Today, the Middle-Earth camp is silence. The time is 09.00 in the morning, and Gandalf have not even woken up a fly! Why? If you are a very clever reader, you might happen to remember that Gandalf and Gimli were at a disco yesterday evening. And if you have a REALLY excellent brain and remember as an oliphaunt... sorry, elephant! you will remember that Gandalf was very, very drunk yesterday. Yep, the old, stout Wizard has the hangover of his life. So, there is no life in the Middle-Earth camp today. Except... In the room of Boromir and Aragorn there is a little bit of moving and open eyes. Let us see... Boromir and Aragorn are sitting close to the wall, both with a glass turned to the wall. They listen in silence.
"This sucks," says Boromir. "The most funny thing we have heard the last thirty minutes, is Merry's snore, and Pippin turning around in the bed."
"Sorry, Boro, but Pippin snores, and Merry rolls around!" answers Aragorn. "But, you are right, this is a little boring."
"Let us go and listen on the other side, on the Russian cross country-chicks!" suggests Boromir.
"Great idea!" says Aragorn and they walk over to the other wall.
Eleven o'clock Gandalf wakes up. He had a really great headache, he is hungry (but will throw up if he eats) and he is very dizzy. Hangover. He does not recognise that the time is very much more than when he usual awakes Men, Hobbits, Dwarf and Elf, so he staggers to the door, opens it and goes out into the corridor. He knocks on the door to Frodo and Sam.
"you shall not pass," Gandalf whispers, before he fell asleep. After some seconds, Frodo opens the door and discovers Gandalf. (For those who are interested, or just sick, I can inform that Frodo is only wearing a boxer. Great waist!)
"Ah Elebereth! Giltoniel!" screams Frodo.
"Mr. Frodo, is it... is it... ELVES here?" asks Sam, who we all know are dead interested in Elves.
"No, it is only Gandalf!" answers Frodo and points on the heap on the floor that resembles a bit to Gandalf.
"Oh shit!" says Sam.
"No swearing, how many times must I tell you?" says Frodo.
"Sorry..." Sam is embarrassed.
"Let us go and find Strider. I am sure that he has some herbs or something that will help Gandalf." Frodo is already marching to Aragorn's and Boromir's room. He rushes in, and sees Aragorn and Boromir with their glasses. Aragorn and Boromir hide the glasses, and Aragorn cleans his throat.
"Herrrrrmmmmm! What are you doing here now?" Aragorn tries to sound like the King of Gondor, but he has more in common with a puberty boy who sneaks into the girl's cloakroom after gymnastics lessons.
"It is Gandalf, Strider!" screams Frodo.
"He lies outside our door, and he look almost ... DEAD!" adds Sam.
"Oh, crap," says Aragorn, grabs his Ranger-stuff and walks into the passage.
He puts some herbs in Gandalf's ears, and after a little while Gandalf is awake. He lies on the floor and stares against the ceiling.
"Hangover," declares Aragorn. "We must get him back into his bed." He and Boromir carry Gandalf back to his room.
"Hey," says Boromir. "Why has Gandalf the Suite?"
"Frodo, will you call Room-service?" says Aragorn and ignores Boromir. "Ask them to send up a some water, a chicken and macaroni salad, vinegar and some bananas. And a strawberry cake."
Frodo calls down and some minutes later a housemaid delivers the food. Aragorn cuts the bananas in pieces and asks Gandalf to eat them. Gandalf takes one piece in the mouth, chews and swallows.
"Sauron in Mordor!" yells Aragorn (instead of "Satan in Hell", dumbass...). "Find a bucket, fast! Call Room-service, Frodo!" But, to late. Gandalf throws up the banana and a lot of other food and drinks, right in Aragorn lap. Aragorn hits Gandalf and yells: "Nasty Wizard! Throw up in the toilet!" to him. Gandalf says nothing, but eats a little more banana. Aragorn wipes of the spew.
"Oh, by the way, anyone who wants strawberry cake?" he says. Everyone in the room, except Gandalf, has a piece, and is eating the best breakfast ever so long in this story. Pippin, Merry, Gimli and Legolas have been aware of all the noise and yelling from Gandalf's room, so they come in the door.
"Strawberry cake!" shouts Pippin and takes a piece.
"What has happen to Gandalf?" asks Legolas.
"Oh, just a hangover," answers Boromir. "Nothing to worry about."
Just when he says 'about', Gandalf throws up. Legolas walks over to him and hold his hands on his forehead. Legolas mumbles something on Elvish and concentrate.
"What are you doing?" asks Aragorn.
"Just some Elvish stuff," answers Legolas, "it looks of course very silly, but sometimes it works. It is psychological, he thinks it is magic..."
" 'E shoulda done jus' like me, jus' drunken Cokie!" says Gimli. He is still into the Snowboard language, and no one understands that much. Gandalf sits up in bed and starts to eat the salad.
