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The TARDIS wheezed into Gondor as the Doctor smashed a button.

"Why does transfering realities to other universes have to be so bloody DIFFICULT???" He complained. Amy steadied herself against the railing.

"Sounds bloody difficult." She points out.

"Shut up. You know I'm right." Doctor snaps his fingers and the doors swing open.

"Welcome back, Aragorn." Gasps St. Owl, leaning against the control panel, looking sick. Aragorn didn't hear. He was already outside.

"This is my throne room." He murmured. "It's so strange, how I feel like I've been away for-"

"ARAGORN!!" Screams a voice. Arwin dashes over and embraces her husband. "When that vortex swallowed you, I thought you were gone, I was in anguish!" Then she steps back. "Who's-"

"Hello!" Doctor flips open his phycic paper pad. "Doctor. Time Lord. Two hearts, long life, awesome hair, sadly not ginger, but you can't win 'em all, aye? This, TARDIS, bigger on the inside, travels, through time, space, and coffee houses. That was unfortunate,. And expensive. One time! Not ruining any coffee shops here, unless you want to count that one when I came in. Least, I hope that was a coffee shop. Anywho, evil titans, gotta find them, Sonic Screwdriver, it's not wierd, bow ties are cool." He turns around and starts scanning everything in sight, including Arwin. She stares, baffled, as everyone proceeds from the TARDIS.

"Wha- what on Middle Earth-" She gasps and jumps back as Pery wields Riptide.

"It's not wierd." Promises Joan when she spots the Queen staring at the cats, both fighting for a spot next to Starless. THe Doctor is laughing his head off.

"OH! Magic everywhere, elves dwarves, Hobbits! Oh, Hobbits! I've always wanted to meet one. Oh boy, it's Christmas!" He freezes.

"Uh-oh." Mutters Brookiera.

"Somebody's in trouble." Agrees Dancer. The Doctor turns around nervously.

"Um, yeah, news, good or bad, are you increadibly fond of hobbits?" He asks anxiously.

"Why?" Demands Aragorn, stepping forward menacingly.

"Well," begins the Doctor, trying to find the right words. "Thing is, they've actually set up, under the Shire." 

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Aragorn runs a hand through his thick hair, leaning against his marble throne in distress.

"So the Titans, the ones that we just defeated, have now set up camp underneath the Shire?" He clarifies. Sydney nods.

"Sure sounds like what he said." Arwin touches her husband's shoulder.

"Aragorn, what's going on? What's all this about Titans?" Aragorn turns around and grasps his wife's shoulders.

"Immoratl love, you know I will always love you, but for now perhaps it's best if you let us plann out the council of war." Arwin nodded nervously and practically floats from the room.

"I suppose there is that big feast tonight..." The moment the door closes behind her, Aragorn whirls around, glaring daggers at the Doctor.

"Listen to me, alien. THose Hobbits, I will guard with my life. They are under my personal protection, so if you or anyone else does anything that hurts any one of them, I will personally throttle you." The Doctor nods.

"Understood. I've said the same thing to Daleks and such several times, so I won't argue. BNut we do need to get to the Shire ASAP, pronto, LOL, and all that jazz and slang." Eragon raises a hand.

"I don't think LOL means-"

"Shut up. You know I'm right. Team TARDIS, to the TARDIS!" Everybody sighs and followes him back in, and they speed off into the other-worldly sky.

Sorry, I know it's really short. I will write more soon. 

This story is so good, TARDISrider! Keep writing! (But no pressure or anything :-) )

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The TARDIS slams down, steaming and sparking, into a field outside the Shire. The Doctor steps outside and frowns.

"Forgot to account for the difference in atmospheric pressure." He pats the side of the TARDIS. "You okay taking care of that while we're gone, love?" TARDIS seems to sigh, but then quiets down, hopefully in agreement. Shadow Dragon  staggers out.

"Where did you get your drivers license?" Doctor expertly dodges the question.

"Shadow Dancer, you okay? You look pretty queasy." Dancer crumples to the ground once outside. Eragon trips over her. Saphira squeezes out and stretches her wings, broadcasting a message.

"Can I fly us next time?" 

"No." Moans Cloudtail, not looking too cool ansd collected for Starless as Whisper escorts her out.

After a long procession of various creatures streaks from the box, Brookiera notices something.

"Is that...?" They all turn to see Samwise Gamgee, staring at them all in the middle of the road. Aragorn comes forward to talk with him.

"It's not wierd." Is the first thing he says.

"Pretty sure it is." Counters Sam, not taking his eyes off of Shadow Dragon, whom he saw change from human to dragon. Aragorn frowns.

"Why the staff and pack? You look like you're off with the ring again." Sam shakes his head mournfully.

"I was actually on my way to see you. Everything's been all wrong around here lately, and it just felt like dark magic again. So, since I'm the mayor, I was going to have the Shire evacuated. I was hoping we could stay in Gondor until the whole thing gets sorted out." Aragorn nods.

"Save yourself the trouble and get everybody out of here now. I'll send Arwing a message so that she knows you're coming." He turns around to the group. "Sapphira, fly to Gondor and tell Arwin-"

"I may not be able to talk like you, but I can still hear perfectly well, dolt." She spreads her wings and lifts off. Sam turns around and heads back to the Shire.

"Well," Declares Dragonrider. "That's one thing taken care of!"