Author's note- To all reviewers.... I don't make fun of Boromir because
I hate him, I do it because I don't hate him. *Everybody pauses
to try and figure this out* Just for you people who are convinced I hate
Boromir, I'll write a nice story for him soon. One that doesn't make fun
of him. Anyways, this is the fourth chapter of my story! Yay! And
thank you to all who reviewed.
Warning- contains minor spoilers as to how the Arwen-Aragorn-Eowyn love
triangle ends. But don't let that keep you from reading!
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Chapter four- Back up
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"Hello, Boromir." A voice said from behind. Boromir turned around to find a young, attractive blond standing behind him.
"Hello, Eowyn. How was your date?"
"It was fun. We went to dinner, then went and saw a movie." She looked around the room they were in. "Faramir told me that you are starting a band. He didn't seem to thrilled though, when I said it sounded like a cool idea. Where is everybody else?"
"Gandalf is trimming his beard, Aragorn is upstairs doing God-knows-what with Arwen, Legolas is admiring himself in the bathroom mirror, and Gimli is yelling at him to get out of there so he can go pee."
Eowyn nodded as she hung her coat up on the wall, then turned to Boromir. Nither of them noticed Faramir come to the door way.
"So, Boromir, what made you decide to play bass?" Eowyn asked, and then sat down on a couch that was pushed aginst the wall. Boromir smiled.
"It was something my father said. One day when I was little, he took me aside, and said, 'Son, all you hear kids talk about thse days is Sax and Violins. Niether of them are good. There is no such thing as "Safe Sax" and there sure as Hell ain't no such thing as "Safe Violins."'"
"There sure as Hell ain't no such word as 'ain't' either." Faramir said, entering the room.
"What are you doing here? I thought you wern't interested in this."
Farmir shrugged and sat down on the couch next to Eowyn as the rest of the band came down the stairs, Arwen trailing behind.
"Alright, then!" Gandalf said, rubbing his hands together. "I hope you all have been practicing in the two days you had off. Now, Legolas, don't forget, the words are 'Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,' not 'Knights like Sir Gandalf, are hard to defend.'"
"Alright." Legolas nodded and then everybody went to their places. At once the music started. After a few moments, Arwen, Eowyn, and Faramir were all plugging their ears.
"Nights in white satin,
Are hard to begin,
Kittens wear mittins,
When the snow is all dead."
"LEGOLAS!" Gandalf shouted and the music stopped. "We've been through this before! The words are "Nights in white Satin, never reaching the end, letters I've written, never meaning to- Never meaning to- dang! What was that last word?"
"Send?" Aragorn inquiered.
"Yes, yes, that was it! Never meaning to send!" After three more takes, Legolas finnaly got the lyrics right. They went through three more songs, all of them just as horrible as the last. Faramir went upstairs and didn't come back, Eowyn did her nails, and Arwen fell asleep on the couch.
"You know what, Gandalf?" Aragorn asked after they ran through "Kashmir" for the tenth time. "We need a keyboardst on thta song. It has all of those big orchistral parts, and we havn't got a synphony. When Led Zeppelin did that song live, the normaly use a keyboardist to play those parts."
"Faramir can play the piano." Boromir said, 'Though I doubt that he would consent to this."
"We can ask."
"He never listens to me." Boromir replied. "After all I've done for him! I taught him how to read, I protected him when he was young, I comforted him after Mother's death, I..."
"Eowyn?" Aragorn asked, ignoring Boromir who was still going on with his list, "Would you please go ask Faramir if he would play keyboards for our band? He loves you and he'll listen to you."
"I guess this band could use a little back up." She replied. "I'll be back." With that, she sped up the stairs. The band waited in anticipation, the only sounds coming from Arwen's snoring and Boromir.
"When he had nightmares, he would run to me, not Mom and Dad! He would crawl into bed with me, and tell me of his nightmares, and I would hold him untill he calmed down! In fact, he still does that to this day! Last year, he had a dream that a giant, fluffy pink rabbit was chasing him, and-" Gandalf waked the unfortianate man of Gondor with his staff, and Boromir's incessent talking was brought to an abrupt halt.
A few moments latter, Eowyn returned, looking triumphant. "He will." She said, and everyone else cheered. "However, I had to tell him that Arwen and I were going to sing back up and dance before he even considered it." At this, Arwen sat bolt upright.
"You what?" She asked in horror.
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Once again, fairly stupid, but I really don't care. R/R, please.