and Pippin (who was actually quite scary when he was mad), and, surprisingly, outran them. He ended up hiding behind Gandalf, who kindly stepped out of the way when Aragorn and Pippin reached him.
Aragorn drew his sword and swung it at Sam, stopping before he broke skin. "Don't EVER do that again!" he muttered menacingly to the trembling hobbit, then walked off.
Pippin narrowed his eyes at Sam. "I'm not through with you yet!" He said and walked back over to TC. The group continued on. Occassionally Pippin would sneak up on Sam, grabbing him by the shoulders. Sam usually jumped pretty high (for a hobbit), giving everyone a good laugh.
TC's complaints started again. "My face hurts!" She whined.
"Just ignore her!" Aragorn commanded the others.
"It really does!" TC was a bit more insistent this time. "My feet do too!"
Legolas turned to reply, but Aragorn stopped him. "Don't bother," he said "the trip to Rivendell was one big complaint from her. No matter what, she's gonna complain, so just ignore her and she might get bored of it." Aragorn hoped this last part, anyways.
"I was actually going to tell her to can it."
"Oh, okay then, carry on. It probably won't do any good."
Legolas tried anyways, but Aragorn was right...TC didn't listen.
As they were resting at a spot, Boromir was helping the hobbits with their sword skills. Aragorn watched and smoked. TC was first.
"Okay, what do I do?" TC asked.
Boromir looked at her to see if she was kidding, but she wasn't. "You take your sword out of it's sheath!"
"Okay." TC gripped her sword handle and pulled. Nothing. She pulled harder. Still nothing. She began yanking frantically at her sword but it simply would not come out of the sheath. "A little help would be nice right about now!" Pippin quickly rushed over, but he, too, was unable to unsheath the sword.
"Oh dear Lord." Boromir shook his head. "While they're doing that...can either of you get your swords out?" he asked Merry and MC. MC quickly volunteered and yanked her sword out (and due to the force it came dangerously to Merry's head. She didn't apologise, he took it as an accident, MC didn't).
MC was actually doing pretty good...until Boromir accidentally flung her sword out of her hand. The flying sword came dangerously close to Pippin and TC's faces. They looked at her like deer in headlights.
"Sorry!"
They went back to what they were doing (it actually looked quite wrong...with Pippin yanking on TC's sword that, from the side, had just the right placement...).
"Aragorn, could you help them?" Boromir asked (though it was more like a demand). Aragorn reluctantly put his pipe down and went to help the two struggling hobbits. It quickly turned into a three-person/hobbit pile up. And the sword remained stuck.
"Crebain from Dunland!" Legolas yelled. "Hide!" Everyone quickly found a place to hide. Surprisingly (or not) Merry found the same hiding place as MC.
A couple days later, the Fellowship came to a mountain (because of the Crebain, they'd had to change course) that was blizzarding. As they were climbing, Aragorn noticed there was no fighting...or complaining...in fact, the hobbits weren't saying anything at all!
"Amazing!" he thought, then looked around and discovered why the hobbits weren't annoying them. "THE HOBBITS ARE GONE!" he screamed.
"I thought it was a bit too sane..." Gandalf said.
Legolas turned and ran down a couple feet (being that he was walking ON the snow instead of through it, he was the most mobile), and looked down the mountain. Quite a way down, he saw six small objects moving extremely slowly.
"They're down the mountain!" Legolas called, and the group started moving back down. When they reached the hobbits, they saw the snow was up to their chins. Boromir, Legolas and Aragorn each grabbed two hobbits (thought it took a while to dig them out of the snow), then began back up the mountain.
TC was quite happy. Legolas was carrying her and Pippin. This didn't stop her complaining, though. "I can't believe you guys just left us down there to FREEZE!"
"TC, shut up!" Legolas said, not quite happy with the hobbits he'd gotten.
"Don't tell her to shut up!" Pippin yelled.
"Great," muttered Legolas, "I got the whiner, and the one who backs up everything the whiner says!"
"Well at least you didn't get the stalker!" Aragorn yelled. "AND the stalkee!"
MC had been yelling at Aragorn the whole time. "I can't believe you grabbed MERRY! You wanted to I bet! You wanted me to be miserable! Even SAM would have been a better choice at this point!"
"What do you mean?" Merry asked, his eyes widening.
"I mean, you SCARE me!"
"You can't possibly mean that!" Merry's lower lip started to tremble.
"Oh yes I can!"
"No!" Merry began crying. Strider groaned, knowing things could only go downhill from there.
"Haha!" Boromir laughed, "I got the cool ones!" He got hit by a snowball--thrown by TC.
"Hey! It has a use after all!" Legolas yelled, jokingly. Well, HALF jokingly. He was the next one hit by a snowball.
