Hi! Sorry for the long wait, and for those who want a post on Lost in Rivendell, you'll get one soon, I promise. The next post is important, so I am afraid of screwing it up. It will be up soon, I promise. This story was easier and so was a good break.

For anyone else, please enjoy and tell me what you think!!

Lolly: You're right!!! Geez, I feel SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO stupid!!!!!!! Well, I fixed it and thanks for pointing that out. I can't believe I did that I was trying to finish the post fast before I went to school, I'm sorry!!

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Sam was staring at the food suspiciously as I set it down. He nudged Frodo gently as Frodo reached for it. "Mr. Frodo...maybe you oughtn't eat it...it don't look right healthy to me." He whispered nervously.

Frodo seemed about to say something, when I laughed. "I assure you, Sam, there is nothing wrong with my cooking. It's too overdone to have anything in there to hurt you, I promise!"

That earned me a smile from Merry and Pippin as they served the food, seeing the truth to my words. They didn't care too much; food was food to healthy-eating hobbits. I guessed Sam probably wouldn't have cared either if it weren't for the fact that he worried for Frodo so.

I had given them cereal, watermelon, bacon, eggs, toast, and pancakes. All except the cereal and fruit, which even I couldn't ruin, were just overdone enough to be suspicious, so I could understand Sam's reaction. Usually I would have cooked a lot less, but I had decided that cooking for five men required more than usual, to say the least.

Pippin was eating a few pieces of cereal from the box and made a face. "Might as well be with orcs, as bad as this is!" He whispered to Merry, pointing to the box of cereal.

I had to laugh. "You're eating it wrong, dearest Pip." I said, and walked over, picking up a bowl and pouring the cereal, adding the sugar, and then adding milk.

Immediately the rice crispies did what they do best, going snap crackle and pop, and Pip jumped two feet in the air when I tried to set it down in front of him.

Legolas stood as well after looking over to see what the commotion was about, eying his new found foe with distrust as he laid a hand on the handles of one of his twin blades. "What sort of devilry is this, human?" He demanded with a glare in my direction from the corner of his eye.

I glared right back. "It's called cereal, and it's not a devilry, it's a favorite of children. Furthermore, my name is not human, it's Sunny Brooke, or Nóruinen Sáralondë in elvish, if you prefer, Legolas." I smiled at the hobbits. "Or Iris Burrows if it makes you hobbits feel more at home to call me so." I continued.

Pippin grinned, but Legolas frowned. "How came you by an elvish name?" He inquired.

I returned his gaze calmly. "That is not your business, master elf." I said clearly, in reality not wanting to have to explain the internet to them, since I had got them from translating sites.

Legolas' frown became deeper. "I shall call you by your human name, as I am not sure you are worthy of an elven one." He said, and looked at me as if daring me to defy him.

I couldn't help becoming angry at this. "You showed up in my home and I have allowed you to stay and fed you! What else do you want?!!" //Geez, Las was NEVER this bad in the books!// I thought to myself.

Pippin looked between us, and finally broke in in that cheery voice of his. "Well I'm going to call you Iris because I like it, and I like you." He declared, grinning from ear to ear.

I had to smile back. "Thank you Pip." I said. There was a long, uncomfortable silence, and finally I looked down to the cereal. "Is anyone going to eat that?" I asked. All the hobbits looked at it warily and inched away, and I sighed. "Fine." I said, lifting the bowl and spooning some in my mouth. I heard a few faint gasps, and looked down to see the hobbits watching me as though I would keel over, and suddenly began laughing, spewing cereal without meaning to. All of my guests ducked, and I sheepishly wiped my mouth, setting the bowl down. "Sorry?"

*****

I looked around my room and began shoving. Small assortments of objects and heaps of clothes had to be moved to make room for my five guests. After all, even a queen bed could hardly hold 6 people. With the hobbits help, I began laying out blankets on the semi-clean floor, and making beds…sort of. My guests didn't seem to mind though. After all, they'd been sleeping in Moria!!!

I handed the middle earthlings pillows. "I'm going to sleep on the floor, and I think that if you want, you four hobbits could probably fit just fine in my bed." I smiled, and began to lay down on the floor, pulling a blanket to my chin.

The hobbits looked at each other in confusion. "But…" Pip began, "It's your bed!"

I laughed. "I'll be fine on the floor, don't worry."

Pippin shuffled his feet. "Couldn't we share the bed?" He asked without thinking.

"Pippin!" Frodo declared, and the youngest hobbit turned around to see the disapproving looks he was getting from the other three. He blushed.

I stood and went over to the now embarrassed hobbit. "Thank you Pip, that's very nice of you, but I will be fine on the floor, I promise. You just enjoy the bed and get a good night's sleep, ok?" I said, and Pippin nodded with a hesitant smile.

