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Aragorn, Legolas and eventually Gimli came to Bree that evening. (Oh, go ahead and yell! I don't care!)
"Mm, slate! With tuna it makes a yummy sandwich! Ooh, magma! Anyone have whipped cream? My aunt Flimbly made some lovely..."
"Gubbly hem," said the head at the gate. "Hobbits, is you them?"
"No!" said Aragorn. "We are a man, an elf, and a dwarf! We want to go to the Prancing Pony!"
"Hmm I see," said the head opening the gate. "Welcome to Bree!"
"Be ready to flee," advised Aragorn.
"You talkin' to me?" said Legolas.
"Hey, dirt!" said Gimli. (Hey, it's the best I could think of...)
As they made their way down the street, with the man and the elf desperately trying to lose the dwarf, the sign of the Prancing Pony gleamed whitely in the dark.
"Ooh, can I ride the pony?" said Gimli. "Ooh, cobblestone! Crunchy, munchy..." Just then, a song came loudly from inside.
"Yipee, skipee whipee
hapee, yappy whappy
nappy nappy nap time!
Harumph harumph harumph!" and the sound of one clear voice laughing merrily. (I won't stretch the point with the sound of grinning.)
The companions looked at each other.
"Do you think," Legolas began.
"Nope," Gimli finished. "I don't." All of a sudden, dark shapes burst out of the alleyway.
"Doi, ya tink we should take them to da boss?" said one.
All of a sudden, an evil sounding voice screamed from within. "HARVEY! MAKE THEM STOP!"
"Hobbits!" cried the companions in mad terror. They fought valiantly, I will say, but in the end they were dragged inside.
"Doi, boss, we got some tings for ya," the orcs said.
The man in white raised his evil head showing evil bloodshot eyes. "Good work, men." A cry came from a huddle of men in a corner.
"Larvoglas!!" it shrieked.
"NOOO!!" screamed Leggy, trying to run.
"Smam, it's Valrlolas! Let's tell him the song you wrote! He'll love it!" cried Fro.
"Can you eat a 'mater pie, frilly boy, frilly boy," started a soft voice.
"Enough!" roared the evil Saruman waving his evil arms about. "Harvey!" Merry and Pippin came up. "Harvey, dispatch with these new prisoners!"
"I can't get near," gasped Pippin. "The stench, oh the stench is burning my eyes!" He collapsed coughing and retching.
"Sarmrmam! Help Pallin! He's choking!" wailed Frodo starting to cry.
Sam shook his finger at no one in particular and shouted "Bad bad bad bad!"
"Shut up!" shouted Saruman. "Stupid hobbits!"
"Now you see what we went through," said Aragorn. There came a noise outside the door and a white figure burst in.
"Harumph!" he cried grandly. "Have at you, you sorry excuse for a man!"
"Garlfan!" cried Fro gleefully. "Yipee!" Sam grinned. "You aren't dirty anymore!" cried Merry. Pippin rolled his eyes. "Well he obviously had to take a bath, something I could mention to certain people," he said glaring at Aragorn.
"Flargap, did you bring us lunch?" squealed Fro. "And pies?" said Sam.
"Harvey wants lunch too!" said Merry.
"There is no Harvey!" said Pippin.
"I thought you said that you were Harvey!" said Saruman.
"Harumph! Harvey is no match for Gandalf the White!"
"You can't be white, I am white!" cried Saruman. "You're off white! You obviously didn't use Clorox bleach. Mama keeps things white as the new day, 'cuz Mama's got the magic of clorox!" he sang evilly.
"Zoom zoom zoom!" sang Gandalf. "If you're going to get into annoying commercial jingles you're no match for me!"
"Oh yeah? You deserve a break today," Saruman bellowed.
"No! Stop! Mercy! Harumph!" wailed Gandalf stopping his ears.
"At MdConduls," sang Fro. "Eat the yummy Flopper, and the tacos, 'cuz they're yummy! I love Floppers! Don't you Span?" Sam grinned. "Yup!"