TC felt something cold hit the back of her head. She turned around to see MC desperately trying to keep a straight face. "Oh, you're on man!" TC screamed and grabbed some snow that soon became a snowball.
"I'm not a man!" MC yelled right before the snowball hit her face. Pippin and Merry joined in. For a few minutes, snowballs (and the occassional iceball) flew back and forth (Legolas almost lost his grip on TC and Pippin several times due to them twisting around so much to get a good shot).
Then the fateful snowball (that ended this particular fight) was thrown. Just as TC was throwing a snowball, she slipped a bit. This caused a misfire...right into Aragorn's face.
"Oh boy." TC turned back around to avoid Aragorn's glare (one that she'd become too accustomed to). He quickly shook his face off and began moving with great speed, especcially since he was moving through waist-high snow carrying two hobbits.
"S#*% TC!" Legolas yelled, and with that, to save the hobbit, he began running (he really wouldn't have minded if something happened to TC, but MC and Pippin would, and as a result, so would Merry. And if the three of them were pissed, Legolas didn't think that the rest of the Fellowship would be anything other than miserable).
"Run! Run!" TC screamed. "He's gaining on us!"
"This isn't the first mishap you've had with him, is it?"
"Um...no."
"What else have you done?"
"Can it wait til we don't have a pissed off ranger after us?" Legolas stopped. "What are you doing?" She looked behind her, but Aragorn, and everyone else, had stopped. They were all looking in one direction.
"There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas informed them.
"It's Saruman!" said Gandalf. "He's trying to bring down the mountain!"
"We must turn back!" Aragorn shouted. Just then, lightning struck the top of the mountain, causing a huge drift of snow to fall. The Fellowship was completely buried.
Legolas was the first to emerge. He brought Pippin and TC with him. Then Gimli and Gandalf surfaced, then Aragorn, with MC and Merry (Merry clung to MC as soon as was physically possible, claiming that she must be freezing, and they could create body warmth). Finally, Boromir, Sam and Frodo came up.
"BILL!" Sam screamed immediately, looking around. He saw the pony standing placidly right outside of the pile of fallen snow. "Oh thank God!"
We're going to FREEZE and DIE on this mountain!" TC pessimized as she saw everyone coated in white.
"Gandalf," Gimli shouted, "if we can't go over the mountain, we can go UNDER it..."
"Through the Mines of Moria." Gandalf finished. "Let the Ringbearer decide."
"We shall go through the mines of Moria."
pessimized: VERB- To speak or think negatively; pessimistically. Since it's not a REAL word, and i seem to use it a lot there's the little definition that I came up with for it!
thanks
~TC
PS-I just remembered! Okay, the only way you will understand my story, completely, is if you've either read the books or seen the movies, becuz there is stuff that i wouldn't change, so i leave it out, and things actually happen there, so you might wanna know how it goes before reading this. Yeah, i know, a little late in the story to be saying this, but oh well.
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Gandalf was there to greet them immediately. Merry, Sam and Pippin were very happy to see him.
"I see you and Frodo picked up some extra hobbits." He said to Sam. "I expected Meriadoc and Perigrin...but who are the other two?"
"They're two very annoying hobbits!" Sam whimpered. "They were mean!" TC buried her head in her hands and shook her head.
"Then why'd they come with you?"
"Yeah, I'd kinda like to know that too." Strider put in.
"Because Merry can't keep IT in control!" Sam screamed.
Merry looked horrified. "What?!"
"Oh come on! We all know your feelings for MC!"
"It's not like that!" Merry cried, looking severely embarrassed. TC, MC, and Pippin just watched.
"This is...um...disturbing." MC whispered. TC and Pippin nodded in agreement. Suddenly, Merry got mad and punched Sam. Sam began chasing Merry all over Rivendell.
"Hi!" MC said to Gandalf.
"Hello." Gandalf replied and walked off with Strider.
"What now?" MC asked. She and TC looked at Pippin expectantly.
"We could wander..." he suggested. The girls thought that'd be okay, so that's what they did.
They talked as they wandered, of course. Unfortunately, TC could hardly concentrated on one thing at a time...and sometimes had trouble concentrating on two things. So of course, something bad was bound to happen. She was, of course, staring at Pippin, therefor, not looking where she was going. She walked right into a statue, knocking it down, causing it to shatter.
"Well...that might be bad." She commented, and took off. Pippin and MC followed.
Later that day, the hobbits were sitting, talking with each other (Sam and Merry made up). Then Frodo walked out.
"Mr. Frodo!" Sam yelled, excitedly, then ran up and hugged the other hobbit.
"Oh my gosh!" MC screamed, jumping up and down. "He's alive! He's alive!" Pippin and Merry ran over and hugged Frodo as well. Then MC ran up and did the same. Hesitantly, he hugged back. MC walked back to TC, in an oddly happy daze.
