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[hades]

THE SHORT STORY
Based on the results of a game, I wrote this short story. I hope you will enjoy it.
the players
Me speaking
My BFF: Fíli
My Lover: Gloin
My First Kiss: Fíli
My Enemy: Balin
Cockblocked: Bifur
My Killer: Nori

At first I couldn’t tell you how it all came about. The death was very tragic! No one could have solved who-done-it without properly knowing the story and routine of my life, which I will start by telling you now how it all happened. My life was usual even for the likes of you who are reading this. I lived and loved, and died an unhappy ending, wait I already said that. Curse being dead! You forget lots of things being dead… oh yes, the story.

I had grown up around Thorin and his nephews for many long years before I started traveling the road, and seeing all there was to be seen between The Blue Mountains and Bree. Fíli, oh goodness, the most handsome of Dwarves (aside from his loony brother), was my best friend. With him around I felt safe and secure. I could tell him anything! He would take it with the most serious of attitudes… until he took it and turned it into a joke, which at first was really unsettling, but we worked it out somehow. His brother was adorable too, though I wasn’t as close to him as I was Fíli. We had a merry childhood together, I could rough it and tough it with the best of them! - - oh, is this getting too boring? WHAT?! FIRST KISS!? [Giggle] Oh alright…

How that happened was purely a mistake. Though now that I think about it all the events that lead to it might only been a showing of deeper, more concealed feelings. All the more romantic, right? Well, let me start off with saying that Balin and I weren’t on the greatest of terms. He hated me, I knew it. The way he looked at me, the way he spoke directly and stiffly towards me in front of the others, Fíli was my protection from his great uncles wrath. One night it had been really terrible. I had just brought home some treasures from the lovely Shire to give to Fíli and Kíli when he started in on a rant about how rude and impolite I was. I had nearly come to tears before Fíli kindly escorted me to the room I was staying in. He opened my door, I turned to thank him but he shook his head and gently whipped away my tears. I confess I was a little taken aback by this; he had always allowed me to thank him and then just leave. He held my face, gently caressing it. I blushed slightly and tried to pull away, he caught me by the waist. The next thing I knew and felt were his lips touching mine. It seemed to last forever, as most first kisses do.

Exactly how long we had been there, the way we were was beyond me, and I’m pretty sure beyond whoever kept time. All I know is that this awkward bliss-filled moment was cut extremely short by an indignant “AHEM! Fíli, what are you doing?!

[/color]” There was no mistaking the voice of Balin, EVER. I squeaked and pushed away from my… friend. Upon entering my room I gave him a look of mixed emotions before shutting the door. Leaning against it trembling, I slid down to the floor. However, I couldn’t help overhearing the rather loud conversation going on outside. “Uncle…”
“Don’t Uncle me, Fíli. I know what you were doing, and it wasn’t right.”
“Uncle, please…”
“No, Fíli. I want you to go to your room and think about what you have just done.” Balin’s voice had grown a little softer but his words were still hard. I heard Fíli walk away, with the footsteps of his uncle right behind him. I sighed, turned out the light, flopped on the cold – but comfortable – bed, and fell asleep.

Wha- Why, of course he wasn’t my true lover! Whatever made you compile that? I knew I should have explained a bit more before telling you that bit of story, oh well. [Sigh]. No, no. When I tell you who it was you will never forgive me. NO! It isn’t, or wasn’t, Kíli! What do you think this is a soap opera? Gloin was my lover, though I can’t say I loved him in return. Gloin was so sweet to me growing up. He was only a few years older than I, but he would always give me the prettiest flowers he swears he could find. When there was nowhere for me to sit, he would be a gentlemen and give me his seat. He was very polite towards me, caring and concerned. But I couldn’t help but feel that it was all in vain as I already had my complete trust in Fíli. Even though he knew this, he still treated me like a lady. He would have saved my life had I listened to him…

Little did I know that Balin was planning my murder behind my back. I should have seen the signs! He suddenly started being nice to me three or four months before my murder. I fell into the trap, and so did everyone else! Pick nicks in the fields of the beautiful Shire, complementing me on how I had dressed or done my hair. It was all rather off-hand but I supposed he had seen the error of his ways and was trying to make up for it.

“Please, my love, you must listen to me.” Gloin pleaded. I must have given him a quire look because he blushed – or his face grew red, whichever. He retold the fantastic tale which he had heard while walking past a bar:

“She must be finished within the next few weeks. I don’t want my cousin’s nephew to give up his royal right.” Balin had slammed his ale on the table and was shouting, “He is of royal blood! And she… she is nothing more than a.. a…”
“The other voice,” Gloin had said, “Was too quiet for me to hear.” Then he continued, “I know, I know. It’s just…” Balin sighed in frustration, and then went quiet for a moment. “It must be done so that it looks like an accident, do you understand me? Good.”