"Oh man, I could have eaten an orc, I am so hungry!" he says with his mouth full of salad.
"We can order much from the Room-service, but not an orc, I'm afraid," says Frodo. "Anything you wants?" Gandalf makes a really long list, with Frodo repeats to the poor people who fix Room-service food (who are they really??). After some time two housemaids comes with three trolleys filled of food of different kinds. The Fellowship takes the trolleys and shut the door. The rest of the day they spend in Gandalf's room, eating and singing and a lot of other things.
"But, Gandalf, tell me," says Frodo while he eats a blueberry muffin, "who was actually going to be in a competition today?"
"Oh, in the beginning I decided that Pippin would be doing figure skating today, but if he should done it today, he would have been a 'she'... It was only woman's skating today, so we were up to sightseeing today," answers Gandalf. He looks like he has got rid of the hangover now. Pippin is deep insulted.
"ME?? In the woman's skating class? What kind of freakin' bullshit is this?" he shouts.
"I cancelled it. Relax, my dear little Hobbit," says Gandalf and tries to calm Pippin down. Merry waves with the last donut to make Pippin focus on something else.
"I want that one!" yells Pippin, and he and Merry starts to fight about it. While they are fighting, Sam snatches it and eats it.
"Hey, where is my donut?" asks Merry.
"It is mine!" says Pippin.
"No, it's mine!"
"Mine!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!!!!"
"But it is gone!" says Merry. "Someone must have eaten it." The both of the look at Sam. Sam, on his hand, looks very guilty.
"Begging your pardon, but I haven't have a single donut, and you have eaten three or four each, master Meriadoc and master Peregrin."
"Have you eaten FOUR?" asks Merry Pippin, who does not answers, just runs around. And with the fighting and screaming of the two young Hobbits, the sun sets and the moon comes up. In the end all the Hobbits has fallen asleep in Gandalf's room, so Boromir and Aragorn must carry them to their normal rooms. Gimli and Legolas turns to bed, they too, and some time later, Boromir and Aragorn leaves Gandalf and the rest of the food. Aragorn and Boromir walk back.
"We was interrupted, remember?" asks Boromir.
"Oh, yeah!" says Aragorn and finds his glass, puts it against the wall. "Hey, Boro, you must hear this! Listen to those Russians! Cool."
"Ooooh," says Boromir when he gets his glass up. "Great!"
And after a while the Middle-Earth camp is a silent as it was in the morning.
~ I said I was going to make a chapter in the Easter, made it! School starts tomorrow... :) J Well, sorry if you wanted sport competition today, but I couldn't made up something that would be funny. Next chapter will be sports, promise. Review! Thanks to the Easter Bunny who gave me candies. Anyone who knows about a really idiotic sport? ~
"This sucks," says Boromir. "The most funny thing we have heard the last thirty minutes, is Merry's snore, and Pippin turning around in the bed."
"Sorry, Boro, but Pippin snores, and Merry rolls around!" answers Aragorn. "But, you are right, this is a little boring."
"Let us go and listen on the other side, on the Russian cross country-chicks!" suggests Boromir.
"Great idea!" says Aragorn and they walk over to the other wall.
Eleven o'clock Gandalf wakes up. He had a really great headache, he is hungry (but will throw up if he eats) and he is very dizzy. Hangover. He does not recognise that the time is very much more than when he usual awakes Men, Hobbits, Dwarf and Elf, so he staggers to the door, opens it and goes out into the corridor. He knocks on the door to Frodo and Sam.
"you shall not pass," Gandalf whispers, before he fell asleep. After some seconds, Frodo opens the door and discovers Gandalf. (For those who are interested, or just sick, I can inform that Frodo is only wearing a boxer. Great waist!)
"Ah Elebereth! Giltoniel!" screams Frodo.
"Mr. Frodo, is it... is it... ELVES here?" asks Sam, who we all know are dead interested in Elves.
"No, it is only Gandalf!" answers Frodo and points on the heap on the floor that resembles a bit to Gandalf.
"Oh shit!" says Sam.
"No swearing, how many times must I tell you?" says Frodo.
"Sorry..." Sam is embarrassed.
"Let us go and find Strider. I am sure that he has some herbs or something that will help Gandalf." Frodo is already marching to Aragorn's and Boromir's room. He rushes in, and sees Aragorn and Boromir with their glasses. Aragorn and Boromir hide the glasses, and Aragorn cleans his throat.
"Herrrrrmmmmm! What are you doing here now?" Aragorn tries to sound like the King of Gondor, but he has more in common with a puberty boy who sneaks into the girl's cloakroom after gymnastics lessons.
"It is Gandalf, Strider!" screams Frodo.
"He lies outside our door, and he look almost ... DEAD!" adds Sam.
"Oh, crap," says Aragorn, grabs his Ranger-stuff and walks into the passage.
