the boys do lotr for francis (snippet)
(there should be more intro to this but i want to get it out before spn.) ( reference!)
"'...a glimpse of Strider leaping out of the darkness - '" He stops as Neil jumps up and pretends to be Strider drawing a sword against Nash's Black Rider.
"What are you doing?" Daniel demands. "You're supposed to be Frodo!"
"You're not Strider, Daddy!" Francis pipes up.
"Nash is supposed to fight himself?" Neil asks.
"I can do that," Nash muses.
"It'll look stupid. Frodo passes out now, anyway."
"Ok, Daniel, get down here." Nash gestures to the floor with his imaginary sword. "You do Frodo, then Neil and I can battle it out for the ring."
"The Black Riders take off after Frodo passes out," Daniel says.
"I wanna see the fight!" Francis demands, bouncing a little in his seat.
"Daniel?" Nash says expectantly.
"Fine." Daniel sighs, getting to his feet.
"Bring the book," Neil tells him. "You still have to narrate."
"From the floor?"
"Sure. Why not?"
Daniel sighs again but takes the book over to where Nash and Neil are standing and then lies down on his back next to them. He holds up the book and reads the last few sentences of the paragraph, ending the chapter and leading into fifteen minutes of Nash and Neil swordfighting all over the living room. Daniel rolls out of the way as soon as he can. Francis finds the whole thing very exciting.
"'...a glimpse of Strider leaping out of the darkness - '" He stops as Neil jumps up and pretends to be Strider drawing a sword against Nash's Black Rider.
"What are you doing?" Daniel demands. "You're supposed to be Frodo!"
"You're not Strider, Daddy!" Francis pipes up.
"Nash is supposed to fight himself?" Neil asks.
"I can do that," Nash muses.
"It'll look stupid. Frodo passes out now, anyway."
"Ok, Daniel, get down here." Nash gestures to the floor with his imaginary sword. "You do Frodo, then Neil and I can battle it out for the ring."
"The Black Riders take off after Frodo passes out," Daniel says.
"I wanna see the fight!" Francis demands, bouncing a little in his seat.
"Daniel?" Nash says expectantly.
"Fine." Daniel sighs, getting to his feet.
"Bring the book," Neil tells him. "You still have to narrate."
"From the floor?"
"Sure. Why not?"
Daniel sighs again but takes the book over to where Nash and Neil are standing and then lies down on his back next to them. He holds up the book and reads the last few sentences of the paragraph, ending the chapter and leading into fifteen minutes of Nash and Neil swordfighting all over the living room. Daniel rolls out of the way as soon as he can. Francis finds the whole thing very exciting.