Disclaimers: See the Prologue for more information.

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After a long wait, and a huge writer's block, I finally figured out what was going on in the chapter. Enjoy. :)

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6:

What Happens in the Cafeteria…

The bells were really loud. Livia hated that. She was having a pleasant dream involving her and Legolas picking mushrooms and red raspberries. How she wanted to stay in the dream longer… NOOO! She had to get up and get ready for school. Bounding out of bed, she rushed to the bathroom. There was no time. She needed to wake up and get moving.

Oh, she would enjoy having classes with her favorite characters. How bad would this one social aspect turn out to be? Would she still have her reigning glory? Then there was her friend who ditched her to hang around Disney characters. So what? At least she would have the Fellowship of the Ring. But how would they take to her? And what was Frodo like? She would need to ask him all of these questions.

Okay. She was dressed in the school uniform, which involved a blue vest, a white shirt and a long skirt. She had her books in her satchel, as well as her schedule. Now she could start the day on a good note.

If only fate were kinder to her. Livia hadn't expected so much running around to the different buildings. Even a slug traveled at a very slow, yet speedy pace towards his first class. Livia felt sorry for the slug. She wished she could help him. No. She needed to get to the cafeteria… or was it the Mess Hall? Either way, she hoped to find her friend Samson. And she found him as she grabbed her breakfast, which consisted of a decadent cinnamon roll, drizzled in white frosting, a cold glass of orange juice and a small glass of milk.

Only Samson was speaking with Mulan. Would it be safe to talk to him? He seemed to have an attachment towards the Disney characters. Well, maybe she should. And she did, for Samson waved her over. Good. Things were turning out well. Better than she hoped they would be, early this morning.

"Samson, this is your friend you were talking about?" Mulan asked, excited and calm.

"I'm Livia. I write fanfiction stories…" Livia's voice faded. Yes, she did, but why did she say that? She looked up when Samson laughed merrily.

"I write fanfiction, too," Samson said, patting Livia on the back.

"So you're both authors then," Mulan said, intrigued.

"That's one way to put it," Livia said, taking a bit of her cinnamon roll. So good. But where was her autograph book? She was surprised when Mulan answered her question for her.

"If you're looking for an autograph from me, or anyone present, we haven't got that set up yet," Mulan addressed them. "At least, I don't know the full details."

"So, we really can get autographs?" She was stunned. Was it safe to do so?

"You'll have to forgive Livia. This was something she desperately wanted to do," Samson said.

"Yes. I see that," Mulan said.

"Do you?" Livia asked, nervously.

"Yes. We have first timers here this year. It's the first year this school has been opened. Aslan wants to make sure that, if something does happen, we'll know. That way, we can improve upon the school's system and everything else in-between," Mulan answered.

"Is that all?" Livia asked, confused.

"As far as I know. What else is there?" Mulan asked, serious.

Good point, Livia thought. She took another bite of her cinnamon roll. It was so decadent and good. How she wished there would be more delicious meals. But then… did wishes work here? She had to find out for herself.

-.-.-

Frodo woke up his wife and his daughter early, before the sun rose. He understood their need for sleep, but waking up with the dawn was something he had done in the Shire. Now that he had his family reunited, he wasn't about to lose them. But what they were doing was important. They needed to find out what he uncovered two days ago.

"Dad, where are you taking us?" Rosemary asked between yawns.

"Frodo?" Ebony asked, getting the hobbit's attention.

"I have something to show you. Come on," Frodo said, carrying a torch into a stone chamber. Inside the chamber was rows and rows of books, in various bookshelves. The chamber's walls were of cavernous stone, tinted grey and red, but to the firelight it turned into a golden hue. He stopped and looked back at his wife and daughter, but could only smile gleefully to their awed expressions.

"What?" Rosemary asked, confused.

"Frodo, what is it?" Ebony asked.

Frodo set the torch against the iron placeholder on the wall. Gesturing his wife and daughter forward, he opened one of the hardbound books. For inside was something that intrigued them: how portals started in the University. There was also a picture that showed Frodo and his family with Aslan.

"We're in a book," Ebony said, surprised.

"Yes, we are," Frodo said, grinning at her.

"I don't get it." Rosemary pressed further. "What does it mean?"

"It means the beginning of your history in this world," Aslan said, joining Frodo and his family. "And all the endeavors you seek, that will come to pass." He added with mirth, "All in good time." He paused, letting the thought pass. "Now, I think it's time for you three to return to the surface. You have school."

"Come on, you two," Frodo said, leading them by torch back through the stone tunnel. It was time for the first day of school to officially begin… as well as getting their first meal of the day. He was going to enjoy this… or maybe not. He smirked at the thought. Yes, it was good sometimes to take the lead, even as something as new as this university.

