Conversations

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

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Disclaimer: That shnack that smiles back, gold Fish. (Trisherrrrr that's Fish's new saying. BTW, did you know Kenz asked Fish out, then she tried to set him and Aubrey up? It's complicated, I'll explain it some time)

This was our graduation Mass, and these are the people coming back from the dead:

Finduilas, Denethor, Boromir (Yes, I'm feeling generous.), Gilrean, Arathorn, and Balin (you'll see).

(Nobody is anyone imparticular, I've tried fitting it the best I could)

Lindorie - a random name for Lego's mom.

Gimli - not even gonna give him a mom. Sorry.

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It was finally here, the day that all of Middle Earth would honor the Fellowship of the Ring, and as all planned events go, this one was going down the drain, and fast.

It all started with the practice that Gandalf was directing.

"Okay," he said, out of breath, from arranging people in the order where he wanted them to go with their parents behind them. "When you walk in, you are going to go straight, and your parents are going to go to the sides, got it? It's all alphabetical." Everyone nodded. "Good." he said, taking a deep breath. "You!" he said, grabbing Aragorn's shoulder, "You, go up there." Aragorn stood on a sort of platform.

"Now," said Gandalf. "You are going to bow to Aragorn. At the same time." he emphasised.

After several bad attempts, it didn't help that Aragorn kept announcing: "BOW TO YOUR KING!" or "CRAWL LOWLY WORMS!".

Finally, some one got some sense. "One, two, three." Boromir was counting under his breath, and everyone took their cue from him.

"So help me," said Gandalf. "If any of you actually count when to bow, I will seriously harm you. Now, go sit down."

Everyone sat down in their appointed places, alphabetical order.

"I'm going to call your name, for example: 'Aragorn son of Arathorn and Gilrean' and you trot your little hossy up here. Got it?"

Everyone nodded. Today was not a day to mess with Gandalf.

"All right then." he said. "Aragorn son of Arathorn and Gilrean!"

Aragorn sat there, zoned out.

"ARAGORN!" yelled Gandalf, and Aragorn jumped a mile, then ran up to Gandalf. Gandalf shook his hand, and then pushed him to a spot away from him. "Stay there, when all of you get up here, just go and stand over there. Boromir, son of Denethor and Finduilas." Boromir went up, and enthusiaticly shook Gandalf's hand.

"Cut the crap." said Gandalf. "Everyone knows that you eight would rather be someplace else, so act like you are being forced to want to be here!"

For the rest of the practice, everyone looked more confused than the forced look that Gandalf wanted.

"Okay!" Gandalf finally announced. "Practice is over, tomorrow awaits!"

And the Fellowship went home.

They woke up the next morning, and went to where the event was being held.

Nobody in the Fellowship was happy, in fact, they had all holed themselves up in the balcony, and were complaining.

"My parents are so stupid." said Merry. "They were all, look at our little boy all grow up!"

"No worse than mine." said Boromir. "This shirt is sooo itchy!"

"Itchy my arse, not as bad as this." said Legolas, who's hair had been very ornatly done, but he was now attempting to itch it, to no avail.

"These shoes hurt." said Frodo, sliding his huge hobbit feet in and out of the shoes that Gandalf had required for the hobbits.

"Aye." agreed Merry, Pippin, Sam.

Aragorn was twitching in his new outfit, his completely new and completely itchy new outfit.

They all had clothing pains. And what was worse, all of their mothers had forbade them to sit, so they were squating in the least dusty corner of the blacony.

Suddenly ALL of their mothers appeared. And believe me, they had faced down some scary things, but nothing was as scary as their mothers.

"Boromir!" said Finduilas. "Get off the floor!"

"I'm not on the fl-,"

"Don't you dare lip me."

"Aragorn son of Arathorn! Did I not tell you to not get your clothes dirty?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Legolas Thranduillion!" cried Lindorie.

"Hi Mama."

"Don't you 'Hi Mama!' me!"

Meanwhile, the hobbit mothers had boxed their children's ears.

Finduilas turned on Gimli. "Just because your mother isn't here, doesn't mean you get out of trouble, Mister, come with me!"

Gimli groaned and followed behind Boromir and the rest of the Fellowship, who were being yelled at by their mothers, or dragged. Gimli couldn't decide which way was worse.

Once the Fellowship was hearded into a corner, their fathers showed up, much to the anger of the mothers.