I settled down and was quickly asleep, despite all the noise. I had been to bed way too late the night before, as it was, and what with my work and school schedule, I was drained. Just as I was falling asleep, it struck me that I had no idea what to do with my guests when I had to leave. That thought lasted only a second, however, before I was fast asleep.

*****

A banging on my door awoke me. As I groggily rubbed my eyes, I saw the hobbits looking nervous on my bed, and Legolas standing with his bow all ready to go. I sighed, and stood quickly.

"It's all right, it's my father. Keep it down, if he hears you, I'll be in deep poodoo." I whispered, and walked over to the door, yawning. I opened it a crack. "Yeah?"

"Sunny, you have five minutes to be in your car going to school or your going to be late!" My father said.

I gasped. "Oh great…Um…all right, thanks!!" I shut my door in his face, turning to see the five LotR characters that had invaded my reality staring at me expectantly. I ran my hands through my hair. //Oh geez, what do I do with them?// I thought, restraining the urge to bite my nails. May's house! I had a key, and she wouldn't be home till 6, after work!

"Um, ok, I'm going to drop you off at a friend's while I'm at school…" Then I remembered. I had to work after school till 12 p.m.! May would freak if she found these guys in her home! And they couldn't very well stay here, it's not like my mother wouldn't notice! All right, who else did I know? Ann! She is home schooled!

Quickly, I ran for my dresser. "Get ready to go." I said. The boys looked around, but obediently started gathering jackets and other items. Then I faced another problem. If I left my room to dress, my parents would know something was up! "Um…I have to change, so I need you all to turn around." I informed my guests. They looked confused, then their faces cleared and they turned…very quickly. A little too quickly and eagerly. /Either they are complete gentleman,/ I thought, which might be true, /or they are just deeply disturbed by a stranger starting to strip. Guess I can't blame 'em./

Five minutes later, I was ready to go, my short hair partially pulled up, wearing a t-shirt and jeans and carrying my bundled works clothes under one arm and my Invader Zim school bag over the other. "Ok, here's the deal." I said, striding past my guests over to my window, and opening it. "I need you guys to climb out the window and wait there for me, all right? My parents can't see you."

"Why?" Pippin asked, and I could see the hobbits and elf all waiting for an answer, all wondering the same thing. I sighed.

"Because you don't exist in this world, remember?" I received five blank looks in reply. I was rapidly becoming irritated. "Look, I'll explain more when we're in my car. Can you do this for me PLEASE?" I half-begged.

The hobbits and Legolas all grumbled but obeyed. Once they were out of the window, I quickly bounded to my door and opened it. "See you tonight! Bye mom, bye dad!" I called, and went outside, quickly going around the house to find my guests. "All right, come on." I said, and led them to my car, opening the door and shoving stuff out of the way. "Hobbits in the back, elf in the front." I said quickly and got in the driver's seat, starting the car.

*****

20 minutes later, after having a great deal of trouble with Legolas exploring my radio and air conditioner controls and Pippin digging through my stuff in the back and trying to explain a seatbelt, I pulled in front of Ann's house. "You five stay here, I will be right back, and Legolas, I swear to god, you turn the radio to one more pop station and I'll break your bow."

Legolas looked up. "I would not recommend your doing that. My bow was given to me by my father and has been in our family for generations, much longer than a mortal can comprehend. It was originally given as a gift to my...…"

"Ya, ya." I muttered, a bit irritated, and shut the door before Legolas could finish, jogging to Ann's door and pounding on it. "Ann, hurry up!" I called into the closed door. A moment later, Ann appeared at the door, her hair mussed and rubbing her eyes. "Hi." I said as cheerily as I could manage.

Ann just stared at me a moment. "You did not come at this hour of the morning to say hi." She said a bit irritably.

"Actually, no." I mumbled. "Promise you won't freak out?" I asked. Ann yawned and nodded. "No, promise!!" I insisted.

Ann raised an eyebrow. "Ok…I promise…what's going on?"

I sighed and turned towards my car, gesturing. My guests reluctantly started to get out of the car, Legolas turning the radio one more time and Pippin grabbing something from the back seat. Frodo was the first on to arrive beside me with Sam right behind. "Hello." He said quietly.

Ann's mouth hung open as she stared at Frodo. A long moment went by as we waited for her to say something. Ann's mouth opened and closed a couple times before her eyes fluttered up into her head and she fell backwards. I looked down to Frodo, surprised. "You killed her!" I exclaimed.

*****

Yes, I stole that line from Jumanji, but I have ALWAYS wanted to use it!!!

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