A/N- yeah, I got bored. Right before Christmas. So this may be a
Christmas story right into the New Year. Oh well. Yes, it's common day,
yes, it's not politically correct. You don't like it, feel free to yell at
me.
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"Come ON Gandalf. Christmas is closer than 'just around the corner-' we're on the same sidewalk about to collide!"
"This will be our last chance this year. PLEASE come?"
"Pippin, Merry, for the final time: I have absolutely NO interest in coming Christmas caroling with you!"
"Why don't you want to come, Gandalf?" Legolas asked innocently. "The snow is falling, it's not all that windy, we haven't gone in years-"
"With good reason, I might add!" Gandalf snapped.
"Most of them neighbors are moved away!" Sam protested.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssssse, Gandalf?" Frodo asked his big blue eyes even bigger and bluer than usual as he donned his puppy face.
"NO!!!"
"I'm with Gandalf," Gimli said, standing next to the wizard. "Dwarves do not sing Christmas carols in the cold wet snow. Dwarves stay in the nice warm house and drink many alcoholic beverages!"
"Gimli, Gandalf," Aragorn stepped in. "The weather is better than it has been in years. And if you come caroling with us this year, you don't have to next year."
The two anti-carolists considered the offer. "Promise?"
"Promise," All the pro-carolists chimed in, more or less in unison. (Merry and Pippin said it rather quickly, causing Gandalf and Gimli to look at them uneasily.)
"Well, alright," Gimli said at last. "As long as I don't need to dress like THAT-" He gestured to Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam, and Legolas, all of whom sported Santa hats (With the exception of Pippin, who instead proudly wore flashing reindeer antlers). Each of them had donned copious amounts of other seasonal clothing, as well.
"Agreed," Aragorn soothed. "Gandalf, now that we've got Gimli, you're coming too. You don't need to dress up or anything."
"Oh, okay," Gandalf grumbled. "The things I put up with for you..."
"YAY!!!" All of the Hobbits and the single Elf cried.
"Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Legolas." Gimli gave them a strange look. "You take this season FAR too seriously."
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"Okay, what song's first?" Sam asked as they neared their first house.
"We Wish You A Merry Christmas!" Merry shouted immediately. He brought himself up proudly. "It's got my name in it."
"Alright, fine," Gimli grumbled. "Let's just get this over with."
And so the popular song began, Merry shouting his name loudly at the appropriate times.
"We wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, and a happy New Year!"
At least, that's how the song went for the most part. Someone wasn't getting all the words right, and so those not making the mistake began to sing more quietly in order to discover the culprit. Finally, on the last round of the chorus, it was made clear.
"We wish you a MERRY Christmas, (Merry still shouted his name) we wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, and a PIPPIN New Year!"
"Pippin!" Merry and Sam cried accusingly while Frodo and the rest laughed (Excepting Gimli and Gandalf, who were behind everyone else sulking).
"What?" Pippin asked as he received his candy cane from the nice but confused lady who had been listening. "Merry's got HIS name in; I thought it was only fair. Thank you, ma'am!"
"Hey, my name wasn't in one either," Legolas whined teasingly as they walked to the next house.
"Nor mine!" Aragorn pretended to pout.
"I want my name in a song," Frodo complained. (Nobody was really sure if he was joking or not, so Sam coughed and changed the subject).
Everyone agreed that 'Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer' was a suitable next song, and as it was familiar to many the listeners even joined in... but soon got lost.
"You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Aragorn" Aragorn started loudly. Everyone chuckled but continued. "Comet and Cupid and Donder and Legolas," Legolas' voice called. More chuckles. "But do you recaaaaall, the most famous reindeer of aaaalllllll- (Dun-dun-duuuun" Merry and Pippin supplied). "FRODO-!" Everyone sang through their laughter, "The red nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose! (Like a lightbulb!!!)" Everyone snickered at the thought of Frodo with a bright red nose. "And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows." ("Like a Flashlight!" Merry and Pippin screamed). "All of the other reindeer, used to laugh and call him names! (Like Bigfoot!)" Everyone laughed at the inside Hobbit-joke. "They never let poor FRODO, join in any reindeer games! Then one foggy Christmas Eve, GANDALF came to say-" ("NOT FUNNY!" Gandalf shouted) "Frodo with your nose so bright! Won't you guide my sleigh tonight! Then all the reindeer loved him, as the shouted out with glee- (YIPPEE!!!) Frodo, the Red-nosed Reindeer, you'll go down in Historeeeeeeeeeee! (LIKE THE OLD TOOK!)" Merry and Pippin finished with flourish.
