Sue Hunt

[element_wizard]

The Fic


Alec led Mel into the world of the PPC HQ. It was a world of bland gray corridors that seemed to lead nowhere. Agents dressed in black mostly wandered around muttering to themselves as they tried to get somewhere quickly. Intersperced with them were minis of all sorts and the occasional giant plant that moved along ... somehow. It was best not to think about it. One agent walked around holding something in their hands like it was completely dear to them. A second agent patted the first agent comfortingly on the shoulder.

He stopped at a room marked "3b". The one next to it was marked "π" and across was labled "Broom Closet". A funky smell was coming from the broom closet.

"Okay... before we go in,my partner, Marc-C is gonna be in there. She's... cranky. But don't take anything she says personally. She just hates everyone."

Comments

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

"You're thinking too hard. These are things that the author should have thought of before writing the story. Because she hasn't thought about it we get giant plot holes that destablize the world."

[sthenyaer.livejournal.com]

"Okay. How long do we have?" she's drumming her fingers against a wall. Maybe hitchhicking with the PPC wasn't too bad.

[elementwizard.livejournal.com]

"The end of the Fic. Paitence grasshopper," Alec said with a grin.


There was silence. Theoden looked torn. Finally, he spoke, “I do not want you to go. This is a dangerous mission. But you are right. If we don’t accomplish this task, all of Middle Earth will be destroyed. I know that if I tell you no you will go off anyway. Yes, you may join them,” a gasp could be heard around the room, “We have here a fellowship of 10. God be with you.”

".... there is no Jesus in Middle Earth. She did NOT just say that there was a Jesus in Middle Earth!"