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CHAPTER THREE

"Ooooo, Frrroooodoooo, waaake uuuuppp."

Frodo shot up and there was Gandalf leaning over him.

"AHHHH!!!" Frodo cried.

"AAHHHH!!" Screamed Gandalf. "No need to yell, now, glad I got you up."

Frodo sat with a stupid grin on his face, as usual, and began to bat at Gandalf's beard.

"Um, stop that now, please, thank you. Well, you best get up, you have a counsel to go to," said Gandalf and he lifted Frodo out of the bed and brushed him off and lead him out the door.

"Uh, Mr. Gandalf, where am I?" Asked Frodo.

"Ah, I see that the effects of your wound have not fully wore off," he blinked when Frodo asked what wound. "Never mind, you're in Riven-" Gandalf looked at a note card in his hand "dell."

"Oh," said Frodo, "and what counsel do I have to go to?"

"You know, the usual thing where everyone comes and decides the fate of the world and such, no big thing really," Gandalf reassured.

"Oh, and why do I have to be there?"

Gandalf was about to whack Frodo upside the head, but he controlled himself, "Uh, because Frodo, you have THE RING OF POWER." (Cue for dramatic music and lightning in the background)

"Oh, okay," said Frodo cheerfully.

Just then they turned the corner and out popped Merry, Pippin, and Sam. Sam didn't look too happy when he saw Frodo walking under his own power.

"Oh good, he's recovered," he mumbled.

"That's the spirit, Samwise!" Called Gandalf, not noting the hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"I'm off to the counsel, I hope you enjoy yourselves my friends," called Frodo as Gandalf lead him away.

"Um, was it just me, or did Frodo actually say something that made sense?" Asked Pippin.

Sam took out a small notepad and scribbled something down, "Frodo speaks as an adult, second time on the trip, we're on a roll."

AT THE COUNSEL

"Okie dokie, everyone is here? GREAT!!!" Called Elrond, everyone jumped. "Uh, Legolas and Company, would you mind putting down those chairs? They're quite, er, valuable. Thank you, now where were we? Oh right! Frodo please bring THE RING."

Frodo sat happily swinging his legs until he heard his name, "Yes?"

"THE RING, please."

"Oh, right, so sorry," Frodo hopped off the chair and put the ring on a stone table.

"Oooooo."

"Ahhhhhhhh,"

"Duuuuuude," said Legolas and Company.

"Yes, yes, quite the thing to ooo and ahhhh at, well, now what do we do?" Asked Elrond, shuffling through a pile of papers by his chair.

"Uh, sir, might I suggest that we GO AND DESTROY THE RING," Aragorn puffed out his chest proudly.

"No, no, that's not it, AH HA! Here it is!" Elrond waved a sheet of paper, obviously the schedule for today's events. "Oh, don't look so put down Aragorn, that doesn't happen for another hour or so, right now it's time for-" he looks at his sheet "Boromir to try and unsuccessfully convince us that we should give THE RING to Gondor. So, Boromir, the floor is all yours."

"Thank you Master Elrond," Boromir got up timidly and shuffled to where the ring lay. "Uh, why don't you give the ring to Gondor? We could-could use it to fight that guy, uh, Sauron, yeah that's it!"

"YOU CANNOT WIELD IT!!!!" Aragorn yelled at Boromir.

"Aragorn, take it down a notch," whispered Elrond, who pointed at the surprised and hurt looking Boromir.

"Well, if we can't, then I guess I'll just sit down," Boromir shuffled back to his seat.

"Okay, now Gimli, if you would please take a swing at THE RING with your axe," Elrond said after consulting his piece of paper.

"Huh, what?" Said Gimli, wretched from his sleep.

"PLEASE TAKE A SWING AT THE RING WITH YOUR AXE!!!!" Yelled Elrond.

"Geez, I'm not deaf," mumbled Gimli as he took out his axe and swung it at the ring.

"You may not want to do that," said Elrond sleepily.

Gimli stopped in mid-swing, "But you just told me to."

Elrond looked up from his nails, "Oh, yes, I know, but if you read the script you'll see that you break your axe on THE RING."

"Dude, why do keep saying 'THE RING'?" Asked Legolas.

"I"M NOT BREAKING MY AXE ON THAT THING!!" Cried Gimli.

"Legolas, if you look in the script-"

"WHY DO I HAVE TO RUIN A PERFECTLY GOOD AXE?!" Gimli was on the verge of taking the axe to Elrond's head instead of the ring.

"Hey, buddy give the elf a break," said Legolas to Gimli.

"GIVE HIM A BREAK? I'M NOT BREAKING MY AXE!!" Roared Gimli.

"Gimli's right, why should he have to ruin his axe?" Asked Boromir.

"The script, THE SCRIPT!!!" Screamed Elrond.

"Hhhmm, when do we get to the part where I say I'll take the ring, oh excuse me, THE RING to Mordor?"" asked Frodo.

Everyone stopped arguing over Gimli's axe and the script and for some reason the brand of shampoo that was best for elven hair, and starred at Frodo.

"Oh dear GODS!!!!" Was heard coming from the bushes near by.

"Shut up Sam," came another voice.

Sam walked out of the bushes writing in his notepad, "This is a good day for Frodo, he asked a REAL question."

"Oh, geez, now I've lost them completely," Elrond threw the script away and sat rubbing his temples.

"WELL?" Asked Frodo.

"Uh, sure, you can go, anyone else want to?" Elrond asked.

"I guess I'll have to show this numskull the way," said Gandalf.

"Oooo, I want to go too," Aragorn said bouncing up and down in his seat.

"Dude, this is like the ultimate adventure thing, count me in," said Legolas enthusiastically.

"If that poor excuse for an elf is going, I'm going too," Legolas starred needles at the Dwarf.

"Darn it, Father said to do something when something like this happened, and what was that something? Oh, I guess I'll just go too," said Boromir sulkily.

"FRODO'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE WITHOUT US!!!" Said Merry and Pippin, Sam was dragged behind quite unhappily.

"Well then, if I had my script I would know what to say right now," Elrond looked at everyone angrily, "but since I don't, I guess I'll just have to call you, oh I dunno, THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING!!"

"Dude, that has a nice ring to it," said Legolas.

"Yeah, maybe because it was written in the script," Aragorn pointed to a piece of paper on the floor that Elrond was reading off of.