For the FangirlsOnce upon a sad reality, in a land that is no further from you than your computer screen, there lived a group of fangirls who called themselves the Hiddlestoners.
The Hiddlestoners were made up of (mostly) teenaged girls, like the one who is writing this little story to keep herself from getting bored.
Most of them didn't have a boyfriend (This is, however, not a fact, but only an assumption, as the author is basing this off of her own life and only a handful of others) and they weren't planning on getting one anytime soon, unless his name was Tom Hiddleston.
These fangirls spent long hours on the internet, drooling over pictures, reading and writing fanfictions, creating fan art, and talking about how much they loved Tom Hiddleston.
And meanwhile, up in the cosmos, in Asgard, Loki Laufeyson was wondering what a Tom Hiddleston was, so he decided to pay Midgard a visit to find out.
When he came to the earth, Loki was overjoyed to discover that he had
Deloreans and Detectives threeThe drunken Hobbit patrons took no notice of this occurrence, as a lot of hobbits often fell down in a dead drunken stupor.
"Quick, help me get him, we've gotta get him to the Delorean." Ella said to Legolas, rising slowly from her stool as to not repeat Marty's mistake.
Then it hit both Legolas and Ella at the same time. How on Middle-Earth did they shrink in size?
On normal occasions, the three friends would have to taking a shrinking potion of some sort in order to get into the tavern, but not this time. They had just walked right in without any trouble.
"What in the blazes is going on around here?!" Ella asked Legolas, who could only shrug his shoulders.
"I have absolutely no idea." He answered, as he and Ella each grabbed Marty by one end of his body.
Legolas took Marty by his shoulders, and Ella supported him by his feet, and they slowly dragged their best friend out of the tavern, and back to the Delorean.
Legolas slammed the doors of the time machine close