A/N: Hey yall, just like any author, i do like reviews. and i dont tend to post chapters until ive gotten at least a couple reviews on the last one posted. I know that my friends read the story, but if no one reviews, I don't know that anyone else is reading it, and I can just show it to my friends at school. So by reviewing, you let me know that you're still reading, and it is appreciated. thanks.
~TC
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During lunch, MC was sitting on one side of Merry, Theoden was sitting on his other.
"One day I should like you to tell me about your people. One day after Sauron has been defeated." Theoden said to Merry. Merry smiled, flattered. "But for now, let's eat and drink as we may. After, you shall ride with me."
Merry gasped in surprise. "Really? That'd be awesome!"
"Yes, and I have a good pony for you as well. He can go as fast as any of the horses we'll be riding." Theoden then asked Eomer if they had any war gear that might fit Merry. Eomer shook his head.
"I have a sword!" Merry quickly pulled his small sword out of it's sheath. Theoden thought for a moment he saw an evil glint in Merry's eye. Then Merry kneeled down in front of the king. "I offer my services to you in any way possible."
"Me too!" MC jumped down and did as Merry had just done.
"I will gladly accept Merry's service...but MC, I cannot accept yours."
"Why not?" MC whined.
"There are many reasons..." Theoden focused back on Merry. "Rise, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Esquire of Rohan, of the household of Meduseld!"
"NO FAIR!" MC screamed and ran out of the hall, yelling something that sounded like "pucker." The people there couldn't figure out why she'd be yelling that though.
"Maybe I should go check on her..." Merry suggested. Theoden nodded in agreement. Merry ran after MC.
"MC!" Merry yelled, once the other hobbit was in sight.
"I HATE BEING A GIRL!"MC yelled back. She stopped running and turned to face Merry.
"I don't think that's the only reason Theoden wouldn't accept your services..."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Um...well...to some people--who don't know you--you might come off a little...wierd..."
"YOU THINK I'M A FREAK!"
"No! I think Theoden does..."
MC began sobbing hysterically. "EVERYONE HATES ME!" Then she ran off to the stables.
Theoden and the other people at that moment, came out of the mess hall. "We are riding out now. Er...where's MC?"
Merry shrugged. "I don't think she's in a very good mood though."
The king and Merry walked out to the gate, where Theoden mounted Snowmane. Merry met his mount, Stybba.
Eomer, Aragorn and Halbarad then came out from the gate. Then MC rode out on Strider--looking very pissed. Legolas and Gimli also came out, walking.
MC rode up to Merry. "I can't believe you were just gonna leave without telling me!"
"Eh, you were bound to figure it out sometime."
MC just snorted in reply.
Eomer and Aragorn were conversing. "I was hoping you and I would ride into battle side by side, but if you think the Paths of the Dead are the way you should go, then so be it."
"Yes." said Aragorn. "Farewell." Aragorn turned to Theoden. "Farewell King. Legolas and Gimli are travelling with me."
"No! I wanna go!" MC cried. Aragorn's face lit up--in an evil way.
"No way!" Legolas told her. Aragorn and MC both looked dissappointed. Legolas turned to Aragorn. "I wouldn't let you leave her on the Paths anyways!"
"Fine!" Aragorn pouted. "I guess we should go then."
The Riders set off.
"Uh oh..."MC said.
"What?" Theoden asked, dreading the answer.
"I think I'm gonna barf..."
"Again? Yesterday you guys barfed enough for this whole company!"
"There's more to come up..."
"Oh man..."
"At least the poison ivy's cleared up." Merry optimized.
"We have reached Harrowdale! Our journey is almost over!" Eomer announced happily.
"Thank God!" MC shouted. "My butt is hurting like no other!"
"Yes, because we ALL needed to hear that." Merry said sarcastically. They rode on, until they reached Dunharrow, where Theoden was greeted warmly.
MC was wandering about Dunharrow, Merry was following at a distance (for some reason he thought this seemed a little familiar). However, MC made it clear they were NOT walking together.
MC was staring up at something in the sky, therefor, not looking where she was going. As a result, she ran right into a statue, one of the Pukel-men (as the natives called them). When this happened, something inside MC snapped. She began pounding the statue and screaming at it.
"You f#$%!@* b@$#!%*!!! You're in my way you a$$hole! DIE!" And with that, she drew her sword and began hacking at the thing. People passing by swore her eyes were red.
"MC!" Merry yelled, running up to the enraged hobbit. "Don't do that!" He grabbed her arm as she was about to take another swing, and took her sword from her.
MC whipped around to face Merry. She mutter something incoherent (probably more swearing) and tackled him. She then proceeded to grip Merry's neck and attempt to strangle him.
"DIE JERK!" MC screamed, attracting even more attention. Eomer caught sight of these happenings and ran over to save Merry.
"What is going on here?" Eomer demanded after pulling MC off of Merry.
