The Lord of the Pringles Authors note: This series is based purely on the films and the names have been changed for copyright reasons. I will in no way make money from this and I do not, I repeat, I do not own the characters, breeds, species etc. Now on with my first ever fan fic.

The First Book : The groupies of the Pringles

Chapter one : The beginning of a new era

One upon a time, in a land not too far away and not too pricey to get to with plenty of decent tourist attractions, shopping centres with decent parking, there were 6 magical pringles created. 7 were given to the elves who were wonderful yet ever so dim and vain, 4 to the men who above all things loved power money and the internet hence the reason they sold them on ebay to a bunch of camels, 2 to the dwarves and the rest were given out on a game show, the contestants had to name at least 20 episodes of star trek with actions to show what happened. What these fools did not know was that there was a master pringle forged in the fires of Mt. Dong by the dark lord Saramanda, the pringle controlled all the pringles in the world! Inscribed upon it in some ancient form of Flemish were the words : One pringle to rule them all, one pringle to find them, one pringle to bring them together, and in the darkness make them sing songs round a campfire.

Saramanda couldn't be stopped at anything with the magical pringle so she took over anything related to do with rock music and turned it all classical. It was only at Ozzfest that her evil yet practical and resourceful plan was abolished. After making Ozzy Osbourne play violin his daughter, Kelly then took up her father guitar and poked Saramnda till she couldn't stand it any longer and by accident, she dropped the pringle. She exploded for no apparent reason and everything was restored to its usual rock and roll self.

Having a great deal of love and respect for food, Kelly decided not to destroy the pringle in the fiery Mt. Dong but instead, she decided to keep it as a pet, she named it Magdonna. A lot of other boring mystical boring stuff happened to the ring and, at one point, a sea like crab creature had it for 5000 years! This was until a hairy, fat hobbit with a fetish for lycra took it and brought it back with him to the shouthend. The strange hairy, fat hobbit was called Bigalo Baguette, the great uncle, twice removed on his step grand mothers side to Frogo.