Disclaimer: Don't own it, blah blah blah, etc. etc. etc.
Rating: G to mild PG for misc.
Summary: If you're looking for saddness, look elsewhere!
Notes: Continuation of too much sugar and long car trip story. Also, in case anyone is reading this and wondering, Bill is my muse. This[ :~) ] is his signature. I'm looking for 5, yes 5, reviews to continue. So for all the little people, and especially Bill, REVIEW!!
Still on the Way there!!!!!!!!
12 disposable cameras, 50 pictures, 117 Cream Sodas[1], and 3 hours later, Spin the Bottle was ended. Pippin, Merry, and Sam had all drunk (or is it drank?) 5 sodas apiece. Boromir, Gandalf, Aragorn, and Faramir had had 6 each. Galadriel, Eowyn, Arwen, T.S.I. author and her cat had each drank (or is it drunk?) 8 each. Legolas, Eomer, and Elrond had 9 apiece, and Frodo, the wonder of them all, had binged on 12.
Frodo was in the corner, eye twitching, and mumbling random words.
"But the cat ate the cake….stay away evil chef! Away! You will not have the ring nor me!!! Hahahahahaha!!!!!The ring is mine!!!"
The ones who were still concious and had their wits around them (Pippin, Merry, the mortal hotties[excluding Eomer], Galadriel, Arwen[barely], and TSI author and cat[which have high caffiene tolerances], had gathered for the official long road trip game: Truth or Dare.
Aragorn was first. "Truth or Dare, Pippin!"
(A/N: to save time, space, and reputation of all the characters I will leave you to imagine the dares, truths, etc.)
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As all good things don't last, after about 5 hours they gave up. But not without reward! Everyone had at least one good piece of blackmail material on someone else. TSI, of course, had all the material. Frodo had finally fallen asleep. Pippin, TSI, Aragorn, Boromir, and Gandalf had a good game of poker going on.
The pot held $1.25, and it was growing by quarters.
"Two pair of aces and 2s!"
"Full House!"
"Flush!"
"3 of a kind!"
"….."
"Gandalf? What's your hand?"
He looked sheepishly in both directions.
"A pair of twos…"
Mayhem started.
"You what?! Whoa, don't raise the stakes too high for us, Gandalf!"
"I don't know if I can beat a pair, Gandalf!" ~snigger~ "I better fold!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Heeheeheehee…~snigger~….hawhawhawhaw!!!!!!!!!!"
"Who taught you to play, huh Gandalf? Eonwe?!"
"Wow Gandalf, you really play well *cough-NOT!-cough*!"
"Shut up….."
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As it was after a few thousand games everyone, once again, got bored. Frodo was still acting VERY STRANGELY.
"Hardeeharhar… I'm Blankbeard the Pirate, ALL FEAR ME!! Hawhawhawhawharrrr…."
"Umm…Frodo…are you ok?"
"Back fool Back! No one backtalks Blankbeard! Die!"
"Frodo get a grip! Ahhhhh! Frodo's gone nuts! Crazy! Over the deep end!!"
Indeed, the sugar and lack of sleep had triggered the autopilot switch in Frodo's brain, and he was chasing Pippin with a large pole( I have no clue where it came from). He looked like he meant bisiness.
"Frodo, get a hold of yourself!"
"Die evil person die!!! Hawhawhawhahwahwhawhawhawhaw!!! HARDEHARHARHAR!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! FRODO'S LOST IT!!"
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TBC….
A/n: I will finish this story…..I need reviews!!! Lots and lots and lots and lots!(about 5!!)
----------------------- [1] Cream Soda- An type of soda found only in the South, it is REALLY GOOD! Too bad they don't have it up North….
Rating: G to mild PG for misc.
Summary: If you're looking for saddness, look elsewhere!
Notes: Continuation of too much sugar and long car trip story. Also, in case anyone is reading this and wondering, Bill is my muse. This[ :~) ] is his signature. I'm looking for 5, yes 5, reviews to continue. So for all the little people, and especially Bill, REVIEW!!
Still on the Way there!!!!!!!!
12 disposable cameras, 50 pictures, 117 Cream Sodas[1], and 3 hours later, Spin the Bottle was ended. Pippin, Merry, and Sam had all drunk (or is it drank?) 5 sodas apiece. Boromir, Gandalf, Aragorn, and Faramir had had 6 each. Galadriel, Eowyn, Arwen, T.S.I. author and her cat had each drank (or is it drunk?) 8 each. Legolas, Eomer, and Elrond had 9 apiece, and Frodo, the wonder of them all, had binged on 12.
Frodo was in the corner, eye twitching, and mumbling random words.
"But the cat ate the cake….stay away evil chef! Away! You will not have the ring nor me!!! Hahahahahaha!!!!!The ring is mine!!!"
The ones who were still concious and had their wits around them (Pippin, Merry, the mortal hotties[excluding Eomer], Galadriel, Arwen[barely], and TSI author and cat[which have high caffiene tolerances], had gathered for the official long road trip game: Truth or Dare.
Aragorn was first. "Truth or Dare, Pippin!"
(A/N: to save time, space, and reputation of all the characters I will leave you to imagine the dares, truths, etc.)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As all good things don't last, after about 5 hours they gave up. But not without reward! Everyone had at least one good piece of blackmail material on someone else. TSI, of course, had all the material. Frodo had finally fallen asleep. Pippin, TSI, Aragorn, Boromir, and Gandalf had a good game of poker going on.
The pot held $1.25, and it was growing by quarters.
"Two pair of aces and 2s!"
"Full House!"
"Flush!"
"3 of a kind!"
"….."
"Gandalf? What's your hand?"
He looked sheepishly in both directions.
"A pair of twos…"
Mayhem started.
"You what?! Whoa, don't raise the stakes too high for us, Gandalf!"
"I don't know if I can beat a pair, Gandalf!" ~snigger~ "I better fold!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Heeheeheehee…~snigger~….hawhawhawhaw!!!!!!!!!!"
"Who taught you to play, huh Gandalf? Eonwe?!"
"Wow Gandalf, you really play well *cough-NOT!-cough*!"
"Shut up….."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
As it was after a few thousand games everyone, once again, got bored. Frodo was still acting VERY STRANGELY.
"Hardeeharhar… I'm Blankbeard the Pirate, ALL FEAR ME!! Hawhawhawhawharrrr…."
"Umm…Frodo…are you ok?"
"Back fool Back! No one backtalks Blankbeard! Die!"
"Frodo get a grip! Ahhhhh! Frodo's gone nuts! Crazy! Over the deep end!!"
Indeed, the sugar and lack of sleep had triggered the autopilot switch in Frodo's brain, and he was chasing Pippin with a large pole( I have no clue where it came from). He looked like he meant bisiness.
"Frodo, get a hold of yourself!"
"Die evil person die!!! Hawhawhawhahwahwhawhawhawhaw!!! HARDEHARHARHAR!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! FRODO'S LOST IT!!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
TBC….
A/n: I will finish this story…..I need reviews!!! Lots and lots and lots and lots!(about 5!!)
----------------------- [1] Cream Soda- An type of soda found only in the South, it is REALLY GOOD! Too bad they don't have it up North….