They all, even Gimli (though not Gandalf) broke out into hysterical laughter, not even noticing that their listeners had dashed inside, slammed the door, and were peeking out the curtains to see if they'd left yet.
"Let's sing a nice peaceful song now," Sam recommended as they got to the next block. (Somehow everyone else on the previous one was not at home, even though they could have sworn they saw lights on in each and every one of them before they had started singing).
"O Holy Night?" Legolas suggested.
There was a general shrug of assent, and they began. "O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining! 'Tis the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world, in sin and error pining, till He appeared and the soul felt its worth! Um, mumble muuum-ble mumble, mumble mumbuuuuul, mum-bul mum-bul, mumble mumble mumble! Faaaaaaalll on your kneeeeeees! O hear the angel voices! O Niiiiiiiiiight devine! O night, when Christ was born. Um, mumble, mumbuuuuuuulll, O night! O night devine!"
"Um, let's skip the second verse," Aragorn suggested, "as we don't even know all the words to the first one."
"Yes, let's" Gandalf said sarcastically.
"Sorry you had to go through that!" Frodo shouted to the closed door.
"Oh, come on." Gimli grabbed his arm and dragged him away.
"Okay, this time a song we ALL know," Gandalf ordered. "We don't want to be excommunicated from the neighborhood just because we sing poorly."
"Jingle Bells, then" Sam said.
"Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh, over the fields we go, laughing all the way! (HO HO HO!) Bells on bobtails ring, making spirits bright, what fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight!! Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way!! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh! (HEY!!) (GO BILL!" Sam cried earnestly). Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh!"
At least, that's how the song went for the most part. Underneath the common words of the melody, some that weren't exactly the same were being sung.
"Jingle bells, Sauron smells, Gandalf has a staff! He'll turn Sam unnatural well the rest just sit and laugh! Jingle bells, In Rivendell, Elrond cannot smile! Let's watch Pippin try to fight- hey look a Hobbit pile!"
"Gimli!" All the Hobbits shouted plaintively as all the others howled with laughter (even Gandalf).
"Hey, you guys were right!" Gimli grinned. "I AM having fun!"
"I pick the next song," Frodo said, glaring at Gimli as they moved on. "Let's sing... Frosty the Snowman."
"Ahh... I don't know the words.
"Me neither. Can we sing Jingle Bells again?"
"NO, Gimli."
"I know!" Frodo announced. "Gandalf Got Run Over By A Reindeer!"
"What?" Gandalf cried. "No! No way!"
Unfortunately, the suggestion was met with great approval from the rest and Gandalf could do little else as the rest publicly embarrassed him. The song had been created long ago by the rest of them, and to Gandalf's relief it had been forgotten over time. Until now.
Frodo and Sam started out. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Sam we believe."
They took up the first verse together. "He'd been smokin' too much pipe weed, and we begged him not to leave, but he insisted upon going, then we saw the grisly deed!"
This time it was Legolas and Gimli. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Gimli we believe."
They all joined in again. "We left him in the dark, too 'fraid to go out now, next mornin' he was covered in hoofprints- hoofprints too small to be a cow's"
Merry and Pippin took it up. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Pippin we believe!" ("There!" Merry shouted. "Your name's in a song!")
They all sang with gusto. "We all really miss poor Gandalf! He really was a good guy, Even though he'd turn Sam unnatural, and then watch poor ol' Samwise cry! It just isn't Christmas without Gandalf! We miss the fireworks so bright! And even when Merry and Pip stole them, at least it made our hobbit-holes warm at night!" ("See?" Merry yelled. "There's your name again!")
