By Eru, what an inquisitive hobbit. Valiana thought to herself as she put the rest of the bread away and rose to see if she could spot Drogo. "Well, he is still in my sight, not far ahead, but if we do not hurry, I fear we will lose him in the masses or he will find himself in trouble." she said.

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"I couldn't agree more," Smeag said as she hopped out of her chair and ran after Drogo.

Drogo was growing fonder and fonder of this new world. They had places that were just filled with food. He found this out because Drogo, in attempts to finding the door, had wondered into the kitchen. Licking his lips, Drogo greatly desired to run forward and grab one of the chicken tender meals to completely fill his hobbit-like self. So this is where the free food is, he thought.

"Woah!" Drogo yelped as he tripped over one of the stools in the kitchen and fell face-first onto the floor.

"You are not allowed to be in here," a man said as he walked over to Drogo to help him up and led him outside. After helping Drogo up, the man lead him back to the door and gave him the advice of getting some shoes. "I haven't had shoes since.. ever," Drogo scruffed to himself, upset that he was not able to obtain any free food from the place.

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Valiana weaved her way through the crowds until she came across Drogo standing outside a door. Gazing down at the hobbit, she gave him a somewhat stern expression. "This is not a game, Drogo." she stated simply. "What were you doing here?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

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"Trying to get to the door," Drogo wearily said hoping Valaina doesn't hit him or use a magic spell.

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Haldir tried to push his way through the crowded streets of the strange land that he had found himself in. He was - for once - a bit frightened and had just outrun a strange man with a talking device who tried to confiscate his sword and bow. It must have been a spy of Sauron. He edged his way past a doorway and heard a familiar sweet voice speaking a familiar name. "...Drogo." The voice undoubtedly belonged to an Elf. He spun around and looked around in alarm. He scanned the crowd and quickly spotted Valiana towering above a small hobbit.

"Valiana!" he called out, attempting to scare a path through the crowd by pulling out his sword. People leaped back in alarm and as he had hoped, a path was cleared and he made his way easily through to Valiana. He looked back and the strange people in strange colourful garb were all pointing at him either in anger or in fright. "Valiana," he panted, turning back to her. "Valiana, what is this place?"

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"Haldir!" Valiana exclaimed happily, a radiant smile flashing across her fair face at the sight of her old friend. "I do not know." she replied, her smile fading. "All I know is this is Disney World in Orlando Florida in the United States of America." she said, remembering what Smeag had told her. "And from what I gather, the humans wear rather unusual grab and have things as death traps as entertainment." she replied. "Although I must admit this one is finding ways to blend in, or cause trouble." she remarked, as she pointed at the young hobbit. She then turned back to Drogo. "And for what reason do you need to go through strange doors? You are not still hungry are you?" she asked, sensing that the answer would be an affirmative.

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"Valiana. I'm a hobbit. I'm always hungry," Drogo said, trying to sweettalk Valiana out of anything she was planning to do to him.

Smeag finally managed to rummage through the crowd to the place everyone was gathered. Looking over at Haldir, Smeag could not help herself other than saying, "Another elf?"

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When Valiana mentioned blending in, he hastily sheathed his sword and swung his cloak over it, so it couldn't be seen.

"Disney World? Orlando Florida? United States of America?" repeated Haldir incredulously. "There exists no such places in Arda!" He looked around. "How can we blend in amongst such ridiculously-clad humans?" He shook his head in amazement as a mother and a child walked by with round, black and huge ears. "They find death traps amusing?" he said, drawing his brows together. "It is as I thought... this is a foul trap devised by Sauron, and these are his minions in ridiculous disguises; they are trying confuse us by looking like this, and by hiding all of their weapons!"

He lowered his voice. "I was stopped by a Man," he said, remembering the one that tried to confiscate his weapons. "He was holding a small object that did not appear to be alive, and yet it spoke to him! Loud and clear, I heard it. He tried to take my sword and my bow. I tried to escape, and he rode after me... not on a steed, but on another of his devices. It was solid, and it didn't breathe. It was no animal, but it could not have been a cart. It had naught but two wheels, and it moved on its own, without any sort of horse to pull it. If that is not another of Saruman's clever works, I do not know what that is." He looked around at the bright balloons. He spun around to face Valiana again. "This is absurd!"