“And that is why you must be careful.” I stared at him in amazement. Gloin was very sweet, but he might be taking his imaginative fancies too far this time! “I…” I started, “Please!” He pleaded, taking my hands in his and holding them tight, but not too tight. “I will.” How could I refuse!? It was nearly impossible. Gloin looked like he wanted to say more, but at that moment Bifur cut in. Least to say, Bifur didn’t bother me again, at least not without a red hand print on his cheek. The insolent ruffian!

Balin invited me on another pick nick, and I agreed to go. Nori, one of the ‘Ori’ brothers, was tagging along; something about the fresh air doing him a lot of good. I didn’t complain. It wasn’t until I was packing the basket that Gloin appeared and helped me, repeating his plea for me to be careful. I told him I would and set out to our destination.

The view was beautiful. One could see for miles and miles! The rolling hills of the shire with their peaceful white sheep floating across the hills… [Dreamy sigh] It would be the last peaceful thing I would see. We had just finished eating and were sitting back making out shapes in the clouds as they floated by. I flew into hysterics as Nori thought he had seen one of the little folk riding a fire breathing dragon, “Of course that is ridiculous.” And we both laughed. “Here now, why don’t you two go for a lovely stroll?” Balin suggested. “A phenomenal idea, old man!” Nori said, offering to help me up from the blanket we were sitting on.

Together we walked among the hills, never getting too far out of sight of the old dwarf. Nori had me completely entertained as he told me tales of his travels, some serious, and some were worthy of the uncontrollable laughter I gave them. I started to poke him, no idea why, but he didn’t seem to mind and poked back. Then we started a game of tag, he chased me and I chased him. Once he caught me and wouldn’t let go, saying he wouldn’t do so till I gave him a small kiss. I smiled and blushed a bit. He couldn’t be serious; it was all fun and games! Yet, in his eyes there was more seriousness than I saw even from Fíli when we would play tag. “Um…” I tried to pull away, but he followed me. Next thing I knew we were rolling down a hill, surprise echoed in each other’s faces, and I felt something sharp dig into my chest. Horror was evident on Nori’s face, and that was the last thing I saw.
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[hades]

THE SHORT STORY II
For our loverly Simba! lover of Fíli and Kíli, enjoy!

Honestly, really it couldn’t have happened to a better person. Oh I had life figured out! I was so happy and everything was so pleasant! [Contented sigh] I had the lover of my dreams, the best friend of a life time! The best part, they were brothers! Both were as equally handsome as the other. Of course, the one drawback was that one had a beard and the other… was just starting. Oh you can imagine the bliss! The only problem was it turned into a family affair. Some hated me, some… well; let’s just say that it could have gone better. It all started on a day much like yesterday, it was sunny, bright and not a cloud in the sky… [flashback]

“Ha ha ha! Oh you two are crazy.” I said beaming, “Only Fíli would be crazy enough to think of it. And you, Kíli were crazy enough to fall for it.” They laughed. The summer grass was soft and the bees were buzzing about collecting pollen for their queen. I looked up at the big fluffy clouds, perfect against the sapphire blue sky. Birds sang in the trees, their song peaceful and undisturbed. I let out a contented sigh, “This is so wonderful of you two, and you have no idea how great it is get out of the mountains.” I didn’t quite leave the mountains like most of the folk, though I had desired to leave for quite some time. Only by Kíli and Fíli was this made possible. I didn’t want to know how they managed it; I didn’t really care at this point. I never wanted to leave these beautiful uninhabited hills. It wasn’t until the sun started to sink beyond the mountains in the west that we packed up our things and headed back for home.

So much for a glorious day! When we returned Thorin, Balin and Dwalin were waiting for us. They didn’t look too happy that we had sneaked out from under their noses. “… and you, young lady!” Dwalin scolded, “You should know better.” I hung my head and nodded. Dwalin could be such a kill-joy when he wanted to be! The nerve of him! After the trio had left, Fíli patted my back and said that everything would be alright. He left, leaving Kíli and I alone in the kitchen. Yes, a very romantic place if you ask me. “Here,” Kíli reached into his pack, he seemed excited about it, and pulled out one of the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen, “I thought of you when I saw it.” He smiled sheepishly and I blushed. All of a sudden he was right there beside me. I loved how he smelled like the grass we had been laying in earlier this afternoon. The flowers, the fields everything! Something magical was about to happen I knew it! And I will not deny that I was ready and willing to accept it! He leaned down, I stretched up and Dwalin came right in between us. He didn’t look too happy. I saw Kíli look over his should at me, scared for what might happen next. “Kíli, Thorin wants to see you right away.” Dwalin never took his eyes off me for a moment. Mine flickered back forth between my lover and the rude brute in front of me. I watched Kíli reluctantly leave and I felt a strong desire to follow him, but Dwalin kept me back. “You stay away from him.” Was all Dwalin said before he took up a plate of cooked meat from the kitchen.

