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CHAPTER EIGHT
"It's getting a lot more windy up here," shivered Sam.
"Well, put a jacket on, you're in your short sleeves," Gandalf suggested.
"Heh, good idea," Sam pulled on his cloak.
"But it really is getting a lot more windy," said Boromir.
"You're all a bunch a whiners," yelled Gandalf over a gust of wind.
"Look, up in the sky," Legolas pointed up into the sky, imagine that.
"Well not all of us have eyes as KEEN as yours," Frodo muttered, everyone looked at him and he screeched when Sam glanced in his direction.
"Yeah, describe it to us," said Aragorn.
"Uh, okie dokie," said Legolas, "it looks like a guy, up in the air, and he's coming closer and closer, looks kinda like you Gandalf.
"Suraman," mumbled Gandalf.
"Oh no!' Everyone gasped.
"Please," said Gandalf, "the old wind bag is blowing on us, you can smell his disgusting breath.
And, of course, everyone took a nice deep breath and started gagging because Suraman really did have bad breath.
"SHUT UP!!" Screamed Legolas as he tried to cover his ears and hold his nose.
*Sigh* I can't just stop telling a story because you're too insecure to admit that you can hear me.
"LALALALALA!!"
You know, I could just make you deal with it, it is MY story.
"But you don't OWN me!!" He called.
Legolas has come to terms with the fact that he cam hear mystically Magic Narrators and happily uncovers his ears so that he CAN HEAR ME CONTROL HIS LIFE!
"NO!!" Legolas watched his arms move from his ears against his will.
"Um, Legolas, are you okay?" Asked Aragorn.
Everyone around the elf had backed away to five feet.
"What was that?" He asked again.
MWAHAHAHAHA!!! Now everyone can hear the voice of the Magical Narrator.
Another Mystically Voice: Uh, you think that maybe you're taking this a little far, you've started to interrupt the flow of the story.
But, I was, yeah maybe you're right. Okay, I'm sorry, Legolas, and everyone down there, carry on with your story.
"It's okay," everyone muttered, except Legolas.
What's the matter? Don't you accept my apology? Fine then, I'll haunt you for the rest of this story, OOOOOO AAAAHHHHHH.
Another Mystical Voice: Oh no you won't.
*Sigh* fine. The Fellowship had to turn around off the mountain because Suraman's breath was so bad, and now they must go through the MINES OF MORIA, ooooo-aaahhh.
