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Chapter 2: A slight wardrobe change; with oomph.
The sunlight of the next morning stung their eyes as they slowly awoke. Jackie began to stand, "I feel all stiff and heavy," she announced as she strained to stand up.
"And I'm cold!" Fern said
"So am I!" Susan said
"Jackie you look short, yet tall…"Mel said groggily, still lying on her stomach.
"Well you look like an idiot in that stupid dress!" Jackie yelled angrily.
Mel stood up quickly and looked down at herself "What?"
Mel was wearing a long flowing gown of green, with silver trim; she stared at it open mouthed and took a step. The dress moved with her step. She cried out and all turned to look at her.
"What are you wearing…?" Fern began to ask.
Mel giggled, clasping her skirts, "I feel swishy, oh so swishy, I feel swishy and whishy and…hey!"
"What?" Susan asked, looking at Mel dance around.
"I've got these funny leather things on my arms!"
"Maybe they have something to do with the arrows on your back?" Fern suggested.
"Who drew arrows on my back?"
"No, you've got weapons, arrows, in a holder on your back! How on earth…?"
Mel reached behind herself and pulled an arrow out of the quiver that was strapped to her back.
"Ok, I'm officially confused," she said, looking at the arrow in her hand. She looked around at the others and her mouth fell open. "And why the hell is Fern wearing pink?"
The others, preoccupied with Mel's startling transformation and subsequent antics hadn't noticed that they too had mysteriously changed into new garments, much grander then their previous ones, and quite different.
While Mel wore a long green gown, layered with light material which flowed off her body; Susan and Fern both wore shorter dresses, cut off at the knees, of a much thicker material, composing of only one layer, perhaps a second unnoticeable slip, but nothing that accentuated the dress. Fern's was a pale pink, so pale Mel almost mistook it for white upon first glance, and then noticed that it was defiantly pink; it was decorated with pink sequins that caught the light perfectly, and had soft ribbon laces at the back. Susan's, of equal length and material, was a rustic red, with long wide sleeves, that flowed past her hands. Mel wondered how she hadn't noticed it previously.
Jackie and Jess were clothed differently. Each wore trousers and tunics of differing colours. Jess's tunic was a deep blue with silver inlay, whilst Jackie's was green and blue. Jessie had a leather armour top under her tunic and Jackie had chain mail.
"This is really heavy," was all Jackie said as she investigated the chain mail.
"This is really freaky," Susan said, meaning the wardrobe change. "And really cold…"
Fern nodded, shaking, as she too was cold "Yeah I'm freezing!"
"Why do I have arrows on my back?" Mel said after a moment.
"Maybe for that bow, lying next to where you slept," Fern suggested.
"Ahhh… ok that makes sense," Mel said as she picked up the bow and attempted to use it, failing miserably as the arrow fell from its place as soon as Mel attempted to pull the string back. Jackie laughed hysterically at her pitiful attempt; the others just shook their heads.
"I MEANT to do that!" Mel snapped, highly affronted. She loaded the arrow again and held it tight as she tried to pull the string back. "Damn, this is really hard!" she whined. Jess helped her pull it back, and then Mel released it; it flew straight into the ground.
"Am I the only one that finds this all a bit strange?" Susan demanded of the group as Jackie discovered a scabbard on her belt. Everyone turned to face Susan. "I mean seriously, we've just been transported to the middle of no-where, we don't remember what we were doing before we came here, we saw WALKING TREES and now we have mysteriously changed clothes and been given ancient WEAPONS!"
Fern ran to Susan and embraced her, "It's alright Susie, we'll be ok. We're going find our way out of here…" she said, attempting to comfort the girl, though she herself did not feel so confident in her words.
Jackie dragged a sword out from behind a tree; its decoration matched that of her scabbard and she proclaimed it to be hers.
"What about me, don't I get a weapon?" Susan complained, still upset with all that had gone on today and yesterday.
Jackie looked over at the place where Susan had slept, "What about that stick thingy over there, that could be your weapon,"
"Oh great, you get a sword and Mel gets a bow and I get a stick!" she said as she picked it up.
Jess raised an eyebrow and sat up from where she lay upon a pile of clothes, "It's called a glaive, hello!"
Susan examined the glaive, looking at the two strange axe heads on each end.
"Alright," Fern said, taking charge again, "we need to concentrate for a moment; figure out why these things are happening-what the hell is happening. We've all been reacting very strangely to this situation. We need to remember that we are lost in a completely unknown place that we don't remember how we even got here. Or why we are even here. We should be on our guard girls,"
"Now I'm scared," Mel said.
Susan and Fern were visibly shivering; perhaps it was due to the cold they felt.
"So can we like get going, 'cause Suze and I are freezing!" Fern said.
"We defiantly need to keep moving, looking for a town," Jessie declared.
Everyone agreed and prepared to leave; each figuring out a way in which to carry their weapons. Mel carried her bow, as did Susan with her glaive which she had christened 'stick' as she was having trouble remembering the name. Jackie attempted to holster her sword, but gave up and decided to drag it around with her. Jess held the pile of clothes in her arms, attracting the attention of Mel, who raised an eyebrow. Fern discovered two knives hidden in her boots as she was checking to see if she needed to tie them.
"What am I, a chef? A well dressed chef who needs to cook at a moments notice?"
"Can we get moving? It's cold!" Susan complained, again.
"Which way do we go?" Jackie asked.
"Which way did we come from?" Mel asked.
"Your left," Jess told her. "Since towns tend to be built on rivers I think we should follow the stream along,"
"That's an idea, lets hope it warms up around here," Susan said.
"Do you guys want to grab your cloaks first?" Jess suddenly asked, holding out the pile of clothes in her arms. The others turned to stare at her. "What?"
"WHAT? You've been holding cloaks all this time, as me and Fern were complaining about how cold we were?" Susan yelled.
"You never asked for them," was Jess's excuse. Fern and Susan looked murderous, so Jess hid behind Mel for the moment. Mel took the cloaks off her and everyone took one.
"They're all different, how are we meant to know which belongs to who? I presume they do at least," Jackie said, looking at the cloaks everyone had grabbed and Susan and Fern had hurriedly tried on. Each cloak was a differently colour, and there were three distinct styles. Jackie's, Fern's and Susan's were all the same style, though in varying colours: the only real difference was that Jackie's was knee length and the others had long cloaks; Fern's was a pale pink like her dress, Susan's was such a deep purple that it was almost black and Jackie's was a simple brown. Each had a small hood, which just covered the head. Jess's cloak was green with silver trim, of the same material of the others: thick and warm, was long and had a hood that was big enough to cast a shadow on her face. Mel's was made of a similar material to her dress with a few layers, it was a silver grey colour, with the innermost layer being white, and this too was long.
"Everyone seems to have chosen the right cloak, how strange," Susan said, as she noticed the cloaks all fitted the person who grabbed it perfectly.
A/N
Important: This is set after the LOTR, though elves have never left (cause things would be way less fun if they did), orcs and evil creatures still roam, though less powerfully, and there are still leaders out there…somewhere. So if you like this in an AU Lord of the Rings.
"I feel swishy, oh so swishy, I feel swishy and whishy and…hey" is based on a quote from West Side story (I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and gay!) Meaning happy dude
Everyones clothing is inspired by characters in the film/book (mostly visuals from the film), and they will wear different styles and stuff…running around in a Galadriel inspired outfit is very difficult.
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