Disclaimer: We are five people! Commonly known as little freaks. We decided
to write a fan fic, collectively, when we were bored. We don't own the
characters or the song it is based on, Tribute! By Tenacious D. Which
really is the greatest song in the world and should be listened to! Right
now!
This is the greatest and best fanfic in the world.
Tribute. --- It started when Legolas and his boyfriend Aragorn, here, were walking down a long and lonesome road. Legolas had an arrow nocked in his bow, for the poncy fellow was always afraid an Orc would jump at him from the bushes. Aragorn, however, kept his sword in its sheath, believing the smell of his unwashed hair was enough to drive any foul creature away.
When suddenly, there shined a shiny Orc! In the middle of the road! And the Orc said, "*snort* Be you angels?...."
The lovers said, "Nay, we are but men ... and an elf!"
The shiny Orc said...."Siiiiiiiiiing the best elf ballad in the world...OR I'LL EAT YOUR LITTLE HOBBIT PETS!"
And the lovers looked at each other and then Aragorn said... "Hell no. I don't particulary like them anyway."
But Legolas, sweet sweet Legolas, said, "I shall sing the best elf ballad in the world." And he sang the first thing that came to his head and it just so happened to be the worst ballad in the world it was the worst one in the world.
There was pain in his eyes and it was easy to see that the Orc was stunned! He pulled out his hammer and screamed, "This ballad you sing...is displeasing to my ears!"
And as he tossed his hammer aside, it landed on the road...he revealed he was not a normal Orc! For this shiny orc, shining in the middle of the road, was actually Elrond!
...who looked so much like an Orc anyway, no one would be able to tell the difference if we hadn't told them. The newly-discovered Elrond laughed pompously, tossing back his feminine hair, saying, "Fooled you, didn't I?"
"Fear not," said the poncy elf (Elrond that is). "I would not hurt your little hobbit friends."
"I don't trust you, Lord Elrond," Aragorn huffed. "You've had your panties in a twist ever since Sauron told you that you looked like an eggplant in Arwen's dress. What business had you in my girlfriend's closet, anyhow?"
But Legolas, brave Legolas, gullible Legolas, said, "Alright, then. Pray tell, Lord Elrond, what be you doing on a lonely road such as this tonight?"
Elrond quickly loosened his purple robes around his neck. "I ... er ... well ... I was ... um going to uh ... visit ... my ... distant cousin in Lothlorien! Yes, that's it...his name is...er...Figwit! Yes, that's his name." Elrond nodded and looked very proud of himself.
"Why, what a coincidence!" Legolas smiled. "We're on our way to Lothlorien as well!"
Aragorn grunted. "This poncy fellow hopes to find truth about his sexuality in Galadriel's mirror fountain. It seems quite a hopeless case to me..."
"ARAGORN!" Legolas was hardly the type to get angry easily, but now was an exception. However, as he was a weak and fragile elf, he could make no physical threats towards Strider. "You know full well I am consulting with the mirror fountain about Gandalf's fall into the shadow. Myself, I think Balrog quite overreacted..." --- And you know the strange thing my friends, the fic that Meestar Pickles and Shakbari and Hippy and Death and Ivan wrote that fateful day, it sounded NOTHING LIKE THIS FIC!
Can't remember...the greatest fic in the world....
This is just a tribute.
This is the greatest and best fanfic in the world.
Tribute. --- It started when Legolas and his boyfriend Aragorn, here, were walking down a long and lonesome road. Legolas had an arrow nocked in his bow, for the poncy fellow was always afraid an Orc would jump at him from the bushes. Aragorn, however, kept his sword in its sheath, believing the smell of his unwashed hair was enough to drive any foul creature away.
When suddenly, there shined a shiny Orc! In the middle of the road! And the Orc said, "*snort* Be you angels?...."
The lovers said, "Nay, we are but men ... and an elf!"
The shiny Orc said...."Siiiiiiiiiing the best elf ballad in the world...OR I'LL EAT YOUR LITTLE HOBBIT PETS!"
And the lovers looked at each other and then Aragorn said... "Hell no. I don't particulary like them anyway."
But Legolas, sweet sweet Legolas, said, "I shall sing the best elf ballad in the world." And he sang the first thing that came to his head and it just so happened to be the worst ballad in the world it was the worst one in the world.
There was pain in his eyes and it was easy to see that the Orc was stunned! He pulled out his hammer and screamed, "This ballad you sing...is displeasing to my ears!"
And as he tossed his hammer aside, it landed on the road...he revealed he was not a normal Orc! For this shiny orc, shining in the middle of the road, was actually Elrond!
...who looked so much like an Orc anyway, no one would be able to tell the difference if we hadn't told them. The newly-discovered Elrond laughed pompously, tossing back his feminine hair, saying, "Fooled you, didn't I?"
"Fear not," said the poncy elf (Elrond that is). "I would not hurt your little hobbit friends."
"I don't trust you, Lord Elrond," Aragorn huffed. "You've had your panties in a twist ever since Sauron told you that you looked like an eggplant in Arwen's dress. What business had you in my girlfriend's closet, anyhow?"
But Legolas, brave Legolas, gullible Legolas, said, "Alright, then. Pray tell, Lord Elrond, what be you doing on a lonely road such as this tonight?"
Elrond quickly loosened his purple robes around his neck. "I ... er ... well ... I was ... um going to uh ... visit ... my ... distant cousin in Lothlorien! Yes, that's it...his name is...er...Figwit! Yes, that's his name." Elrond nodded and looked very proud of himself.
"Why, what a coincidence!" Legolas smiled. "We're on our way to Lothlorien as well!"
Aragorn grunted. "This poncy fellow hopes to find truth about his sexuality in Galadriel's mirror fountain. It seems quite a hopeless case to me..."
"ARAGORN!" Legolas was hardly the type to get angry easily, but now was an exception. However, as he was a weak and fragile elf, he could make no physical threats towards Strider. "You know full well I am consulting with the mirror fountain about Gandalf's fall into the shadow. Myself, I think Balrog quite overreacted..." --- And you know the strange thing my friends, the fic that Meestar Pickles and Shakbari and Hippy and Death and Ivan wrote that fateful day, it sounded NOTHING LIKE THIS FIC!
Can't remember...the greatest fic in the world....
This is just a tribute.