Chappie Three!

Chapter Three.

The next morning, we arrived at the school very early and explained to the band director that we would need to bring some thing into the uniform room and we would like to borrow the keys. With the keys in our hands, we drove home, picked up the hobbits, and drove back.

We prayed that we would not find the police when school let out.


With Alicia driving, I managed to stick Merry into Alicia's backpack (after ripping everything out) and put Pippin in mine. Sam and Frodo would have to walk with us, posing as Alicia's younger brothers if anyone asked. We only hoped that no one would remember that they were really on vacation.

We managed to sneak them in through the side doors and were ten minutes late to class. We unlocked the uniform room door, stuck the hobbits in there, told them to be quiet, and gave them bottled water and left over potstickers.

The day was awful, involving tardies for both of us, checking on the hobbits between classes, taking bathroom breaks to make sure no one found out they were there, and Alicia managed to sneak them our lunch.

We called home during homeroom on Alicia's cell phone, realizing on the third ring that we had not explained the concept of the phone in general.

"You realize that they probably are freaking out hearing this ringing?"

"Oh, no! What if our parents call? What if someone calls and they answer?"

"Alicia... Well, our parents know we're in school right now and who would call us?"

"Still..."


By the time all of us got home, the hobbits were wearing most of the uniform parts fro the marching band room, including some of the color guard parts.

"Why were there color guard things in the uniform room?"

"Who knows?" I answered, trying to get a hat away fro Merry. "All I know is that I need to get these back to the school and clean up that mess before anyone goes back there."

The moment we entered the house, Alicia and I were stunned. We didn't think that they would keep the house perfect, but not nearly this bad, especially with the hobbits gone. Thing were broken, laying out, and, to our fears, the telephone was in pieces in the middle of the living room.

"What happened to the phone?" I cried.

"Oh," Gandalf explained, eyes never leaving the television. "Well, it made evil noises twice and then, when it happened a third time, I smashed it."

"Why? You had no right to do that!"

"You are very welcome for me banishing the evil spirits."

Sighing, Alicia threw away the remains of the phone as I took the band jackets, chains, and flags away from the hobbits.

Chappie Three is Done! Oh, to the previous chapter, I don't own the Power Rangers or Elmo or the weather lady... I just needed to mention them... Sorry about not doing that sooner! I don't own any of this except my own original ideas; my friend even forgot I had this story until I called her and let her know I found it... Please review! Thanks!