The Return of the Morons
By Samhoku
You will not understand the third one if you do not read the other two. Fellowship of the Morons and The Two Morons.
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR and have permission to use myself and my sister. We are not fan-girls.
Comments: This may be choppy, I am having trouble remembering Return of the King.
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Chapter.
"Wake up! Wake up sleepies!" Gollum hissed and shook them. He more or less kicked Veronica awake. She slapped at him and sat up, rubbing her eyes, "I am ready to go home now. I am tired of breathing in toxic fumes."
Samwise was rationing their Lambness bread and was giving Frodo a bigger one. That was understandable, Frodo needed to be strong for when he had to destroy the ring. As they went they had to climb the jegged rocks to the place of the Doom. The place where the last of the talking giant spiders live.
Samantha was now well enough to travel with her companions. As they went through Isengard they saw Sarumen up on the tower, basically yelling wizardly curses at them and insulting them. Which seemed kind of weird because he was the one stuck in the tower.
Legolas pointed an arrow at Sauromen and asked, "Permission to shoot?" Gandalf wisely refused the offer and allowed the dirty scumbag to live. It made Samantha very annoyed, she held out her hand to Legolas, "Give me the bow and I will do it."
"I will fry you if you do." Gandalf said rather flatly. Samantha had no doubt in her mind that he would, so she decided not to shoot the wizard that was routinely insulting them.
Pippin jumped off the horse and ran over to a pretty ball of light. Samantha had seen it and had been tempted but something inside her urged her not to touch. Apparently Pippin had no such urging. Gandalf swiftly relived the hobbit of the seemingly dangerous object.
When they went back to the party, or whatever it was, Eowyn started hitting on Aragorn in a very strange fashion. Samantha looked at the ale suspiciously and decided not to drink it. If she couldn't hold Vodka she couldn't hold beer. And she didn't want to turn into a giggling mess. Like the hobbits. Who were now dancing around on the table and making general fools of themselves.
Samantha watched as Legolas had a drinking game, she tried not to laugh. She could plainly see that elves were not effected by alcohol and that Gimili would assuredly loose this battle.
Briefly she wondered where her sister was and how she was doing. Samantha looked around for Eowyn, when she found her they had a nice talk about weaponry and other such things.