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By- Crazy Cat Lady
Everyone was singing. Except for Frodo and Gandalf. They were arguing for which is the better style of dancing- the funky chicken or break dancing.
"Mawari ni itsu mo otoko-tachi…" sang Cris, the really crazy murder- obsessed elf. Then her friend Mel joined in. Then Leoglas. Then Elrond. Then Boromir. But he was off key, so they killed him again. Then Gandalf. They had decided that the best style of dancing was the hokey-pokey, But sudden-Lee, Cris screamed: "AUGH! IT'S MAGNETO! SAVE ME, GAMBIT!"
Everyone looked confused because Gambit wasn't in the X-Men movie.
"I like traffic lights. I like traffic lights, but only when they're green…" sang Sam in a monotone. Frodo joined him, and so did many others in a conga line. No, I don't know how you can conga to that song! Do it yourself and find out, and stop asking me so many questions! *Runs away, runs back*
Anyway, the following occurred: Cris kissed Elrond, Elrond screamed, Mercuria did the hokey-pokey, as taught by Frodo, Merry and Pippin put glitter on their nails, and Legolas walked on the ceiling.
"Lego, get down from there!" Mel screamed. Actually, it was not a scream, but scream was the first word that come to my head.
"But I am not on the ceiling. You are," Lego replied. And everyone fell up onto the ceiling, which was really the floor, with Lego. That bit because their CD player was on the ground.
"Noooooooooooo, now we can't listen to The Matrix soundtrack!" cried Trinity.
"Noooooooooooo!" Elrond joined in on the "Noooooooooooo!"-ing. Cris, Frodo, and Sam did as well, but Cris screamed it about fifty octaves higher. After all the shattered windows were replaced, a mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, broke into one of them.
"It's a turtle!" screamed Rubi.
"No, it's my mom!" screamed Boromir.
"No, it's Frodo!" screamed Talon, even though Frodo was stadnding right next to him.
"No, it's that one creepy guy who works at Blockbuster with the buzz cut and lazy eye!" screamed Cris, who, like the author she is based off of, liked making up people.
The mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, chose that moment to spoke. He said, "Yo."
Everyone gasped.
"I am Thomas Jefferson."
Everyone sneezed.
"I have come to deliver a message."
Everyone laughed.
"Remember how Sauron made another ring that made people's clothes disappear?"
Everyone sang.
"Well, you still have to destroy it."
Everyone hiccuped. Tom could see he was getting nowhere, so he took out a M.C. Hammer type megaphone, and shouted the message which he had to deliver. But all this did was make everyone get up and dance. So Tom went to the nearest person, (Celeborn) and whacked him with a frying pan.
"…………………..Ow." said Celeborn, after two hours, thirty mintues, fifteen seconds, and six nanoseconds. Then he fell over. Tom spoke up.
"Cap'n Crunch for all!" he exclaimed, because I thought of another word in place of "screamed".
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" shouted everyone, except Sméagol, who shouted "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"
"No, Sméagol, 'Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!', not 'Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!'", Boromir corrected the exclamation-forking up… thing.
Tom made his presence known again. "I will give you Cap'n Crunch if you destroy the other one ring."
"Okay Tom. But first, we should introduce ourselves," said Trinity. So they did, but they had to remind Cris that she was no longer Philip Lombard.
"Heeeey, why isn't this in script format?" asked Elrond. The question remained unanswered, as everyone was leaving for The Mines of Moria. Why Moria? Cos it's fun to say. Moria, Moria, Moria. Come, say it with me. MORIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Amigo!" shouted Legolas at the door.
"Wrong language," said Gimli, who is in this fic now. "Mellon!"
"Aw, shibby!" shouted Legolas, for no reason. No, he must have had a reason. Oh, I know! It was because Frodo was eaten by Bill the pony. No, Bill wasn't with them. He was at the party, singing along, but left when the mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, AKA Thomas Jefferson, AKA Tom appeared. Well, then why the heck did he say "Shibby"?
Preview for next chapter:
"Yes."
"Dude"
Cris ran with scissors.
"Mmmmm, pie."
Whoaaaa, pipeweed is da shiznat!
So stay tuned or a balrog will step on everyone.
