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Chapter Six
Pippin stepped foreword towards Mr. Wimund. "Mr. Wimund, sir, my name is Pippin Took. I met your daughter a few months ago in Rivendell."
"How could you? She was unconscious in the hospital a few months ago," Mrs. Wimund said.
"But I really wasn't, mom," Ali protested. While I was unconscious, I was somehow got to Middle Earth and that's how I met Pippin and all the others."
"Middle Earth doesn't exist. It's just a place in a children's tale, nothing more," Mr. Wimund said.
"She IS telling the truth, Mr. Wimund. Middle Earth DOES exist," Elena put in.
"I think everybody's just telling a bunch of fibs, myself," Mrs. Johnson stated.
"I think I can stop this argument myself. I can PROVE to you that Middle Earth exists," a voice suddenly said.
Everybody turned around and Ali gaped in shock. It was Frodo.
"Frodo, but, how?" she stuttered.
"That's what I want to know, too," Pippin said.
"What the bloody heck's going on here?" Mrs. Johnson asked. "I could've sworn I only brought in Ali's parents the last time."
"You did, madam," Frodo said. "Frodo Baggins is my name and I live in Hobbiton in the Shire, Middle Earth. Mr. Pippin here lives there, too, and Ali's been there. I don't know how and why, but that is the situation, as I know it. She was found unconscious in the woods of Rivendell, back where I come from."
Ali's parents looked from Ali to Pippin to Frodo and back again. Ali held her breath, she didn't know if they'd believe the story or not, but she hoped that they would.
"Well, I certainly don't approve of it. We're going home, Ali," Mr. Wimund said firmly.
"But, dad—" Ali started to protest but Mr. Wimund held up a hand.
"You're coming home. Now," Mr. Wimund demanded.
Ali followed her parents out the door. She knew the two hobbits were following them out because she could hear them walking out, no matter how soft their feet went. Finally the Wimunds reached home and went inside. Ali felt like this was the worst day of her life. First it became the happiest and then the next thing she knew, Ali's joy was ripped from her, possibly forever.
Mr. Wimund turned to his daughter. "If I find out that you have been with this young Mr. Took and Mr. Baggins ever again, you'll be sure that you'll be punished. Who knows who they are? They might try to kidnap you for all I know, rape you, whatever."
Ali felt tears well up in her eyes. "They're my friends daddy. I've known them for months, even though it's hard for you to believe unless YOU were unconscious and everything. Why can't you believe me?"
"I don't think we can believe you for a while, Ali. Go to your room now," Mrs. Wimund said sternly.
Ali couldn't take anymore. "I love him, mom, dad. I love him with all my heart and you took him away from me. How can you do that to me?" Ali turned on her heel and raced up the stairs to her bedroom and threw herself onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Parents always had to find a way to ruin their children's lives. As she cried, she didn't seem to hear or notice anybody standing next to her bed.
"Come home with me, Ali," Pippin said suddenly. Ali jumped and stared in shock as she saw Frodo and Pippin standing next to her bed.
"How did you get here?" Ali asked.
"Strong wills do many wonders," Frodo said, smiling.
"I don't know if I can do that. I mean, my friends and family are here, though my parents can be stubborn and mean sometimes in my eyes," Ali stated, sniffling.
"But I love you, Ali. I don't know if I can live if I go back to Middle Earth without you. Please come back with me. We'd live happy together," Pippin begged.
"I think that's a fair plea," Frodo put in.
Ali sighed. "But my parents—"
"You can come back and ask for forgiveness someday. Like they say, it's easier to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission. Pretty please with sugar on top?" Pippin gave such a sad, almost puppy-like face that Ali couldn't help but laugh through her tears.
"If it means so much to you as it is to me, I'll go with you," Ali said.
Pippin jumped up and punched the air in triumph. "I knew you'd say yes. I don't think you could live without the lovable me?"
Ali gently punched Pippin on the shoulder. "Oh, stop you. You triumph over the smallest things."
"Because I'm a hobbit, enjoying the simple pleasures of life," Pippin explained.
"It's because he's a little stupid," Frodo said teasingly.
"Everybody's stupid. You just have to have enough intelligence to know how much stupidity you have. Now that's ironic," Ali said, smiling.
Frodo shook his head. "Everybody's got some crazies in them, I swear. Well, let's go. We can't just sit here and let your parents catch us here."
Ali nodded. The three of them grabbed each other's hands and closed their eyes, willing to go back to Middle Earth. Ali felt the similar rush in her stomach like the last time she had the feeling. When Ali opened her eyes again, she was sitting in Frodo's living room.
A/n: There's chapter six and I hope you alls like it. Sorry for not updating in a long time but I've been extremely busy, hope you all understand. I'll try and update more frequently if I can manage it. And sorry for a sort of short chapter, but my fingers are cold and stiff at the moment and can't manage to type it longer for this one. But hopefully it's satisfied you all. Thanks for taking the time to read!
Mip- Thanks! I'm glad you'll keep reading.
Sunni07- Thanks! They sure were. Parents can be like that sometimes. The craziness of it all.
Melissa Ocean- Thanks! Glad you liked the last chapter even though it was short.
Kage Miko- Thanks! I don't think he managed that one at the moment, and thank goodness they're back in Middle Earth now for the time being!
Gatecirp- Thanks! Because that's how parents are sometimes, unfortunately. Well, you've certainly found out about getting the heck outta there, partly. But same difference. Thanks again and keep reading and I'll keep writing!
