tummyticklish01
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Well, here goes nothing!!
Frodo had arrived at Rivendell, and was enjoying himself greatly, so greatly in fact, that he had almost forgot about the Ring that was held in his pocket, the Ring that caused this great journey of his in the first place.
At the moment, he and many, many others were at a big feast in honor of Frodo and company's arrival. There was much singing and good music was played, but above all that was the food! All kinds of food imaginable were to be held on the great dining table, and all ate with eager eyes.
"This is better than even the Shire's!" Sam exclaimed, referring to the food.
Frodo nodded in delight, all though he dearly missed his peaceful little home.
Frodo looked about the table at all the merry faces. Merry and Pippin were chatting joyfully with two elves, and much commotion occured. Frodo's gaze then had befallen on her, Arwen, Elrond's beautiful daughter. Her long, raven dark hair flowed freely with a small crown of white flowers sat atop her head. Her eyes were deep and friendly all at once as they gazed back at Frodo intently. She wore a long dazzling dress of the purest green he had ever seen, she was truly a sight to behold!!
Frodo then snapped out of the dream, and realized she was gone from her chair. He looked back and forth but she was gone.
"Frodo," a soft voice said from behind him.
"Yes?" He turned around, and saw Arwen directly behind him.
"Come with me," she whispered, and lead him out of the merry dining hall.
As they stepped outside, the warm air struck his face as refreshing and light, a nice easy feeling. he followed the dark-haired beauty, her fair skin was flawless. He followed her quite far, until they came to another part of Rivendell, hidden behind many jade trees, a small cottage was built. It appeared empty, and Arwen led Frodo inside.
"What is all this about fair Arwen?" Frodo had finally summed up the courage to ask her.
She locked the door as Frodo entered without answering, and shut all the windows. It was a small but cozy cotage, one room with a fire burning in a stone fireplace. Three large comfy chairs were assorted in front of the fire, and also there was a long table of sturdy wood.
"It concerns The Ring," she said as she took a seat, motioning for Frodo to do the same.
He took a seat, and was almost engulfed in the size of the chair, but it was wonderfully soft.
"What about The Ring?" Frodo asked eagerly, feeling as if this was quite important, as he was alone in a fire-lit cottage far from all the others with the beautiful daughter of Elrond.
"I fear it's power," Arwen said solemnly.
"Well we all do Arwen, it is a terrible tool of evil!" Frodo replied.
"But yet i crave it," Arwen said quickly and suddenly.
Frodo now looked a bit confused, but he remebered what Gandalf had said about The Ring's powers.
"What can i do?" Frodo asked.
"Simple my dear hobbit. Show it to me, just for a bit." Arwen whispered eagerly.
"I do not knoe Arwen, The Ring is very powerful," as he spoke, Frodo fumbled with The Ring in his deep pocket.
"Please, i beg of you," Arwen pleaded.
"Okay, but just shortly." Frodo sighed heavily, and very gingerly took The Ring from his pocket.
It shone from the fire-light, golden and pure, no mark could be seen on the simple yet elegant band. Frodo held it between two fingers, holding it up for Arwen to see.
She was in silence, looking magnificently at the majestic Ring.
"It is beautiful!" Arwen exclaimed.
"Put it on." Arwen added suddenly.
"I'm sorry Arwen i can't, Gandalf told me to never put it on." Frodo said putting his head down.
"Just once, it couldn't hurt," Arwen badgered him on, and yet, as she spoke, some deep feeling inside of him wanted to put it on.
He finally decided.
"Okay, but just for a bit." Frodo said sternly, as he slooooowly put the ring around his small index finger.
Just as Frodo had thought he would become invisible, he didn't as Arwen stared blankly at him.
"What happens?" She asked.
"Well usually--" he wa cut off as a sudden flash of red light emerged from The Ring, which engulfed the small cabin room. Fear overtook both Frodo and Arwen as they wondered what would happen.
Then it stopped, and the red light sunk back to The Ring, and all was silent. Frodo opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted again when some strange and sudden force caused Arwen to stand stiffly.
"Why did you stand?" Asked Frodo.
"I do not know, some strange thing pushed me," she answered, and then suddenly her body was hurled into the air, and struck back down on the long table in the center of the room. Her arms were brought above her head and stuck to the table firmly and her whole body laid there motionless in a big X.
"What happened?!" Frodo squealed in fright.
"The Ring, it is doing this!" Arwen cried and tried to get up, but the strange force kept her motionless.
"I cannot move." She said calmly, as if the realization had finally struck her.
Her bare feet stuck dumb-foundly in the air upright, and her bare underarms were smooth and flawless, which were bared due to her dress being sleeveless. Then the strange force occured again, ripping off the midsextion of her dress completely off and the strip of green cloth fell to the floor. Now Arwen's taunt, smooth tummy was bared, as it slowly went up and down as she breathed. Her bellybutton was cute and deep, almost oval shaped but not fully.
"What is happening to me Frodo??" Arwen asked frightenly.
"I-i don't know!" Frodo cried.
"Help me!" Arwen screamed, trying desparately to move, but once more she failed.
Just then the strangest thing occured, and The Ring had complete control over Frodo...