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Gimli sat down at the same table as Legolas. In his hands was the kitten he rescued. Gimli caressed the kitten's head, scratching under its chin and giving it a good rubbing. He quite enjoyed loving up the kitten… until he was met by Legolas' shaking head.

"Master Elf, I am quite safe and happy with my kitten. I don't see you with an animal," he addressed the elf.

"I did not think you would retrieve the kitten Sif from her last hiding spot," Legolas intervened.

"Hey guys." It was Felicity, daughter of Cinderella. She set her tray down next to Legolas. She chimed in right away. "So, I hear that the dwarves are excellent singers."

"That's not true!" Gimli interjected.

"Oh, I believe it is." Felicity whispered, "Just so you know, some of the dwarves from Alegaësia are not very happy here. They expect a pay raise for their efforts as well." She added as an afterthought, "They want Gimli to sing."

"Well, you can tell the dwarves of Alegaësia that I am with my kitten Sif and my dear friend, Legolas Greenleaf," Gimli replied.

"It's Legoles Thranduilion," Legolas corrected him.

"Not this argument," Frodo chimed in, joining his elf and dwarf friend at their table. As he set his tray down, he watched Ebony and Rosemary join him. It was truly an eventful moment. He met Cinderella's daughter's gaze, the second she waved at him. "Hullo Felicity."

"Hello Frodo Baggins." Felicity added, "You know, I've heard great things about you. It's so nice to meet a Ring-bearer, such as you." She snapped at Ebony, who was chuckling, "Excuse me, but what are you doing? Were you mocking me?"

"No… well, sort of." Ebony apologized, truthfully, "Look, I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that."

"I think Felicity was joking." Frodo returned his attention to the red-haired princess, "You were joking, right?"

"That depends on you." Felicity said, calmly, "But yes, I admire you, Frodo. You found a wife, even though she mocked me, and…" she was interrupted by the dwarves behind her, who were pounding their mugs against the tables in unison. She returned her gaze to everyone else at their table.

"Seems the dwarves are rowdy," Ebony said.

"Yes, they are. Aren't they?" Frodo said.

"Let's hear a song!" Rosemary said, breaking the tension.

"We might have something soon," Ebony said, softly.

"What tune?" Frodo asked, curious.

"Jingle Bells," Rosemary suggested. Frodo grinned, nearly bursting into laughter. Rose asked, "Well?" She looked back at the dwarves, sitting at two or three tables in the centermost part of the room. It was almost amusing or appalling. "What are they saying?"

"More beer! More beer! More beer!" the dwarves chanted loudly across the room.

Frodo shook his head. However, Ebony, could not stop chuckling. To her, it was truly ridiculous. Frodo answered Rose's question, with one of his own: "I believe they're saying 'more beer'. I'm not sure why at this hour." He turned to Ebony, wrapping an arm around her. "Enjoying yourself?" He looked up at Rose, unsure what else to say to her.

"Well, I want a song," Felicity announced.

"Humph! Fine. I'll settle these dwarves straight. Excuse me," Gimli said, politely. Standing up, he announced to the baffling dwarves, "Dwarves of Erebor, the Blue Mountains, the Iron Hills, and our fellow Dwarfs of Alegaësia. You shall have your beer and your songs. Later in the day. For now, let's eat breakfast."

"You're an Elf-friend!" One of the dwarves shouted.

"Yes I am. And you, my fellow dwarf, are in a school. Now please, let's everyone pipe down and enjoy our meals," Gimli said, only to be pelted with cabbages. He sat down, nodding in understanding. He told Legolas, who moved a piece of lettuce off his tray, "Well, I showed them."

"That you did, Gimli," Frodo said, helping move the cabbages off him and his family's trays. Well, here was hoping for a good morning. But he doubted it. As far as he knew, anything could happen to them. He just didn't know what there was to find. But for now, he hoped, it would be a good day.

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Chapter 7 Teaser:

"Welcome to Geography," Frodo said to his students, pointing to the map of Alegaësia. "Now, who can tell me where the Varden are located?"

"In outer space," one fanboy asked, cheekily.

"Ha ha!" Frodo's grin disappeared. "No." He asked the class, "Does anyone know?"

"Aren't they in the mountains somewhere?" asked a fangirl.

"Yes, they are, Miss…"

"Livia," Livia said in introduction.

"Well Livia, you are correct." Frodo told the class, "But this question is only the beginning of learning the geography of each world, as each world has their own unique map, culture, pastoral settings and peoples." He pulled down another map, this time revealing four lands. "Now, this map is Oz, showing the Four Lands. Their history includes a movement through time. You can be young or old." He circled with his stick the central city of Oz. "And here we have the Emerald City, the center of Oz…"

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More of Frodo's lecture in the teaser will occur in the next chapter. For now, thanks for reading this story so far. :)