AN:Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I've been kinda busy *looks guiltily at pile of notebooks containing rough drafts for future stories* ^_^; Please R&R~ Takeshi
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE LOTR CHARACTERS!!!!!
The Camping Trip (Day seven) by: Takeshi
The next morning the group sat around the campfire eating fish.
"I've got peanut butter toast!" Pippin smirked taking a big bite of fish.
"Oh yeah," Legolas said, "I've got sticky buns."
"Well, I top you both," Aragorn stated, "I've got eggs!"
"Eggs?" Gimli questioned, "What are these eggs you speak of?"
"They come out of chickens," Aragorn told him.
"Oh," Gimli said, "Do you like reach inside and get them or something or do you chop off the chicken's head first, then pull these 'eggs' out?"
"Chicken's lay eggs," Frodo told Gimli. Boromir shook his head.
"What would J.R.R Toastabrain think of you guys? His precious characters debating what they are eating, even though they're all eating fish, and one of them doesn't even know where eggs come from." Everyone else turned and stared puzzled at Boromir.
"Who?" Legolas asked.
"J.R.R Toastabrain," Boromir replied.
"Who the heck is he?" Legolas questioned.
"Don't tell me you don't know who J.R.R Toastabrain is." Boromir said shaking his head.
"No, can't say that I do."
"J.R.R Toastabrain is only the guy who wrote our story!" Boromir roared. "You know with the Ring, and me dying, and with Sauron, and the Nazgul, and all that fun stuff!"
"Isn't Takeshi writing this?" Pippin asked.
"I think he means J.R.R Tolkien, Legolas, "Aragorn said.
"What happened to Takeshi?" Pippin continued.
"No! No! No! No! No!" Boromir argued. "It's Toastabrain!"
"Did she fall ill?" (Pippin)
"You're crazy," Aragorn remarked, "J.R.R TOLKIEN wrote Lord of the Rings."
"I certainly hope she gets better soon." (Pippin) "Well, Silent*Shadow could write it while Takeshi gets better." Silent*Shadow walked onto the scene, with a box full of doughnuts in her hand.
"What? Did somebody say my name?" she asked.
"Aliens I tell you! Aliens!" Everyone turned and stared at Legolas, "Okay, shutting up now."
"It's Tolkien," Aragorn continued, "Where in Middle Earth did you get Toastabrain?"
"If Silent*Shadow isn't writing, who is?" Pippin was starting to panic.
"I was about to ask you the same thing!" Boromir yelled at Aragorn.
"Nobody's writing the story." (Pippin) "But if nobody's writing the story how am I moving? How am I living?" Pippin clutched his throat. "I can't breathe! I can't breathe!!"
"Would somebody shut that stupid hobbit up?" Aragorn asked. Sam whopped Pippin over the had with the frying pan. Pippin fell to the ground unconscious. "Thank you Sam," Aragorn said.
"Hey," Arwen interrupted," Why don't we have a contest to see who can be the quietest the longest?" Sam raised an eyebrow,
"Come now Arwen," he said, "Do you really think we're that stupid. Besides Pippin would win."
"Okay," Arwen said, "Then why don't you boys have a rock race?"
"What's that?" Merry asked.
"Well," Arwen explain," you each pick a rock. Then, you put it on the starting line. When I say go you let your rocks runs to the finish line, and whose ever rock gets there first is the winner."
"Now that's a game I can get into!" Legolas said. "Let's get started!"
So the fellowship headed out to find a rock that they would enter in the race.
After a short while they all had returned.
"I named my rock Rocky," Pippin told Merry.
"What you mean like a rock?" Merry asked.
"No, I mean like in Rocky and Bulwinkle."(spelling?)
"Who are Rocky and Bulwinkle?" Merry asked.
"Beats me."
They all lined up to start the race.
"Ready..." Arwen said, "Set...Go!!!" The members of the Fellowship began cheering on their rocks.
"Go! Go! RUN!!!!!"
"Go Rocky!!!"
Suddenly Boromir got a brilliant idea (hard to believe isn't it?). He picked up his rock and threw it towards the finish line. Everyone else caught on and began throwing their rocks.
The rock race had ended and everyone sat around the campfire nursing their bruises.
"That was some great idea, Arwen," Legolas spat.
"I'm never going to rock race ever again," Gimli moaned, then fell off his seat unconscious.
"Who won anyway?" Aragorn asked.
"I did!" Legolas, Merry, and Pippin all said at the same time.
"Okay," Boromir said, "Merry won."
"What?!" Legolas leaped over and tackled Boromir to the ground, the elves hands were wrapped tightly around Boromir's throat.
"How come Merry won?" Pippin asked.
"Because," Gandalf replied, "He's the only one of you that's worth trusting."
"Oh," Pippin said then sat down without further question.
*Snore, squeak, squeak, sigh* *Snore, squeak, squeak, sigh*
"Aragorn do something!" Legolas yelled across the tent. "I can't stand it anymore!"
"What happened to the Breath Easy strips?" Aragorn asked Gimli.
"I've only got one left," the dwarf replied.
"Well, why don't you give it to Gandalf. he's going to keep me up all night." Legolas resettled into his sleeping bag.
Gimli shook his head, "Oh no. My snoring is at least ten times worse than that old coots."
to be continued......
