Disclaimer-I don't own LotR
A/N-Sorry I haven't updated recently…this story kind of slipped my mind. I know it's kind of a short chapter…I'm kind of undecided on what to do next. Any suggestions are welcome. (by the way, I actually do know a lot about Lord of the Rings, and I really do like it. I have seen all the movies and read all the books. I am only pretending to be stupid because it is Mary Sue's point of view. Have no fear, she will die eventually!)
Mary Sue packed frantically. Everyone else was waiting impatiently for her. Men. Mary Sue thought, rolling her eyes. They have no idea that beauty this fantastic takes work. As she threw more clothes than any person could possibly wear in ten years into her bags, she thought about her travel companions. The whatevership of the who-the-heck-cares-because-it-did-not-pertain-directly-to-Mary-Sue.
She did not have a very high opinion of most of them. They were generally unwashed, ungroomed, and basically ugly. Gimli and Gandalf were practically deformed, Merry, Pippin, Frodo, and Sam were much too short for her liking. And their hairy feet! Couldn't they wax that off? Boromir was okay…he at least kind of knew how to dress anyway. Aragorn had the potential to be very good looking…if he shaved…and washed…and got a haircut…and got some decent clothes…and broke up with that Arwen chick. Legolas was hotter than hott, but he also threatened her place as the prettiest one in the group. She would have to do something about that. Maybe cut off his long golden hair, or 'accidentally' throw him in some poison ivy.
"Mary Sue! Hurry up!" a voice echoed from below.
"I'm coming!" She said, dragging at least ten bags down the stairs.
Aragorn raised his eyebrows. "Um, didn't we tell you to pack light?"
Mary Sue stared at him like he was an idiot. "I did!"
Her nine companions stared at her.
"This will be a long trip," Gimli muttered under his breath.