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Chapter six

Baseball bats and pillows

The first thing Gwen saw when she woke up the next morning was the figure of a man staring evilly down at her holding a square fluffy object. It took a few seconds for Gwen to register that the man was actually Morgoth and the object he was holding was a pillow. Now this had caused Gwen great alarm because four years ago her house had been broken into at night. She was woken when a man entered her bedroom and tried to strangle her with a pillow. Seeing a man above her with a pillow for a second time in her life caused great distress and alarm and she reached under the bed and grabbed the baseball bat before Morgoth could even realise that she had done so. She jumped out of bed with the bat and began hitting him in the head with it.

"Get away from me you creep!" she screamed.

"Woah, wait, hey! Stop it! I was only joking! You weren't waking up and Kisha told me to wake you up! Stop hitting me with the baseball bat! Damnit that hurts!"

Sauron was already out of bed and watched the entire scene play out from the safety of the corner of the room. Gwen forced Morgoth out of the room with the baseball bat and continued to hit him down the hallway. The entire sight looked rather comical as Gwen was still in her unicorns and rainbow tank top and shorts that she wore to bed.

"I swear to Ilúvatar if you ever do that again I'll do more then hit you with a baseball bat!" she said swinging it again in the hallway. It connected with his neck.

"Hey! I was only doing what I was told! Stop hitting me!"

Manwë and Namo heard the commotion in the hallway from their room. Kisha had already left to check on breakfast. It was Aragorn, Legolas, Sam, and Gandalf who decided to cook it this morning.

"What's going on out there?" Manwë asked.

Namo shrugged his shoulders under his black cloak and said nothing. Manwë emerged from the room and watched as Gwen hit Morgoth with the bat again. This time it connected with his kneecap and he was jumping around down the hallway trying to get away.

"Would you stop it woman!" he yelled in a harsh menacing voice.

Fëanor, who had been sitting in the living room catching up with his estranged wife, heard his sharp voice and to him it reminded him of the Lammoth. He shuddered and the two left the living room and walked down the hall to see what was going on.

Gwen raised the baseball bat again and swung it down for the one-hundredth time or so. This time it connected with the side of his head. Morgoth put a hand to the side of his head.

"I can't see! What the hell did you do to me? Damnit woman! Screw Manwë's warning! You're going down!" he screamed. He probably could have killed her if one of two things had happened. If he had been able to see, he, more then likely, would have summoned up enough strength to take the baseball bat away from Gwen or if Manwë had not taken the most opportune time to intervene. But, as luck would have it, Manwë snuck up behind Gwen and as she raised it to hit him again he plucked it from her shaking fingers. Morgoth staggered to the floor. He still could not see out of one eye and part of his face looked worse then the 'talking to' that Manwë had given Morgoth and Sauron the night before.

Gwen stood shaking in the hallway and tried to calm down. Her chest was heaving up and down and her face looked as if she could kill. If Manwë had not broken up the fight at the time he did then one of them would have been dead or unconscious. Manwë took hold of Gwen's shoulders and shook her.

"What got into you?" he demanded. He took care to not yell at her for it seemed as if she was in some sort of sleeping state and had not yet woken up from a deep sleep. He shook her again and this time she looked at him confused.

"What happened?" Manwë asked.

Gwen looked down and saw the baseball bat. Recognition set in and she realised what she had done. She gasped and put a hand to her mouth.

"Oh my Ilúvatar," she exclaimed.

By now the entire new camp staff, including the kitchen workers and Kisha, was in the big living room looking on. Sauron slinked out of the room and was watching from the other end. Manwë looked up past Gwen and at Sauron. He knew he would not get anything from her in her current state and so he would have to ask Sauron.

"Sauron, what happened?" he asked.

He walked down the hall towards Manwë so he wouldn't have to shout down the hallway.

"Morgoth and I had woken up about an hour and a half earlier and around Kisha came into the room around eightish. She tried to wake Gwen up but she seemed to be in a really deep sleep. Kisha had to run out of the room to check on the kitchen staff so she asked Morgoth and I to wake Gwen up. Morgoth said he would do it so he grabbed the pillow and stood over her. She woke up, probably from the feeling that there was someone above her, and freaked out. She pulled a baseball bat from under the bed and started hitting him with it," Sauron replied.