Aragorn, Legolas and eventually Gimli came to Bree that evening. (Oh, go ahead and yell! I don't care!)
"Mm, slate! With tuna it makes a yummy sandwich! Ooh, magma! Anyone have whipped cream? My aunt Flimbly made some lovely..."
"Gubbly hem," said the head at the gate. "Hobbits, is you them?"
"No!" said Aragorn. "We are a man, an elf, and a dwarf! We want to go to the Prancing Pony!"
"Hmm I see," said the head opening the gate. "Welcome to Bree!"
"Be ready to flee," advised Aragorn.
"You talkin' to me?" said Legolas.
"Hey, dirt!" said Gimli. (Hey, it's the best I could think of...)
As they made their way down the street, with the man and the elf desperately trying to lose the dwarf, the sign of the Prancing Pony gleamed whitely in the dark.
"Ooh, can I ride the pony?" said Gimli. "Ooh, cobblestone! Crunchy, munchy..." Just then, a song came loudly from inside.
"Yipee, skipee whipee
hapee, yappy whappy
nappy nappy nap time!
Harumph harumph harumph!" and the sound of one clear voice laughing merrily. (I won't stretch the point with the sound of grinning.)
The companions looked at each other.
"Do you think," Legolas began.
"Nope," Gimli finished. "I don't." All of a sudden, dark shapes burst out of the alleyway.
"Doi, ya tink we should take them to da boss?" said one.
All of a sudden, an evil sounding voice screamed from within. "HARVEY! MAKE THEM STOP!"
"Hobbits!" cried the companions in mad terror. They fought valiantly, I will say, but in the end they were dragged inside.
"Doi, boss, we got some tings for ya," the orcs said.
The man in white raised his evil head showing evil bloodshot eyes. "Good work, men." A cry came from a huddle of men in a corner.
"Larvoglas!!" it shrieked.
"NOOO!!" screamed Leggy, trying to run.
"Smam, it's Valrlolas! Let's tell him the song you wrote! He'll love it!" cried Fro.
"Can you eat a 'mater pie, frilly boy, frilly boy," started a soft voice.
"Enough!" roared the evil Saruman waving his evil arms about. "Harvey!" Merry and Pippin came up. "Harvey, dispatch with these new prisoners!"
"I can't get near," gasped Pippin. "The stench, oh the stench is burning my eyes!" He collapsed coughing and retching.
"Sarmrmam! Help Pallin! He's choking!" wailed Frodo starting to cry.
Sam shook his finger at no one in particular and shouted "Bad bad bad bad!"
"Shut up!" shouted Saruman. "Stupid hobbits!"
"Now you see what we went through," said Aragorn. There came a noise outside the door and a white figure burst in.
"Harumph!" he cried grandly. "Have at you, you sorry excuse for a man!"
"Garlfan!" cried Fro gleefully. "Yipee!" Sam grinned. "You aren't dirty anymore!" cried Merry. Pippin rolled his eyes. "Well he obviously had to take a bath, something I could mention to certain people," he said glaring at Aragorn.
"Flargap, did you bring us lunch?" squealed Fro. "And pies?" said Sam.
"Harvey wants lunch too!" said Merry.
"There is no Harvey!" said Pippin.
"I thought you said that you were Harvey!" said Saruman.
"Harumph! Harvey is no match for Gandalf the White!"
"You can't be white, I am white!" cried Saruman. "You're off white! You obviously didn't use Clorox bleach. Mama keeps things white as the new day, 'cuz Mama's got the magic of clorox!" he sang evilly.
"Zoom zoom zoom!" sang Gandalf. "If you're going to get into annoying commercial jingles you're no match for me!"
"Oh yeah? You deserve a break today," Saruman bellowed.
"No! Stop! Mercy! Harumph!" wailed Gandalf stopping his ears.
"At MdConduls," sang Fro. "Eat the yummy Flopper, and the tacos, 'cuz they're yummy! I love Floppers! Don't you Span?" Sam grinned. "Yup!"