A/N:Hehe, I only work on these stories at about 3 AM, so most of the time I
don't even know what's in them :3 Thanks for the reviews!!
Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings=not mine
Chapter 2
The Ferry whirred and whistled as it made its way from Middle Earth to the Bahamas, carrying a very interesting arrangement of passengers.
Gimli looked out at the broad sea, and Legolas sat in the car, pouting. He didn't like to think that so many of his kind had come over this same sea, and he had missed the last boat because of Gimli's slow step.
Aragorn walked around the perimeter of the boat, with Gandalf in tow.
Merry and Pippin played Chicken on the slippery boat, and almost fell overboard on several occasions, while Frodo and Sam were in the cafeteria (it was a big ferry, okay?) chowing down.
Aragorn opened the door to his dark red mini-van, which he was disgusted to have, (he drove the fellowship around a lot, that was the only reason he had it) and peered in at the disgruntled elf.
"Come on, Lego! I'll buy you an ice-cream if you come out of the car!" the ranger offered.
"NO! ME AND MR. POINTY WILL STAY RIGHT HERE!" Legolas retorted.
"Mr. Pointy?"
"THIS!"
Legolas held up a rather large butcher knife and raised it above his head.
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET HIM?" The Mad Elf shouted.
"NO! AND GET OUT OF THE **bleeping** CAR **bleepit**!" Aragorn screamed, and Legolas put down Mr. Pointy and stumbled out.
To keep themselves entertained, Merry and Pippin dressed up as sailors and ran into the navigation room.
"ICEBURG! STRAIGHT AHEAD!" Merry screeched.
"TURN LEFT! LEFT! LEFT!" Pippin demanded.
Since the 'pilot' (for some reason he was wearing a UNITED AIRLINES uniform) happened to be The One Ring, it obeyed very awkwardly, jumping on to the wheel and stomping up and down on it until it turned.
"Awwwwwwwwww! Look at the cute little bugger!" the hobbits cooed, "Look at the way it turns the wheel. AWWWWWWWWW!"
It responded by biting off a chunk of the wheel and spitting it at them, causing several splinters.
"WHAT THE DEVIL?!" Gimli cried, as a large rock came closer and closer and closer to the boat.
"WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!" Gandalf exclaimed.
And so, they rode up right next to the rock, a large hole was torn in to the side of the boat, letting water quickly seep in to it, and boat sunk lower and lower and lower.
Legolas, having the great vision that he did, had seen the rock from far off, and had put all of the luggage in the inflatable raft, tied it to the side of the boat, hopped in, and waited for action.
He was quickly joined by his nine companions, and the ring, and they paddled off toward a nearby tropical island..
The following is an entry from Pippin's diary:
Dear Diary, Today, me and Merry caused the captain to veer left, and the boat crashed in to a rock and sunk.
Now we're stranded on an insland, since our inflatable raft met "Mr. Pointy" by accident. Gimli shouldn't have brought it along in the first place.
Amazingly, all of our luggage made it to the island with us unharmed, though we're all about ready to eat Sam.
If only Tom Bombadil was here, he would like, give us some tree to eat, or his wife or something handy like that.
Well-best to go now, Gimli's about to lick that chihuahua. Write more later.
PS-We've got to get out of here.
END CHAPTER 2
A/N: I know this chapter was boring, but I just had to establish how their vacation got here. Review, and I'll do the next chapter tomorrow. Ciao.
Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings=not mine
Chapter 2
The Ferry whirred and whistled as it made its way from Middle Earth to the Bahamas, carrying a very interesting arrangement of passengers.
Gimli looked out at the broad sea, and Legolas sat in the car, pouting. He didn't like to think that so many of his kind had come over this same sea, and he had missed the last boat because of Gimli's slow step.
Aragorn walked around the perimeter of the boat, with Gandalf in tow.
Merry and Pippin played Chicken on the slippery boat, and almost fell overboard on several occasions, while Frodo and Sam were in the cafeteria (it was a big ferry, okay?) chowing down.
Aragorn opened the door to his dark red mini-van, which he was disgusted to have, (he drove the fellowship around a lot, that was the only reason he had it) and peered in at the disgruntled elf.
"Come on, Lego! I'll buy you an ice-cream if you come out of the car!" the ranger offered.
"NO! ME AND MR. POINTY WILL STAY RIGHT HERE!" Legolas retorted.
"Mr. Pointy?"
"THIS!"
Legolas held up a rather large butcher knife and raised it above his head.
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO MEET HIM?" The Mad Elf shouted.
"NO! AND GET OUT OF THE **bleeping** CAR **bleepit**!" Aragorn screamed, and Legolas put down Mr. Pointy and stumbled out.
To keep themselves entertained, Merry and Pippin dressed up as sailors and ran into the navigation room.
"ICEBURG! STRAIGHT AHEAD!" Merry screeched.
"TURN LEFT! LEFT! LEFT!" Pippin demanded.
Since the 'pilot' (for some reason he was wearing a UNITED AIRLINES uniform) happened to be The One Ring, it obeyed very awkwardly, jumping on to the wheel and stomping up and down on it until it turned.
"Awwwwwwwwww! Look at the cute little bugger!" the hobbits cooed, "Look at the way it turns the wheel. AWWWWWWWWW!"
It responded by biting off a chunk of the wheel and spitting it at them, causing several splinters.
"WHAT THE DEVIL?!" Gimli cried, as a large rock came closer and closer and closer to the boat.
"WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!" Gandalf exclaimed.
And so, they rode up right next to the rock, a large hole was torn in to the side of the boat, letting water quickly seep in to it, and boat sunk lower and lower and lower.
Legolas, having the great vision that he did, had seen the rock from far off, and had put all of the luggage in the inflatable raft, tied it to the side of the boat, hopped in, and waited for action.
He was quickly joined by his nine companions, and the ring, and they paddled off toward a nearby tropical island..
The following is an entry from Pippin's diary:
Dear Diary, Today, me and Merry caused the captain to veer left, and the boat crashed in to a rock and sunk.
Now we're stranded on an insland, since our inflatable raft met "Mr. Pointy" by accident. Gimli shouldn't have brought it along in the first place.
Amazingly, all of our luggage made it to the island with us unharmed, though we're all about ready to eat Sam.
If only Tom Bombadil was here, he would like, give us some tree to eat, or his wife or something handy like that.
Well-best to go now, Gimli's about to lick that chihuahua. Write more later.
PS-We've got to get out of here.
END CHAPTER 2
A/N: I know this chapter was boring, but I just had to establish how their vacation got here. Review, and I'll do the next chapter tomorrow. Ciao.