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
do u like it so far? sorry if it's a bit short, gotta go watch the Olympics
Frodo had arrived at Rivendell, and was enjoying himself greatly, so greatly in fact, that he had almost forgot about the Ring that was held in his pocket, the Ring that caused this great journey of his in the first place.
At the moment, he and many, many others were at a big feast in honor of Frodo and company's arrival. There was much singing and good music was played, but above all that was the food! All kinds of food imaginable were to be held on the great dining table, and all ate with eager eyes.
"This is better than even the Shire's!" Sam exclaimed, referring to the food.
Frodo nodded in delight, all though he dearly missed his peaceful little home.
Frodo looked about the table at all the merry faces. Merry and Pippin were chatting joyfully with two elves, and much commotion occured. Frodo's gaze then had befallen on her, Arwen, Elrond's beautiful daughter. Her long, raven dark hair flowed freely with a small crown of white flowers sat atop her head. Her eyes were deep and friendly all at once as they gazed back at Frodo intently. She wore a long dazzling dress of the purest green he had ever seen, she was truly a sight to behold!!
Frodo then snapped out of the dream, and realized she was gone from her chair. He looked back and forth but she was gone.
"Frodo," a soft voice said from behind him.
"Yes?" He turned around, and saw Arwen directly behind him.
"Come with me," she whispered, and lead him out of the merry dining hall.
As they stepped outside, the warm air struck his face as refreshing and light, a nice easy feeling. he followed the dark-haired beauty, her fair skin was flawless. He followed her quite far, until they came to another part of Rivendell, hidden behind many jade trees, a small cottage was built. It appeared empty, and Arwen led Frodo inside.
"What is all this about fair Arwen?" Frodo had finally summed up the courage to ask her.
She locked the door as Frodo entered without answering, and shut all the windows. It was a small but cozy cotage, one room with a fire burning in a stone fireplace. Three large comfy chairs were assorted in front of the fire, and also there was a long table of sturdy wood.
"It concerns The Ring," she said as she took a seat, motioning for Frodo to do the same.
He took a seat, and was almost engulfed in the size of the chair, but it was wonderfully soft.
"What about The Ring?" Frodo asked eagerly, feeling as if this was quite important, as he was alone in a fire-lit cottage far from all the others with the beautiful daughter of Elrond.
"I fear it's power," Arwen said solemnly.
"Well we all do Arwen, it is a terrible tool of evil!" Frodo replied.
"But yet i crave it," Arwen said quickly and suddenly.
Frodo now looked a bit confused, but he remebered what Gandalf had said about The Ring's powers.
"What can i do?" Frodo asked.
"Simple my dear hobbit. Show it to me, just for a bit." Arwen whispered eagerly.
"I do not knoe Arwen, The Ring is very powerful," as he spoke, Frodo fumbled with The Ring in his deep pocket.
"Please, i beg of you," Arwen pleaded.
"Okay, but just shortly." Frodo sighed heavily, and very gingerly took The Ring from his pocket.
It shone from the fire-light, golden and pure, no mark could be seen on the simple yet elegant band. Frodo held it between two fingers, holding it up for Arwen to see.
She was in silence, looking magnificently at the majestic Ring.
"It is beautiful!" Arwen exclaimed.
"Put it on." Arwen added suddenly.
"I'm sorry Arwen i can't, Gandalf told me to never put it on." Frodo said putting his head down.
"Just once, it couldn't hurt," Arwen badgered him on, and yet, as she spoke, some deep feeling inside of him wanted to put it on.
He finally decided.
"Okay, but just for a bit." Frodo said sternly, as he slooooowly put the ring around his small index finger.
Just as Frodo had thought he would become invisible, he didn't as Arwen stared blankly at him.
"What happens?" She asked.
"Well usually--" he wa cut off as a sudden flash of red light emerged from The Ring, which engulfed the small cabin room. Fear overtook both Frodo and Arwen as they wondered what would happen.
Then it stopped, and the red light sunk back to The Ring, and all was silent. Frodo opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted again when some strange and sudden force caused Arwen to stand stiffly.
"Why did you stand?" Asked Frodo.
"I do not know, some strange thing pushed me," she answered, and then suddenly her body was hurled into the air, and struck back down on the long table in the center of the room. Her arms were brought above her head and stuck to the table firmly and her whole body laid there motionless in a big X.
"What happened?!" Frodo squealed in fright.
"The Ring, it is doing this!" Arwen cried and tried to get up, but the strange force kept her motionless.
"I cannot move." She said calmly, as if the realization had finally struck her.
Her bare feet stuck dumb-foundly in the air upright, and her bare underarms were smooth and flawless, which were bared due to her dress being sleeveless. Then the strange force occured again, ripping off the midsextion of her dress completely off and the strip of green cloth fell to the floor. Now Arwen's taunt, smooth tummy was bared, as it slowly went up and down as she breathed. Her bellybutton was cute and deep, almost oval shaped but not fully.
"What is happening to me Frodo??" Arwen asked frightenly.
"I-i don't know!" Frodo cried.
"Help me!" Arwen screamed, trying desparately to move, but once more she failed.
Just then the strangest thing occured, and The Ring had complete control over Frodo...
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
do u like it so far? sorry if it's a bit short, gotta go watch the Olympics