Survivor with the Members of the Fellowship

*The author has no clue what she was thinking when she was typing this story.*

"Welcome to Survivor Mirkwood, I am your host, Armosis Whiteflower," said Armosis. "Welcome to a new version of Survivor! This time we have all nine members of the fellowship of the ring. Yes, we brought Boromir back to life. Now let me introduce me to the victims, or should I mean, future survivors. Ehhem. Frodo Baggins, let's start with you."

"Why am I doing this?" asked Frodo.

"We invited you and you will win GOLD. LOTS AND LOTS OF GOLD!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" cackled Armosis flinging back her golden hair. All nine members of the fellowship stared at her quizzically. "Sorry. Now Frodo, we know the whole story and junk so let's cut to the chase. You get one item and one item only, what do you wish to have?"

Frodo looked as if he was going to wet his pants, Armosis scared him. Her eyes reminded him of Galadriel's when he was at the mirror. "Um, uh..,'

"Cut to the chase laddy boy!" shouted the giddy Boromir, he was happy to be alive.

"Why did they have to bring him back?" whispered Merry to Pippin.

"Awweee, little hobbits getting snuggly wuggly?" asked Boromir.

"Shut up or I will kill you this time," growled Gimli waving his axe. Sam stared at his hands, Gandalf kept rearranging his hat, and Legolas was brushing his hair.

"Well Frodo, your time is up," said Armosis.

"I guess I will take Sting, after all there are spiders here in these woods," sighed Frodo.

"Excellent choice, Mr. Frodo," said Sam.

"It's your turn, Samwise Gamgee. What do you wish to have?" said Armosis. "Oh for heaven's sake, Legolas, quit brushing your hair!!! No wonder everyone thinks elves are gay. You give us a bad rep!"

"Sorry," sneered Legolas as he put his brush in his bag. "Someone is PMSing." Armosis glared at him.

"Well," chuckled the amused Sam, "I shall bring my frying pan."

"Why? Oh never mind, your problem. Next, Peregrine a.k.a Pippin Took, what do you wish to bring?" asked Armosis.

"That's simple, me lucky carrot!" cried Pippin. Everyone busted out laughing. "Don't dis the carrot! It has magical powers!"

"Oh, whatever!" giggled Armosis. "Merriadoc Brandybuck, what are you to use?"

"My sword, well dagger oh course! I would like to see Pip fight off spiders with a carrot. Maybe he can make them play fetch," said Merry.

"Good one hawhaw!" shouted Boromir.

"I am glad we are all mature," sighed Armosis rolling her eyes. "Let's ask Gandalf what one thing he would like to have?"

"My staff of course, now please hurry up, I am getting tired of Boromir," said Gandalf.

"Alrrigthy then," said the host. "Aragorn, you?"

"My necklace my wife Arwen gave me, it gives me immortality," said Aragorn dreamily.

"Good one! And I don't want to know what you are thinking about," said Armosis. "Brormir, what are you to bring?"

"The horn of Gondor! Well, the pieces anyway, it is for good luck," boasted Boromir.

"It did a good job last time," sniggered Pippin.

"Okay let's hurry up, I have a meeting with my hair dresser in 30 minutes," moaned Armosis. "Gimli?

"My axe." he said stoutly.

"And oh I'm afraid, you Legolas?" winced Armosis.

"Why my bow and arrows of course. Why does everybody thin I'm gay? Just because I have good hygiene doesn't mean I'm gay. I mean look at Frodo, he's always clean," complained Legolas.

"That is because he saved Middle Earth," said Armosis. "Now all of you go on your own separate ways. Meet me here first thing tomorrow morning for you first assignment. Good luck and watch out for spiders!"

The fellowship split off.