Lord of the rings parody- the fellowship in London.
Prologue Not long after the Fellowship had left Rivendell, they discovered that Sauron's army was more advanced than they'd hoped. The Orcs were quickly catching up with them and gave chase. The Fellowship managed to hide and Gandalf revealed a spell that could take them any place, any time, the group decided that this would save their lives and went ahead with it. Only the hobbits were sent off to modern day London, but the others, we're not quite sure yet.
"WE'RE IN THE COOLEST PLACE IN THE WORLD!!!!" roared Frodo, at the top of his voice. Pippin quickly reached into his bag and brought out his cloak. He looked at it, sighed and then rolled it up and savagely pushed it into Frodo's mouth. The little hobbit made similar words, but more muffled. Onlookers gave Pippin looks of disgust. He lost his temper after another little old lady tutted at him. "He's mental! Leave me alone! Its for your own safety!" he yelled. The old lady gave him a wary look and carried on with her business. Frodo spat the cloak out of his mouth. Pippin looked in horror at his cloak. So did Merry. Sam vainly tried to stick his fist in Frodo's mouth to stop him from shouting. But the little hobbit as he had done many times so far on this arduous journey, proved he was made of tougher stuff, and he bit Sam's hand and wriggled free. The other hobbits chased after him and they were met with remarks of "If someone would just shoot all these lunatic cults!" one old biddy raged. The hobbits were making their way to Trafalgar Square. They didn't know it yet, but it looked like a good place to rest, until. "Aaaaarrrrgggghhhh!" It was Merry who was screaming, a flock of pigeons made their way to the ground where they started pecking at crumbs on the ground. "What?" asked Pippin with some concern. "I HATE BIRDS!!!" Merry yelled tearfully. After that comment, some pigeons took a fancy to him and started to flap around his head. Merry ran around the fountain crying, "Get off," "I think we should move on," said Frodo. And with that, the hobbits went on their way.
Frodo could feel his head spinning deliriously like he was drunk. It was strange he thought later. It must have been the noise and the sights and odd smells that brought him to life. The others could feel it too, but they weren't so affected. Frodo thought if he could dump the ring here, all would be solved.
"Hey mon, what's your problem?" said a huge Jamaican man whom, the scurrying little hobbits had all run into. The man laughed a huge booming laugh, which amused them greatly. "You got to chill out Mon. Relax a little. Can't go running about all day. The craziness didn't wear off for Frodo, and as soon as he remembered that the ring was around his neck, he brought it out. "NOOOOOO!!!" screamed Sam. "You can't put it on. You'll disappear! Give it to me. Frodo!" "Cool!" exclaimed Frodo and went to slide it onto his finger. Sam snatched it off him with a quick action that later he would associate with Gollum. Sam took the ring and put it safely into his pocket. He looked up. Frodo was pouting childishly and seemed ready for an outburst. Sam ignored him, and began to look at the ring in greedy admiration... London is a scary place when you are small and a hobbit. 'The big folk' are very scary in their hundreds as they stare and pass you on the street. Some high and violent teenagers came up to them and started to fight Sam in an alley. The others left to his defence Merry and Pippin squared up to their opponents, ready to fight. Frodo saw there was nowhere to run, (ignoring the millions of shops around them because he was looking for little holes in the ground). Frodo saw a round door and shouted for the others to follow them. It was a rubbish chute they got themselves into "Damn this place!" said Merry later. "Whoa mon! What are you doing here?" a voice rung. It was the Jamaican man again; he looked at the group with dark eyes. "I'm gonna have to take you guys outta this place where you can't get hurt," he said and led them all out of the rubbish chute. The hobbits didn't disagree but wondered why he was there but followed him to his little flat just outside the city centre. Inside the flat, a petite, beautiful blonde woman sat watching the TV. She looked up as the man entered with the hobbits. Her voice didn't match her body. It was rough and screeched and all the hobbits were surprised and Sam was convinced until then she was a relation of the elven community. "You're stoned again John! How many times do I have to tell you? Get out of my sight!" John slunk into an adjoining room and didn't come out again until it was time to say goodbye. The hobbits looked at their feet. "Hello, my name is Gabrielle," she said in a gentler elven like voice. "You don't look like you come from round here. I apologise for him, he's always picking people off the streets when he gets stoned. You must stay for a bit." No one argued with that. The hobbits and Gabrielle had a lovely time while they were explaining about what hobbits were and their quest. They taught her some hobbit songs while she told some human stories, some not always wholesome in their content, though Sam was keen to overlook this. They stayed for a meal and Gabrielle asked Frodo to help her prepare the food (a microwave meal) She told him she had 'the gift' and had a 'bad feeling' about this quest of his. Gabrielle then proceeded to take Frodo into the bathroom and run a bath. They peered into the water and Gabrielle swished it about with her hands. Frodo didn't know if he was seeing the images in the bath due to wanting to see it or it actually being there. The bath showed the shire and Gabrielle looked on in amazement. But the shire quickly turned to destruction and then Frodo entering and it all being all-nice again. Frodo gasped. "Oh come on Hobbit, you know its going to happen," Gabrielle snapped. You know you are going to take that ring back and you are going to save the shire.
