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weasel. I don't care what anybody says but I now own this line.
A/N: For the new nameless character that asked to be in Aragorn chapter 24 even though I know your real name you are going to receive another one. You are called Little Miss Beans. I ask all those fellow Figwit fans out there to please review and tell me how I can improve on his character. And remember that he is the best elf there could possibly be.
From the bushes two pairs of eyes watched the little group surrounding the small fire and two pairs of ears listened.
'So what's the plan Figwit?' asked Typo Girl.
'First things first,' said Figwit 'You shall all refer to me as Fearless Leader or The Greatest Elf in the world.' He stopped to look pointedly at the Care Bear Queen. "Are you listening?'
The Care Bear Queen was patting Mir on the head and making soothing ocean noises.
'Sorry, what?'
'You will call me Fearless Leader,' he repeated.
'Nah, it's okay,' she said with a wave of her hand.
Figwit's face flushed with anger.
'You will call me Fearless Leader,' he repeated angrily.
'I said nah, it's okay,' she repeated, just as angry as Figwit.
'That's it,' he lightly slapped her on the side of the face. He thought this was a very elfish thing to do.
A look of shock came over the Care Bear Queens face. Then a look of pure anger.
'You touched the Queen,' she said in a very low voice.
Figwit began to look sheepish.
'Was that a bad thing to do?' asked Figwit.
'A very bad thing,' said the author.
'Aaaaaarrrrgggggghhhhh,' the Care Bear Queen launched herself at the elf's face. He began to fight back they started rolling around on the floor.
Typo and Mir stood there and watched for a while. After realizing that this was going to take awhile they settled down to eat the sushi that had mystery come from nowhere.
'Mmmmm. Good sushi,' said Typo.
'Yeah,' said Boromir and Faramir.
Mir began to move closer to Typo until he was sitting right next to her but she appeared to take no notice.
'So,' said Boromir 'You like, stuff?'
Typo looked at Boromir and then wrinkled up her nose.
'Eeewwwww. No thank you.'
'How about me then?' asked Faramir.
She looked at him critically.
'It could go either way.'
Mir look sad and happy at the same time.
'I've been thinking,' said Typo, changing the subject 'Where did this sushi come from?'
'I've been waiting for someone to ask that,' said a voice from the bushes.
'Me too,' said a voice from roughly the same area.
'Who's there,' asked Typo.
Little Miss Beans jumped out of the bushes followed by Gandalf. Both were wearing capes made from old bedspreads.
'Hey,' cried the author 'Didn't I chop your arms and legs off?'
'I got better,' replied Gandalf with a shrug of his shoulders.
'Aha,' cried Little Miss Beans, pointing her finger skywards 'To protected the world from incarceration.'
'To united all elfy's within this nation,' continued Gandalf.
'To renounce the weevils of food and gloves.'
'To extract our wheat from the stars above.'
'Little Miss Beans.'
'Gandalf.'
'HOLD IT,' cried Typo 'This is just some cheesy take off from some crappy cartoon. It didn't make much sense before but your version just makes my head hurt.'
'But I came up with the words,' pouted Gandalf.
'That would be right,' said the author.
'I've had enough of your crap,' shouted Gandalf. He launched himself at the author. In a few minutes they were rolling around on the ground trying to kill each other next to Figwit and the Care Bear Queen.
'Odd,' said Mir.
'What,' said Little Miss Beans.
'If the author's rolling around over there then who's typing?'
'Me,' answered Xena, Warrior Princess.
'What?' said Mir.
'I thinks it's better if we leave that alone,' said Typo.
'Thanks,' said Xena.
'I've just had an idea,' said Little Miss Beans.
'Really? What?'
'We should-,'
But just then she was hit in the back of the head with someone wearing a jester's outfit. It was Angelle.
'What were you going to say?' asked Mir.
'Dunno. Must have forgotten,' she said with a big smile forming on her face for no apparent reason.
'What happened to you?' Typo asked Angelle.
'Minka threw me out of the castle for telling bad jokes,' Angelle explained 'Literally.'
At that moment a light bulb appeared over Typo's head. She carefully took it in her hand and pocketed it.
'I've just had an idea,' she told the three others 'Ever wanted to be in the Guinness book of records?'
'No.'
'No.'
'No.'
'No.'
'Well you do now,' she told them 'This is what you're going to do.'
There were various whispers and devious looks but noting shall be revealed until next chapter.
'Hello there. It's me Aragorn. As you may have noticed the authors had completely forgotten about me. He has a tendency to do things like that. But thanks to the fill author Xena I finally have some spotlight to myself. Thank you Xena.'
'Your welcome, Aragorn.'
'First thing I must say is how appalled at the way I have been treated. Second is- Ow. Did you just cut my arm off, Xena?'
'Yes Aragorn.'
'Why?'
'Being in this story has an affect on people towards you.'
'So I guess I should start running now?'
'Yes Aragorn.'
'Bye, folks.'
