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Max:

I shivered, and we pressed on. Then, Gandalf came to three tunnels, and paused. Gimli bumped into Fang, who mumbled, "Watch it, dwarf,"

Gimli grunted back, "I could say the same about your rude comments, boy."

"Oh yeah? Bite me." Fang taunted the dwarf, very un-Fang-like, making me instantly suspicious.

Gimli's eyes narrowed and his hand roamed closer to the handle of his double-bladed axe, "You insolent child!"

When Fang turned his piercing glare to Gazzy, I knew exactly what was going on.

"Gazzy..." I threatened.

"What?" Gazzy asked innocently with wide blue eyes reflecting the torchlight.

"You know what I'm talking about..." I rolled my eyes in irritation.

"I cannot understand what the young mister did wrong. However, Mister Fang seems to be provoking Gimli." Sam said and I snorted, "No, that would be Gazzy being an idiot."

"Idiot?" Legolas asked, always interested in different usages of language.

"Fool. Pip knows what that means," I said with a knowing smirk and Pippin glared at me.

"How is Gazzy being foolish Lady Maximum?" Aragorn asked from where he was laying out his bedroll and I wondered why he was using my full name.

"Max. No Lady. No Maximum. Just Max. And Gazzy had been able to imitate people since he was born."

"I apologize for my behavior toward master Fang," Gimli said from behind me and I turned around with raised eyebrows. The dwarf had actually apologized? This was a truly a day of firsts...

"But, young master Gazzy had better watch his back from now on..." Gimli grunted and putting his hands behind his head, the dwarf leaned against the stone wall and promptly fell asleep. Within seconds he was snoring right alongside Fang. I didn't even seeing Fang close his eyes!

"It bewilders me how quickly they fall asleep..." Legolas said, shaking his head in amazement.

"You got that right buddy," Nudge snorted, "Totally not fair..."

"Buddy?" Legolas prompted and I grunted, "Friend."

"Ah...I see..."

A few minutes passed in silence, and I heard a few snippets of Gandalf's conversation with Frodo. Suddenly Legolas said, "I was wondering...can Gazzy imitate each of you?"

"Yes, he can," Gazzy said in my voice, and Legolas turned his head toward Gazzy.

"Incredible...I would not have believe it if I was not hearing it with my own ears."

"Young master Gazzy is capable of more than just imitating people he knows well..." Gandalf voice said loudly, and Legolas and Frodo stared at the wizard, who was staring in shock down at us.

"Was that...Gazzy?" Frodo asked in shock, and Gazzy grinned and let out a burp. Every member of the fellowship other than Gimli, who was slumped on the floor and snoring like a freight train, gaped at Gazzy. The Gasman was loving being in the spotlight, and wasn't going to let it leave him for one second.

"And now Legolas says," Gazzy said in his own voice and then switched it to sound like the elvish prince, "Wow Gazzy, that's so cool! Can you do my voice?!"

Gazzy switched back to his voice and acted all flattered while Legolas' mouth opened ever so slightly and then shut again, "Why, thank you, and yes, yes I can do your voice,"

"Gazzy...you're bothering them..." I glared pointedly at the blond-haired bird-kid who crossed his arms and pouted.

"Wait, I just had a really cool idea!" Nudge said out of the silence, and I braced myself for the coming barrage.

"So, like, you know how we're all cut off from music and whatever, and like, we won't ever hear it again, and," Nudge babbled so fast that I was pretty sure the fellowship couldn't understand her, but just in case, I hissed, "Nudge, zip it!"

"I know Max, I know. So, anyways, I was thinking, wouldn't it be so cool if Gazzy could imitate and sing at the same time? Like sing pop music and we could all party? That would be so cool!"

"Excuse me?" Gazzy interrupted, "I am NOT going to be your personal radio Nudge."

"Aww...But you could sing that one song that Max says is bad...um...Fireball! Yeah, you could sing Fireball!"

Gazzy's eyes lit up and I put down the foot, "In your dreams Gazzy..."

"Aww... You're no fun Max..." Gazzy complained, and I threw him the bread I had been devouring. We seriously needed more calories than what we were getting right now. I was constantly hungry anymore...

Gazzy stuffed it all in his mouth at once with a muffled "Thanks!" and I rolled my eyes.

"Aha!" Gandalf suddenly exclaimed, and Merry cried, "He remembered!"

"No. But the air doesn't smell so foul down here. If in doubt, Meriadoc, always follow your nose!"

I snorted, "If that were true, we would have left Gazzy behind ages ago..."

"HEY!" Gazzy protested, "I can't help that my digestive system doesn't like me!"

I prodded Fang, "Get up lazy bum, Gandalf's found the way."

Fang pulled himself upright and smirked almost flirtatiously, "Is that any way to treat me after I saved your sorry butt?"

"Get a life loser," I said, rolling my eyes at this hopeless case.

We continued in the dim light for ages. Nudge was about to drive me crazy humming Shake it Off when we finally called quits for that night...Or day...Who knew in this dark dank hole...My nerves were on edge, and I longed to stretch my wings. I kept thinking about how the darkness pressed close like the bars of a cage. While the fellowship slept, we revisited some of our worst memories: hands reaching for us to inject us with some new mystery drug; being zapped until we passed out; running for hours on that hated treadmill; sizzling coils of wire burning our feet as we dashed around corners in a endless labyrinth of suffering; whitecoats cutting into our sensitive skin with terrible glinting scalpels while we screamed in agony; the glare of the hospital lighting and the sharp tang of antiseptic. This place was like living in a nightmare...

And we had two more days before we were back outside...