*Disclaimer: Okay, I do not own Lord of the Rings or Tolkien, sadly. I also
don't own Halloween, but that would be really cool to own too!
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"ARAGORN!!!! LEGOLAS!!! SAM!!!!" Frodo screamed, hoping to find someone that actually resembled one of his friends. He was just being stepped on for a the millionth time when he heard Elrond's voice over the din announcing the first Halloween game of the day: Lembas on a String.
"The object of this game is to successfully eat a lembas cake that is hanging from a string in the air without the use of your limbs," Elrond announced. Frodo heard several of the elves around him begin to gloat about how easy this was going to be. Frodo giggled a little at this, he'd tried it once before with a round fry-cake known as a doughnut and it was pretty hard. He figured he'd at least try and participate.
"People wishing to participate, take your place! For any of our shorter guests, chairs will be provided." Frodo walked up to the hanging lembas cakes and an elf came over to him with a chair.
"MR. FRODO!!!" Frodo turned at hearing Sam's voice and nearly toppled over. Sam was rushing towards him, nearly tripping over his costume.
"Sam? What are you dressed as! Dear Eru! Is that. is that.." Frodo gawked at Sam costume; it looked VERY familiar...
"Yes Mr. Frodo, don't you like it?" Sam remarked finally making his way over to Frodo. 'Nice costume, Mr. Frodo,' Sam though to himself. 'But not what I had expected..'
"It's not that it's just.. Well, um, you look like.." Frodo was cut off by someone rushing over and hugging him hard enough he almost fell over.
"Frodo! I'm so glad I found SOMEONE!" Frodo looked over to see blue eyes starring at him, he suddenly recognized the voice, and it was Arwen.
"Arwen... I.. can't... breathe." Frodo managed, she released him and turned her deadly hug towards Sam who nearly jumped away. "I was looking for Aragorn near the food table and I couldn't find him and.. The food is gruesome! I couldn't stand it!"
"Are you participating, milady?" a lady asked Arwen, who happened to be standing under a lembas cake. She looked up at it and smiled replying that she would.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! It's time to begin, but first I must warn you, the lembas have been powdered with sugary flour. Now, the first one to win will get a prize, as will the second and third place winners," Elrond announced to the crowd. Everyone nodded and Elrond shot an arrow as a signal for everyone to begin.
As it turns out, the sugar covering didn't stick too well. Each time your mouth touched the lembas cake hanging from the ceiling, it seemed like a cup of sugar was dumped onto you. Frodo soon found his whole upper body covered in this stuff and it stuck to him like Orcs after a kill. He tried brushing it off to find it embedded itself into his clothes even more. Frustrated, he continued to attempt to munch away at his cake.
The munching proved rather difficult. The cake swung endlessly in the air never allowing him to catch it solidly in his month. Whenever he did, he found it difficult to pull away a piece without the aid of his limbs, which he wasn't allowed to use. He struggled with it cursing continuously under his breath.
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Arwen looked up at her cake. 'How hard could this be' she murmured to herself. She reached her mouth up and it tapped lightly on the cake. She felt like a pound of flour had just been dumped into her mouth. She coughed and sputtered trying to get it out of her mouth. She spit some of it out and it landed on her costume. She sighed and unsuccessfully tried to remove it. Soon, her whole upper body seemed to be covered in a white tint. She frustrated, decided she wanted to win this if she was going to get this dirty during all this.
She reached for they lembas again and found it dumped more sugar on her and she screamed out, loud enough the entire hall turned towards her.
"WAA!" She cried, "This isn't fair!" and she heard collective giggles following her comment. She could see Sam, who was standing next to her, rolling on the floor with laughter. She gave him a hard kick and turned back to her lembas.
Her next attempts gave her no greater success than she had before. She tried again, this time the cake happened to land in her mouth. Triumphant, she pulled hard, dragging the cake down with her teeth and it landed squarely on the front of her costume.
"Sorry, Milady, but your out. You cannot take down the cake," Arwen heard the nearest judge tell her, angry as a warg without food, she stomped off, trying to get all the sugar off her.
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Legolas struggled with his own lembas cake as she heard Arwen's outrage across the hall. He didn't feel sorry for her, at least people didn't know who she was. No one knew anyone down here. He could another stab at his cake to find another down pour of sugar.
