Merry, Pippin, Frodo, and Sam, ran into the Nazguls and managed to out run them and head towards a lake. Sam, Pippin, and Merry managed to release dock. Frodo was last and one of the Nazguls was close behind, Frodo managed to jump onto the dock, and the Nazgul fell off his horse and into the water. But got back out and onto his horse. And started riding away.
LATER!
Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin arrived at the Prancing Pony, They were supposed to meet Gandalf there, but Gandalf wasn't there. Frodo walked up to the bartender. "Excuse me?" he asked. "EEEW! WERE ARE YOUR SHOES!" The bartender cried. "What's a shoe?" Merry asked, the other three shrugged. "Hobbits, A" the bartender said in an annoyed voice. "So what are your names?" the bartender asked. "His name Frodo Bag" Sam started. "HILL! Frodo Baghil" Frodo said quickly. "No it's not" Merry said. "Yes it is" Frodo growled. "We are friends with Gandalf the grey, can you tell him we arrived" Frodo said. "Gandalf… ou yes, I remember, elderly guy, big grey breed, pointy hat" the bartender said. Frodo nodded. "Aint seen him for six months" The bartender told him. Frodo was shocked.
SOON AFTER!
With seemingly nothing else to do, the four hobbits sat down at a table, Pippin began drinking more and more beer, without any chances of stopping. "YOU THREE GOT TO TRY THIS STUFF! Pippin screamed drunkly. "I would weather stay healthy tonight" Frodo said. "LEAVE MY MAMA OUT OF THIS YOU PERVERT!" Pippin screamed at him angrily. Pippin then began speaking in gibberish. "Pippin, there's a reason we forbid you from the Shire's bar" Merry said. "You're just lucky you got your two clones with you" Pippin said pointing at Merry. Pippin walked off. Unfortunately that lead to something bad, Frodo told everyone that he isn't suppose to use his real name, because it isn't safe. But Pippin began saying, "YA! I KNOW A BAGGINS! (Burp) WAIT OBER THERE! THE ONE WITH THE RING I'M NOT SUPPOSE TO TELL ANYBODY ABOUT! YA!" Pippin cried in dizzy drunk type of voice. Frodo panicked and put on the ring and turned invisible. "THAT WAS ODD!" Pippin cried before chugging two beers at once.
The Nazguls sensed the rings presence and started riding towards the prancing pony.
While wearing the ring Frodo came face to face with Sauron. "You cannot hide, I SEE YOU!" Frodo responded with female scream. "I mean how can I not, I am a giant eye you now, I mean dua" Sauron said. Frodo started taking the ring off. "Hey, what are you doing, I'M TRYING TO TALK TO YOU! YOU BITCH!" Sauron screamed. Before Frodo took the ring off and found himself back at the bar. He heard cheering, as he saw Pippin chugging hug water jug, full of beer. "That's just gross" Frodo said. Suddenly he was grabbed.
The strangers throw Frodo upstairs. The stranger was Aragorn, but nobody knew that yet. "Who are you" Frodo asked nervously. "Would you stop insulting me" Aragorn snapped. Suddenly the door flew open, and Sam came out holding pippin like a shield. "BACK OFF! PIPPIN IS ABOUT TO HAVE A HUGE HANG OVER! AND I'M NOT SCARED TO US HIM!" Sam warned. "Ya" Merry said from behind holding up his fists. "I don't care HOW much vomit is in your little hobbit bodies, it will not save you" Aragorn told him. Aragorn turned to Frodo. "You can no longer wait for wizard Frodo, THERE COMING! Aragorn told him.
Suddenly the Nazguls broke into the town, searching for the hobbits. One of them sniffed some beer. "HEY! YOU HAVE TO PAY FOR THAT!" cried the bartender. The Nazgul stabbed him. "Never mind, have a nice day" the bartender said before falling down dead. Everyone began panicking and running around. On Nazgul was giving a guy a weedy. And after putting the guy's underwear over his head, the Nazgul allowed him to continue running away. Another guy banged into the Nazgul. "Do I scare you" The Nazgul, seeming to want to be scary. "Maybe a little" The guy admitted. The Nazgul got angrily. "HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!" The cried and started strangling the guy, and quickly killed him. "They were once men. Then Sauron gave to them nine rings of power, blinded by greed they took them without question, one by one they fallen into darkness, now they slaves to his will… They all the Nazgul, ring wraiths, neither living nor dead, they will never stop hunting you" Aragorn told them. Merry looked out the window. "Wait there's ten of them, isn't there suppose to be nine" Merry pointed out. Aragorn shot one of them with his bow and arrow. "There's nine now" he teased.