'See you next time readers.'
A/N: For the new nameless character that asked to be in Aragorn chapter 24 even though I know your real name you are going to receive another one. You are called Little Miss Beans. I ask all those fellow Figwit fans out there to please review and tell me how I can improve on his character. And remember that he is the best elf there could possibly be.
From the bushes two pairs of eyes watched the little group surrounding the small fire and two pairs of ears listened.
'So what's the plan Figwit?' asked Typo Girl.
'First things first,' said Figwit 'You shall all refer to me as Fearless Leader or The Greatest Elf in the world.' He stopped to look pointedly at the Care Bear Queen. "Are you listening?'
The Care Bear Queen was patting Mir on the head and making soothing ocean noises.
'Sorry, what?'
'You will call me Fearless Leader,' he repeated.
'Nah, it's okay,' she said with a wave of her hand.
Figwit's face flushed with anger.
'You will call me Fearless Leader,' he repeated angrily.
'I said nah, it's okay,' she repeated, just as angry as Figwit.
'That's it,' he lightly slapped her on the side of the face. He thought this was a very elfish thing to do.
A look of shock came over the Care Bear Queens face. Then a look of pure anger.
'You touched the Queen,' she said in a very low voice.
Figwit began to look sheepish.
'Was that a bad thing to do?' asked Figwit.
'A very bad thing,' said the author.
'Aaaaaarrrrgggggghhhhh,' the Care Bear Queen launched herself at the elf's face. He began to fight back they started rolling around on the floor.
Typo and Mir stood there and watched for a while. After realizing that this was going to take awhile they settled down to eat the sushi that had mystery come from nowhere.
'Mmmmm. Good sushi,' said Typo.
'Yeah,' said Boromir and Faramir.
Mir began to move closer to Typo until he was sitting right next to her but she appeared to take no notice.
'So,' said Boromir 'You like, stuff?'
Typo looked at Boromir and then wrinkled up her nose.
'Eeewwwww. No thank you.'
'How about me then?' asked Faramir.
She looked at him critically.
'It could go either way.'
Mir look sad and happy at the same time.
'I've been thinking,' said Typo, changing the subject 'Where did this sushi come from?'
'I've been waiting for someone to ask that,' said a voice from the bushes.
'Me too,' said a voice from roughly the same area.
'Who's there,' asked Typo.
Little Miss Beans jumped out of the bushes followed by Gandalf. Both were wearing capes made from old bedspreads.
'Hey,' cried the author 'Didn't I chop your arms and legs off?'
'I got better,' replied Gandalf with a shrug of his shoulders.
'Aha,' cried Little Miss Beans, pointing her finger skywards 'To protected the world from incarceration.'
'To united all elfy's within this nation,' continued Gandalf.
'To renounce the weevils of food and gloves.'
'To extract our wheat from the stars above.'
'Little Miss Beans.'
'Gandalf.'
'HOLD IT,' cried Typo 'This is just some cheesy take off from some crappy cartoon. It didn't make much sense before but your version just makes my head hurt.'
'But I came up with the words,' pouted Gandalf.
'That would be right,' said the author.
'I've had enough of your crap,' shouted Gandalf. He launched himself at the author. In a few minutes they were rolling around on the ground trying to kill each other next to Figwit and the Care Bear Queen.
'Odd,' said Mir.
'What,' said Little Miss Beans.
'If the author's rolling around over there then who's typing?'
'Me,' answered Xena, Warrior Princess.
'What?' said Mir.
'I thinks it's better if we leave that alone,' said Typo.
'Thanks,' said Xena.
'I've just had an idea,' said Little Miss Beans.
'Really? What?'
'We should-,'
But just then she was hit in the back of the head with someone wearing a jester's outfit. It was Angelle.
'What were you going to say?' asked Mir.
'Dunno. Must have forgotten,' she said with a big smile forming on her face for no apparent reason.
'What happened to you?' Typo asked Angelle.
'Minka threw me out of the castle for telling bad jokes,' Angelle explained 'Literally.'
At that moment a light bulb appeared over Typo's head. She carefully took it in her hand and pocketed it.
'I've just had an idea,' she told the three others 'Ever wanted to be in the Guinness book of records?'
'No.'
'No.'
'No.'
'No.'
'Well you do now,' she told them 'This is what you're going to do.'
There were various whispers and devious looks but noting shall be revealed until next chapter.
'Hello there. It's me Aragorn. As you may have noticed the authors had completely forgotten about me. He has a tendency to do things like that. But thanks to the fill author Xena I finally have some spotlight to myself. Thank you Xena.'
'Your welcome, Aragorn.'
'First thing I must say is how appalled at the way I have been treated. Second is- Ow. Did you just cut my arm off, Xena?'
'Yes Aragorn.'
'Why?'
'Being in this story has an affect on people towards you.'
'So I guess I should start running now?'
'Yes Aragorn.'
'Bye, folks.'
'See you next time readers.'