Chapter One: Dumb Dwarf...
Disclaimer: No, Tolkien's characters do not belong to me. Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn't have a need to write fanfiction on the subject. Comprehend? No? Maybe a thonk over the head with Gandalf's staff could help... x.-
The sun rose. Birds chirped. Elves acted fruity and hobbits suffered from hangovers. 'Twas a normal day in Middle-Earth...
Except for the crimson-hued lollipop of bloody D00Mishness that fell out of the sky.
That bit was rather odd.
Not to mention painful.
Especially to the chipmunk who's head it landed on.
Meanwhile, Gimli the dwarf-dude strolled casually in the direction of the cardboard - er, I mean, wonderfully natural and realistic - sunrise.
Astride to his left, Legolas, elf of Fruitwood, spotted a shiny object. Bending down to goggle over the item in all its sparkly glory, the elf was sucked into a random pink chasm of rabid fangirls and fruitcake, never to be seen again.
That is, until the third chapter.
Gimli, in all his blissful obliviousness, didn't notice.
Nor would he have cared if he did.
Dumb dwarf...
Author's Note: Yah, the chapter's short. Yah, this is what idiocy spawns. Yah, I'm on a sugar high. You have a problem with that...? *brandishes sharpened pixie sticks*
P.S. Reviews are nice, preciousss... Mind lending me one?
Disclaimer: No, Tolkien's characters do not belong to me. Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn't have a need to write fanfiction on the subject. Comprehend? No? Maybe a thonk over the head with Gandalf's staff could help... x.-
The sun rose. Birds chirped. Elves acted fruity and hobbits suffered from hangovers. 'Twas a normal day in Middle-Earth...
Except for the crimson-hued lollipop of bloody D00Mishness that fell out of the sky.
That bit was rather odd.
Not to mention painful.
Especially to the chipmunk who's head it landed on.
Meanwhile, Gimli the dwarf-dude strolled casually in the direction of the cardboard - er, I mean, wonderfully natural and realistic - sunrise.
Astride to his left, Legolas, elf of Fruitwood, spotted a shiny object. Bending down to goggle over the item in all its sparkly glory, the elf was sucked into a random pink chasm of rabid fangirls and fruitcake, never to be seen again.
That is, until the third chapter.
Gimli, in all his blissful obliviousness, didn't notice.
Nor would he have cared if he did.
Dumb dwarf...
Author's Note: Yah, the chapter's short. Yah, this is what idiocy spawns. Yah, I'm on a sugar high. You have a problem with that...? *brandishes sharpened pixie sticks*
P.S. Reviews are nice, preciousss... Mind lending me one?
