A.N/ It is done. It is over. The horrible, dreadful, hellish month that was November. We all feel like we've run a million miles and been forced through twenty sets of midterms. Basically, we all want to die. But on a brighter note, we all managed to churn out a 50,000 words novel (I use that word lightly as I'm not sure my story could be counted as a novel, it is really that bad). Luckily, we had this chapter spare in out bank of chapters so I'm able to post this even though the three of us are still trying to catch back up with the real world. :) Enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer - We own nothing you recognise, not even the iPod (which belongs to Apple)

Chapter Twelve – iPod? A Magical Music Maker

Seph's POV

We stood at the door for a while longer before hurrying back inside. Frodo gave us a short tour of the hobbit hole before leading us out into the garden where Sam was working.
"Sam." said Frodo "These are friends of Gandalf and they are to be staying with us." Sam looked up and his mouth dropped open.
"Elves." I chuckled lightly.
"Indeed we are Sam," said Kels who was staring at him with a bemused expression, "though most of the adults have taken to calling us elflings."
I stood silently as Sam bombarded Kels with questions and I smirked. All of the hobbits seem to really like Kels.
"Seph and Kels!" I turned to see Pippin and Merry running towards us. "Hello again!"
"Ils sont hyper. They are hyper."
Kels laughed and I smiled at the hobbits.
"Come on everyone." exclaimed Frodo. "Let's give our new friends a tour." So off we set. We saw flowers and plants, ale, pipe weed, more hobbit holes, more hobbits, the famed green dragon and I loved every bit of it. The hills rolled endlessly covered in green grass and each had a colourfully painted small door in the side of it. I had never seen anywhere so peaceful. Middle Earth was perfect. I briefly wondered why Di and Fin didn't agree. Why did they no longer trust me? Pushing all upsetting thoughts to the back of my mind I moved to walk next to Pippin who's happy chattering soothed me and I was soon smiling again. Briefly gazing to the side I saw Kels staring at me, a concerned look on her face. Kels could read me like a book and was the only person other than my parents who had that gift. Everyone else saw what I wanted them to. She had obviously noticed the slight change in my attitude. She gently took my arm and pulled me to the side slightly. All of the hobbits except Frodo continued with their merry conversation. Frodo was staring at me with equal concern.

"Pourquoi avez-vous dit Frodo? Why did you tell Frodo?" She shrugged and shook her head slightly.
"Il a demande. He asked." She looked up and put a hand on my shoulder. "Il n'est pas de ta faute. Le passe c'est le passe. Vivez maintenant. It is not your fault. The past is the past. Live now." I nodded and went back to the hobbits.
"I'm fine Frodo." The small hobbit did not seem convinced but let me pass anyway as I did not seem in the mood for arguments.
"How long will you be staying here?" piped up a rather oblivious Pippin who was the only one that had not noticed what had happened.
"I don't know Pip. Probably a long time."
"Good." I turned in surprise.
"And why would that be?" asked Kels, one eyebrow raised.
"I like you two. You are strange but I still like you." I chuckled and looked at my watch. It was almost eleven.
"Oh Valar! It is almost time for elevenses!" The hobbits jumped to attention and rushed back to the hole where we were once again treated to a light meal and I began to wonder about the future would hold. According to Di it was five years (give or take a few months) before the war began. That was five years to grow up and live with the hobbits. I was going to enjoy myself and I was going to train for the war. But right now, the trickster was bored. What to do... I looked at all my unsuspecting victims. My mind whirled with possible ideas until I had one. No pranks. Just a simple magic trick. I took out two coins and one of the ale mugs. I had everyone's full attention. Kels had seen this trick more than once but she wanted to see the looks on the hobbits faces. I sat behind a chair to prepare. I took a piece of blue tack and stuck one of the coins to the inside of the mug before exiting my hiding place. Sitting on a stool I showed them that the table was clear and I took out the second coin.
"I am going to make the coin go through the bottom of the mug." I placed it upside down on the table and put the coin on top. I quickly licked my palm to get more grip and then slapped the top of the mug. There was a clanging and I lifted my hand. The coin was no longer there. It was in my hand so I slipped it into my bag.
"Where is it?" asked Merry.
"I told you it would go through the mug did I not?" He lifted it up and they stared at the coin on the table. The force of me slapping the mug had caused the coin inside to drop off.

I laughed at their faces.
"You got Loki'd!" shouted Kels in honour of the silver-tongued god Loki of Mischief, Lies and Chaos. I explained the trick. They were soon all trying it out themselves.
"Hobbits." they all looked up. "Frodo told you where we came from did he not?" they all nodded. "Would you like to hear our music? It is a lot of fun." More nodding. I pulled out my iPod and they all looked confused.
"It is an iPod. A magical music maker." The look of excitement on their faces when I used the word magic was priceless. I took a quick picture and chuckled to myself.
"Aphrodisiac?" asked Kels who had developed an obsession with the song after Eurovision.
"Sure." I began to play it and the hobbits looked stunned. Kels and I began dancing. Soon we had Pippin and Merry spinning around and dancing along. Sam was still stunned at our outlandish movements and Frodo was laughing at his expression.
"I bet you wish Rosie would dance like that Sam."
"Mister Frodo!" Sam exclaimed but his tomato red face gave him away. I plonked down in front of them.
"Change the song!" Kels switched to 'We are young' by Fun.
"Ok Sam. Time for you to learn how to talk to girls." Pippin and Merry began to laugh so I shot them a threatening look.
"You're next." they shut up.
"So you like miss Rosie?" a timid nod was my reply.
"You must be confident Samwise. Find something that both of you enjoy, find out what she likes. And most importantly, be yourself. If a person asks you to change because they don't like the real you, they are not worthy of your love." I ruffled his hair and flashed him a grin. "Remember that Sam." And with that I leapt up and joined the crazy dancing circle we had formed in the middle of the room.

