All was silent. Until Legolas burst out laughing.
"What is so funny?" Gandalf snapped.
Legolas giggled. "Oh, nothing. It's just that, well, now he's a blonde!"
Aragorn rolled his eyes. "Legolas, YOU'RE a blonde."
"Well, yeah, but that's beside the point. It's so funny!" Most all the Fellowship agreed on this point. Saruman's white robes had mysteriously changed to tie-dye hot pink, and his nails were purple.
"Why did the eye make that wizard look different?" Pippin wanted to know.
"Ha! I know," Gandalf said. "It means that Saruman is no longer the white- he is not fit to wear robes of white! Ha! That means he's no longer a better wizard than me! Ha! That means I am the only candidate! Ha!"
"But Gandalf," Aragorn pointed out, "you have to die first, remember?"
"Oh yeah."
The chickens had mysteriously vanished when the Eye came. Because Saruman was reduced to a pathetic little sobbing figure, Gandalf was able to transport himself out of the cage. He decided to leave Legolas inside for the time being.
Gandalf went over to inspect Saruman, who seemed to be utterly oblivious to everything. "All right," Gandalf said, "let's get out of here. Before he snaps out of it."
"So, that bad wizard can't do any more harm?" Frodo asked nervously. Before Gandalf could reply, everyone suddenly became aware of yells and the clash of steel outside.
Aragorn dashed over to a window and looked out. "Gimli and Sam and Merry are in trouble!" he yelled. He jumped out of the window and landed on top of some Orcs, knocking them senseless. The next one to follow was Pippin.
"Get back here, you fool of a Took!" Gandalf yelled. "You'll only get yourself killed!" Since it was obviously too late for Pippin to get back there, Gandalf flew out of the window, muttering to himself ominously. Frodo watched him go. He leaned out of the window to watch the battle below. With Aragorn's and Gandalf's (not to mention Pippin's) help, the Orcs were beaten back and ran into the tower crying for their mummy.
Aragorn wiped the blood from his sword and looked up and saw Frodo still in the tower. "Jump!" he yelled. Frodo reluctantly jumped and landed in the top branches of a nearby tree. He went crashing down for a bit before he landed on something. Boromir.
"What are you doing here?" Frodo said rather accusingly.
Boromir shrugged. "I was up here picking apples when the fighting began. You wouldn't expect me to go down there right then, would you? Besides, it looked like Gimli and the hobbits had things under control."
Frodo rolled his eyes and dropped the rest of the way down.
Soon the Fellowship was ready to go. They had just started walking when Pippin, ever full of questions, asked Gandalf where they were going.
"Well," Gandalf said, "first we have to go to the mines of Moria so I can die, and then the rest of you will go on to Lothlorien."
Sam gasped. "Does that mean we'll get to meet more Elves?"
Aragorn rolled his eyes. "I think the one elf we have with us is quite enough, don't you?" Everyone waited for Legolas to say something defensive.
After the moment passed and no one said anything, they realized Legolas was still in the cage at the tower. After much grumbling on the part of everyone (can't we just leave him there? No, we went to all the trouble of rescuing him and we have to get him back, so there) they went back to the tower.
Legolas was still in the cage. He was covered with little bite marks, because the chickens had mysteriously returned. Several of them lay on the floor of the cage, and Legolas's knife had blood on it.
He was even more whiny than usual. "I can't believe you forgot about ME! You went all the way here to get me and then you all just FORGOT about me?" After a few minutes of this everyone had had enough and Gandalf placed a large piece of magical tape on the elf's mouth.
From the mumbling that was still going on, they could tell Legolas was whining about how that would ruin his perfect skin.
Finally Boromir knocked him out. This proved to be a mistake, since then everyone had to take turns carrying him.
So, Elf in tow, the Fellowship was on its way to the Mines of Moria so Gandalf could get himself killed, and then to the magical Golden Wood and beyond.
The End
"What is so funny?" Gandalf snapped.
Legolas giggled. "Oh, nothing. It's just that, well, now he's a blonde!"
Aragorn rolled his eyes. "Legolas, YOU'RE a blonde."
"Well, yeah, but that's beside the point. It's so funny!" Most all the Fellowship agreed on this point. Saruman's white robes had mysteriously changed to tie-dye hot pink, and his nails were purple.
"Why did the eye make that wizard look different?" Pippin wanted to know.
"Ha! I know," Gandalf said. "It means that Saruman is no longer the white- he is not fit to wear robes of white! Ha! That means he's no longer a better wizard than me! Ha! That means I am the only candidate! Ha!"
"But Gandalf," Aragorn pointed out, "you have to die first, remember?"
"Oh yeah."
The chickens had mysteriously vanished when the Eye came. Because Saruman was reduced to a pathetic little sobbing figure, Gandalf was able to transport himself out of the cage. He decided to leave Legolas inside for the time being.
Gandalf went over to inspect Saruman, who seemed to be utterly oblivious to everything. "All right," Gandalf said, "let's get out of here. Before he snaps out of it."
"So, that bad wizard can't do any more harm?" Frodo asked nervously. Before Gandalf could reply, everyone suddenly became aware of yells and the clash of steel outside.
Aragorn dashed over to a window and looked out. "Gimli and Sam and Merry are in trouble!" he yelled. He jumped out of the window and landed on top of some Orcs, knocking them senseless. The next one to follow was Pippin.
"Get back here, you fool of a Took!" Gandalf yelled. "You'll only get yourself killed!" Since it was obviously too late for Pippin to get back there, Gandalf flew out of the window, muttering to himself ominously. Frodo watched him go. He leaned out of the window to watch the battle below. With Aragorn's and Gandalf's (not to mention Pippin's) help, the Orcs were beaten back and ran into the tower crying for their mummy.
Aragorn wiped the blood from his sword and looked up and saw Frodo still in the tower. "Jump!" he yelled. Frodo reluctantly jumped and landed in the top branches of a nearby tree. He went crashing down for a bit before he landed on something. Boromir.
"What are you doing here?" Frodo said rather accusingly.
Boromir shrugged. "I was up here picking apples when the fighting began. You wouldn't expect me to go down there right then, would you? Besides, it looked like Gimli and the hobbits had things under control."
Frodo rolled his eyes and dropped the rest of the way down.
Soon the Fellowship was ready to go. They had just started walking when Pippin, ever full of questions, asked Gandalf where they were going.
"Well," Gandalf said, "first we have to go to the mines of Moria so I can die, and then the rest of you will go on to Lothlorien."
Sam gasped. "Does that mean we'll get to meet more Elves?"
Aragorn rolled his eyes. "I think the one elf we have with us is quite enough, don't you?" Everyone waited for Legolas to say something defensive.
After the moment passed and no one said anything, they realized Legolas was still in the cage at the tower. After much grumbling on the part of everyone (can't we just leave him there? No, we went to all the trouble of rescuing him and we have to get him back, so there) they went back to the tower.
Legolas was still in the cage. He was covered with little bite marks, because the chickens had mysteriously returned. Several of them lay on the floor of the cage, and Legolas's knife had blood on it.
He was even more whiny than usual. "I can't believe you forgot about ME! You went all the way here to get me and then you all just FORGOT about me?" After a few minutes of this everyone had had enough and Gandalf placed a large piece of magical tape on the elf's mouth.
From the mumbling that was still going on, they could tell Legolas was whining about how that would ruin his perfect skin.
Finally Boromir knocked him out. This proved to be a mistake, since then everyone had to take turns carrying him.
So, Elf in tow, the Fellowship was on its way to the Mines of Moria so Gandalf could get himself killed, and then to the magical Golden Wood and beyond.
The End