A/N : First let me say that in the first chapter did I or did I not say that this story is for Aragorn haters (or sadistic people). But I guess that doesn't really matter cause I love a good flaming. And to all those readers who actually liked this story (except Minky), it s good to know there are at least some cool people out there.

Disclaimer: Why bother. Everybody already knows I own none of this. No, not even Minka is my character. She is based on my real life friend who rights for this site and she really good if you like LOTR stuff cause she's still kinda sadistic but not at all like me. She has a new story called "The Rending Dark", check it out peoples (that's a hint to keep writing, Minky).





They stared at the hole for some time before Minka looked up to Gimli.

'You're a dwarf. You like underground stuff so go get him.' she told him.

'Nah uh,' he replied 'The wholes so damn skinny and I'm more, shall we say, robust.'

'Fat,' said Minka.

'Not for a dwarf,' he defended 'Just by elf standard.'

'Okay then. I'll go.'

She jumped down the whole into complete darkness.

'Throw me a light,' she called up.

A torch came down and struck her on the head. It didn't work.

'Ow. Batteries you bad aiming short ass.'

They managed to hit her in the same spot.

She fumbled around and managed to get the torch working.

When the light flooded in she saw she was surrounded by hundred of Gollum looking characters.

'Hello, precious,' they all crooned at her.

'Where's my Leggie?' she cried.



This ones really short but I'm sure nobody cares. Bye bye.