A secret meeting was held the next day. (We ALL know how that goes...)
Elrond looked at the seven standing in front of him. "Seven companions..."
"Aye! We're coming too!" Merry shouted as he, Pippin, MC and TC ran out from the pillars they were hiding behind. "You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!"
"Besides," Pippin said, when they'd reached the others, "you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission. Quest. Thing!"
"Okay...eleven compan--where'd Aragorn go?" Elrond asked, confused, "He was here just a second ago..."
"You scared him off AGAIN!" Sam yelled at TC and MC.
"I'm sure he'll be back..." Elrond said.
"Not likely." Sam pessimized.
"Anyways...back to business. You shall be known as the Fellowship Of the Ring."
"Great!" Pippin smiled. "So, where're we going?"
A couple days later, the Fellowship set off. Sam still had Bill, and he still wouldn't let TC near the pony (TC still had sore feet, as well). The others with them were the other three hobbits (of course), Aragorn, Gandalf, another man, Bormir, an elf, Legolas (who TC fancied), and a dwarf, Gimli. The latter three didn't seem to mind TC or MC too much. (This could have two causes. A-They didn't know them too well, or B-they had high tolerances. Or both).
There was, surprisingly, peace within the Fellowship. For about the first day. Then things went back to the way they were before the hobbits and Aragorn reached Rivendell.
Merry insisted on being near MC at all times, constantly questioning her. MC tried to get away from her self-appointed bodyguard, but he seemed to anticipate her every move. This was quite frightening in MC's opinion. Rather humorous to everyone else.
Sam continued wreaking revenge on TC and MC (though none of them really knew why anymore). Well, he tried to, anyways. He'd asked Frodo to lead Bill for a while, and grabbed a large stick. He intended to sneak up on MC with it, but Merry sensed it and grabbed the stick. He forced it aside, which resulted in knocking TC in the face.
"Hey!" She yelled, somewhat disgruntled. Pippin quickly turned around (and the rest of the Fellowship decided to watch) and let out some sort of war whoop, and pushed Sam backwards. This caused Sam to crash into Aragorn, and the stick flew up and hit his face.
"Poor Sam," Frodo thought, "He's got Aragorn AND Pippin after him!"
Everyone watched as Sam ran from Aragorn and Pippin (who was actually quite scary when he was mad), and, surprisingly, outran them. He ended up hiding behind Gandalf, who kindly stepped out of the way when Aragorn and Pippin reached him.
Aragorn drew his sword and swung it at Sam, stopping before he broke skin. "Don't EVER do that again!" he muttered menacingly to the trembling hobbit, then walked off.
Pippin narrowed his eyes at Sam. "I'm not through with you yet!" He said and walked back over to TC. The group continued on. Occassionally Pippin would sneak up on Sam, grabbing him by the shoulders. Sam usually jumped pretty high (for a hobbit), giving everyone a good laugh.
TC's complaints started again. "My face hurts!" She whined.
"Just ignore her!" Aragorn commanded the others.
"It really does!" TC was a bit more insistent this time. "My feet do too!"
Legolas turned to reply, but Aragorn stopped him. "Don't bother," he said "the trip to Rivendell was one big complaint from her. No matter what, she's gonna complain, so just ignore her and she might get bored of it." Aragorn hoped this last part, anyways.
"I was actually going to tell her to can it."
"Oh, okay then, carry on. It probably won't do any good."
Legolas tried anyways, but Aragorn was right...TC didn't listen.
As they were resting at a spot, Boromir was helping the hobbits with their sword skills. Aragorn watched and smoked. TC was first.
"Okay, what do I do?" TC asked.
Boromir looked at her to see if she was kidding, but she wasn't. "You take your sword out of it's sheath!"
"Okay." TC gripped her sword handle and pulled. Nothing. She pulled harder. Still nothing. She began yanking frantically at her sword but it simply would not come out of the sheath. "A little help would be nice right about now!" Pippin quickly rushed over, but he, too, was unable to unsheath the sword.
"Oh dear Lord." Boromir shook his head. "While they're doing that...can either of you get your swords out?" he asked Merry and MC. MC quickly volunteered and yanked her sword out (and due to the force it came dangerously to Merry's head. She didn't apologise, he took it as an accident, MC didn't).
MC was actually doing pretty good...until Boromir accidentally flung her sword out of her hand. The flying sword came dangerously close to Pippin and TC's faces. They looked at her like deer in headlights.
"Sorry!"
They went back to what they were doing (it actually looked quite wrong...with Pippin yanking on TC's sword that, from the side, had just the right placement...).
"Aragorn, could you help them?" Boromir asked (though it was more like a demand). Aragorn reluctantly put his pipe down and went to help the two struggling hobbits. It quickly turned into a three-person/hobbit pile up. And the sword remained stuck.