Aragorn took his turn, and Legolas joined in so he wouldn't be alone. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Strider we believe!"
Gandalf sighed in relief as it got into the final verse. "Christmas dinner's on the table, wrapping paper all over the floor, we're 'splaining to all the guests, that Gandalf's fireworks are no more. This just goes to show ya, that Smokin's bad for you! And always watch out for fat guys, in big red cotton suits!"
The last chorus they did together. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for every one of us, we believe!!!"
The people listening at the doors, their neighbors, people across the street, and even people from the previous block that weren't at come burst into tremendous applause, and the Fellowship found themselves being peppered with candy canes.
"All RIGHT!" Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam, and Legolas all gave each other high fives and high tens. (Well, high for the Hobbits, low for Legolas).
"Can we go home now?" Gandalf groaned.
"I suppose we've got to," Sam said, "Seein' as everyone's 'eard us sing now."
"It's all okay," Legolas announced. "I'm satisfied. And I'll make hot chocolate for everyone."
"Really?" Everyone, the Hobbits in particular, looked at the Elf hopefully. If there was one thing he could do right, it was make hot chocolate.
"Yup. And I'll use the big mugs."
"REALLY really?" The Hobbits' eyes got huge. "We love you to death, Legolas."
"So much," Pippin said reverently, "That I promise to not call you Leggy, Leg-less, Leggers, Nancer, Prancer, or any other detrimental name until after New Years."
Everyone stared at Pippin in shock.
"What? It's the Christmas season; I can be generous."
"THAT is what I call a good deal," Legolas announced, and they all walked through the cheers back home.
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Okay, so that's it. Or is it? I might continue on, but it's 11:00 and my dad's getting mad at me. Review and make me happy!!! I'll be happy if you review at all, even if you say my story sucks very naughty things.
Woo- I'm tired.
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"Come ON Gandalf. Christmas is closer than 'just around the corner-' we're on the same sidewalk about to collide!"
"This will be our last chance this year. PLEASE come?"
"Pippin, Merry, for the final time: I have absolutely NO interest in coming Christmas caroling with you!"
"Why don't you want to come, Gandalf?" Legolas asked innocently. "The snow is falling, it's not all that windy, we haven't gone in years-"
"With good reason, I might add!" Gandalf snapped.
"Most of them neighbors are moved away!" Sam protested.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssssse, Gandalf?" Frodo asked his big blue eyes even bigger and bluer than usual as he donned his puppy face.
"NO!!!"
"I'm with Gandalf," Gimli said, standing next to the wizard. "Dwarves do not sing Christmas carols in the cold wet snow. Dwarves stay in the nice warm house and drink many alcoholic beverages!"
"Gimli, Gandalf," Aragorn stepped in. "The weather is better than it has been in years. And if you come caroling with us this year, you don't have to next year."
The two anti-carolists considered the offer. "Promise?"
"Promise," All the pro-carolists chimed in, more or less in unison. (Merry and Pippin said it rather quickly, causing Gandalf and Gimli to look at them uneasily.)
"Well, alright," Gimli said at last. "As long as I don't need to dress like THAT-" He gestured to Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam, and Legolas, all of whom sported Santa hats (With the exception of Pippin, who instead proudly wore flashing reindeer antlers). Each of them had donned copious amounts of other seasonal clothing, as well.
"Agreed," Aragorn soothed. "Gandalf, now that we've got Gimli, you're coming too. You don't need to dress up or anything."
"Oh, okay," Gandalf grumbled. "The things I put up with for you..."
"YAY!!!" All of the Hobbits and the single Elf cried.
"Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Legolas." Gimli gave them a strange look. "You take this season FAR too seriously."
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"Okay, what song's first?" Sam asked as they neared their first house.
"We Wish You A Merry Christmas!" Merry shouted immediately. He brought himself up proudly. "It's got my name in it."
"Alright, fine," Gimli grumbled. "Let's just get this over with."