"Oh crap," Kisha muttered from the big living room.

Gwen seemed to be calming down and Morgoth had gotten off the floor and made his way to one of the couches. Saurman and Thuringwethil started checking him over for any major injuries. Apparently Gwen could really swing a bat.

Manwë turned his attention back to Gwen.

"Why did you attack him?" Manwë asked.

By now she had regained full composure. Manwë led her to one of the couches in the living room and had her sit down. He asked her the question again. She quietly told him about the time a man came into her house and tried to strangle her with a pillow. Manwë guessed in her sleeping state that Morgoth, standing above her with a pillow, brought back unwanted memories.

See, I knew I should have been a psychologist. Manwë concluded.

Kisha went over to Gwen and knelt beside her.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Gwen nodded.

"Oh my Eru, did I kill Morgoth?" she asked.

Tulkas gave a whole hearted laugh and put his hand on his chest.

"No, I think it would take a lot more then a baseball bat to do in the Dark Lord," Tulkas replied.

She put her head in her hands.

"I never thought I'd say this but is he okay?" she asked.

"He'll be alright," Saurman replied from the other side of the room.

"He's only got burses and you didn't blind him from what we can see. His eye just swelled shut," Thuringwethil concluded.

"Well isn't this a swell way to start the day. Chick beats up Morgoth with a baseball bat. Why didn't I think of that?" Fëanor asked.

"Be nice," Nerdanel commanded.

Fëanor rolled his eyes.

Aragorn, Legolas, Sam and Gandalf had already left the living room after the commotion had died down. Truth be told, the only reason they went into the living room was to watch a girl beat the bloody heck out of a dark lord. So when it was finished and Manwë had calmed Gwen down they realised that the fun part was over. They went back to the kitchen and finished making breakfast. Then the four of them took the food they had made and brought it into the dining hall for a buffet style breakfast. The one, and only, buffet style breakfast that would take place the entire six weeks.

Back in the living room Morgoth had an eye patch over his eye. Kisha had ran up to the infirmary across the camp and pulled out the first aid kit, and the eye patch. His face had three or four bandages on it and he looked pretty beat up. After he was patched up Kisha walked Gwen down to her room so she could change for breakfast. Kisha thought that after the morning's excitement a good home cooked meal would do everyone good.

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"How's your eye?" Fëanor asked Morgoth as he passed him by looking for a place to sit.

Morgoth glared at him with his good eye but his attempt at an evil glare became more of a comical sort and Fëanor burst out laughing.

"Shut up," Morgoth snarled.

Sauron, who was sitting next to him, patted him on his back and laughed.

"It did look pretty funny you know. I mean she was wearing a unicorn and rainbow shorts and shirt and she was beating you up with a baseball bat," Sauron said.

Morgoth took a bite out of his toast.

"Oh shut up."

Morgoth felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw Gwen standing there with a plate of food.

"Um, I'm really sorry," she said.

"Mmmhmm," he mumbled through his coffee.

"Really, I am, I didn't mean to attack you with the baseball bat," she continued.

She saw that there was an empty seat next to Morgoth.

"May I sit next to you?" she asked.

He shrugged.

"I don't care. As long as you don't attack me with the knife," Morgoth replied.

"Don't forget the fork," Sauron added.

"Or the spoon," Saruman added from across the table.

"I'm not going to attack him with any utensil," Gwen said taking a bite out of her eggs.

"Yeah, sure, tell that to my head," Morgoth replied.

"Well don't stand above me with a pillow when I just wake up then," Gwen said.

"I'll know that for next time," Morgoth replied. He put his empty coffee cup down on the table and belched.

"That was gross," Gwen exclaimed.

"Yeah well knocking out my vision was gross too but you don't see me stating the obvious," Morgoth replied.

Gwen opened her mouth to reply to his sarcastic comment but Kisha stood at the front of the dining hall.

"Alright everyone listen up! It's now ten o'clock in the morning and campers will arrive around one. Let's clean up our dishes and do last minute cleaning please," she said.

"As long as I don't have to be near Gwen if she has anything that could be considered sharp, dangerous, or a weapon," Morgoth replied.