"Crebain from Dunland!" Legolas yelled. "Hide!" Everyone quickly found a place to hide. Surprisingly (or not) Merry found the same hiding place as MC.
A couple days later, the Fellowship came to a mountain (because of the Crebain, they'd had to change course) that was blizzarding. As they were climbing, Aragorn noticed there was no fighting...or complaining...in fact, the hobbits weren't saying anything at all!
"Amazing!" he thought, then looked around and discovered why the hobbits weren't annoying them. "THE HOBBITS ARE GONE!" he screamed.
"I thought it was a bit too sane..." Gandalf said.
Legolas turned and ran down a couple feet (being that he was walking ON the snow instead of through it, he was the most mobile), and looked down the mountain. Quite a way down, he saw six small objects moving extremely slowly.
"They're down the mountain!" Legolas called, and the group started moving back down. When they reached the hobbits, they saw the snow was up to their chins. Boromir, Legolas and Aragorn each grabbed two hobbits (thought it took a while to dig them out of the snow), then began back up the mountain.
TC was quite happy. Legolas was carrying her and Pippin. This didn't stop her complaining, though. "I can't believe you guys just left us down there to FREEZE!"
"TC, shut up!" Legolas said, not quite happy with the hobbits he'd gotten.
"Don't tell her to shut up!" Pippin yelled.
"Great," muttered Legolas, "I got the whiner, and the one who backs up everything the whiner says!"
"Well at least you didn't get the stalker!" Aragorn yelled. "AND the stalkee!"
MC had been yelling at Aragorn the whole time. "I can't believe you grabbed MERRY! You wanted to I bet! You wanted me to be miserable! Even SAM would have been a better choice at this point!"
"What do you mean?" Merry asked, his eyes widening.
"I mean, you SCARE me!"
"You can't possibly mean that!" Merry's lower lip started to tremble.
"Oh yes I can!"
"No!" Merry began crying. Strider groaned, knowing things could only go downhill from there.
"Haha!" Boromir laughed, "I got the cool ones!" He got hit by a snowball--thrown by TC.
"Hey! It has a use after all!" Legolas yelled, jokingly. Well, HALF jokingly. He was the next one hit by a snowball.
TC felt something cold hit the back of her head. She turned around to see MC desperately trying to keep a straight face. "Oh, you're on man!" TC screamed and grabbed some snow that soon became a snowball.
"I'm not a man!" MC yelled right before the snowball hit her face. Pippin and Merry joined in. For a few minutes, snowballs (and the occassional iceball) flew back and forth (Legolas almost lost his grip on TC and Pippin several times due to them twisting around so much to get a good shot).
Then the fateful snowball (that ended this particular fight) was thrown. Just as TC was throwing a snowball, she slipped a bit. This caused a misfire...right into Aragorn's face.
"Oh boy." TC turned back around to avoid Aragorn's glare (one that she'd become too accustomed to). He quickly shook his face off and began moving with great speed, especcially since he was moving through waist-high snow carrying two hobbits.
"S#*% TC!" Legolas yelled, and with that, to save the hobbit, he began running (he really wouldn't have minded if something happened to TC, but MC and Pippin would, and as a result, so would Merry. And if the three of them were pissed, Legolas didn't think that the rest of the Fellowship would be anything other than miserable).
"Run! Run!" TC screamed. "He's gaining on us!"
"This isn't the first mishap you've had with him, is it?"
"Um...no."
"What else have you done?"
"Can it wait til we don't have a pissed off ranger after us?" Legolas stopped. "What are you doing?" She looked behind her, but Aragorn, and everyone else, had stopped. They were all looking in one direction.
"There is a fell voice on the air." Legolas informed them.
"It's Saruman!" said Gandalf. "He's trying to bring down the mountain!"
"We must turn back!" Aragorn shouted. Just then, lightning struck the top of the mountain, causing a huge drift of snow to fall. The Fellowship was completely buried.
Legolas was the first to emerge. He brought Pippin and TC with him. Then Gimli and Gandalf surfaced, then Aragorn, with MC and Merry (Merry clung to MC as soon as was physically possible, claiming that she must be freezing, and they could create body warmth). Finally, Boromir, Sam and Frodo came up.
"BILL!" Sam screamed immediately, looking around. He saw the pony standing placidly right outside of the pile of fallen snow. "Oh thank God!"
We're going to FREEZE and DIE on this mountain!" TC pessimized as she saw everyone coated in white.
"Gandalf," Gimli shouted, "if we can't go over the mountain, we can go UNDER it..."
"Through the Mines of Moria." Gandalf finished. "Let the Ringbearer decide."
"We shall go through the mines of Moria."
pessimized: VERB- To speak or think negatively; pessimistically. Since it's not a REAL word, and i seem to use it a lot there's the little definition that I came up with for it!