"So, somehow, you got sent here, and my sister got sent somewhere else."

"I think she was sent to travel with the fellowship, miss," Samwise replied. I shook my head. This was too much. "Would that mean that she's living in your body?" He nodded. "Look, no offense to you, but you said you were a Hobbit. Aren't you guys short?"

"By most standards, yes. Why don't I tell you what happened to me, and you explain your sister's situation."

"I have a better idea," I broke in. "Why don't we do that over breakfast?" His face lit up. Guess he was hungry.

"Excellent. What do you eat for your first breakfast?" I gave him a long, hard look.

"We only eat one." Samwise sighed.

"Most folks do," he said, following me downstairs.

Honestly, how many breakfasts could someone eat in a day? I filled two bowls with cereal and poured us both some fruit juice. I didn't use any appliances because then I'd have to explain them. Frankly, I didn't want to confuse him. Besides, it was morning so I couldn't do too much thinking. Preston laid down by my feet. He wouldn't go near Samwise, noticing something different.

"Alright, tell all that you think is important." I expected him to first eat before, than talk, but he just poked at the cereal suspiciously. Did he think I poisoned it? He saw me make it!

"We were just two days out of Rivendale, house of Lord Elrond. We are headed to destroy the enemy's ring."

"Wait," I interrupted. "Who's 'we'?"

There are eight others besides myself. Strider the ranger, Prince Legolas of Mirkwood, Boromir-" Once again I interrupted him.

"Look, I can find this out from the books, why don't you just start from how you got here." He then told about finding the bag, and its contents. I'd have to read the books now.

"One thing miss," he said after he'd finished his story. "You've mentioned a book. What book is it? And how do you know about hobbits?"

"There's a book series by a guy named J.R.R. Tolkien called Lord of the Rings. I've never read them, But my sister has. She has the set. Anyways, it starts with a party and goes on to tell about going off to Moria or maybe Mordor to destroy the ring. Not to offend you or anything, all I know about hobbits is that you're short. Sammy once tried to make me read the books once." Samwise nodded. "Now for Sammy's story. She went to a movie marathon, so she was at a friends house all day. On her way home, she found a bag like the one you described and with similar contents. She went to bed, and over slept this morning, or rather, you did. So I went to wake her up, and the rest is history. Any questions? No? Good, then eat your cereal, I didn't poison it for crying out loud."

AN: Okay i wanted to get back to the fellowship, but I didn't want to start a new chapter. That was told by Annie, Samantha's little sister by the way.

I do like to cook and all, but this isn't how I envisioned my summer. Beginning was tough, I had to examine the supplies, and think how much they would need to keep going. I ended up using the rolls in the bag I'd found. I'd somehow managed to bring it with me! I roasted some ham, and made little sandwiches. They went over pretty well.

While the rest were eating and talking, (mainly Aragorn and Gandalf) I looked at the rest of the contents of the bag. There was my wooden flute, my cell phone, (as if I could get a signal) and a scarf of mine. Who had packed this? Just then, I got a call. Thank goodness it was on Vibrate. Whoever packed my stuff was obviously smart enough to realize the fellowship wouldn't understand cellphones, or for that matter, the Chicken Dance.

Another AN: I wanted to leave you at a cliff hanger. I SWEAR the chapters will get longer and better. Sorry if they suck. Sephiroth7, thats for you.