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Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR, although I wish I did!
Chapter One: The bored fellowship
The fellowship was sitting around, bored as could be.
Legolas threw leaves mindlessly into the fire. The others were watching him with vague interest.
"What should we do? The stupid quest is at a standstill because Frodo has to reconnect with his inner self, or some crap like that... the rest of us have to sit around as he prances through freakin' waterfalls..." Legolas said suddenly.
"Let's play Truth or Dare!" Gimli said enthusiastically.
"And what. Is. That?" Aragorn said slowly. He had just realized he was sitting in mud... cold mud...
"It's a game... where you ask people truth or dare, and if they pick truth they have to tell a secret, and dare, they have to do something, well, daring, or humiliating." Gimli explained.
Boromir yawned. "That is a game for people who have no honor." He took a drink of ale.
Gimli slapped him on the back and Boromir nearly choked. "Loosen up, laddie!" Gimli said.
Legolas rolled his eyes slowly. "I suppose we have nothing BETTER to do."
At that moment, the hobbits came up, Frodo looking a bit... damp.
Frodo grinned at them and ripped off his shirt. "That was refreshing!" He said, still smiling.
"Um... Frodo, we love you, man... but could you strip, um, SOMEWHERE ELSE?" Aragorn said.
Frodo grinned and bounded away.
Later everyone was sitting around the fire. Aragorn was trying to figure out how to extract himself from the mud, Legolas was playing with his own hair and singing a song, Boromir was shining a sword, Gimli was watching Legolas, hoping for braiding tips, the hobbits were eating, Gandalf was nudging rocks into the fire with his foot.
"Well, guys, I had a brilliant day!" Frodo said as he took a bite of bacon.
"WOW. We don't care." Boromir said.
"Don't be so hostile." Pippin said cheerfully.
"Hostile my a-hhh." Boromir had cut himself. He threw his sword. "Bloody sword." He grumbled as he fashioned a band aid out of leaves.
"We should play Truth or Dare!" Gimli said rather loudly.
"FINE! We'll play your stupid game." Boromir said.
The hobbits looked up with interest. Gimli felt happy that finally they could play.
"I'll start!" Gimli said. "Legolas! Truth or Dare?"
Legolas flipped his hair over a shoulder. " Dare." He said nonchalantly. The hobbits gasped. Legolas looked at them curiously and they burst into giggles.
Gimli stood up and shouted, "I dare ya to toss your hair and shake your booty like ya just don't care!" This was accompanied by a bit of mad dancing from Gimli.
The others stared.
Legolas blinked. "All right..."
Legolas got up and started dancing, and dancing, and he was getting WAY too into it.
"Legolas, you can stop now! Legolas? LEGOLAS!" Gimli said.
Legolas sat down. "Wow, that felt good!" he realized everyone was staring. "Er. Sam! Truth or Dare!"
"What should I choose, Mr. Frodo?" Sam wondered.
Frodo giggled. " Choose yourself!"
Sam did eenie- meenie- miney- moe and landed on truth. "Truth, then." He said. Legolas grinned in a slightly maniacal way. "What did you do at that party in Gondor the other night?"
Sam flushed. "Errrrrr..."
Sorry for that dumb chapter!
Now it's up to you guys! What did Sam do? What truths and dares should be given? And to who?
~Alessandra
Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR, although I wish I did!
Chapter One: The bored fellowship
The fellowship was sitting around, bored as could be.
Legolas threw leaves mindlessly into the fire. The others were watching him with vague interest.
"What should we do? The stupid quest is at a standstill because Frodo has to reconnect with his inner self, or some crap like that... the rest of us have to sit around as he prances through freakin' waterfalls..." Legolas said suddenly.
"Let's play Truth or Dare!" Gimli said enthusiastically.
"And what. Is. That?" Aragorn said slowly. He had just realized he was sitting in mud... cold mud...
"It's a game... where you ask people truth or dare, and if they pick truth they have to tell a secret, and dare, they have to do something, well, daring, or humiliating." Gimli explained.
Boromir yawned. "That is a game for people who have no honor." He took a drink of ale.
Gimli slapped him on the back and Boromir nearly choked. "Loosen up, laddie!" Gimli said.
Legolas rolled his eyes slowly. "I suppose we have nothing BETTER to do."
At that moment, the hobbits came up, Frodo looking a bit... damp.
Frodo grinned at them and ripped off his shirt. "That was refreshing!" He said, still smiling.
"Um... Frodo, we love you, man... but could you strip, um, SOMEWHERE ELSE?" Aragorn said.
Frodo grinned and bounded away.
Later everyone was sitting around the fire. Aragorn was trying to figure out how to extract himself from the mud, Legolas was playing with his own hair and singing a song, Boromir was shining a sword, Gimli was watching Legolas, hoping for braiding tips, the hobbits were eating, Gandalf was nudging rocks into the fire with his foot.
"Well, guys, I had a brilliant day!" Frodo said as he took a bite of bacon.
"WOW. We don't care." Boromir said.
"Don't be so hostile." Pippin said cheerfully.
"Hostile my a-hhh." Boromir had cut himself. He threw his sword. "Bloody sword." He grumbled as he fashioned a band aid out of leaves.
"We should play Truth or Dare!" Gimli said rather loudly.
"FINE! We'll play your stupid game." Boromir said.
The hobbits looked up with interest. Gimli felt happy that finally they could play.
"I'll start!" Gimli said. "Legolas! Truth or Dare?"
Legolas flipped his hair over a shoulder. " Dare." He said nonchalantly. The hobbits gasped. Legolas looked at them curiously and they burst into giggles.
Gimli stood up and shouted, "I dare ya to toss your hair and shake your booty like ya just don't care!" This was accompanied by a bit of mad dancing from Gimli.
The others stared.
Legolas blinked. "All right..."
Legolas got up and started dancing, and dancing, and he was getting WAY too into it.
"Legolas, you can stop now! Legolas? LEGOLAS!" Gimli said.
Legolas sat down. "Wow, that felt good!" he realized everyone was staring. "Er. Sam! Truth or Dare!"
"What should I choose, Mr. Frodo?" Sam wondered.
Frodo giggled. " Choose yourself!"
Sam did eenie- meenie- miney- moe and landed on truth. "Truth, then." He said. Legolas grinned in a slightly maniacal way. "What did you do at that party in Gondor the other night?"
Sam flushed. "Errrrrr..."
Sorry for that dumb chapter!
Now it's up to you guys! What did Sam do? What truths and dares should be given? And to who?
~Alessandra