And so the popular song began, Merry shouting his name loudly at the appropriate times.
"We wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, and a happy New Year!"
At least, that's how the song went for the most part. Someone wasn't getting all the words right, and so those not making the mistake began to sing more quietly in order to discover the culprit. Finally, on the last round of the chorus, it was made clear.
"We wish you a MERRY Christmas, (Merry still shouted his name) we wish you a MERRY Christmas, we wish you a MERRY Christmas, and a PIPPIN New Year!"
"Pippin!" Merry and Sam cried accusingly while Frodo and the rest laughed (Excepting Gimli and Gandalf, who were behind everyone else sulking).
"What?" Pippin asked as he received his candy cane from the nice but confused lady who had been listening. "Merry's got HIS name in; I thought it was only fair. Thank you, ma'am!"
"Hey, my name wasn't in one either," Legolas whined teasingly as they walked to the next house.
"Nor mine!" Aragorn pretended to pout.
"I want my name in a song," Frodo complained. (Nobody was really sure if he was joking or not, so Sam coughed and changed the subject).
Everyone agreed that 'Rudolf the Red-Nosed Reindeer' was a suitable next song, and as it was familiar to many the listeners even joined in... but soon got lost.
"You know Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Aragorn" Aragorn started loudly. Everyone chuckled but continued. "Comet and Cupid and Donder and Legolas," Legolas' voice called. More chuckles. "But do you recaaaaall, the most famous reindeer of aaaalllllll- (Dun-dun-duuuun" Merry and Pippin supplied). "FRODO-!" Everyone sang through their laughter, "The red nosed reindeer, had a very shiny nose! (Like a lightbulb!!!)" Everyone snickered at the thought of Frodo with a bright red nose. "And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows." ("Like a Flashlight!" Merry and Pippin screamed). "All of the other reindeer, used to laugh and call him names! (Like Bigfoot!)" Everyone laughed at the inside Hobbit-joke. "They never let poor FRODO, join in any reindeer games! Then one foggy Christmas Eve, GANDALF came to say-" ("NOT FUNNY!" Gandalf shouted) "Frodo with your nose so bright! Won't you guide my sleigh tonight! Then all the reindeer loved him, as the shouted out with glee- (YIPPEE!!!) Frodo, the Red-nosed Reindeer, you'll go down in Historeeeeeeeeeee! (LIKE THE OLD TOOK!)" Merry and Pippin finished with flourish.
They all, even Gimli (though not Gandalf) broke out into hysterical laughter, not even noticing that their listeners had dashed inside, slammed the door, and were peeking out the curtains to see if they'd left yet.
"Let's sing a nice peaceful song now," Sam recommended as they got to the next block. (Somehow everyone else on the previous one was not at home, even though they could have sworn they saw lights on in each and every one of them before they had started singing).
"O Holy Night?" Legolas suggested.
There was a general shrug of assent, and they began. "O Holy Night, the stars are brightly shining! 'Tis the night of our dear Savior's birth. Long lay the world, in sin and error pining, till He appeared and the soul felt its worth! Um, mumble muuum-ble mumble, mumble mumbuuuuul, mum-bul mum-bul, mumble mumble mumble! Faaaaaaalll on your kneeeeeees! O hear the angel voices! O Niiiiiiiiiight devine! O night, when Christ was born. Um, mumble, mumbuuuuuuulll, O night! O night devine!"
"Um, let's skip the second verse," Aragorn suggested, "as we don't even know all the words to the first one."
"Yes, let's" Gandalf said sarcastically.
"Sorry you had to go through that!" Frodo shouted to the closed door.
"Oh, come on." Gimli grabbed his arm and dragged him away.
"Okay, this time a song we ALL know," Gandalf ordered. "We don't want to be excommunicated from the neighborhood just because we sing poorly."
"Jingle Bells, then" Sam said.
"Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh, over the fields we go, laughing all the way! (HO HO HO!) Bells on bobtails ring, making spirits bright, what fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight!! Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way!! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh! (HEY!!) (GO BILL!" Sam cried earnestly). Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way! Oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh!"