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Again I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I couldn't find the motivation to sit down and type, but all I did was read the chapters before this and I was back in business. Who knew? Please review! ~ Takeshi
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE LOTR CHARACTERS!!!!!
The Camping Trip (Day seven) by: Takeshi
The next morning the group sat around the campfire eating fish.
"I've got peanut butter toast!" Pippin smirked taking a big bite of fish.
"Oh yeah," Legolas said, "I've got sticky buns."
"Well, I top you both," Aragorn stated, "I've got eggs!"
"Eggs?" Gimli questioned, "What are these eggs you speak of?"
"They come out of chickens," Aragorn told him.
"Oh," Gimli said, "Do you like reach inside and get them or something or do you chop off the chicken's head first, then pull these 'eggs' out?"
"Chicken's lay eggs," Frodo told Gimli. Boromir shook his head.
"What would J.R.R Toastabrain think of you guys? His precious characters debating what they are eating, even though they're all eating fish, and one of them doesn't even know where eggs come from." Everyone else turned and stared puzzled at Boromir.
"Who?" Legolas asked.
"J.R.R Toastabrain," Boromir replied.
"Who the heck is he?" Legolas questioned.
"Don't tell me you don't know who J.R.R Toastabrain is." Boromir said shaking his head.
"No, can't say that I do."
"J.R.R Toastabrain is only the guy who wrote our story!" Boromir roared. "You know with the Ring, and me dying, and with Sauron, and the Nazgul, and all that fun stuff!"
"Isn't Takeshi writing this?" Pippin asked.
"I think he means J.R.R Tolkien, Legolas, "Aragorn said.
"What happened to Takeshi?" Pippin continued.
"No! No! No! No! No!" Boromir argued. "It's Toastabrain!"
"Did she fall ill?" (Pippin)
"You're crazy," Aragorn remarked, "J.R.R TOLKIEN wrote Lord of the Rings."
"I certainly hope she gets better soon." (Pippin) "Well, Silent*Shadow could write it while Takeshi gets better." Silent*Shadow walked onto the scene, with a box full of doughnuts in her hand.
"What? Did somebody say my name?" she asked.
"Aliens I tell you! Aliens!" Everyone turned and stared at Legolas, "Okay, shutting up now."
"It's Tolkien," Aragorn continued, "Where in Middle Earth did you get Toastabrain?"
"If Silent*Shadow isn't writing, who is?" Pippin was starting to panic.
"I was about to ask you the same thing!" Boromir yelled at Aragorn.
"Nobody's writing the story." (Pippin) "But if nobody's writing the story how am I moving? How am I living?" Pippin clutched his throat. "I can't breathe! I can't breathe!!"
"Would somebody shut that stupid hobbit up?" Aragorn asked. Sam whopped Pippin over the had with the frying pan. Pippin fell to the ground unconscious. "Thank you Sam," Aragorn said.
"Hey," Arwen interrupted," Why don't we have a contest to see who can be the quietest the longest?" Sam raised an eyebrow,
"Come now Arwen," he said, "Do you really think we're that stupid. Besides Pippin would win."
"Okay," Arwen said, "Then why don't you boys have a rock race?"
"What's that?" Merry asked.
"Well," Arwen explain," you each pick a rock. Then, you put it on the starting line. When I say go you let your rocks runs to the finish line, and whose ever rock gets there first is the winner."
"Now that's a game I can get into!" Legolas said. "Let's get started!"
So the fellowship headed out to find a rock that they would enter in the race.
After a short while they all had returned.
"I named my rock Rocky," Pippin told Merry.
"What you mean like a rock?" Merry asked.
"No, I mean like in Rocky and Bulwinkle."(spelling?)
"Who are Rocky and Bulwinkle?" Merry asked.
"Beats me."
They all lined up to start the race.
"Ready..." Arwen said, "Set...Go!!!" The members of the Fellowship began cheering on their rocks.
"Go! Go! RUN!!!!!"
"Go Rocky!!!"
Suddenly Boromir got a brilliant idea (hard to believe isn't it?). He picked up his rock and threw it towards the finish line. Everyone else caught on and began throwing their rocks.
The rock race had ended and everyone sat around the campfire nursing their bruises.
"That was some great idea, Arwen," Legolas spat.
"I'm never going to rock race ever again," Gimli moaned, then fell off his seat unconscious.
"Who won anyway?" Aragorn asked.
"I did!" Legolas, Merry, and Pippin all said at the same time.
"Okay," Boromir said, "Merry won."
"What?!" Legolas leaped over and tackled Boromir to the ground, the elves hands were wrapped tightly around Boromir's throat.
"How come Merry won?" Pippin asked.
"Because," Gandalf replied, "He's the only one of you that's worth trusting."
"Oh," Pippin said then sat down without further question.
*Snore, squeak, squeak, sigh* *Snore, squeak, squeak, sigh*
"Aragorn do something!" Legolas yelled across the tent. "I can't stand it anymore!"
"What happened to the Breath Easy strips?" Aragorn asked Gimli.
"I've only got one left," the dwarf replied.
"Well, why don't you give it to Gandalf. he's going to keep me up all night." Legolas resettled into his sleeping bag.
Gimli shook his head, "Oh no. My snoring is at least ten times worse than that old coots."
to be continued......
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
Again I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I couldn't find the motivation to sit down and type, but all I did was read the chapters before this and I was back in business. Who knew? Please review! ~ Takeshi