"Watch out!" He turned to see a fairly short human trying to steal a chair to cheat. He ran into Legolas, making Legolas bump his head on his own cake. The powdered sugar poured itself all over his hair. Legolas let out a scream worse than Arwen's. This was almost too unbelievable. First he wasn't able to eat the #@$% thing and now he was covered in the powder. He threw his hands up and grabbed a knife from his boot (He needed to protect himself you know) and he used to it stab the fry cake and start chewing.
"Milord! You can't do that!" he heard a Judge yelling at him, Legolas had stopped caring. He munched away as the judge continued listing the rules he was breaking. Legolas munched at it quickly and finally finished. He smiled at himself loudly declaring he was done.
"Good job, Milord!" Someone cried. But the judge soon spoilt it all by screaming out how Legolas had cheated. Legolas insisted that he didn't use his limbs; he used a knife. Apparently the judges saw this as the same thing.
"I didn't cheat," Legolas repeated several times. People starred at his powder-covered hair and tunic, amazed that he'd even argue with the judges. "I just bended the rules."
"LEGOLAS!" he heard someone scream, he turned to see Gandalf heading his way. He burst out laughing at the site. He could easily tell it was Gandalf, but that costume... He couldn't help it. "I'm so glad I found you. Oh, did you win?"
"No, apparently the judges think I cheated," Legolas replied, barely able to get the words out without bursting into galls of laughter. He heard the judges arguing behind him. "Just a question, how in Eru's name did you come up with that costume?"
"Oh, do you like?" Gandalf replied, showing it off. Legolas nearly lost his cool, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Um, sure, it's great." Legolas murmured quietly giving up his debate with the judges to laugh at Gandalf instead.
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Aragorn had heard both Legolas's and Arwen's screams and decided to pretend he didn't know them. He was continuing to eat his lembas, and actually, he wasn't doing to bad, judging by the screams of Arwen and Legolas. Sure, he had a little too much powder on him, but he could live with it, if he won.
He grabbed at the cake with his mouth; he managed a bite out of it. He smiled as he wolfed it down. He continued eating, but it was getting more difficult. The cake was getting lighter and swung farther. He kept getting hit with the cake in the head and the weirdo next to him had leaned his cake on Aragorn's shoulder and was now eating it there. Occasionally, he missed the cake a took a chunk out of Aragorn's shoulder. Aragorn had a feeling he was going to need Elrond's healing skills after this was done.
"Argg!" Aragorn cried as the guy took another bite out of his shoulder. Aragorn turned and threw a forceful punch at the man. He hit him again, but the man ducked and Aragorn hit another participant. Soon, a full-fledged fistfight had broken out. The judges were screaming at the fighters saying they were out. Aragorn got ticked at this and started to hit the nearest judge unmercifully.
"A fight! I am sooo here!" Aragorn heard a familiar voice. He looked to see Boromir just before he hit Aragorn so hard he nearly fell into the judge behind him.
"Boromir! It's me, Aragorn!" he cried, his jaw hurting like Sauron had launched an attacked with all his troops on his head. Boromir looked at him, mystified.
"Aragorn? No way, what the $%#@ are you wearing?" he burst out as someone hit him hard in the stomach. He began to fight back without waiting for Aragorn to reply. Aragorn returned to attempting to massacre the guy who now had part of his body in his stomach.
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Gimli took a bite out of his cake. "Mmmm," he said to himself. "These are good." He munched getting really ticked off at the fact that he couldn't get the cake in his mouth.
"Hey!" the guy next to him yelled as some angry participant punched him. Gimli recognized the screaming voice of Aragorn, he sighed and decided not to participate in the fight because he really wanted to finish his cake. He went up for another bite, but Aragorn punched him hard.
Gimli saw his cake get knocked off the string. Truly upset, he jumped over to his neighbors and stole his, now focusing on the fact that he was truly hungry and wanted some lembas. "It reminds me of Galadriel..." he thought to himself as he stole several more lembas cakes from people. He heard some people complaining, but he really wasn't too concerned.
Quietly, he went over to the corner and started munching. He looked down at a cake and saw his beard. It looked whiter than his grandfathers. He nearly flipped out and began frantically trying to get it out, nearly dropping his lembas.
