Frodo marched up the Mountain of Doom, ready to finally fulfil his quest and destroy The One Ring. As he entered the chamber of lava, he gasped in horror.
SAURON WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF HIM!
Sauron opened his mouth–most likely to totally annihilate Frodo, Sam, and Gollum in one fell swoop. "Frodo," he said, "I am your father."
"NOOOOOOO!" Frodo cried, flinging his hands up in distress. Suddenly, the Ring flew out of his hands and began falling to the lava below.
"NOOOOOOO!" cried Sauron, diving after it in dismay. "Yes!" Sam said, pumping his fist distinctively.
"NOOOOOOO!" screamed Smeagol, leaping after his precious Ring. "YES! YES!" said Sam once more, jumping for joy.
"NOOOOOOO!" cried Frodo, beginning to dive after them. "YE- Hey, wait a minute, Mr. Frodo!" said Sam, as he grabbed Frodo's feet and hauled him back to safety.
Sauron, Gollum, and the Ring continued tumbling towards the lava.
"NOOOOOOO!""NOOOOOOO!""YES! YES! YES! YES!" Sam sang as he danced a victory jig.
And The Ring melted to bits. "NOOOOOOO!" screamed Frodo, as Sam began forming a one-person conga line. Then the Ring exploded. Sam paused his dance and grabbed Frodo and escaped the exploding mountain.
And the Ring was no more.