A/N: I made this with my friend, Cassidy, in detention 'cause we were bored. It was one of those I write a line, you write a line. So… yeah. I do not do this for a job. I may not update often. NO FLAMES. KIND CRITICSM ONLY!

Warnings: OOCness, randomness, and just plain strange.

Disclaimer: My friend and I do not own Lord of the Rings. The closest I've ever come to owning it is the movies and books. But I did not make them. Start reading now. Go on, scoot.

Once there was a hobbit named Bilbo.

And one day Bilbo turned purple.

Oh no! Bilbo had eaten a wurple purple berry; whoever ate it turned purple.

And if they didn't find the medicine (a banana) they died within three days!

The Magic Banana was on a magical island called Yis Mar. But the island was hidden and nobody new how to find it! Bilbo, it seemed, was destined to die.

Bilbo went to try to find the island of Yis Mar that no one has found so he would live.

First, he went to his nephew Frodo and friend Gandalf and told them what had happened.

They both screamed and Gandalf almost had a heart attack.

He did have a heart attack, for he was old.

Then Bilbo and Frodo screamed, and Bilbo fainted.

Frodo went crazy and went screaming down the road "Magic Chocolate save my chicken!"

Seriously?

Yes, now stop talking, and get back to the story. NOOOW!

Ok, ok. So Frodo went home and grabbed the "magic chocolate." Happy?

No, he had no chocolate; he just went insane, like Miss. #1 fan of Justin Bieber, Mia. Got it? Can you understand?

Yeah. Kinda. Maybe not. So Frodo… Got rabies! HA!

The End.

Hee, hee, hee. We are evil! Wait, did Bilbo die?

And already, Frodo, our time is beginning to look dark.

Wait, what!

It was Gil-yuluul, the purple banana princess monkey who had the magic banana.

Okaaay… and the princess was locked in her tower. Dun, dun, dun, DUUUNNN.

Yes, and she couldn't get out. It was also covered in kryptonite, so even Superman couldn't save her.

*GASP* what will happen next?

Me: So, Cassidy, what do you think?

Cassidy: Busy reading a book

Me: CASSIDYYY!

Cassidy: Yeah?

Me: So, what do you thiiink?

Cassidy: You changed it a little.

Me: Just tell the nice people…

Cassidy: What, oh yeah. Review? Pwetty, Pwetty, Pwease.

Me: You heard her. Review, Peoples! Or I'll sic my imaginary dog on you. Or Mia! You don't want a crazed Justin Bieber fan stalking you! Do you, Do you?