Trisher Nicole Married Who

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

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Disclaimer:

bugginout1232: FEAR ME i am a giant squirrel that feasts,

eekerrs: on Fabrico!

bugginout1232: upon pirate slash french man.

eekerrs: poor Fabrioco!

bugginout1232: especially those named fabrico!

Physcho Bunny, can you believe it? Troy was nominated for an Oscar!

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Chapter 47

Paige and Trisher's rather short, but Grand Adventure Part 1

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"Hey Trisher." I said, hitting her arm.

"What?" she asked

"What if,"
"Oh no." said Trisher

"What if, we take over the world?"

"What does that have to do with anything?" she asked.

Trisher was sitting on the coach, I had been sitting on the floor, as usual.

"Well, it has to do with everything!"

"How?" that was Trisher's normal answer.

"Well, all because of your want for World Domination, I am married to Faramir." I said

Trisher rolled her eyes. "You brought that on yourself. I offered you Captain Jack Sparrow or Will Turner. It was you who said Faramir."

"As a joke."

"But I take you seriously."

"I know." I said flatly "Anyway. How 'bout we just run away. Try to take over Middle Earth, and if we fail, meh, not on our permanent record."

"Paige, you are evil."

"Not as evil as I could be. Or as you could be."

"I know, now how should we split this up?"

"I want Gondor. Maybe Rohan."

"You see, I want the Shire, I love those little hobbits, I can use them to prop stuff up, and I could put my arm on them. But I want Rohan too."

"Okay, so we split up Rohan, half for me half for you. You can have the Shire, and I can have Gondor. Now, what about Dol Amroth? Rivendell? Mirkwood? Mordor?"

"You can have Mordor. And Mirkwood. I hate spiders."

"Me too. But I like Rivendell!"

"Fine. This is going to be more complicated then when you only wanted France and England."

"Can I have Australia too?"

"Sure."

"YEAH!" Australia is my FAVORITE continent/country.

"Okay, so back to business. How bout we just leave Mirkwood be, I mean, none of us want it, and it's just fool of gay elves."

"Okay, fine. I'll take Dol Amroth, and you can have Rivendell!"

"All right. But, Paige, how can we take these countries over?"

"Well, we can use blackmail." I said holding up my cellphone, which is also a picture phone. "Or, we can do it the hard way."

"I like blackmail. Let's see what you got." she reached for my self phone, and I pulled it away.

"Ah, ah, ah. No touchy." I said waving my finger. "Naughty. No, we are going to do this the hard way."

"Why?"

"Because," I said "It's the fun way!"

"Yeah, yeah, fun fun." said Trisher "How?"

"Easy." I said "We undermine authority. Invoke riots. La Revolution!" I said pumping my fist into the air.

Trisher smiled. "I get it." she said "But how?"

"Easy." I said again "We get spies. Spies that will not betray us."

"Like who?" asked Trisher

"Like whom. I have several people in mind."

"Who?" Trisher demanded "Who?"

"You'll see." I said "Don't worry, it's not like he's evil."

"Ah, so it is a he. Who is it Paige?"

"No one!" I said "No one." I repeated "Just wait."

Trisher kicked me. "Tell me."

I stood up, and moved to the middle of the floor, and assumed the lotus position.

"Tonight." I said "8:00. We'll see our informant."

"Oh, so it's not a spy?"

"An informant is a nice way of saying spy. A turn-coat."

"Paige you realize that you could go to prison for this."

I laughed. "Trisher, you don't get it." I said "I do this for fun. I don't expect it to work. I figure it will fall through in a couple days, and I'll be on to something else. Don't worry so much." I said

"I hope you lose intrest." said Trisher "I have no desire to spend my life in a Middle Earth prison."

8:00

"Pssssssssssst." a voice came from an alley.

Trisher and I walked toward it.

"No come closer." he said with a heavy accent "No come closer."

"How?" asked Trisher

"What?" I whispered

"How do you find a Spanish speaking informant in Middle Earth!" she whisper-shouted

I smiled "I have talent."

"Hey." he said "You gonna talk to me or what?"

"You talk first." I said "And then we'll decide if it's worth answering."

"Fine." he said "There's going to be a meeting in Rohan, few days from now." he said "You go then, I can almost guarantee another informant to help you incite a revolution, and from there, you take over everypace else."

"I don't like almosts." I said "Though, I do like the guarantee."

We could almost see him smile to himself.

"You know what your doing chicka, I'll give you that."

"Thank you," I said "What about Gondor. It has the highest to fall, and will take longer than Rohan or anyplace else."

"You got me there." he said "We don't have a plan for Gondor yet."

"Then we are not ready." I said "You don't attack the weak first. Once Gondor falls, the others will fall easier. You forget, the King has many friends in those nations."

"True, of course." he said "But what if they were just to...disappear."

I was silent "No one is to get hurt." I said

"People, they get hurt all the time." he said

"I don't like this." said Trisher

I shushed her. "I don't want anything bad to happen." I was getting a bad feeling about this guy, and I felt like I was being watched as well.

He snapped his fingers. Then we were surrouned by armed guards of Gondor.

"Aw, shi-," Trisher swore

"We have 'em boys!" they called "Let's take 'em in."

Once Again, Trisher and I found ourselves in a jail cell.

"Guess your not getting into Harvard now." said Trisher

"Shut up."

Just then, the doors opened.

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GASP!

A cliffie! What will happen to poor Trisher and I?