One day, Éomer and Éowyn went to visit the tomb of their dead cousin Théodred. As they knelt by the tomb, the boulder blocking the entrance began to tremble. The siblings gave each other a puzzled look. Suddenly, the boulder shot out from the mouth of the tomb, and they scrambled to avoid being pulverized. There where it had been, alive and well and in all his glory, stood Théodred son of Théoden…Stark. Naked.
"Hullo!" announced the resurrected prince, his arms outstretched, "I've been reborn!"
Éomer screamed like a girl. Éowyn squealed for joy and ran to hug her nude cousin. "Well, brother," she finally said, turning back to the shell-shocked Éomer (His face was like that of a peeled potato and he hadn't batted an eyelid since Théodred burst from the tomb.), "I guess you won't have to be king after all."
The End