By- Crazy Cat Lady
Everyone was singing. Except for Frodo and Gandalf. They were arguing for which is the better style of dancing- the funky chicken or break dancing.
"Mawari ni itsu mo otoko-tachi…" sang Cris, the really crazy murder- obsessed elf. Then her friend Mel joined in. Then Leoglas. Then Elrond. Then Boromir. But he was off key, so they killed him again. Then Gandalf. They had decided that the best style of dancing was the hokey-pokey, But sudden-Lee, Cris screamed: "AUGH! IT'S MAGNETO! SAVE ME, GAMBIT!"
Everyone looked confused because Gambit wasn't in the X-Men movie.
"I like traffic lights. I like traffic lights, but only when they're green…" sang Sam in a monotone. Frodo joined him, and so did many others in a conga line. No, I don't know how you can conga to that song! Do it yourself and find out, and stop asking me so many questions! *Runs away, runs back*
Anyway, the following occurred: Cris kissed Elrond, Elrond screamed, Mercuria did the hokey-pokey, as taught by Frodo, Merry and Pippin put glitter on their nails, and Legolas walked on the ceiling.
"Lego, get down from there!" Mel screamed. Actually, it was not a scream, but scream was the first word that come to my head.
"But I am not on the ceiling. You are," Lego replied. And everyone fell up onto the ceiling, which was really the floor, with Lego. That bit because their CD player was on the ground.
"Noooooooooooo, now we can't listen to The Matrix soundtrack!" cried Trinity.
"Noooooooooooo!" Elrond joined in on the "Noooooooooooo!"-ing. Cris, Frodo, and Sam did as well, but Cris screamed it about fifty octaves higher. After all the shattered windows were replaced, a mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, broke into one of them.
"It's a turtle!" screamed Rubi.
"No, it's my mom!" screamed Boromir.
"No, it's Frodo!" screamed Talon, even though Frodo was stadnding right next to him.
"No, it's that one creepy guy who works at Blockbuster with the buzz cut and lazy eye!" screamed Cris, who, like the author she is based off of, liked making up people.
The mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, chose that moment to spoke. He said, "Yo."
Everyone gasped.
"I am Thomas Jefferson."
Everyone sneezed.
"I have come to deliver a message."
Everyone laughed.
"Remember how Sauron made another ring that made people's clothes disappear?"
Everyone sang.
"Well, you still have to destroy it."
Everyone hiccuped. Tom could see he was getting nowhere, so he took out a M.C. Hammer type megaphone, and shouted the message which he had to deliver. But all this did was make everyone get up and dance. So Tom went to the nearest person, (Celeborn) and whacked him with a frying pan.
"…………………..Ow." said Celeborn, after two hours, thirty mintues, fifteen seconds, and six nanoseconds. Then he fell over. Tom spoke up.
"Cap'n Crunch for all!" he exclaimed, because I thought of another word in place of "screamed".
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" shouted everyone, except Sméagol, who shouted "Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"
"No, Sméagol, 'Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!', not 'Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!'", Boromir corrected the exclamation-forking up… thing.
Tom made his presence known again. "I will give you Cap'n Crunch if you destroy the other one ring."
"Okay Tom. But first, we should introduce ourselves," said Trinity. So they did, but they had to remind Cris that she was no longer Philip Lombard.
"Heeeey, why isn't this in script format?" asked Elrond. The question remained unanswered, as everyone was leaving for The Mines of Moria. Why Moria? Cos it's fun to say. Moria, Moria, Moria. Come, say it with me. MORIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Amigo!" shouted Legolas at the door.
"Wrong language," said Gimli, who is in this fic now. "Mellon!"
"Aw, shibby!" shouted Legolas, for no reason. No, he must have had a reason. Oh, I know! It was because Frodo was eaten by Bill the pony. No, Bill wasn't with them. He was at the party, singing along, but left when the mysterious sparkly tall person, who was not literally sparkly, but figuratively, AKA Thomas Jefferson, AKA Tom appeared. Well, then why the heck did he say "Shibby"?
Preview for next chapter:
"Yes."
"Dude"
Cris ran with scissors.
"Mmmmm, pie."
Whoaaaa, pipeweed is da shiznat!
So stay tuned or a balrog will step on everyone.