He puts some herbs in Gandalf's ears, and after a little while Gandalf is awake. He lies on the floor and stares against the ceiling.
"Hangover," declares Aragorn. "We must get him back into his bed." He and Boromir carry Gandalf back to his room.
"Hey," says Boromir. "Why has Gandalf the Suite?"
"Frodo, will you call Room-service?" says Aragorn and ignores Boromir. "Ask them to send up a some water, a chicken and macaroni salad, vinegar and some bananas. And a strawberry cake."
Frodo calls down and some minutes later a housemaid delivers the food. Aragorn cuts the bananas in pieces and asks Gandalf to eat them. Gandalf takes one piece in the mouth, chews and swallows.
"Sauron in Mordor!" yells Aragorn (instead of "Satan in Hell", dumbass...). "Find a bucket, fast! Call Room-service, Frodo!" But, to late. Gandalf throws up the banana and a lot of other food and drinks, right in Aragorn lap. Aragorn hits Gandalf and yells: "Nasty Wizard! Throw up in the toilet!" to him. Gandalf says nothing, but eats a little more banana. Aragorn wipes of the spew.
"Oh, by the way, anyone who wants strawberry cake?" he says. Everyone in the room, except Gandalf, has a piece, and is eating the best breakfast ever so long in this story. Pippin, Merry, Gimli and Legolas have been aware of all the noise and yelling from Gandalf's room, so they come in the door.
"Strawberry cake!" shouts Pippin and takes a piece.
"What has happen to Gandalf?" asks Legolas.
"Oh, just a hangover," answers Boromir. "Nothing to worry about."
Just when he says 'about', Gandalf throws up. Legolas walks over to him and hold his hands on his forehead. Legolas mumbles something on Elvish and concentrate.
"What are you doing?" asks Aragorn.
"Just some Elvish stuff," answers Legolas, "it looks of course very silly, but sometimes it works. It is psychological, he thinks it is magic..."
" 'E shoulda done jus' like me, jus' drunken Cokie!" says Gimli. He is still into the Snowboard language, and no one understands that much. Gandalf sits up in bed and starts to eat the salad.
"Oh man, I could have eaten an orc, I am so hungry!" he says with his mouth full of salad.
"We can order much from the Room-service, but not an orc, I'm afraid," says Frodo. "Anything you wants?" Gandalf makes a really long list, with Frodo repeats to the poor people who fix Room-service food (who are they really??). After some time two housemaids comes with three trolleys filled of food of different kinds. The Fellowship takes the trolleys and shut the door. The rest of the day they spend in Gandalf's room, eating and singing and a lot of other things.
"But, Gandalf, tell me," says Frodo while he eats a blueberry muffin, "who was actually going to be in a competition today?"
"Oh, in the beginning I decided that Pippin would be doing figure skating today, but if he should done it today, he would have been a 'she'... It was only woman's skating today, so we were up to sightseeing today," answers Gandalf. He looks like he has got rid of the hangover now. Pippin is deep insulted.
"ME?? In the woman's skating class? What kind of freakin' bullshit is this?" he shouts.
"I cancelled it. Relax, my dear little Hobbit," says Gandalf and tries to calm Pippin down. Merry waves with the last donut to make Pippin focus on something else.
"I want that one!" yells Pippin, and he and Merry starts to fight about it. While they are fighting, Sam snatches it and eats it.
"Hey, where is my donut?" asks Merry.
"It is mine!" says Pippin.
"No, it's mine!"
"Mine!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!!!!"
"But it is gone!" says Merry. "Someone must have eaten it." The both of the look at Sam. Sam, on his hand, looks very guilty.
"Begging your pardon, but I haven't have a single donut, and you have eaten three or four each, master Meriadoc and master Peregrin."
"Have you eaten FOUR?" asks Merry Pippin, who does not answers, just runs around. And with the fighting and screaming of the two young Hobbits, the sun sets and the moon comes up. In the end all the Hobbits has fallen asleep in Gandalf's room, so Boromir and Aragorn must carry them to their normal rooms. Gimli and Legolas turns to bed, they too, and some time later, Boromir and Aragorn leaves Gandalf and the rest of the food. Aragorn and Boromir walk back.
"We was interrupted, remember?" asks Boromir.
"Oh, yeah!" says Aragorn and finds his glass, puts it against the wall. "Hey, Boro, you must hear this! Listen to those Russians! Cool."
"Ooooh," says Boromir when he gets his glass up. "Great!"
And after a while the Middle-Earth camp is a silent as it was in the morning.
~ I said I was going to make a chapter in the Easter, made it! School starts tomorrow... :) J Well, sorry if you wanted sport competition today, but I couldn't made up something that would be funny. Next chapter will be sports, promise. Review! Thanks to the Easter Bunny who gave me candies. Anyone who knows about a really idiotic sport? ~