Lord of the Slings



Authors Note: Welcome to my second LotR humor fic. I thought of this a while ago, but never did any thing to expand on this. It is my firm belief that the doctors bills these guys must have ran up over the course of the approximately 1 year quest, must have been enormous. This is based more on the book than the movie, just for a warning, because the book is in my lap. Not the movie. Alright then. On to the disclaimer!



Disclaimer: As some know, I am the owner of a fuzzy pencil. I am also the owner of a feathery pencil and a watch now, along with the book in which Not So Truly Yours, Anonymous is written. As you can see, I own very little. I do not, for example, own LotR. I hope your happy.



Authors Note II: And with that said the story will begin. It will be written in excerpt of certain scenes. I will not, I repeat, WILL NOT rewrite the whole plot because not all of it would have caused enormous doctors bills. So it's in excerpts.



The Story.......kind of.....



The Prologue...to be more precise.....



As you may know, there once was a hobbit named Bilbo Baggins, who found a ring. He kept it for a good 50 years and then, on his 111th birthday, he passed the ring on to Frodo Baggins. For 17 years, Frodo held on to the ring and retained the appearance of a 33 year old, though in fact he was 50. On his 50th birthday, he set off on a journey to Rivendell with three others, in order to deliver the ring to someone who could take it to the land of Mordor. This ends up being himself, his 3 original companions and 5 more. And the journey continues.

This is the information that everyone knows. Everyone also knows how much danger they run into along the way. What few know is how much all of this danger cost them. Literally costing. This is what this story is about. Though it was not mentioned in the original and brilliant trilogy, close by, every time that someone was hurt, there was a small doctors kiosk. (Except at Weathertop....unfortunate incident there, but you can sleep better at night by knowing there is one there now.....) The bills of each stop by the Fellowship were recorded at these kiosks and the information had been withheld until now.....and now.......our story......



Authors Note III: Alright! That's all for the moment. Tell me what you think! If you don't I won't keep writing this. (No....just kidding.....I write for my own entertainment just as much as yours......) Story continuing soon (or if the next chapters are already up in 5.........4..........3...........2.........{Go to the next chapter!})