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"Merry, I have an idea," Pippin said to his friend, standing next to him, clearly surprised.
"That's something new..." Merry whispered. As Pippin scowled, Merry waited for him to speak.
"I think you should hold the cake for me, then we won't be breaking the rules. They said we couldn't use OUR limbs, they didn't say we couldn't use other people's limbs," Merry looked at his friend with a newfound respect. This might actually work. Merry quickly abandoned his own feeble attempt at eating it, and held Pippin's in place, quickly looking around to see if the judge's were looking. Because of the enormous fight happening over there, the judges were all occupied.
"Quick Pip!" he said as Pippin madly ate at the cake. Finally Merry observed him eat the last bit and Pippin called out that he was done; the judges came running and Merry quickly went back to attempting to eat his own.
"That's not fair!" the guy next to him called. "That other hobbit held it for him!" Pippin smiled a huge smile but didn't deny it.
"It doesn't says anything that we can't use other people limbs in the rules!" Merry called. Even Elrond had problems arguing with that and reluctantly, he told them to come to the stage.
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By this time, there weren't many people left actually trying to eat their cakes. Those that were trying to eat, had ripped them down and were eating them with the use of their hands. Sadly, Elrond acknowledged the only person, well, people, which had finished the cake, Merry and Pippin.
"I'm not so proud to announce, that our winners come from the Shire: Merry and Pippin!" Elrond quickly hand them a LARGE packet of lembas. "Your prize is a life time supply of lembas, straight from Lothlorien! And also, you each receive a free trip to Rivendell when ever you want." Elrond knew he'd truly regret letting them in his house anytime, but had a feeling he couldn't revoke his prize. He quickly shoved them off the stage, ready to escape for a bit before the next game began."
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Well, that's all for this week. I was going to tell you someone's costume but it's getting pretty long so I'll save it for next time. Please remember to REVIEW!!! It makes me feel good and I don't want to continue if I don't get a bunch of reviews. Thanks! Oh, and please send in guesses for what you think the characters are dressed as. and ideas for party games! If you need, you can email me at idontcare1434@yahoo.com okay? Thanks!!!
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"ARAGORN!!!! LEGOLAS!!! SAM!!!!" Frodo screamed, hoping to find someone that actually resembled one of his friends. He was just being stepped on for a the millionth time when he heard Elrond's voice over the din announcing the first Halloween game of the day: Lembas on a String.
"The object of this game is to successfully eat a lembas cake that is hanging from a string in the air without the use of your limbs," Elrond announced. Frodo heard several of the elves around him begin to gloat about how easy this was going to be. Frodo giggled a little at this, he'd tried it once before with a round fry-cake known as a doughnut and it was pretty hard. He figured he'd at least try and participate.
"People wishing to participate, take your place! For any of our shorter guests, chairs will be provided." Frodo walked up to the hanging lembas cakes and an elf came over to him with a chair.
"MR. FRODO!!!" Frodo turned at hearing Sam's voice and nearly toppled over. Sam was rushing towards him, nearly tripping over his costume.
"Sam? What are you dressed as! Dear Eru! Is that. is that.." Frodo gawked at Sam costume; it looked VERY familiar...
"Yes Mr. Frodo, don't you like it?" Sam remarked finally making his way over to Frodo. 'Nice costume, Mr. Frodo,' Sam though to himself. 'But not what I had expected..'
"It's not that it's just.. Well, um, you look like.." Frodo was cut off by someone rushing over and hugging him hard enough he almost fell over.
"Frodo! I'm so glad I found SOMEONE!" Frodo looked over to see blue eyes starring at him, he suddenly recognized the voice, and it was Arwen.
"Arwen... I.. can't... breathe." Frodo managed, she released him and turned her deadly hug towards Sam who nearly jumped away. "I was looking for Aragorn near the food table and I couldn't find him and.. The food is gruesome! I couldn't stand it!"
"Are you participating, milady?" a lady asked Arwen, who happened to be standing under a lembas cake. She looked up at it and smiled replying that she would.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! It's time to begin, but first I must warn you, the lembas have been powdered with sugary flour. Now, the first one to win will get a prize, as will the second and third place winners," Elrond announced to the crowd. Everyone nodded and Elrond shot an arrow as a signal for everyone to begin.
