'Wait!' Legolas told me. I came back. He bent down and kissed my cheek and left to go sleep. I just stood there and brought my hand to my cheek. I'm never washing my face again.
'Levi? You still awake? Come to sleep.' said the tired voice of Pippin. I went over to him and went to sleep. Another perfect day.
I got up by myself and looked around. No one was there. I got up and looked around. Ah, there they are, by the fire. I guessed they were having a meeting. Spooky. I took off my shoes so's not to make any noise. I stuck my shoes by the tree. I started to crawl to where they were.
'Hullo Levi. Up so early?' Gandalf said. I jumped up.
'How-' I began, but Boromir cut me off.
'We're going into Moria. You have to come with us.' he told me. I gulped. I knew what's going to happen in Moria.
'We're leaving in a little while. Get ready.' Aragorn said. I sat down on a log. I was ready. I don't have anything to pack. Except my sword. But I told Legolas to hold on to it. I walked over to him.
'Do you still have my sword?' I asked him. He nodded and gave it to me. He also handed me a sheath for it. It had elvish writing on it. I stared at it in awe. When I was done, I attached it to my belt and stuck my sword in it. I looked good. Pretty darn good.
'Ready?' Sam asked me. I nodded. We were off to Moria.
I was near the front of our little group. Aragorn and Gandalf were the only ones in front of me. Legolas was walking beside me. The hobbits were behind us. Gimli was bringing up the rear.We probably walked for miles. After a while, I started to slack and ended up walking beside Merry and Sam.
'What time is it?' panted Sam. This walk must be hard for him. He's carrieng the most stuff. I took out my watch.
'It's 9:00am' I told him. They looked amazed. 'What?'
'How did you know that?' Merry asked. I showed them the watch.
'Whats that?' said Pippin. He and Frodo had came over to talk to us.
'It's a watch. It tells time.' I could see they still didn't understand. 'Like a sundial.' They nodded. They knew sundials.
'The Walls of Moria.' I heard Gimli say, I turned around, and saw him pointing in front of us. I looked where he was pointing and saw, the Walls of Moria.
'Tight.' I breathed. It was amazing.
'Tight? Why'd you call it tight?' asked Frodo. Oops, I forgot. There's no slang in Middle Earth.
'Um, tight means great, magnificent, or amazing.' I explained.
'Why did you not just say great, magnificent, or amazing?' Frodo asked. I shrugged.
'It's easier.' I told him. It was the only explanation I could think of.
'Quiet!' Boromir snapped. 'Gandalfs thinking!'
'The Doors of Dorin, Lord of Moria, speak friend, and enter.' Gandalf read from the door.
'What do you suppose that means?' wondered Merry outloud.
I knew what to say to open the doors, but I'm not sure if I should say it. Oh, well. 'Melon.'
'What?' Gandalf said as the doors opened. I grinned from ear to ear. Legolas came over and patted me on the shoulder.
'Good work.' he whispered in my ear. I kicked a rock and it landed in the water making a small splash.
'Don't disturb the water.' scolded Boromir.
'CRAP!' I yelled, I knew what would happen next. Everyone was heading into Moria. Good, but had they better go faster if they want to beat the water-beast-thing. Too late.
'Strider!' Sam yelled. I know why he yelled. I turned around and ran to help Aragorn and Boromir save Frodo. I drew my sword, it glittered green. Freaky. I jumped into the shallow part of the water. You know, the water-beast-thing is much bigger in person.
'What are you doing?!' yelled Aragorn.
I ignored him, and struck the beast with my sword, cutting off part of it's tentacle. The beast let out a roar. Sorry dude, but you shouldn't have attacked Frodo.
'I got him!' yelled Boromir. I whipped around and saw them running towards Moria.
'COME ON!' Aragorn yelled at me. I ran into Moria and the beast slammed into the entrance and we were stuck. In the dark. In an underground cavern. With a fellowship of men. Most of whom are strong and handsome. And why am I not happy? That is one of the mysteries that will haunt me forever.
Something grabbed my sword.
'Nice sword.' mumbled Aragorn.'Where did you get it?'
'I found it, thats how I hurt my foot...' I started, but relised I forgot my shoes! That would explain why my feet are cold, well, if a hobbit can survive without shoes, so can I.
'Hmm...Where did you learn how to use a sword?' he asked, suddenly interested in my life.
'Um... Legolas.' I said. Hearing his name, Legolas came over.
'Yes?' he said, confused.
'Oh, nothing, I was explaining to him how you taught me how to use a sword.' I told him. Legolas nodded. Aragorn handed me my sword and told everyone to follow him. I found a place by Pippin and we started our journey in the dark.
I was running my finger up and down flat side of my sword and felt something gooey . It was probably beast blood. This is where my handkerchief comes into use. I took it out and cleaned my sword with it. Pippin was looking at me.
'Why are you keeping it so clean?' he asked me.
'I've never had a sword before.' I told him. He looked at me like I was crazy. 'Where I live having a sword isn't, well, um, natural.' I stuck my sword back in it's sheath. My stomach growled, man, was I hungry! But I kept going. Everyone stopped. I guess it was time for Gandalf to stop and talk to Frodo. Good, I needed a rest.
Me, Sam, Merry, and Pippin went to go sit by this big boulder. Aragorn and Boromir went to sit on some rocks. Legolas and Gimli were also sitting. Frodo went to talk to Gandalf.
'So, whats life like where you live?' Pippin asked me.
'Well, pretty much like how you live but we have electricty to power things. And we don't have as much livestock.' I told him.
'Electricty?' He asked. 'Whats that?' I began to explain to him about electrons, atoms, pretty much eletricty stuff. Pippin just kept having this puzzled look on his face.
'Don't worry, I look like that during science too.' I resurred him.
'He's remembered!' Merry said.
And we were off.
It was so dark I had to hold onto Legolas's arm to keep from getting lost. Not that I minded... Gandalfs staff was lit up, but it didn't provide much light. That sucked. He blew on it, and it got brighter. Weird. Now I could see that we were in a room full of pillars. Gandalf told us the name of it, but I wasn't really listening. Then, we got to where Gimli's Uncle was buried. Crap.
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