Just a silly little thing I wrote, sprung from a joke I made years ago while watching the movie.
"Riders of Rohan"
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Aragorn came tearing through the great hall of Rohan. "The Beacons of Minas Tirith! The Beacons are lit! Gondor calls for aid!" Théoden looks thoughtful for a moment. "And Rohan will answer. Master the Rohirrim! Prepare the Rohorses. You! Go to the garage and lock up the RoHyundai, then set out my Rohairdryer, and be sure everyone puts their dirty laundry in the Rohampers. Tonight, before the ride, we shall feast upon Rohamburgers and Rohashbrowns with a side of Rohorseradish sauce and Rohabanero peppers. While we are away, somebody will need to feed RoHenry, my dwarf Rohamster."
A young man came up to the King. "Sir—" "Yes, RoHandell?" "Shall I use the backup Rohandtruck to speed things along?" "Of course. Just make this Rohappen by dawn. By any means. Now up, everybody! We must Rohurry—there is no time to spare. And remove that Rohassock before somebody trips! We don't need to be a man down!"
Aragorn, who was fairly confounded at this point, stepped up to Théoden. "Ah—Théoden… I shall go help—" "Rohelp." He blinked. "Yes… Rohelp… the riders prepare the horse—" The other man cocked an eyebrow. "—Rohorses…" "Yes, good idea, Aragorn. And I will Rohead to Eómer's quarters to discuss the details." "Good, good." And Aragorn departed, confusion and concern etched across his features.
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Epilogue:
"Did you see his face?" Théoden cried amongst the laughter. "He thought I was mad!" Eómer managed to stop laughing long enough to squeak out a sentence or two. "That was brilliant, sire! Shall we keep it up for the ride to Minas Tirith?" "Just until he begins to speak that way—then we'll stop." "Excellent!"
Stupid, I know. ^.^
