Daria and Jane were walking among the stalks of Farmer Maggot's cornfield when they bumped into Stacy (Merry) and Tiffany (Pippin).

"OW!" cried Daria, rubbing her nose.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you all right?" cried Stacy.

"I'll live, I suppose," she said. "So I take it you two are Merry and Pippin, here to accompany us to Bree?"

"Wha...?" said Tiffany in her usual glacially slow airhead voice.

"Um, all I know is that I was suddenly whisked away from my bedroom to this field and this voice told me I had to go on some mission-quest-thing with these two people that would be showing up soon. It was so weird!" said Stacy.

"Yah...weird..." Tiffany trailed after her.

Jane and Daria looked at each other and shrugged.

"Hey, it could be worse," said Jane.

"Yeah, it could have been Quinn."

"Oh, just wait," said the narrator, who stopped typing to rub her hands together with fiendish glee.

"What was that?" said Daria quickly.

"Oh, nothing...heh, heh, heh."

Daria hung her head miserably. "I hate you."

"I'm sure you do," said the narrator cheerfully. "Hey, is that a Ring Wraith behind you?"

Daria jumped and looked behind her. There was nothing except a few stalks of corn blowing merrily in the breeze.

"Made you look."

"Someday, Alice. POW! Right to the moon," Daria deadpanned. "Well, let's get going. The sooner this is over with, the better."

Everyone nodded in agreement and they started walking.

"So...where are we going again?" asked Tiffany.

The Merry Company ("Call us that again and I'll kill you," muttered Daria) was walking down a leaf-covered road bordered by a forest and some shrubbery.

"Can't you just say we're on the road to Bree?" said Daria. "It'd be simpler."

"Shut up! I'm trying to be poetic!"

Daria smirked.

"Okay, fine!" The merry company was ON THE ROAD TO BREE. "Happy?"

"You could give us horses."

"Oh, I'll give you horses."

Suddenly nine Ring Wraiths tore down road on horses at full speed. Everyone dove into the nearest bush. After the wraiths passed, everyone popped out of the bushes and began running in the opposite direction. Everyone but Daria, that is. She walked slowly and calmly after them.

"I do not run. That would be classified as exercise."

Suddenly, all nine Ring Wraiths appeared behind her.

Daria sighed. "Have I mentioned that I hate you?"

The narrator nodded. "If you run now, you might make it to Buckleberry Ferry before you get caught or the others sail away. Might."

Cursing, Daria took off at full speed. As she neared the river the raft was indeed pulling away. Daria leapt for it ended up missing the raft and falling in the river. As Jane helped her aboard, Daria said, shivering, "Ok, Mr. Demille, that's enough abuse for one day. How about a lunch break?"