Next time we walk
Disclaimer: The fellowship are currently staying at my house while undercover. Please knock once if you wish to enter. Please knock twice if you wish to claim a fellowship member as your own, then knock once for Legolas, twice for Aragorn, three times for Merry, four times for Pippin, five times for Frodo, six times for Sam, seven times for Gimili, eight times for Gandalf, and nine times for Boromir. (Only, Boromir is currently classified as a limitied edition because of his habit of dying and disappearing and all). All the ideas used in this are MINE! So if you steal them, I steal back my fellowship! Authoress locks the door of her closet. Enjoy!
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The fellowship searches their surrondings for any signs of Gimili, though Legolas and Aragorn aren't putting in as much of an effort as the hobbits. Suddenly, Sam points to a store. "There he is!"
Sure enough, Gimili can be seen inside a jewelry store.
Legolas rolled his eyes. "He's obsessed."
Aragorn shrugged, then smiled. "Well, he's happy. Let's leave him there and go about our business."
Legolas and Aragorn began to walk away.
"Wait!" Frodo cried. Legolas and Aragorn looked over their shoulders. "We can't just leave him there!"
"Sure we can. What's stopping us?" Aragorn asked.
The hobbits looked confused. All of a sudden their virtuous leader seemed to have lost his virtues. "We have to stick together." Merry said finally, his voice hard and determined.
Legolas raised his eyebrow and gave the hobbit a weird look. "No we don't. Not once in my contract does it mention the fact that I can't ditch you guys whenever I feel like it. I mean, look what Gandalf did."
Aragorn nodded in agremmment. "Yeah, he's gone."
"But...but..." All four hobbits gave Aragorn and Legolas the famous puppy-dog eyes look.
Aragorn sighed. "Come on then. Let's go get him."
The fellowship walked into the store where Gimili is trying on all the jewelry he can get on. "Hey, Legolas! I think I found something that would look really good on you!" He held up a ring with a ruby the size of a golf ball on it.
Legolas shuddered. "No thanks."
Gimili looked confused. "Why not?"
Legolas shuddered again. "Sorry, but that ring is incredibly tacky."
"Besides, red is so not your color." Aragorn added.
"I agree." Legolas turned back to Gimili. "Gimili, we are going to try to find Gandalf."
"Why would we want to do that?" Gimili asked, looking confused again.
"Aragorn said so." Legolas said simply. Aragorn began to nod, then stopped confused. He frantically searched his memory for any time he had said such a thing.
"All right I guess." Gimili muttered before placing all the jewelry on the counter.
The fellowship walked out of the jewelry store and began to wander through the mall again. As they passed by a movie store, they see a poster advertising the Lord of the Rings.
"Oh my gosh! Look at me! There I am!" Legolas exclaimed. He ran into the store, leaving the fellowship staring after him. Two minutes later, he came out clutching a package to his chest.
"What's that?" Aragorn asked curiously.
Legolas clutched the package to his chest. "Nothing! It's mine!"
"We figured you'd say that." Aragorn grinned evilly before pointing at Legolas dramatically. "Attack!"
The hobbits jumped on top of Legolas and started to attack him. Aragorn grabbed the package and opened it. A bunch of pictures of Legolas fell out.
"No!" Legolas made a grab for the pictures. "They're mine! All mine!"
"Hold him down guys." Aragorn commanded. The hobbits dogpiled Legolas as Aragorn began to sort through the pictures. "You didn't get any of me? What's wrong with you?"
Legolas was gasping for air and turning blue. "Hobbits...suffocating me...can't breathe...dying..."
Aragorn piled the pictures back into the bag as Gimili gave Legolas a concerned look. "Shouldn't they get off him now?"
Aragorn didn't look up. "Elves are immortal Gimili. He can hold a bit longer."
"Yes, but his face is a horrible shade of purple. I'm not sure it suites him." Aragorn finally looked up at Gimili's words.
"Yeah, you're right. Okay guys, get off him." Aragorn waved a hand toward the hobbits, who got off of the blonde Elf. Legolas lay on the floor, gasping for breath as Aragorn threw the package at his feet. "Here are your pictures back. I don't want them. Come on. Let's go find Gandalf."
The fellowship wandered throughout the mall until they arrived in the food court, where they finally find Gandalf. He is sipping a cup of black coffee and occasionally twitches abnormally.
He spots them and waves them over energetically. "HellowantsomecoffeeAragornohcomeonyouknowyoudowhywouldn'tyouwantsomecoffeeImeanhellothis
stuffisamazingIloveitWhenwegetbacktoGondorI'llbringsomeofittoFaramirit'llperkhimrightup."