As it turns out, the sugar covering didn't stick too well. Each time your mouth touched the lembas cake hanging from the ceiling, it seemed like a cup of sugar was dumped onto you. Frodo soon found his whole upper body covered in this stuff and it stuck to him like Orcs after a kill. He tried brushing it off to find it embedded itself into his clothes even more. Frustrated, he continued to attempt to munch away at his cake.
The munching proved rather difficult. The cake swung endlessly in the air never allowing him to catch it solidly in his month. Whenever he did, he found it difficult to pull away a piece without the aid of his limbs, which he wasn't allowed to use. He struggled with it cursing continuously under his breath.
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Arwen looked up at her cake. 'How hard could this be' she murmured to herself. She reached her mouth up and it tapped lightly on the cake. She felt like a pound of flour had just been dumped into her mouth. She coughed and sputtered trying to get it out of her mouth. She spit some of it out and it landed on her costume. She sighed and unsuccessfully tried to remove it. Soon, her whole upper body seemed to be covered in a white tint. She frustrated, decided she wanted to win this if she was going to get this dirty during all this.
She reached for they lembas again and found it dumped more sugar on her and she screamed out, loud enough the entire hall turned towards her.
"WAA!" She cried, "This isn't fair!" and she heard collective giggles following her comment. She could see Sam, who was standing next to her, rolling on the floor with laughter. She gave him a hard kick and turned back to her lembas.
Her next attempts gave her no greater success than she had before. She tried again, this time the cake happened to land in her mouth. Triumphant, she pulled hard, dragging the cake down with her teeth and it landed squarely on the front of her costume.
"Sorry, Milady, but your out. You cannot take down the cake," Arwen heard the nearest judge tell her, angry as a warg without food, she stomped off, trying to get all the sugar off her.
~*~
Legolas struggled with his own lembas cake as she heard Arwen's outrage across the hall. He didn't feel sorry for her, at least people didn't know who she was. No one knew anyone down here. He could another stab at his cake to find another down pour of sugar.
"Watch out!" He turned to see a fairly short human trying to steal a chair to cheat. He ran into Legolas, making Legolas bump his head on his own cake. The powdered sugar poured itself all over his hair. Legolas let out a scream worse than Arwen's. This was almost too unbelievable. First he wasn't able to eat the #@$% thing and now he was covered in the powder. He threw his hands up and grabbed a knife from his boot (He needed to protect himself you know) and he used to it stab the fry cake and start chewing.
"Milord! You can't do that!" he heard a Judge yelling at him, Legolas had stopped caring. He munched away as the judge continued listing the rules he was breaking. Legolas munched at it quickly and finally finished. He smiled at himself loudly declaring he was done.
"Good job, Milord!" Someone cried. But the judge soon spoilt it all by screaming out how Legolas had cheated. Legolas insisted that he didn't use his limbs; he used a knife. Apparently the judges saw this as the same thing.
"I didn't cheat," Legolas repeated several times. People starred at his powder-covered hair and tunic, amazed that he'd even argue with the judges. "I just bended the rules."
"LEGOLAS!" he heard someone scream, he turned to see Gandalf heading his way. He burst out laughing at the site. He could easily tell it was Gandalf, but that costume... He couldn't help it. "I'm so glad I found you. Oh, did you win?"
"No, apparently the judges think I cheated," Legolas replied, barely able to get the words out without bursting into galls of laughter. He heard the judges arguing behind him. "Just a question, how in Eru's name did you come up with that costume?"
"Oh, do you like?" Gandalf replied, showing it off. Legolas nearly lost his cool, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Um, sure, it's great." Legolas murmured quietly giving up his debate with the judges to laugh at Gandalf instead.
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Aragorn had heard both Legolas's and Arwen's screams and decided to pretend he didn't know them. He was continuing to eat his lembas, and actually, he wasn't doing to bad, judging by the screams of Arwen and Legolas. Sure, he had a little too much powder on him, but he could live with it, if he won.
