Replies:

Psalm 136: It's good to hear that you like it! Yes, the Sue will probably have a really dramatic reaction to a flame... that will be extremely fun to write...

Arndis: Your eye is twitching just READING it? Guess how bad it is WRITING this junk? On the last chapter, when I was writing the new part of Rebecca's story, part of the time I was gagging, and the rest of the time I was laughing hysterically for no apparent reason. I'm trying to not let this story get to me...

Cowgirl4Christ: Oh, dearie, there are a lot more people that agree with me. And which superman thing are you referring to? And yes, those fake reviews are really fun... to read and to write.

tolkienfan1: Oh, I hate them as well! Nay, not hate. Loathe, despise... need I go on? And I can't STAND to write it. I have to be sitting down, naturally. Typing while standing is excessively annoying and rather difficult; I've tried it before.

Avlaons Mists: I know, isn't that sad? I think it is. That people can actually write this stuff and call it literature is beyond me...

MademoiselleSilver: Popping up like mushrooms... such an excellent term! Yes, this story makes me cringe as well... and often I try hard not to empty my stomach of its contents while I am writing a new chapter. One thing is good: I can type REALLY REALLY well, and really fast, and I type so well I don't have to look at the screen, so while I am typing it, I simply close my eyes. Of course, later on I have to go back and check for major spelling/grammatical errors, but I just skim through it...

Zelscar: I agree.

Chapter 5

"Finally!" With an irritated little sigh, Rebecca thrust aside her books and logged back on to her computer. It was well past midnight, but she had just had a sudden burst of inspiration for her story, and that was something that could not be ignored!

Chapter 4

"Faith... Faith, wake up! The sun has risen." The girl woke up to the beautiful sound of Legolas's voice in her ear. Immediately she sat up and smiled at him.

"You look beautiful." He said, stroking her cheek.

A light blush reddened them just as Legolas lowered his hand. He smiled; she continued to smile. They sat there and stared into each other's eyes until Gimli called them to eat.

Faith almost snapped at him, so angry was she that he had spoiled a romantic moment. But with one look at her beloved Elven prince, all the anger melted away.

Legolas moved Faith closer to the fire, edging the others out of the way. They did not mind, however, captivated as they were by her beauty. She moved with such elegance; taking a hunk of bread from the loaf, chewing. It was not until she had finished her breakfast that the rest of them remembered that they too needed nourishment.

Meanwhile, she went to pack her things, only to discover that Legolas had already packed them for her.

"Come with me."

She eagerly took his hand, and he led her to a small wooded area.

"Look here, Faith." He showed her a cluster of beautiful purple wildflowers, and she gasped with happiness. "They are so beautiful," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Legolas plucked one of the dainty flowers and slid it behind Faith's ear. Then he leaned in closer and kissed her tenderly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

"Legolas? Faith? Where have you two disappeared to?" Called a voice. Legolas groaned unhappily and pulled away. "We'll finish this later." He whispered to her as they walked back. Faith simply blushed again.

Soon, they set off. Legolas helped Faith mount Sweetness, and off they went. For a few hours she rode along, talking to Legolas and occasionally introducing one of the others into the conversation.

After a while, Faith saw a small animal just sitting out in the middle of the field. She remembered what somebody had said about killing animals so that they could save the food supplies from Rivendell for as long as possible, so she quickly took out her bow and an arrow from her quiver, aimed, and shot. The animal slumped over, dead.

Legolas looked up in surprise.

"I feel so awful, killing an innocent animal." Faith said, tears streaming down her face as she turned Sweetness in the direction of the animal.

Legolas followed, and after she dismounted, went to her and put an arm around her waist. "It served its purpose," he said, kissing her temple.

Faith nodded. Legolas took the edge of his cloak and wiped away her tears. He kissed her quickly, softly, then bent to pick up the animal. After stuffing it into a bag, he helped Faith mount again, then chattered happily, making her smile. He did so love to make her smile!

With a triumphant grin and a yawn, Rebecca Maria saved the chapter and logged onto the internet. Even if it was short, it should satisfy her readers for a while, at least. Suddenly remembering them, she decided to check her reviews.

LegolasLuvver34: tis is th most romatecest chaper yet! OHHHHHHH my goooooooooosh! how do u do it? i totly luvv tis sorty! udat! udat!

LeggysGurl: that was th bertst chaptir so far! suc romannse! soooo cuet! lik, leggy is soooooooooooo hott!

LeggiesNumbr1Gurrl: Sooooo ramantic! u tottlaly wrete good!

TrueTolkienFan: This is disgusting. You are such a disgusting, sad, pathetic person! At least you can spell, and your grammar is pretty good, I'll give you that. But this is disgusting! I loathe stories like this, and I especially loathe writers like you. I wouldn't even call you a writer, or a Lord of the Rings fan. No TRUE Lord of the Rings fan would ever do this! How can you possibly go on living when you are writing such junk? DON'T YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU ARE DOING?

Rebecca's face fell at the last review. She read it three times, and then she realized she was sobbing. With a heartwrenching cry, she threw herself on her bed and cried her very heart out. How could somebody do this? How could somebody write such a horrible thing? How could somebody not like her story? She asked these questions over and over, and after about thirty minutes of crying, she grabbed some tissue, wiped her eyes, and chalked it up to those nasty people who are obsessed with the books.

"That has to be it." She told herself as she wrote some quick replies to her reviewers, ignored her flamer, posted the chapter and went to bed. As she lay there in the dark, she cried a little more, then gave herself a little pep talk. She looked at her clock; the digital numbers read 3:07. Definitely time to sleep.