"Do you hobbits ever stop to do aught but eat?" he demanded, looking down at the chubby Drogo and eyeballing his large stomach. "I'm surprised you are still able to stand." He took out more Lembas and gave him a whole square. "That should keep you full enough," he said triumphantly, thinking that it would work.

He then turned to Smeag and stared at her, his eyes bulging slightly. She was one of them. He backed away slightly. "Yes, another Elf," he said cautiously. "Gen iston? Have we... met?"

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"Ghe-sha-what?" Smeag inquired, but moved on, "I do not believe that we have met. I'm Smeag, in case you are wondering. Um.. about that cart thing you spoke of earlier. It probably wasn't an offense. It's not typical to see someone walking around with swords and a bow here. Like, people tend to think that you are going to kill someone if you have them..." Smeag stopped, trying not to go to far to offend the latest addition to their crew.

Drogo eagerly took the lembas bread and stuffed it away. He finally understood that he was not going to recieve food whenever he wanted here. The man in the kitchen assured him of that. So, he had to make preparations for the next time his stomach worked up a temper.

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"Le govaded v-... a pleasure meeting you, Smeag," said Haldir quickly. "You mean this has nothing to do with Sauron? Nobody here carries a weapon to defend themselves with?" He frowned in disbelief. "This is folly... my weapons are used by me to defend myself and others," he explained. "I do not kill for pleasure!" He clenched his teeth together, and was slightly annoyed at his own ignorance of this strange place. Usually, the Elves were familiar with every land on Arda. This was doing well to confuse him.
"This United States of America... I have never heard of such a place on Arda. How do we not know of it?" He looked at the young girl, with a slightly pleading look, feeling extremely pathetic.

He reached down and patted the little hobbit's head. "There is plenty more where that came from, young Drogo... worry not," he said, patting his side pouch and nodding.

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"Well.. I've never heard of Arda. So, I am assuming that the United States is not in Arda," Smeag told Haldir.

"In that case.." Drogo opened his pocket and pulled out the lembas bread, "I might as well." He began to slowly nibble on the lembas bread, incredibly slow for the rate he was clocking earlier, and asked, "Why don't we go do one of those things you like to call... rides?"

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Haldir frowned. "I thought not," he said disappointedly. "I suppose we will all find out sooner or later what we are doing here. If you have not heard of Arda, you probably have never heard of Sauron." If she was not a minion of his, then how could this strange place be explained away?

He crossed his arms, watching Drogo eat and listening to his chatter. "I have not seen any horses or ponies around here, Drogo," said Haldir testily. "We cannot go on rides here."

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Eleniell woke up.
"Oh it's soo hot!!!"said she.Then she look around."Whaaaat?What is this place?Falathiel,wake up!!!I said wake up!!!!FALATHIIIIIEL!!!"
"Oh,Eleniell leave me alone.I want to sleep!"
"I said WAKE UP!"
"Alright,alright."
Falathiel opened her eyes.
"What's going on.Why it's sooo warm?Where are we?Why is this sand here?"
"I have no idea sister!!!Maybe this is Harad....I heard that there is a looot of sand!But how we came here?"

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Óflárást woke up and dusted his garments off. "Oh man I hate when my clothes are dirty" He got up at his feet and gazed upon the long sanded area. There was nuthing in sight but two pointy ears. "Hey dusty pointy ear" Óflárást yelled behind.

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"Who said that?"Eleniell turned."A Dwarf?A Dwarf!"
The Dwarf came closer.
"What on Arda is a Dwarf doing here,in Harad?"asked Eleniell.

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Óflárást raged. "That is right a small but an honorable dwarf said it. Do not worry I do not grill an elf till I interrogate them. Anyway, comin back on subject, I was about to ask you the same danm question? lemme guess perhaps you could have cast a spell on me" The dwarf reasoned while walking near the elves.

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