"SHE'S EVIL!" Merry screamed, backing away. Eomer then noticed the Pukel-man, and the fact that there was a large crack in the stomach. He rolled his eyes and then dragged MC over to where Theoden was sitting.
"Theoden." Eomer said, holding MC out in front of him. "We need to do something with her. She destroyed a statue and attempted to kill Meriadoc."
Theoden glared at MC. "Is this true?" he asked her. She just glared back.
"I say we tie her up and leave her here when we leave tomorrow!"
"No, that would be to cruel to the native people...I have an idea!"
"What?"
"Hold on a moment." Theoden walked over to where his extra clothes were. He grabbed one of his shirts and walked back to Eomer and MC. Quickly, Eomer and Theoden shoved the shirt on MC, so she was wearing it over her other shirt. "Good! The sleeves are way too long!" Theoden declared joyously.
"What are you doing?" MC demanded, rather confused. Theoden did not answer, but instead, he grabbed the ends of the sleeves and pulled them across MC's body and tied the ends together, very tightly, in back.
"What'd you do that for?" MC screeched, becoming even more angry.
"It's what you get for trying to strangle poor Meriadoc!" Eomer answered.
Just then, a woman rode in.
"Eowyn!" Theoden yelled happily. Eowyn jumped off her horse and quickly told him the news of his people. "I have a favor to ask you." Theoden said.
"Anything."
"Would you please look after her," Theoden guestured to MC, who was now sitting in a chair, pouting. "while we're at war? I think she's gone a bit mental."
Eowyn stared at Theoden as if he too had gone mental. She did not want to baby-sit some psychotic hobbit.
"Hey Eowyn!" MC whispered. It was the middle of the night, and they were in a tent.
"What?" Eowyn replied, annoyed.
"You wanna go to war, right?"
"What?"
"You wanna fight in the war!"
"Yes, of course."
"Well, so do I!"
"Oh wonderful, we have something in common." Eowyn said sarcastically. "Now can I PLEASE go back to sleep?"
"No! I have an idea on how both of us can go into battle!"
The next morning, the sun did not rise. The group set off for Edoras.
"Hey Merry!" Eowyn whispered. They had reached Edoras, and Theoden forced Merry to stay behind.
"What?" Merry asked unhappily. He didn't recognize that it was Eowyn.
"If you wanna ride with me, I can take you into battle.
"You'd do that?"
"Sure." Eowyn helped Merry onto her horse, Windfola, and under her cloak.
"What's your name?"
"Er...Dernhelm."
"Hello Merry." an evil voice whispered from in between him and the rider. Merry turned to look at who it was. His eyes widened in terror.
"Um...hi MC..."
a/n: Hope u liked it. :) again, please review, thanks
~TC
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During lunch, MC was sitting on one side of Merry, Theoden was sitting on his other.
"One day I should like you to tell me about your people. One day after Sauron has been defeated." Theoden said to Merry. Merry smiled, flattered. "But for now, let's eat and drink as we may. After, you shall ride with me."
Merry gasped in surprise. "Really? That'd be awesome!"
"Yes, and I have a good pony for you as well. He can go as fast as any of the horses we'll be riding." Theoden then asked Eomer if they had any war gear that might fit Merry. Eomer shook his head.
"I have a sword!" Merry quickly pulled his small sword out of it's sheath. Theoden thought for a moment he saw an evil glint in Merry's eye. Then Merry kneeled down in front of the king. "I offer my services to you in any way possible."
"Me too!" MC jumped down and did as Merry had just done.
"I will gladly accept Merry's service...but MC, I cannot accept yours."
"Why not?" MC whined.
"There are many reasons..." Theoden focused back on Merry. "Rise, Meriadoc Brandybuck, Esquire of Rohan, of the household of Meduseld!"
"NO FAIR!" MC screamed and ran out of the hall, yelling something that sounded like "pucker." The people there couldn't figure out why she'd be yelling that though.
"Maybe I should go check on her..." Merry suggested. Theoden nodded in agreement. Merry ran after MC.
"MC!" Merry yelled, once the other hobbit was in sight.
"I HATE BEING A GIRL!"MC yelled back. She stopped running and turned to face Merry.
"I don't think that's the only reason Theoden wouldn't accept your services..."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Um...well...to some people--who don't know you--you might come off a little...wierd..."
"YOU THINK I'M A FREAK!"
"No! I think Theoden does..."
MC began sobbing hysterically. "EVERYONE HATES ME!" Then she ran off to the stables.
Theoden and the other people at that moment, came out of the mess hall. "We are riding out now. Er...where's MC?"
Merry shrugged. "I don't think she's in a very good mood though."
The king and Merry walked out to the gate, where Theoden mounted Snowmane. Merry met his mount, Stybba.
Eomer, Aragorn and Halbarad then came out from the gate. Then MC rode out on Strider--looking very pissed. Legolas and Gimli also came out, walking.
MC rode up to Merry. "I can't believe you were just gonna leave without telling me!"
"Eh, you were bound to figure it out sometime."
