Chapter XIII: Unlikely Alliances

We were in a pool party, my thirteenth birthday, swimming.

"Come on in Amy!" I called out to one of my best friends.

"I don't think I can!" She replied.

"Just jump!" Jen encouraged, "don't look back. Don't look down. Jump."

"Jump! Jump! Jump!" We chanted. Amy stepped off the porch. REEEEEEEEEK!

I jumped up in my bedspread, my eyes darted around, what was that noise? REEEEEEEEEK! There it was again! Aleece was oddly quiet… unless.

I ran over to find a pitiful, struggling creature whose tail was under Aleece's hoof.

"Release!" I shouted at Aleece, "if you wanted breakfast, you should've woken me up."

Aleece gave me a disgusted snort and released the creature.

"Look," I held up… oh what was that thing? I think it was some sort of a cat. It's ears were so bat-like and odd and it's eyes were large and round. It's face squished together, the fur was a dingy orange that ranged from butter orange and crap brown. And the tail was a tail sort of like a cats, but at the end it was a lion tail. This creature was very… odd.

"Er- say hi?" I said to Aleece, he snorted and turned his head. Why do my animals get the attitude? I put the thing down.

"Well, run off." I told it. It didn't, "fine, stay, and when you're back under Aleece's hoof. Don't call for help." Why was that thing oblivious.

I took out a piece of our lembas bread, split it in half and gave one of them to Aleece. Suddenly the creature jumped up and took my piece of lembas!

"Get back, Jack!" I hissed and grabbed my bread, he resisted, hissing and clawing until I gave up and got a new piece for myself.

After packing up I glanced at the demented creature, in a weird way he was okay. But I still was a little mad for him eating my breakfast. I saddled up Aleece and looked at the creature. "Are you coming or not, Jack?" I asked.

From then on his name was Jack.

Okay, I just want to get something out there and it might be a bit of a rant:

There was this GUEST review from 'dude' where it said; No, I'm not thinking that. I'm thinking that even for a humor fic, you need to have some semblance to logical and good writing. This is none of the above... Not logical, badly written and very un enjoyable. Okay, who do you think you are? I take criticism perfectly fine but you are simply saying I suck. Why? What am I doing wrong? You say "need to have some semblance", what am I doing wrong with that? Quote the story if you must! But guest review? Seriously? If you don't have an account that's fine but if you do you're just a coward. And what's your idea of "enjoyable"? A peppy Mary Sue prancing with leggy-poo? Wake up! Lastly I've been put down all my life and I don't care if this is personal issues or not, but writing was my one escape from that life. Don't ruin it for me.

Oh yeah, I don't own Lord of the rings and sorry for people who actually read and got in a downer-mood after this for once happy chapter.