At least, that's how the song went for the most part. Underneath the common words of the melody, some that weren't exactly the same were being sung.
"Jingle bells, Sauron smells, Gandalf has a staff! He'll turn Sam unnatural well the rest just sit and laugh! Jingle bells, In Rivendell, Elrond cannot smile! Let's watch Pippin try to fight- hey look a Hobbit pile!"
"Gimli!" All the Hobbits shouted plaintively as all the others howled with laughter (even Gandalf).
"Hey, you guys were right!" Gimli grinned. "I AM having fun!"
"I pick the next song," Frodo said, glaring at Gimli as they moved on. "Let's sing... Frosty the Snowman."
"Ahh... I don't know the words.
"Me neither. Can we sing Jingle Bells again?"
"NO, Gimli."
"I know!" Frodo announced. "Gandalf Got Run Over By A Reindeer!"
"What?" Gandalf cried. "No! No way!"
Unfortunately, the suggestion was met with great approval from the rest and Gandalf could do little else as the rest publicly embarrassed him. The song had been created long ago by the rest of them, and to Gandalf's relief it had been forgotten over time. Until now.
Frodo and Sam started out. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Sam we believe."
They took up the first verse together. "He'd been smokin' too much pipe weed, and we begged him not to leave, but he insisted upon going, then we saw the grisly deed!"
This time it was Legolas and Gimli. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Gimli we believe."
They all joined in again. "We left him in the dark, too 'fraid to go out now, next mornin' he was covered in hoofprints- hoofprints too small to be a cow's"
Merry and Pippin took it up. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Pippin we believe!" ("There!" Merry shouted. "Your name's in a song!")
They all sang with gusto. "We all really miss poor Gandalf! He really was a good guy, Even though he'd turn Sam unnatural, and then watch poor ol' Samwise cry! It just isn't Christmas without Gandalf! We miss the fireworks so bright! And even when Merry and Pip stole them, at least it made our hobbit-holes warm at night!" ("See?" Merry yelled. "There's your name again!")
Aragorn took his turn, and Legolas joined in so he wouldn't be alone. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for me and Strider we believe!"
Gandalf sighed in relief as it got into the final verse. "Christmas dinner's on the table, wrapping paper all over the floor, we're 'splaining to all the guests, that Gandalf's fireworks are no more. This just goes to show ya, that Smokin's bad for you! And always watch out for fat guys, in big red cotton suits!"
The last chorus they did together. "Gandalf got run over by a reindeer, walking from the Shire Christmas eve. You might say there's no such thing as Santa, but as for every one of us, we believe!!!"
The people listening at the doors, their neighbors, people across the street, and even people from the previous block that weren't at come burst into tremendous applause, and the Fellowship found themselves being peppered with candy canes.
"All RIGHT!" Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam, and Legolas all gave each other high fives and high tens. (Well, high for the Hobbits, low for Legolas).
"Can we go home now?" Gandalf groaned.
"I suppose we've got to," Sam said, "Seein' as everyone's 'eard us sing now."
"It's all okay," Legolas announced. "I'm satisfied. And I'll make hot chocolate for everyone."
"Really?" Everyone, the Hobbits in particular, looked at the Elf hopefully. If there was one thing he could do right, it was make hot chocolate.
"Yup. And I'll use the big mugs."
"REALLY really?" The Hobbits' eyes got huge. "We love you to death, Legolas."
"So much," Pippin said reverently, "That I promise to not call you Leggy, Leg-less, Leggers, Nancer, Prancer, or any other detrimental name until after New Years."
Everyone stared at Pippin in shock.
"What? It's the Christmas season; I can be generous."
"THAT is what I call a good deal," Legolas announced, and they all walked through the cheers back home.
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Okay, so that's it. Or is it? I might continue on, but it's 11:00 and my dad's getting mad at me. Review and make me happy!!! I'll be happy if you review at all, even if you say my story sucks very naughty things.
Woo- I'm tired.
