Hola! 'Sup guys! I couldn't wait to get up more chappies for you wonderful reviewers! Reviewers...

iceprincess141414-um...I think it's a comedy, but a little bit of a romance...kind of like "Hitch"! That's a good movie...

elven cats eyes/Gina-it's fun being a love-sick puppy dog!

Elflette-yayayayayayayay! A new reviewer! I think...well, you get a cookie! I think they're fresh...hmm... Maybe I should have Koli come back...he's funny...

Just Me-yayayay! I didn't have money for the bill anyway! I'm freakin' broke! 'Cause I spent my money on going to high school football games...

BlackRoseOrchid-Poison-yes, Ernie's a real person. He's my bestest friend! OMG it was so funny last Friday or something I found him after his band had marched on the field (he goes to a different school, so I almost never see him anymore) and I screamed, "ERNIE!" and jumped him. He was scared until I gave him a hug to say I'm sorry. Yeah...

I'm in love with this story right now! I started writing RotK last year and I'm still not done, so I'm re-reading TTT and I've missed it...I love it...

Disclaimer-gosh, you guys have to rub it in, don't you! I don't own it!

Yet Another Odd Entrance

Kelsey's PoV

"Duck." Mandy advised.

"FEET!" A large figure flew out of the tree and headed for everyone's feet. Ernie and I backed away from doom, but Legolas was in the line of fire as a person we all know very well clung to his feet.

Mandy's PoV

"Nickel!" I squealed, sliding down the tree and tackling my friend, which proved to be quite difficult since she was on the ground.

"Ow!" Nickel rolled away from Leggy's feet and stood up triumphantly.

"HA! I have succeeded!" Nickel yelled, clutching something. "Mine!"

"Whatcha got, Nickel?" Kelsey asked, reaching for the object.

"NO! MINE! My own…my precious…" Nickel turned away and started stroking whatever it was maliciously.

Legolas padded over, "Give them back!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"No…agh!" Legolas yelled, "Give me my shoes!" I then noticed exactly what Nickel had…Legolas's boots.

"Nickel—" Kelsey began.

"Mine!"

"They don't even fit you!"

A pause…

"So?"

I grabbed the backpack, "I want a pair of shoes that fit Leggy, are comfortable and…don't show his feet so Nickel won't attack them," I told it, reaching in. I pulled out a pair of…bunny slippers.

"Bunny slippers?" Kelsey asked.

"Hot PINK bunny slippers with those funky googly eyes," Ernie corrected.

"Ah!" Nickel jumped back, still clutching the boots and pointing a staff with a crystal on the end that looked oddly familiar at Ernie. "Who is it? What is it?"

"Your boyfriend," Kelsey said dryly.

"Ernie?" Nickel still had the stick pointed at him. Ernie waved his sword. "Ernie!" Nickel threw her hands in the air, still clutching the boots and staff.

She ran forward as if to give him a big hug, but was stopped by the sight of the bunny slippers on Leggy's feet. She pointed the stick at them and laughed.

"Twit!" Gandalf snapped. Nickel looked at him for a moment, then jumped. She righted the stick so that it no longer pointed at Leggy.

"Sorry."

"Gandalf, Lady Nicole…" Aragorn started, still obviously in shock. "This is…" He tried to find the right word, waving his hand in the air as though to describe his joy at seeing Gandalf and his misery over seeing Nicole. "…Um…amazing!"

"Anything for your birthday Estel!" Nickel yelled, carefully giving Aragorn a hug. "I'd give you a present, but my return to our epic return is a good enough present." She grinned, then stalked over to Legolas and the rest of us, "Look what Gandalf taught me!" She held out the boots and pointed her stick at them. "Naur naur dan i tal collo (fire, fire take the boots )!" The boots burst into flame.

"Wow…" Ernie whispered. "Fire."

"Where'd you get that?" I asked. "I want one!"

"It's only a hand-me-down from Gandalf," Nickel explained. "Someday he'll teach me how to make my own!"

"Coolio!" Kelsey announced.

"I know! My staff rocks!"

"I meant that it's Aragorn's birthday!" We stared at her.

"Kelsey, are you okay?"

"Yeah…what!"

Nicole's PoV

"Man, I missed you guys," I admitted as we made our way out of Fangorn. Ernie wasn't listening to me—he was busy swinging his sword at anything he could reach.

"Missed you too!" Mandy hugged me around my shoulders. "So…what's the deal with the staff again?"

"I told Gandalf I wanted one, so he gave me it."

"Just like that?"

"No…he needed a little persuasion…"

"But I thought only wizards could use staffs," Kelsey pointed out. I shrugged.

