'It's a comfort thing.'
*Authors note* As per usual, nothing belongs to me. Honestly. If it did, I would be rich, and selling millions of books rather than putting strange and random things on fanfiction.net, wouldn't I? Anyway, I wrote this after seeing that advert on BBC with Saruman ranting about how he isn't defeated, then he turns around and theres a sign on his back that says "I wear girls knickers" or something like that. Its weird and disturbing. *I hope you enjoyed the note. Now, on with the show.*
Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas cringed away from the bright light, weapons raised. As their eyes grew accustomed to the light, they saw the face of their old friend, Gandalf! "Gandalf!" they cried, "But how can this be? We thought you were dead!" The old man nodded, and shrugged.
"It was close.but I defeated the Balrog in the bowels of the earth, and now I have returned, as Gandalf the white, more powerful than ever before!" He twirled around to show off his sparkling white clothes, and for the first time they noticed something a little suspicious. "Gandalf," Aragorn tentatively asked, "Is that a dress?"
Gandalf coughed in am embarrassed fashion, and mumbled something under his breath. "He's right, it is! I recognise it from the winter collection! I have it myself, but in blue!" Legolas piped up before he could stop himself, then gasped and slapped a hand across his mouth. Gimli turned round and just stared at him for a full five minutes, before slowly and carefully voicing his opinion.
"I don't think blue is really your colour, lad. A red cocktail dress would be perfect for you, trust me. I could lend you mine, but it's a little small." Aragorn looked at the dwarf with a very puzzled expression on his face, then started to giggle girlishly. Gimli caught him looking, and gave him a furious glare from his piggy little eyes that were seemingly trapped between his eyebrows and his beard.
"What do you think you're laughing at, boy? It's a damned sight more comfortable than all this bloody armour! Anyway, stop trying to be so damned superior, I know for a fact that you wear a matching pink bra and panties!" Aragorn shook his head. "No, no, I wasn't criticizing, I was just thinking.red? With that beard?"
*Okay, that was that. I am actually considering writing more chapters of this, but I think this first one was weird enough.leave a review if you want me to write some more*
*Authors note* As per usual, nothing belongs to me. Honestly. If it did, I would be rich, and selling millions of books rather than putting strange and random things on fanfiction.net, wouldn't I? Anyway, I wrote this after seeing that advert on BBC with Saruman ranting about how he isn't defeated, then he turns around and theres a sign on his back that says "I wear girls knickers" or something like that. Its weird and disturbing. *I hope you enjoyed the note. Now, on with the show.*
Aragorn, Gimli and Legolas cringed away from the bright light, weapons raised. As their eyes grew accustomed to the light, they saw the face of their old friend, Gandalf! "Gandalf!" they cried, "But how can this be? We thought you were dead!" The old man nodded, and shrugged.
"It was close.but I defeated the Balrog in the bowels of the earth, and now I have returned, as Gandalf the white, more powerful than ever before!" He twirled around to show off his sparkling white clothes, and for the first time they noticed something a little suspicious. "Gandalf," Aragorn tentatively asked, "Is that a dress?"
Gandalf coughed in am embarrassed fashion, and mumbled something under his breath. "He's right, it is! I recognise it from the winter collection! I have it myself, but in blue!" Legolas piped up before he could stop himself, then gasped and slapped a hand across his mouth. Gimli turned round and just stared at him for a full five minutes, before slowly and carefully voicing his opinion.
"I don't think blue is really your colour, lad. A red cocktail dress would be perfect for you, trust me. I could lend you mine, but it's a little small." Aragorn looked at the dwarf with a very puzzled expression on his face, then started to giggle girlishly. Gimli caught him looking, and gave him a furious glare from his piggy little eyes that were seemingly trapped between his eyebrows and his beard.
"What do you think you're laughing at, boy? It's a damned sight more comfortable than all this bloody armour! Anyway, stop trying to be so damned superior, I know for a fact that you wear a matching pink bra and panties!" Aragorn shook his head. "No, no, I wasn't criticizing, I was just thinking.red? With that beard?"
*Okay, that was that. I am actually considering writing more chapters of this, but I think this first one was weird enough.leave a review if you want me to write some more*