Authors notes: why thank you corrina:) I normaly don't like those either but the idea hit me when my brother went to a camp with a friend. hahaha, very funny! oh the stuff with Morgoth and Sauron is just going to intensify! I'll make sure of that. Those two are actually my favourite characters out of everyone Tolkien wrote. :) Oh there will be some terrorizing:)
Enjoy the story!
Chapter five
Help from above
"This just keeps getting better and better," Gwen mumbled.
By now the entire group of Tolkien characters had turned around to see what was going on. There, at the back of the room in the hallway, stood the Valar and Maiar.
"Oh crap," Morgoth mumbled. His eyes began searching for a way out.
Sauron began to freak out and started shouting.
"It was all him! He talked me into it! I didn't do anything! Honestly! He talked to me in my head and told me to sink Numenor, he told me to forge the ring! He told me to attempt a Middle-Earth take-over!"
Manwë rolled his eyes.
Why does this happen every time I show up? He thought.
"For the love of Eru control yourself. We can't do a thing about that at the present moment in time. Consider yourself lucky," Manwë explained.
"How did you get here?" Fëanor asked.
"I'm pretty sure the same way you all did," Tulkas answered.
"Did you see the lights in the sky too?" Pippin asked.
They all nodded.
"Yeah, we were playing our regular Valar vs. Maiar bowls tournament. We were leading nineteen to fifteen when this light above Valimar appeared. Then we all landed in the woods somewhere. We got lost then followed the sound of bickering to here," Manwë explained.
"Hey you can get us back right?" Merry asked.
Manwë shrugged.
"We really don't have any powers at the moment," Varda put in.
Morgoth laughed.
"Oh this is too good. The Valar are here and they can't do anything!" He elbowed Sauron in the ribs, "And you were panicking earlier, blabbing on about how you didn't do anything. Well now we can take over the world and they can't do a thing about it. I think I'll start with Valinor, how's that sound Sauron?"
Sauron rolled his eyes.
"Sometimes you can be dense you know that? We're not in Arda anymore. We can't take over Valinor or any place in Middle-Earth," Sauron said.
"Yeah, but we can take over this place," Morgoth put in.
"For an ex-Valar you are pretty dense," Gwen said a little too loudly.
Morgoth glared at her.
"You're going down human!" he screeched as he pulled out his mace. Manwë quickly put an end to it by firmly grabbing onto Morgoth's wrist. Tulkas took his mace from him.
"Hey you give that back!" Morgoth yelled.
"Listen, we may not have our powers but we can still kick your butt using strength. Now if you don't want to be cast out into the Void when this all fixes it self then I suggest you knock it off. I swear, when we get back to Valinor you're going straight in the Void," Manwë threatened.
"Who say's we'll ever get back?" Morgoth asked.
Manwë pointed to the sky. Actually he pointed to the ceiling of the room but the thought was still there.
"It was creepy lights who brought us here and I'm pretty sure it will be those creepy lights that will bring us back," he replied.
"You think so?" asked Fëanor.
Manwë nodded.
"Yeah well I hope so," he replied.
"Yeah but when we do get back I'm going to take over the world!" Morgoth exclaimed.
Manwë rolled his eyes and grabbed Morgoth by the scruff of his neck.
"How about we have a nice talk outside on the lawn shall we? Sauron, you come too," Manwë demanded.
Sauron nodded then sighed and then followed Manwë and Morgoth outside.
--
"Okay well that was interesting," Kisha said as she bent over to pick up her list. When she looked back up she saw that the Valar and Maiar were still just standing there.
"You can have a seat if you like," Kisha suggested. It made her feel a bit uncomfortable that the gods and goddesses of Arda were standing in her camp hallyway.
A few shrugged and remained standing while others found seats on the couches and floor. After everyone had settled in Kisha continued talking.
"Okay so this camp is six-weeks long and I have divided each week into a theme. The first week will be arts and crafts with Fëanor, his sons and Celebrimbor. The second week will be split in half as well as the campers…"
"You mean we get to cut the campers in half?" Thuringwethil asked.
Kisha sighed and rolled her eyes.
"No! There will be no cutting in half of any campers. What I meant to say is that the three hundred and fifty campers will be split in half. One half of the campers will be doing cooking with Hobbits while the second half does gardening with Hobbits. The third week will also be split in half. The first half will be a treasure hunt with the dwarves and the second half will be a survival camp-out with the Dúnadan. On the forth week there will be different lectures given by different groups of people or singular persons. I'll be talking to each of you individually and making out a schedule for the fourth week. The fifth week will start the camp Olympics. There will be a volleyball tournament, a field hockey tournament, a Baseball tournament, and a European football tournament," Kisha explained.
"Wait, can we have a bowls tournament also?" Varda asked.
Kisha nodded.
"Sure, the more the merrier," she replied writing down 'bowls tournament for week five'. "Week six will be the finals of all of the tournaments. There will also be a Tolkien trivia contest, the camp relay, the showing of the play, and other miscellaneous activities. Is that all clear?"
Mostly everyone nodded.
"Well Kisha it looks like this camp might survive after all," Gwen said with a smile.
"Yeah it appears that way eh?"
From the hallway a few of the Valar began to laugh. The two girls turned to see what was going on and they watched a very smug Manwë walking in with a very bruised and dishevelled Morgoth and Sauron. The three walked up to Gwen and Kisha.
"Now do you have something to say to these two girls?" Manwë asked.
They heard an inaudible, muffled sound from Morgoth. Manwë jabbed him in the back and Morgoth spoke up.
