This is for Trinity!
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Zero ducked behind a rack of men's sportswear just as Aragorn made a leap for her.
"Aragorn! I am NOT Arwen!" she protested but he would not listen. The King of Gondor had been rambling on and on about how happy they were together. Zero, of course, denied it all.
"Zero, we love each other! Marry me" he proclaimed and made another failing dive for her.
"EEK!" she shrieked and dove under the free-hanging tie rack. Aragorn groaned as he slammed into the rack trying to follow her. She snickered and ran off only to hit something and topple backwards to the floor. Zero looked up and gasped. There was Arwen… the last, and I mean LAST, person Zero wanted to see. She got to her feet quickly.
"Where is Aragorn?" Arwen demanded her hands on her hips.
"Umm… well…." Zero started but Aragorn snatched her from behind which made Zero gasp and struggle. Arwen's eyes flared up and Zero knew she was toast.
"Not good! NOT GOOD! MAYDAY ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION!" sounded loudly through the whole store. A young lady walked up to the group. She was quite attractive in her whole black attire. The black glasses she wore only added to her features.
The King took one look at her, dropped Zero roughly to the ground and focused on the woman in black. Arwen growled under her breath and lunged for the woman. In less than 5 seconds, the woman had Arwen unconscious. Aragorn was basically drooling over the new woman.
"Hello… I'm Trinity" she stated, her tone somewhat stiff.
"I'm Aragorn. I own a kingdom" he stated proudly. She looked him up and down then he spoke again," Marry me?" Trinity cocked her head and a slight, or what could have been a small smirk, smile crossed her face.
"Sure" she stated and Aragorn, a bright smile on his dumb looking face, lead her away to the wedding section of Walmart.
Zero gave a blank stare as the two walked away. Learoyd helped her up and smirked.
"Nice time for another wedding don't you think?" he stated. Zero gave him a dry look and grumbled about denseness under her breath as she walked away.
Meanwhile across the store…
"What is that?" asked Pippin as he looked at a picture of a hamburger.
"I don't now Pip. Ask the guy" replied Merry.
"That would be our Famous Star" answered the young kid behind the counter.
"Oh…." Said both hobbits and then grinned ear to ear…
TBC…
Next time… Hobbits + Food = Disaster
::evil, authorly laugh followed by a hacking sound and then choking::