Legolas's eyes grew wide. He started to back away slowly.
Aragorn looked interested. "What is this coffee that you speak of?"
"HereIwillorderyousome." Gandalf flagged down a waitress. Soon the coffee arrives.
Aragorn took a sip, then raised his eyebrows. "Wow. This is pretty good stuff."
Gimili looked interested now. "Can I have a bit of yours laddie?" He asked Legolas.
Legolas pushed his away from him. "You cna have it all. I don't like it."
Meanwhile, the hobbits were looking bored. "Don't they have any beer?" Pippin asked.
"Let's go find out." Merry pointed to a counter. The hobbits walked over to the counter. Since they were too short to see over it, Pippin stood on Sam's shoulders. "Excuse me sir. Do you have any beer?"
The salesman laughed. "Of course I have beer, but I'm not allowed to sell it to you. There is a drinking age limit after all."
Pippin exchanged a look with Merry, then turned back to the man. "So, how old do you have to be then?"
"At least twenty-one." The salesman replied, eyeing the four hobbits suspiciously.
Pippin smiled in relief. "Well, I'm forty-five, so it shouldn't be a problem."
The salesman eyed him warily. "You don't look forty-five."
Now Pippin was getting annoyed. He slammed his hand on the counter in irritation. "Does it really matter? Just hand over the beer!"
The salesman shrugged. "I'm afraid I can't do that."
Pippin narrowed his eyes. "Then you leave us no choice." He pointed a finger dramatically at the salesman. "Attack!"
Merry, Sam, and Frodo began to beat up the salesman while Pippin grabbed four bottles of beer. "Thank you. We'll see you around later."
The four hobbits wandered back to Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimili. "We are back." Merry announced. "Sorry we took so long."
Aragorn was practically bouncing off the walls, he was so hyper. "CoffeemusthavemorecoffeeIlovelovecoffeethisstuffisamazingwherecanIgetmorecoffee?"
"Coffeecoffeegottaloveyourcoffee!" Gandalf agreed, taking another sip of the caffinated drink.
"Coffeecoffeecoffee!" Gimili added, bouncing up and down in his chair.
Legolas rolled his eyes. "Don't even bother trying to talk to them They are drunk."
"Really? They do not look it." Merry watched the man, wizard and dwarf with a trained eye. "I don't believe it."
"Trust me. They are." Legolas muttered.
All four hobbits looked at each other and shrugged, then sat down and began to drink the beer. Legolas stared off into the distance for a while.
Soon Aragorn, Gimili, and Gandalf became overly hyperactive. "Let's go shopping people!" Aragorn shouted, punching his fist into the air.
"All right!" Gimili and Gandalf agreed before the trio rushed off into the mall.
Legolas sighed before getting to his feet. "Come on guys. We best go find them."
They moved after them. Frodo pointed to a furniture store. "Maybe they went into there."
Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, and Legolas all walked into the furniture store. The hobbits took a quick look around, then settled into Lazy-boy recliners in front of a wide screen TV playing an American football game.
"Wow." Merry placed the beer into a cup holder on the armrest. "This feels so natural."
"Run little person with the little object!" Pippin shouted at the screen.
Legolas grew wide-eyed and began to back away slowly.
The football player scored a touchdown and all the hobbits began to jump up and down. "TOUCHDOWN! TOUCHDOWN!"
Legolas backed away a few extra steps . "What are you guys doing?"
Merry shrugged as he settled back into his chair. "I don't know. It feels so natural."
"Go team go!" Frodo exclaimed, waving his beer in the air.
"I agree with Mr. Frodo!" Sam's eyes were glued to the TV.
"You people stay here. I will go find out where Gandalf and Aragorn got off to." Legolas began to walk away quickly.
"You forgot Gimili." Frodo called after him.
Legolas turned around. "So? Who cares?"
"I'm sure someone does." Frodo muttered after a few minutes.
"Oh yeah?" Legolas raised an eyebrow. "Name five!"
Frodo scrunched up his brow in confusion. "Umm..."
Legolas walked out of the store alone and began to search for Aragorn and Gandalf.
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Well, there you have it. Now the fellowship truely is broken. Will Legolas be able to survive on his own? What trouble have Aragorn, Gimili, and Gandalf gotten themselves into? Who are the five people that actually care about Gimili? Will the fellowship be reunited? What happened to Boromir? Will the fellowship ever find their way home? What about all those beat up salesman? Where is the mall security? So many questions...
And please review! I encourage reviews!
As for Manwathiel, phylitr, luthien thrainduilion, and Killing Perfectionist, you all win a life time supply of black coffee, which especially comes in handy when one runs low on energy!
Thankies!