"Apparently not, 'cause…Ernie!"

"What?"

"Your sword's turning red!" Everyone turned around and looked at him. Sure enough, his sword was a bright, glowing red.

"WHOA!" Ernie dropped it, shaking his hand as thought it had burned him.

"Don't touch anything!" Gandalf yelled at him, bewilderment etched into every wrinkle on his face. "No weapons, no nothing!" With that, he let out a long, loud whistle.

"Ooo...can I do that too?" I whistled, but it sounded more like the wind than a shrill whistle. "...shoot..." At that moment, a pretty, white horsey galloped over to us, including three more.

"Ernie, ride with Aragorn," Gandalf ordered, swinging himself onto his horse and ignoring Legolas's astonished face. Idiot looked like a fish out of water with his mouth open like that. I giggled softly. "Twit, shut up. You're with me."

I trotted over to Gandalf's pretty white horse as Mandy snickered behind me.

"Twit?"

"Shut up," I smirked. "Ameranda." Mandy blanched and turned away to cower behind Legolas…but not before I pointed my staff at her.

"OW! Where'd that rock come from?" I hefted my staff innocently. Stupid Mandy…hehe…

We mounted our designated horses—Mandy/Kelsey (Mandy wasn't too happy), Legolas/Gimli (neither was Legolas), Ernie/Aragorn, and Gandalf/Me in front.

"Tell me of your friend…Ernie is his name, I believe," Gandalf told me.

"Well…he, like the rest of us, is an exceedingly GT child—he's 16, like me…wait, 15, he's a few months younger. We all went to school together two years or so together, but he goes to a different high school than Mandy and I while Kelsey goes to still a different school. Kelsey keeps in touch with us, but we haven't seen Ernie in a while." Here, I glanced over at him. I had missed him, truth be told, but had he missed me?

"Go on," Gandalf prompted.

"Oh yeah," I said quickly. "Um…Ernie is, if I remember correctly, obsessed with guns—stuff that's kind of like bows and arrows—swords and fire…general war stuff. It's a male thing; at least it is from where we're from. He is also weirdly obsessed with the deadliest war in our country's history."

"Does he have any…other names?"

"Oh, like you do?" This earned me a slap on the head. "Ow…okay…um, we call him 'Ernie friend, Dark Enemy of the World'. But that's mostly just a title."

"Interesting…" Gandalf seemed a bit more thoughtful that usual—an unusual occurrence in my experience. "Has he ever shown an inclination for…how do I put this…ruling the world?"

"Well, who doesn't?"

Wow...I wrote that all in one sitting...I feel special! OMG guess what! Homecoming is this week! And I got this gorgeous dress and I can't wait to wear it on Saturday! Eep! My boyfriend asked if I wanted a mum, but according to my teacher mums are only to be worn on Friday, not the dance on Saturday. Which is the next time I'll see him. Wow...this stinks...does anyone else think that mums are kind of stupid? ; )

It's raining in Houston! YAY! Except that I walk to school...crap...oh well! It's fun to walk in the rain. As long as it doesn't rain during the bonfire...btw, how do you burn a symbolic model of the team you're playing if the team is a form of weather (ex. tornadoes)? R&R wonderful people!

Haha! The plot is starting to be revealed! I'm so glad y'all are enjoying this! OMG! It's been raining really hard down here, and I went to school this morning (no duh!). There was no power. No lights, no a/c, no nothing. Since it was raining, it has a propensity to be cold, so I thought maybe I should wear a nice warm sweater (we have had rather cold weather lately). Then I thought, "Well, it also has a propenstity to lose power." Then I thought, "Naw, I'll just wear my sweater." BIG mistake. So, they had us all go to the commons (al 3000 of us) and wait there till the power came on. We waited for over an hour and a half. It was sooo awful and they wouldn't let us go home 'cause it would have been an unexcused absence. Retarded. Oh! And by the way, my street's flooded. Oh! One more thing: to end on a sad note, this mother and her 16-year-old daughter were in their SUV and heading into a flooded intersection and the water filled up their car and they drowned. So sad! ANYWAY, all said and done, please review! --The Editor

Gosh kelsey, you scared me, at first, I thought you said it was your mother and sister! Anyway, yes, the plot has begun (can you believe it?) all fifty or so chapters before were just set up. geez this is long. Yes, Mandy, Mums are stupid. we could always make our own though . . . .hmmmm, bg flowery things . . . where do you where them anyway. Oh, and Mandy, I WANT MY GARMENT BACK!

Fine...I'll give it back. : p btw, do you want to be my twin for twin day on Thursday?