He grabbed at the cake with his mouth; he managed a bite out of it. He smiled as he wolfed it down. He continued eating, but it was getting more difficult. The cake was getting lighter and swung farther. He kept getting hit with the cake in the head and the weirdo next to him had leaned his cake on Aragorn's shoulder and was now eating it there. Occasionally, he missed the cake a took a chunk out of Aragorn's shoulder. Aragorn had a feeling he was going to need Elrond's healing skills after this was done.
"Argg!" Aragorn cried as the guy took another bite out of his shoulder. Aragorn turned and threw a forceful punch at the man. He hit him again, but the man ducked and Aragorn hit another participant. Soon, a full-fledged fistfight had broken out. The judges were screaming at the fighters saying they were out. Aragorn got ticked at this and started to hit the nearest judge unmercifully.
"A fight! I am sooo here!" Aragorn heard a familiar voice. He looked to see Boromir just before he hit Aragorn so hard he nearly fell into the judge behind him.
"Boromir! It's me, Aragorn!" he cried, his jaw hurting like Sauron had launched an attacked with all his troops on his head. Boromir looked at him, mystified.
"Aragorn? No way, what the $%#@ are you wearing?" he burst out as someone hit him hard in the stomach. He began to fight back without waiting for Aragorn to reply. Aragorn returned to attempting to massacre the guy who now had part of his body in his stomach.
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Gimli took a bite out of his cake. "Mmmm," he said to himself. "These are good." He munched getting really ticked off at the fact that he couldn't get the cake in his mouth.
"Hey!" the guy next to him yelled as some angry participant punched him. Gimli recognized the screaming voice of Aragorn, he sighed and decided not to participate in the fight because he really wanted to finish his cake. He went up for another bite, but Aragorn punched him hard.
Gimli saw his cake get knocked off the string. Truly upset, he jumped over to his neighbors and stole his, now focusing on the fact that he was truly hungry and wanted some lembas. "It reminds me of Galadriel..." he thought to himself as he stole several more lembas cakes from people. He heard some people complaining, but he really wasn't too concerned.
Quietly, he went over to the corner and started munching. He looked down at a cake and saw his beard. It looked whiter than his grandfathers. He nearly flipped out and began frantically trying to get it out, nearly dropping his lembas.
~*~
"Merry, I have an idea," Pippin said to his friend, standing next to him, clearly surprised.
"That's something new..." Merry whispered. As Pippin scowled, Merry waited for him to speak.
"I think you should hold the cake for me, then we won't be breaking the rules. They said we couldn't use OUR limbs, they didn't say we couldn't use other people's limbs," Merry looked at his friend with a newfound respect. This might actually work. Merry quickly abandoned his own feeble attempt at eating it, and held Pippin's in place, quickly looking around to see if the judge's were looking. Because of the enormous fight happening over there, the judges were all occupied.
"Quick Pip!" he said as Pippin madly ate at the cake. Finally Merry observed him eat the last bit and Pippin called out that he was done; the judges came running and Merry quickly went back to attempting to eat his own.
"That's not fair!" the guy next to him called. "That other hobbit held it for him!" Pippin smiled a huge smile but didn't deny it.
"It doesn't says anything that we can't use other people limbs in the rules!" Merry called. Even Elrond had problems arguing with that and reluctantly, he told them to come to the stage.
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By this time, there weren't many people left actually trying to eat their cakes. Those that were trying to eat, had ripped them down and were eating them with the use of their hands. Sadly, Elrond acknowledged the only person, well, people, which had finished the cake, Merry and Pippin.
"I'm not so proud to announce, that our winners come from the Shire: Merry and Pippin!" Elrond quickly hand them a LARGE packet of lembas. "Your prize is a life time supply of lembas, straight from Lothlorien! And also, you each receive a free trip to Rivendell when ever you want." Elrond knew he'd truly regret letting them in his house anytime, but had a feeling he couldn't revoke his prize. He quickly shoved them off the stage, ready to escape for a bit before the next game began."
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Well, that's all for this week. I was going to tell you someone's costume but it's getting pretty long so I'll save it for next time. Please remember to REVIEW!!! It makes me feel good and I don't want to continue if I don't get a bunch of reviews. Thanks! Oh, and please send in guesses for what you think the characters are dressed as. and ideas for party games! If you need, you can email me at idontcare1434@yahoo.com okay? Thanks!!!