Voldie Goes to Mordor: Part 3
By: Paw Weasley/Wood/Malfoy/Greenleaf and Cousin Funf (Paw M. took a mental health day)

This one's a little shorter and we have two characters that we own! Yeah! Random Pencil and Shifty Character are all ours. Take THAT JKR and JRRT. Hah! Other than that everything's theirs.

Lobelia Sacksville-Baggins: Ich liebe mein pipeweed, mein pipeweed liebt mich, mein pipeweed ist toll!

Bozo: Gimme some o' me Old Toby!

Lestranges: How come they don't have any pipeweed in Azkaban?

Dementor: *in a very proper British accent* Because we dementors have smoked it all. How else do you think we perfect the kiss?

Random Orc: I'm soooooo much hotter than you.

Dementor: Indubitably.

Random Pencil: I'm sooooooo hotter than you, Random Orc.

Random Orc: Wanna take this outside, Random Pencil?

Hugo Bracegirdle: Due to complete randomness, the Gallopin' Gamgees win the match by default.

Frodo: I thought you went away.

HB: Shush!

Hobbiton Hardrockers: Why do the Gallopin' Gamgees win? We're soooo much cooler!

Bilbo: I think I'm going to write a song. It will be called "Ode to a Random Pencil."

Frodo: You do that, Uncle Bilbo.

Samwise: Dern it! You took my idea!

Harry: What's up with these hobbits and the Random Pencil? I think the orc is much hotter.

Shifty Character: Meanwhile...

Random Orc: And now, we duel! Draw your sword you yellow-bellied mongrel! You scurvy cur! You -

Random Pencil: But... But... I don't have any hands!

Random Orc: Oh, well, then. In that case... can I have your autograph?

Random Pencil: Sure. *signs orc's sword*

Shifty Character: Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts castle...

Filch: Random Pencil! You're tracking mud all over my nice clean floors!

Random Pencil: That's not mud, that's graphite!

Filch: Oh, okay. Go ahead then.

Random Pencil: Oh my gosh! I can't believe I didn't get detention! *starts singing* I'm incompetent, you're incompetent, we're incompetent fools! Yeah!

Shifty Character: Meanwhile...

Sauron: Why isn't anyone at my party?

Elanor: What party?

Sauron: *ignoring her* It must be because I'm a nonconforming conformist.

Elanor: You mean, you didn't invite me? *GASP* What did I do?

Random Pencil: *randomly* I weigh 6.5 grams.

Elanor: Shush and leave me to my misery. Sauron doesn't love me.

Sauron: No, actually you are alright. It just would never work out. You're a hobbit and I'm a flaming eye. Besides I don't think your father would go for it.

Samwise: You bet your pipeweed I wouldn't!

Sauron: I'm an eye, I don't smoke pipeweed.


A/n Okay, that's all for now. Ah! Too much randomness in this one. Oh, well. R/R and hope you had fun.