Chapter Six
Pippin stepped foreword towards Mr. Wimund. "Mr. Wimund, sir, my name is Pippin Took. I met your daughter a few months ago in Rivendell."
"How could you? She was unconscious in the hospital a few months ago," Mrs. Wimund said.
"But I really wasn't, mom," Ali protested. While I was unconscious, I was somehow got to Middle Earth and that's how I met Pippin and all the others."
"Middle Earth doesn't exist. It's just a place in a children's tale, nothing more," Mr. Wimund said.
"She IS telling the truth, Mr. Wimund. Middle Earth DOES exist," Elena put in.
"I think everybody's just telling a bunch of fibs, myself," Mrs. Johnson stated.
"I think I can stop this argument myself. I can PROVE to you that Middle Earth exists," a voice suddenly said.
Everybody turned around and Ali gaped in shock. It was Frodo.
"Frodo, but, how?" she stuttered.
"That's what I want to know, too," Pippin said.
"What the bloody heck's going on here?" Mrs. Johnson asked. "I could've sworn I only brought in Ali's parents the last time."
"You did, madam," Frodo said. "Frodo Baggins is my name and I live in Hobbiton in the Shire, Middle Earth. Mr. Pippin here lives there, too, and Ali's been there. I don't know how and why, but that is the situation, as I know it. She was found unconscious in the woods of Rivendell, back where I come from."
Ali's parents looked from Ali to Pippin to Frodo and back again. Ali held her breath, she didn't know if they'd believe the story or not, but she hoped that they would.
"Well, I certainly don't approve of it. We're going home, Ali," Mr. Wimund said firmly.
"But, dad—" Ali started to protest but Mr. Wimund held up a hand.
"You're coming home. Now," Mr. Wimund demanded.
Ali followed her parents out the door. She knew the two hobbits were following them out because she could hear them walking out, no matter how soft their feet went. Finally the Wimunds reached home and went inside. Ali felt like this was the worst day of her life. First it became the happiest and then the next thing she knew, Ali's joy was ripped from her, possibly forever.
Mr. Wimund turned to his daughter. "If I find out that you have been with this young Mr. Took and Mr. Baggins ever again, you'll be sure that you'll be punished. Who knows who they are? They might try to kidnap you for all I know, rape you, whatever."
Ali felt tears well up in her eyes. "They're my friends daddy. I've known them for months, even though it's hard for you to believe unless YOU were unconscious and everything. Why can't you believe me?"
"I don't think we can believe you for a while, Ali. Go to your room now," Mrs. Wimund said sternly.
Ali couldn't take anymore. "I love him, mom, dad. I love him with all my heart and you took him away from me. How can you do that to me?" Ali turned on her heel and raced up the stairs to her bedroom and threw herself onto the bed, sobbing uncontrollably. Parents always had to find a way to ruin their children's lives. As she cried, she didn't seem to hear or notice anybody standing next to her bed.
"Come home with me, Ali," Pippin said suddenly. Ali jumped and stared in shock as she saw Frodo and Pippin standing next to her bed.
"How did you get here?" Ali asked.
"Strong wills do many wonders," Frodo said, smiling.
"I don't know if I can do that. I mean, my friends and family are here, though my parents can be stubborn and mean sometimes in my eyes," Ali stated, sniffling.
"But I love you, Ali. I don't know if I can live if I go back to Middle Earth without you. Please come back with me. We'd live happy together," Pippin begged.
"I think that's a fair plea," Frodo put in.
Ali sighed. "But my parents—"
"You can come back and ask for forgiveness someday. Like they say, it's easier to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission. Pretty please with sugar on top?" Pippin gave such a sad, almost puppy-like face that Ali couldn't help but laugh through her tears.
"If it means so much to you as it is to me, I'll go with you," Ali said.
Pippin jumped up and punched the air in triumph. "I knew you'd say yes. I don't think you could live without the lovable me?"
Ali gently punched Pippin on the shoulder. "Oh, stop you. You triumph over the smallest things."
"Because I'm a hobbit, enjoying the simple pleasures of life," Pippin explained.
"It's because he's a little stupid," Frodo said teasingly.
"Everybody's stupid. You just have to have enough intelligence to know how much stupidity you have. Now that's ironic," Ali said, smiling.
Frodo shook his head. "Everybody's got some crazies in them, I swear. Well, let's go. We can't just sit here and let your parents catch us here."
Ali nodded. The three of them grabbed each other's hands and closed their eyes, willing to go back to Middle Earth. Ali felt the similar rush in her stomach like the last time she had the feeling. When Ali opened her eyes again, she was sitting in Frodo's living room.
A/n: There's chapter six and I hope you alls like it. Sorry for not updating in a long time but I've been extremely busy, hope you all understand. I'll try and update more frequently if I can manage it. And sorry for a sort of short chapter, but my fingers are cold and stiff at the moment and can't manage to type it longer for this one. But hopefully it's satisfied you all. Thanks for taking the time to read!
Mip- Thanks! I'm glad you'll keep reading.
Sunni07- Thanks! They sure were. Parents can be like that sometimes. The craziness of it all.
Melissa Ocean- Thanks! Glad you liked the last chapter even though it was short.
Kage Miko- Thanks! I don't think he managed that one at the moment, and thank goodness they're back in Middle Earth now for the time being!
Gatecirp- Thanks! Because that's how parents are sometimes, unfortunately. Well, you've certainly found out about getting the heck outta there, partly. But same difference. Thanks again and keep reading and I'll keep writing!