“I was THIS close, Agnes, THIS. CLOSE!” I sat in the pub with my best friend, Agnes. I could talk to her about anything. “Aw, I’m sorry sweetie! - - ALRIGHT, I’M COMIN’. Hold yer horses, lads.” Agnes was the bar maid as well. She left me to go deal with some new comers, and to my surprise Thorin sat down beside me. I remained stiff and quiet. He spoke, “I’m sorry about what happened yesterday.” Without looking at him, I nodded curtly. He went on, “I don’t mind you being around my nephews, and quite frankly I don’t mind that one of them loves you,” Was he serious!? “You are a very attractive young lady and I would be proud to call you my nephew-in-law.” I could just kiss him! “But keep it discreet.” What happened next was rather brash of me, but I got a few laughs out of the deal and a flustered Thorin! I turned to him and kissed him full on. If I had been watching myself I would have pulled away… but I was too slow he returned it, though he kept it short – saved! But still awkward

Thorin left shortly after a drink. I relayed everything he had said to Agnes. “Well there ya go, lassie! All bundled up in a nice little package with a bow on top! Don’t we all wish we could be as lucky as you?” I grinned; nothing could ruin this, NOTHING. Accept, you know… dying. Oh, don’t worry! I’m getting there, I’m getting there. Happy as a lark I bounced out of the pub and danced down the stre- - of course in my mind you idiot! Why would I want to draw that kind of attention to myself to begin with!? Anyway, I was going to go tell Kíli if I hadn’t spotted the shape of Balin in the shadows of an alley. He didn’t seem to notice me so I hid on the other side of the wall and listened for words. I wasn’t disappointed:

“Here is your advance if you get the work done quickly. I don’t know if Thorin has told her yet, and if he has we will need to move swiftly.” I had the sickening feeling they were talking about me, “It shall be done.” Bofur!! Why that sneaking little…. Back stabbing…. No good son of a… oh what’s the use?! Whatever they were planning I would avoid it. Balin hated me, Balin hated everyone. And Bofur seemed so nice too! I was disappointed in him. I made plans to avoid him in the future.

Well, those plans were shot. I hadn’t told Kíli what Thorin had said, I decided it would be best to wait. The boys took me out to the fields again; I hadn’t given a second thought to Bofur for about a month. In fact, the whole scenario was driven from my mind this day. Bofur had accompanied us this time. Balin thought it was a good idea just in case anything terrible might befall them… like bandits! But I wasn’t worried. I had Kíli and Fíli to protect me should anything like that happen. “Bofur, tell us some stories.” Fíli said, he lying lazily in the grass. I was braiding flowers into his beard and locks of ginger; they might actually help him to catch the eye of some lucky girl on the way in. Kíli sat opposite me and prompted Bofur to also tell a story.

So, Bofur did. His accent was beautiful as he spoke, weaving images in our minds and completely entrancing us. We had only just managed to stop laughing before I noticed it. The birds weren’t singing anymore and the bees seemed quieter than usual. Something was wrong, and Bofur saw that I noticed but we kept it only between ourselves. So he knew. How annoying! Then a loud yell, followed by many other noises, erupted from the forest. I screamed in terror as people with painted faces started attacking us. “Run!” Kíli shouted to me, and I did. I foolishly turned my back and before I knew what was going on something sharp entered into me just below my waist. I had never felt such pain before in my whole life. “NO!” It was Kíli’s voice sounded in horror and he was beside me in a moment. “No, no, no…” He picked me up from the ground to which I had fallen and I saw his face stained with blood and tears. “No, don’t leave me…” I didn’t want to, “Don’t die…” I wasn’t planning on it, “I… I love you…” was his voice growing farther away? “Please don’t leave me…” he smelled of the field and flowers, such a wonderful smell.

[banaili]

I hope it's alright if I comment here! ^^

Story 1

XDDD That was quite an interesting story! I wonder what would happen if we all wrote a story based on our results? Really well done! Here's my feedback...

XDDD The lovey-dovey bits about Fili and especially Gloin made me laugh so hard--somehow they were really sweet! ^_^

Though poor Balin... He's supposed to be the nicest dwarf in the company got got Enemy! Maybe he ate some bad mushrooms? Or maybe he was under Saruman's spell? XDDD

Not surprised that Nori was the Killer. He has that evil look in his eye. XD (Even if I love him. He IS supposed to be a Kleptomaniac though, right...? Close enough! XD)

And Bifur worked out really well. He just runs in there, shouts something in ancient Dwarvish, and gets his butt kicked by your lover.

XDDD Great job! How quickly did you put this together? It's written so well!

Edit: I didn't see the second story posted!! But I will reply to that in a bit too!