Frodo didn't want to argue with Gabrielle as she then sent the refreshed hobbits on their way. She gave them a couple of packets of biscuits and some cans of fizzy drink to keep them going until Gandalf came for them as they had no human money and their packs had been left in Middle Earth. She also gave them some of John's designer sweatshirts as a punishment for his getting stoned. She told them to treasure them. John was quite a big 'mon' and the jumpers were like cloaks made out of very smooth material. They said a heartfelt goodbye and left. Sam was still mesmerised by her and decided that Gabrielle's word, was law.
John left the flat and slammed the door and followed the hobbits as they wandered the estate. Not long after they left, kids on the estate started to pick on the hobbits and nick the ring around Frodo's neck. In the middle of the brawl Gandalf reappeared. He picked out the hobbits, and performed the necessary spell to take them home. Back in Middle Earth, reunited with the rest of the fellowship, they heard as raspy laugh. "Whoa mon, this place is tripping me out!" Guess whom Gandalf had brought with him?
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Prologue Not long after the Fellowship had left Rivendell, they discovered that Sauron's army was more advanced than they'd hoped. The Orcs were quickly catching up with them and gave chase. The Fellowship managed to hide and Gandalf revealed a spell that could take them any place, any time, the group decided that this would save their lives and went ahead with it. Only the hobbits were sent off to modern day London, but the others, we're not quite sure yet.
"WE'RE IN THE COOLEST PLACE IN THE WORLD!!!!" roared Frodo, at the top of his voice. Pippin quickly reached into his bag and brought out his cloak. He looked at it, sighed and then rolled it up and savagely pushed it into Frodo's mouth. The little hobbit made similar words, but more muffled. Onlookers gave Pippin looks of disgust. He lost his temper after another little old lady tutted at him. "He's mental! Leave me alone! Its for your own safety!" he yelled. The old lady gave him a wary look and carried on with her business. Frodo spat the cloak out of his mouth. Pippin looked in horror at his cloak. So did Merry. Sam vainly tried to stick his fist in Frodo's mouth to stop him from shouting. But the little hobbit as he had done many times so far on this arduous journey, proved he was made of tougher stuff, and he bit Sam's hand and wriggled free. The other hobbits chased after him and they were met with remarks of "If someone would just shoot all these lunatic cults!" one old biddy raged. The hobbits were making their way to Trafalgar Square. They didn't know it yet, but it looked like a good place to rest, until. "Aaaaarrrrgggghhhh!" It was Merry who was screaming, a flock of pigeons made their way to the ground where they started pecking at crumbs on the ground. "What?" asked Pippin with some concern. "I HATE BIRDS!!!" Merry yelled tearfully. After that comment, some pigeons took a fancy to him and started to flap around his head. Merry ran around the fountain crying, "Get off," "I think we should move on," said Frodo. And with that, the hobbits went on their way.
Frodo could feel his head spinning deliriously like he was drunk. It was strange he thought later. It must have been the noise and the sights and odd smells that brought him to life. The others could feel it too, but they weren't so affected. Frodo thought if he could dump the ring here, all would be solved.