The rest of the day passed by relatively fast. It was mostly a blur. Dancing to pop songs then a stop for lunch (a long stop mind you, hobbits are very serious about food). Dancing to Taylor Swift until tea and then fairy tales until dinner.
"We were planning on going to the Green dragon for supper. It would be a great time to introduce you." I felt fear begin to thread itself through my veins, I had to introduce myself to the people I would be staying with. Kels took my hand encouragingly.
"Just let me lead. Hobbits like me." She winked and I mentally thanked her. I could deal with annoying humans but small hobbits were for the social, not the tricksters. We arrived at the Green dragon and sat down. It was very loud and there were lots of people eating and drinking.
"Hello everyone!" shouted Frodo climbing up onto the table. "I am sure you noticed the two young elves with Gandalf this very morning." There were murmurs and nods of agreement.
"Well I am pleased to say that they are going to be staying with me. They are sisters and their parents died in a tragic accident so they came to live here. I hope you will all welcome them." The shouts of agreement were louder this time. Obviously Frodo's moving back story got the desired effect. It was not far from the truth. For me anyway. Frodo beckoned us up onto the table and I slowly climbed up. The hobbits appreciated our clothing and I was glad that I did not decide to wear the mini-skirt I found in the wardrobe.
"Hello." said Kels. "I am Kelly and this is Persephone but you may call us Kels and Seph. Thank you for having us here and I am glad that you have let us stay." Everyone smiled up at her. Yep. Hobbits love Kels. I stepped forward and all eyes turned to me.
"I would like to have three cheers for our new friend Frodo who has kindly let us stay in his hole." The room erupted into cheers. Frodo smiled at me and I returned it. I leant forward so I was near his ear.
"Should I mention Sam? Get Rosie's attention?" Frodo grinned and nodded.
"I would also like to thank Pippin and Merry who have been very kind to us since our arrival." more cheers and the two, now rather drunk, hobbits got up on the table and did a victory dance before jumping off again.
"And special thanks to Sam who has been equally as kind and has been our guide since our arrival." Sam turned the same tomato red he had been earlier and I saw him glancing at Rosie while Pippin and Merry pushed him up onto the table.

The rest of the night was full of cheers and being introduced to most of the hobbits in town. Frodo kept avoiding the two glaring hobbits (guess who they are) as he thought they would disapprove (no surprises there). We returned to the hole late at night and I retreated into my room (If you were wondering it looked the same as Kelly's just blue in colour). I slid into a very earth style night dress. It was midnight blue. However I still did not understand why Gandalf had the urge to put a cartoon of Legolas on the front. I checked the wardrobe a few times and was annoyed to find that this was (very strangely) my only night dress. I would kill the wizard when I next saw him. Sighing I slid into my bed and took in the smell of wildflowers that had been used to scent the pillows. I stared at the blank ceiling and briefly wondered if I should put up some glow in the dark stars to make it more exciting. I fell into a disturbed sleep.

I was in the car again on the way to the beach. My parents were sitting in the front and my dad was driving. I stared out of the window at the beautiful Greek countryside and watched the green hills and wildflowers rush by. The sun was shining and the world was bright and beautiful.
"Are we there yet?" I asked. My mum turned around and smiled at me. The sun edged her hair in a glowing halo. She resembled me quite a bit but she was much more beautiful with dark brown hair. I had inherited my father's hair. I heard my father laugh and his short cropped, caramel hair ruffled in the wind blowing through the open window.
"You asked that five minutes ago kitty! Ten minutes left." Kitty. My old nickname. My father had decided that Per (the first part of my name) was the sound a kitten made. Hence my nickname. I had not been called that in years. We began to pass through one of the dark forests and I had a sinking feeling in my gut. I recognised this place. I was having the dream again. I thought it had gone. Suddenly another car sped round the corner at record speed and my father didn't have time to react before the car smashed into ours and the fire enveloped everything. The force threw the car up into the air and it rolled over twice. A burning pain consumed my body and I struggled to breathe through the thick black smoke. My eyes watered and I choked slightly as I attempted to undo my seatbelt. I looked up and screamed as loud as my smoke filled lungs would allow, my parents turned to look at me, my insides twisted in an attempt to throw up. Their eyes were full of fire and their faces were black charcoal which was slowly crumbling away to reveal their blackened skeletons. I closed my eyes to rid the image. When I opened them again I tried to scream again but it was stuck in my throat and all that came out was a broken choking sound. Fin, Di and Kels were lying on the grass outside the car with blood pooling around them. Their faces were the same as my parents, staring blankly back at me. I watched terrified as the fire continued to consume the car. The red hot tendrils reached out to grab me and burned wherever they touched. I let out one last scream before the fire reeled me in.

I woke up drenched in sweat and my body was shaking. I quietly slipped out of my bed and snuck in to Kels' room. She opened her eyes and immediately made room for me in the bed when she saw the fear on my face. I have had the same nightmare almost every night since the crash. My friends and I were constantly having sleepovers as their presence calmed my nerves and prevented me seeing it. Being in middle earth had stopped the nightmares as well. However the calming effect had obviously worn off, back to the same old painful sleep. I closed my eyes and drifted off. I knew Kels would keep me safe. She always did. She kept me safe from myself.

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