Lindorie walked up to Thranduil. "And where have you been?"

Tranduil didn't looked Lindorie in the eye. "With my buddies." he muttered.

"Denethor?" asked Finduilas. "If you know what's good for you, you'll teach your son not to sit in dust!"

"My son? I believe it was you who wanted to have a -," but Denethor was cut off by the look Finduilas shot him.

The same discussions were pretty much going around. The mothers yelling at the fathers, and then attention was turned back to the children, and they went on to start tucking in shirts, brushing dust off of them, straightening this, brushing off that, putting hair back into place, then spraying it when it wouldn't stay.

Then, finally, to everyone's relief, the mothers dragged the fathers off to fasten on flowers, and have their husbands put on their corsages. Luckily, the Fellowship already had theirs on.

Then they came.

The attack of the siblings.

Sam, to put it simply, was mobbed, they also mobbed Frodo, as he was right there, and had no siblings.

Pippin was having flashbacks to his mothers as his older sisters henpecked him.

Merry, who had no siblings, was also being picked on my Pippin's sister Pearl.

Faramir was teasing Boromir about his outfit, and how simply amazing he looked in it.

Aragorn was being tickled mercilessly by Arwen, Elladan, and Elrohir. Or, I should say, Elladan and Elrohir were restraining Aragorn, and Arwen was tickling.

Legolas had picked up his two younger siblings, Lalaith and Lomion, and were tickling them mericlessly.

Gimli was standing off to the side, motherless and siblingless, until he was tackled by his cousin Balin.

The siblings left as soon as their fathers, who were now into gentleman mode, and were escorting their wives down the hall. With a quick wave, the siblings were gone and sitting demerly on a bench.

Bell was the first to notice, she dropped her arm from Hamfast's her hand stifling a cry.

"Samwise!" she cried. "You're sweet little suit!"

And with that, the mothers were back to cleaning up their children, all the while the Fellowship trying to escape.

"There." said Finduilas, who after giving Boromir the once over, had turned her attention to Gimli.

Esmeralda and Eglantine had very little to do, considering that any primping to do had been done by Pippin's three sisters.

The fathers had once again drifted away, but not for long.

"Oh no!" cried Gilraen. Arathorn ran over to his wife. "What is it?" he asked.

"My corsage band snapped!" All the women then surrounded Gilraen and this gave the Fellowship a chance to slip away.

They made a break for it, and jumped the rope and got into the balcony, which, technically had been roped off in the first place, but they didn't care.

This time, they got smart and sat in the chairs that were up there.

"I can't believe it." said Sam.

"I know." Frodo.

"After today..." said Aragorn.

"It's over." finished Boromir.

"We'll still see each other." said Merry.

"No," said Legolas. "Statistics show..."

"Damn with statistics." said Pippin. "Don't want to hear it."

They sat there for awhile in silence, something that was very rare with them.

All of a sudden there was a ruckus downstairs.

"Where are they?" was the main question they heard.

"Wonder who they lost." said Boromir.

"Whom." said Pippin.

Legolas rolled his eyes. "Whom do you think?"

"Ohhh." everyone got up and took the stairs two at a time, and jumping over the rope that blocked the stairway.

"There they are." said Gandalf, pushing a few strands of his hair from his forehead. "Come on then. Line up."

Everyone got in line without a fuss.

"What a moment." said Gandalf. "Meriadoc, Peregrin. Front and Center."

Merry and Pippin walked up to Gandalf.

"We haven't done anything yet Gandalf." said Pippin.

"I don't care." Gandalf leaned closer to the two hobbits. "If any of you act up during the ceremony, I will walk up to you and give you a big wet kiss, and hug you. Understand?"

The hobbits turned pale and nodded their heads quickly.

"Get back in line." said Gandalf, and they did so. Gandalf took a deep breath. "Show time." he said.

And the ceremony started.

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"Allie in the Summer of 2005, copyright 2004 LiterallyPublishing, but who cares no one ever reads that anyway, but i just wanted u to know. Anyway Allie never ate that bunny, but she ate that rabbit and made it into stew after she shot it violently and ate it in one bite(GULP) so she is no murderer here. Just a rabbit serial killer. Watch out that there varmints up in herr. Yo, Yo, Yo, Peace out."

- Kali, and the updated version of why Allie did not eat that bunny.