Yeah i know, this has been done a billion times, but great minds think alike and even greater minds think outside the box. In my case there is no metaphorical box to think out side of. disclaimer and this goes for the whole story if there is ever any more chapters, i don't own LOTR and definately never will.

The council of Elrond was a very boring and sleepy place to be. That was until Boromir arrived.

Boromir was wandering aimlessly along threw some random wood when he came across a river. The river was not very deep and he desided to cross it. He was just about half way when he heard a mighty roar. He turned his head to see what was making the rucous and noticed a surprisingly large wave that looked like a group of white horses and riders.

"HOLY SHI-"

but unfortunately he was cut off there, at the most convienient time, as the water swept him away.

A few days later Elrond was starting the council. He started by introducing everyone

"Here there are all very important people that, quite frankly, I could not give a rats arse about, but I have been told that some evil ring is going to destroy the world so I should probably introduce these idiots who we are going to trust the lives of every living being that is good on this earth. Now on with the plot."

Elrond had just finished introducing everyone present and was about to go on an endless rant about the ring when a sopping wet and very very annoyed Boromir stepped in.

"I OBJECT!" he proceeded screamed at the top of his lungs.

Everyone exchanged confused looks. "You object to what?" asked Aragorn, who was about to start reading Good Omens before he was so rudely intrupted.

Boromir looked around, "this isn't the wedding is it?" he asked.

"um...no" replied Aragorn.

"Oh..my bad...sooooooo...what'cha doin'?"

"Having a very grave and serious council about a stupid ring." Elrond said looking very displeased at not being able to drone on about the rings history.

"Oh! I just remembered why I came here!!" he said, striking a pose dramatically for no particular reason.

"Just remembered?..." Aragorn falofled (okay so that's not a word but who cares, I was bored of writing the same words...I need a larger vocabulary in this pea sized brain of mine.)

"YA! Sorry I got sort of side track, I was thrown off a waterfall by a giant enormous wave of galoping horses, luckily I landed on some cushy thing that I couldn't see and survived. Not with out a bump on the head though." he wiped some blood out of his eye.

Everyone just stared at him unblinking until their eye's began to water.

"So what is your purpose of being here...or something stupid like that..." Elrond um...asked while rubbing his tummy and patting his head.

"I have come to object to destroy that all powerful ring because it is a gift...and I want it because it's all shiny and pretty and stuff. Oh and I think my father has gone insane because just before I left I saw him hoping across a field of flowers singing joyously of killing my brother."

"Okay, well you can't have the ring, and I'm going to bed, goodnight" with that Elrond vanished into thin air muttering something about black ponies and their hooves being the same colour as their body.

Boromir coughed "well this has been rather dull, lets lighten the mood and get skedaddling to Mordor," and with that Boromir went break dancing off into the distance. The members of the Fellowship all looked unsure about this plan, it seemed that Boromir might have received a bit of brain damage with that fall.

"I vote we follow him and see him he manages to fall of any cliffs," voted Aragorn.

"I just want to get rid of this cumbersome burden!" Frodo said in a whiney and angsty tone.

"I want to see the mountains and all their prettiness," Gimli shouted but not really because why would he shout?

"I think I'm wise and I will save you all from certain death," Gandalf said without opening his mouth just to show off.

"I'm young and reckless so I'm coming!" Pippin pipped.

"I'm older than Pippin and smarter so I'll come and make sure he doesn't eat something poisonous!" said Merry

"I like Bill," said Sam.

"Hobbits are short," said Legolas, once again managing to point out the obvious at the most random time.

And with that they followed Boromir, Aragorn taking bets as to when, where and how Boromir would die.

I'm amazing i know, so tell me what you think. Should it end there never to be finished? or will the story go on!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! *evil laughter* only reviews can tell...or is it time?