"Hey mon, what's your problem?" said a huge Jamaican man whom, the scurrying little hobbits had all run into. The man laughed a huge booming laugh, which amused them greatly. "You got to chill out Mon. Relax a little. Can't go running about all day. The craziness didn't wear off for Frodo, and as soon as he remembered that the ring was around his neck, he brought it out. "NOOOOOO!!!" screamed Sam. "You can't put it on. You'll disappear! Give it to me. Frodo!" "Cool!" exclaimed Frodo and went to slide it onto his finger. Sam snatched it off him with a quick action that later he would associate with Gollum. Sam took the ring and put it safely into his pocket. He looked up. Frodo was pouting childishly and seemed ready for an outburst. Sam ignored him, and began to look at the ring in greedy admiration... London is a scary place when you are small and a hobbit. 'The big folk' are very scary in their hundreds as they stare and pass you on the street. Some high and violent teenagers came up to them and started to fight Sam in an alley. The others left to his defence Merry and Pippin squared up to their opponents, ready to fight. Frodo saw there was nowhere to run, (ignoring the millions of shops around them because he was looking for little holes in the ground). Frodo saw a round door and shouted for the others to follow them. It was a rubbish chute they got themselves into "Damn this place!" said Merry later. "Whoa mon! What are you doing here?" a voice rung. It was the Jamaican man again; he looked at the group with dark eyes. "I'm gonna have to take you guys outta this place where you can't get hurt," he said and led them all out of the rubbish chute. The hobbits didn't disagree but wondered why he was there but followed him to his little flat just outside the city centre. Inside the flat, a petite, beautiful blonde woman sat watching the TV. She looked up as the man entered with the hobbits. Her voice didn't match her body. It was rough and screeched and all the hobbits were surprised and Sam was convinced until then she was a relation of the elven community. "You're stoned again John! How many times do I have to tell you? Get out of my sight!" John slunk into an adjoining room and didn't come out again until it was time to say goodbye. The hobbits looked at their feet. "Hello, my name is Gabrielle," she said in a gentler elven like voice. "You don't look like you come from round here. I apologise for him, he's always picking people off the streets when he gets stoned. You must stay for a bit." No one argued with that. The hobbits and Gabrielle had a lovely time while they were explaining about what hobbits were and their quest. They taught her some hobbit songs while she told some human stories, some not always wholesome in their content, though Sam was keen to overlook this. They stayed for a meal and Gabrielle asked Frodo to help her prepare the food (a microwave meal) She told him she had 'the gift' and had a 'bad feeling' about this quest of his. Gabrielle then proceeded to take Frodo into the bathroom and run a bath. They peered into the water and Gabrielle swished it about with her hands. Frodo didn't know if he was seeing the images in the bath due to wanting to see it or it actually being there. The bath showed the shire and Gabrielle looked on in amazement. But the shire quickly turned to destruction and then Frodo entering and it all being all-nice again. Frodo gasped. "Oh come on Hobbit, you know its going to happen," Gabrielle snapped. You know you are going to take that ring back and you are going to save the shire.
Frodo didn't want to argue with Gabrielle as she then sent the refreshed hobbits on their way. She gave them a couple of packets of biscuits and some cans of fizzy drink to keep them going until Gandalf came for them as they had no human money and their packs had been left in Middle Earth. She also gave them some of John's designer sweatshirts as a punishment for his getting stoned. She told them to treasure them. John was quite a big 'mon' and the jumpers were like cloaks made out of very smooth material. They said a heartfelt goodbye and left. Sam was still mesmerised by her and decided that Gabrielle's word, was law.
John left the flat and slammed the door and followed the hobbits as they wandered the estate. Not long after they left, kids on the estate started to pick on the hobbits and nick the ring around Frodo's neck. In the middle of the brawl Gandalf reappeared. He picked out the hobbits, and performed the necessary spell to take them home. Back in Middle Earth, reunited with the rest of the fellowship, they heard as raspy laugh. "Whoa mon, this place is tripping me out!" Guess whom Gandalf had brought with him?
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