This is a rather long one, five pages on Microsoft Word. Then again, the format of this story is different from a normal story with 'paragraphs.'
(Review on last chapter: Aragorn and Boromir are slowly drowning. 'Nuff said)
Aragorn: Well, if this isn't the icing on the bloody cake.
(All around him, water is everywhere up to his waist. And he's on the second floor. This ain't good.)
Boromir: Any idea how to survive?
Aragorn: Nope.
Boromir: This is sad. You faced snowy mountains, goblin-infested dwarf mountains, Fangorn Forest, the war against Minas Tirith and Mordor, and my brother. Yet you still can't conjure a solution?
Aragorn: I'd like to see you try!
Boromir: Gladly. (looks around) Hey! Isn't that Legolas' shampoo?
Aragorn: Hmm, it is!
Boromir: Good! Now I'll trade it for some protection. Sayonara, sucker.
Aragorn: What? Wait! (Boromir already disappears through the roof hole) Oh, this is just great. Now I'm stuck here by myself, and the water is rising higher and higher!
Legolas: Yes, you can stay on the roof, Boromir.
Boromir: Yes! I am saved.
Frodo: (whimpers) But my Ringie is still down there!
Arwen: Don't worry, Frodo. We'll find your…Ringie when the water is gone.
Galadriel: But how do we get rid of the water?
Pippin: Don't ask us, you're supposed to be the wise, wizened elf around here.
Galadriel: Hey! Take that back!
Pippin: Why?
(Galadriel takes and handful of Pippin's hair and yanks it)
Pippin: Okay, okay! I take it back!
Faramir: Stop it, guys! We need to get an idea how to get the water out of this whole area!
Merry: How are we going to do that? By the time that happens, all our stuff will be ruined and Aragorn will be nothing but a sodden lump of a ranger!
Arwen: (sobs)
Boromir: Maybe we need to give an offering to the infamous Lady Charity!
Eowyn: Huh?
Boromir: Obviously, she's wreaking this havoc upon us, so instead of marching to her lair and massaging her feet, we can give her an offering! (turns to the sky) O Great Lady Charity! Please take this hobbit as a gift of gratitude, sacrifice, and good riddance! (holds up Pippin)
Pippin: Put me down! I don't want to be an offering to some mad fan writer/actrerss wannabe!
(The storm crackles louder, electric bolts an inch from striking the house)
Boromir: (whispering) I…I think you angered her! Toss the evil hobbit into the water! Perhaps that should rid him!
Pippin: No way, José! I'm not getting anywhere NEAR the edge of this roof!
Frodo: Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me! I know!
Boromir: (warily) This isn't school, Frodo. You don't have to raise your hand.
Frodo: Okay!
Everyone: …
Faramir: …aren't you going to tell us?
Frodo: Oh yeah!
Everyone: (facepalm)
Frodo: Since Faramir, Boromir, and us hobbits have such a large stomach, we can drink all the water out of the area and save the world!
Everyone: …
Boromir: You're not serious, are you?
Frodo: I am serious!
Faramir: That's crazy! How can five beings be able to slurp up about a million gallons of water without bursting like a water balloon?
Pippin: Well, I dunno, we DID manage to finish Legolas's birthday feast…
Merry: …and still managed to demand tenths…
Boromir: Fine! We'll try it out!
Aragorn: (from below) Can you guys HELP me here? The water is coming higher and higher and I won't be able to BREATHE soon!
Frodo: Super Frodo and his minions shall save you!
Faramir: (grimaces) Minions? This doesn't sound good. Oh well.
(The five trudge to the hole and stick their faces in the water, drinking it up. Miraculously, the water level immediately lowers and the flooding ceases)
Frodo: (speech is translated from gurgling) Good work, team! We're almost there!
(One hour later)
Faramir: Oh, by the name of Gondor…(rubs stomach)
Boromir: I'm going to burst…
Pippin: (pukes) I already have…
Legolas: Wow, guys! I can't believe you really did it! You saved the WORLD!
Merry: It's just Canada…eurgh. (clutches stomach) I think I swallowed something I didn't want to taste…
Arwen: What, is it something that we packed?
Merry: Probably. I hope it gets out…one way or the other.
Eowyn: Ewwww, stay away from me.
Frodo: I feel awful.
Boromir: Join the club.
Merry: Ohhhh….(throws up)
Frodo: Hey! That's my Ringie! You swallowed it!
Legolas: Eurgh, I don't know if you want that anymore.
Frodo: Yay! Ringie!
Faramir: (sighs) At least one of us are happy.
Oh dear, we have five water balloons in our little family….