"I am sorry for causing you both pain and discomfort. I know my actions were not called for and I will not hurt, back talk, or bring about any further annoy with my actions," he said in a sincere voice. It made Gwen shiver and Kisha feel faint. Hearing Morgoth apologise probably hurt more then him actually trying to kill you. Gwen thought that if Morgoth and Sauron ever got back to where they belonged that they could use apology as a new form of torture. It made Gwen shudder.
"And Sauron, don't you have something to say?"
Sauron sighed.
"I'm sorry for breaking your window and I'm sorry you had to throw shoes at me to get me to leave. It will never happen again."
Manwë gave a very cool smile.
"There, all better. They won't be doing anything of the sort anymore. Fëanor, Denethor, Ar-Pharazôn, if you try anything similar you'll be doing the same. Got it?"
The three nodded.
"Good."
--
"Girls, it's time to go to bed," Mrs. Robinson said as she entered into her daughter's bedroom. The two girls were sitting on the daughter's bed playing poker and eating popcorn.
"But mom, camp's only an hour away and they start admitting people at one. It's only eleven o'clock. We won't be tired. We promise!" Chrisy promised.
Mrs. Robinson looked at them sternly.
"If you complain tomorrow morning that you're too tired then I will be very upset."
"We won't Mrs. Robinson," Kat replied.
"Well okay then. But don't stay up too late. You might be going to camp for six weeks but I have to drive you," she said with a smile. "Now don't go to bed too late. Goodnight girls, see you in the morning."
"Goodnight mom. See you in the morning!" Chrisy answered.
"Night Mrs. R," Kat said.
"Night," she closed the door behind her and the girls continued their game of poker.
"So, are you looking forward to seeing Gwen again?" Chrisy asked.
Kat nodded as she threw a chip in the pile.
"Of course, she's always been a big sister to me. She said that when I'm old enough I should apply for a job at camp. Wouldn't that be awesome?"
Chrisy nodded.
"Yeah, and stay in the councillor dorm with dreamy Mr. Erik," Chrisy said swooning.
"You mean Mr. creepy theatre guy?"
"He's not creepy!" Chrisy protested.
"Sure he's not. So you're going to do the play then this year right?"
Chrisy nodded.
"Of course! I wonder what the theme is for this year," Chrisy thought.
Kat shrugged as she took a bite of popcorn.
"I don't know. Nobody knows. They didn't release that this time. It's supposed to be some big thing this year," Kat replied.
"Maybe they'll do a movie theme this time! Remember when they did a Star Wars theme?"
Kat laughed.
"Oh I know! It was hysterical! Or the time they chose Phantom of the Opera?"
Chrisy sighed.
"Just picturing Erik playing the Phantom is enough to make me swoon," she said.
"Oh I'm so excited for tomorrow!" Kat exclaimed falling back on the bed.
"You and me both, I'm glad your mom agreed to let you sleep over tonight. This is going to be such a fun car ride to camp!"
Kat nodded and laughed.
"I hope we get to bunk together," she said.
Chrisy nodded too.
"I'm sure we will, we always do!"
Kat checked her watch and saw that it was getting close to midnight.
"Come on Chris, let's go to bed now. I'm getting pretty tired," Kat said.
Chrisy nodded.
"Yeah, me too."
--
Gwen walked down the hall to her bedroom. It was getting close to midnight and she couldn't wait for camp to start tomorrow. Through room assignments it worked out that Vairë the Vala and Arien the Maia would be sharing a room with Gwen. She was looking forward to sharing her room with a Vala and a Maia. She even picked it up and cleaned off the two extra beds of former staffers who had disappeared. She put the Sauron doll in her dresser and pulled the Sauron poster off the wall. She thought that having a Vala and a Maia sharing a room with her, they might be offended by a poster of a dark lord in the room. She opened the door and saw that it was not Vairë and Arien who were in the room but Morgoth and Sauron. Her eyes bulged.
"What are you two doing here?" she demanded.
Sauron shrugged.
"There have been some room changes. Hello room buddy!" he said evilly.
"Oh dear Ilúvatar, you have got to be kidding me," she said with a sigh. She turned and walked from the room. She walked down the hallway and ran into Kisha.
"What the bloody heck? Why am I sharing a room with Morgoth and Sauron?" she asked.
"You think you got it bad? Manwë and Namo are in mine! You're the one who handed out room assignments!"
"Yeah and I put Nienna and Vana in your room. Why is Manwë in yours? I put him with Varda," Gwen asked.
Kisha shrugged.
"Apparently she thought that these six weeks the two of them should spend some time apart. So the rooms got all jumbled and now I have Mr. Mope and the dooms man of the Valar in my room."
"Yeah well at least yours aren't going to try and kill you!"
"When I walked in Namo asked me if I wanted to know when I would die. I did not know the Valar could be so weird," Kisha complained.
"Well what about the 'no boys in girl's rooms' policy? Don't we follow that in the staff dorm as well?"
Kisha shrugged.
"Apparently not."
Gwen let out a sigh of frustration and clenched her fists above her head.
"This is going to be a very long, and painful, six weeks!" she exclaimed.
A head popped out from Gwen's room. It was Sauron's.
"Are you coming room mate? It's almost time for bed!"
Gwen sighed and Kisha laughed.
"I'm gonna kill them before the six weeks are done. First they acted all evil and I could take that but whatever talk Manwë gave them really mellowed them out. This scares me more then the killing part. Good night Kisha, see you in the morning," Gwen said as she reached out and gave her friend a hug.
"Night Gwen, you'll survive the night. I'm sure of it," she said reassuringly.
Bowls: same as bocce ball. I just have always called it bowls.