MC just snorted in reply.
Eomer and Aragorn were conversing. "I was hoping you and I would ride into battle side by side, but if you think the Paths of the Dead are the way you should go, then so be it."
"Yes." said Aragorn. "Farewell." Aragorn turned to Theoden. "Farewell King. Legolas and Gimli are travelling with me."
"No! I wanna go!" MC cried. Aragorn's face lit up--in an evil way.
"No way!" Legolas told her. Aragorn and MC both looked dissappointed. Legolas turned to Aragorn. "I wouldn't let you leave her on the Paths anyways!"
"Fine!" Aragorn pouted. "I guess we should go then."
The Riders set off.
"Uh oh..."MC said.
"What?" Theoden asked, dreading the answer.
"I think I'm gonna barf..."
"Again? Yesterday you guys barfed enough for this whole company!"
"There's more to come up..."
"Oh man..."
"At least the poison ivy's cleared up." Merry optimized.
"We have reached Harrowdale! Our journey is almost over!" Eomer announced happily.
"Thank God!" MC shouted. "My butt is hurting like no other!"
"Yes, because we ALL needed to hear that." Merry said sarcastically. They rode on, until they reached Dunharrow, where Theoden was greeted warmly.
MC was wandering about Dunharrow, Merry was following at a distance (for some reason he thought this seemed a little familiar). However, MC made it clear they were NOT walking together.
MC was staring up at something in the sky, therefor, not looking where she was going. As a result, she ran right into a statue, one of the Pukel-men (as the natives called them). When this happened, something inside MC snapped. She began pounding the statue and screaming at it.
"You f#$%!@* b@$#!%*!!! You're in my way you a$$hole! DIE!" And with that, she drew her sword and began hacking at the thing. People passing by swore her eyes were red.
"MC!" Merry yelled, running up to the enraged hobbit. "Don't do that!" He grabbed her arm as she was about to take another swing, and took her sword from her.
MC whipped around to face Merry. She mutter something incoherent (probably more swearing) and tackled him. She then proceeded to grip Merry's neck and attempt to strangle him.
"DIE JERK!" MC screamed, attracting even more attention. Eomer caught sight of these happenings and ran over to save Merry.
"What is going on here?" Eomer demanded after pulling MC off of Merry.
"SHE'S EVIL!" Merry screamed, backing away. Eomer then noticed the Pukel-man, and the fact that there was a large crack in the stomach. He rolled his eyes and then dragged MC over to where Theoden was sitting.
"Theoden." Eomer said, holding MC out in front of him. "We need to do something with her. She destroyed a statue and attempted to kill Meriadoc."
Theoden glared at MC. "Is this true?" he asked her. She just glared back.
"I say we tie her up and leave her here when we leave tomorrow!"
"No, that would be to cruel to the native people...I have an idea!"
"What?"
"Hold on a moment." Theoden walked over to where his extra clothes were. He grabbed one of his shirts and walked back to Eomer and MC. Quickly, Eomer and Theoden shoved the shirt on MC, so she was wearing it over her other shirt. "Good! The sleeves are way too long!" Theoden declared joyously.
"What are you doing?" MC demanded, rather confused. Theoden did not answer, but instead, he grabbed the ends of the sleeves and pulled them across MC's body and tied the ends together, very tightly, in back.
"What'd you do that for?" MC screeched, becoming even more angry.
"It's what you get for trying to strangle poor Meriadoc!" Eomer answered.
Just then, a woman rode in.
"Eowyn!" Theoden yelled happily. Eowyn jumped off her horse and quickly told him the news of his people. "I have a favor to ask you." Theoden said.
"Anything."
"Would you please look after her," Theoden guestured to MC, who was now sitting in a chair, pouting. "while we're at war? I think she's gone a bit mental."
Eowyn stared at Theoden as if he too had gone mental. She did not want to baby-sit some psychotic hobbit.
"Hey Eowyn!" MC whispered. It was the middle of the night, and they were in a tent.
"What?" Eowyn replied, annoyed.
"You wanna go to war, right?"
"What?"
"You wanna fight in the war!"
"Yes, of course."
"Well, so do I!"
"Oh wonderful, we have something in common." Eowyn said sarcastically. "Now can I PLEASE go back to sleep?"
"No! I have an idea on how both of us can go into battle!"
The next morning, the sun did not rise. The group set off for Edoras.
"Hey Merry!" Eowyn whispered. They had reached Edoras, and Theoden forced Merry to stay behind.
"What?" Merry asked unhappily. He didn't recognize that it was Eowyn.
"If you wanna ride with me, I can take you into battle.
"You'd do that?"
"Sure." Eowyn helped Merry onto her horse, Windfola, and under her cloak.
"What's your name?"
"Er...Dernhelm."
"Hello Merry." an evil voice whispered from in between him and the rider. Merry turned to look at who it was. His eyes widened in terror.
"Um...hi MC..."
a/n: Hope u liked it. :) again, please review, thanks