The Nine Go Shopping – Episode III!!!
Chapter Four
"Now," says Eight, "the only question is what we are to do with ourselves until the Uruks show up."
"Truth or Dare!" says Two.
"No, you idiot, that's a stupid game," says Eight.
"Oh. Sorry. Ooh, I know, let's play telephone!" exclaims Two.
The Nazgul cheer, except for Eight, who gives a grudging "Fine."
"I start, I came up with it!" says Two.
So Two whispers something to Nine who whispers something to Three who giggles and whispers something to Five who then whispers something to Seven who whispers something to One who whispers something to Six who whispers something to Eight who scowls and whispers something to Four, who stands up and announces, "Two is a total idiot who can't come up with anything better to do than play this stupid, silly, asinine BORING game which all of us happen to know. That's what I heard."
Two says, "That's not anything like what I said: 'One ring to rule them all, one ring to find them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.' Eight, did you mess it up?"
Eight smirks.
"OK, we know you did. Let's do something else."
Everybody except Eight start thinking really hard to figure out something to do.
"Poker," says Seven.
"Charades," says Five.
"Risk," says Two.
"Barrel rolling?" says Three, who get a prompt "No way!" in response.
"Poker," says Six.
"Hey, I said poker!" retorts Seven.
"Ok, then, war!" snaps Six.
"Poker!"
"War!"
"Poker!"
"War!"
"Poker!"
"War!"
"Poker!"
"How about SHUTTING UP?!" screams a wraith who has suddenly appeared out of nowhere. We will call him Ten.
Eight applauds from across the alley.
"That's enough out of you!" Ten yells in his direction.
"Wh- wh- who are you?" whispers Four.
"I am your Fairy Godmother!" The Nine snicker at this. "No, seriously. Since you here are all bungling up things a bit more than necessary, Sauron and Saruman have both agreed to create a temporary wraith to lead you, to be called your *shudder* Fairy Godmother."
The Nine snicker some more. Ten scowls.
"Quite personally, I can see why they sent me. You are all obviously incompetent." Here Ten pauses to sniff conceitedly at their barrels. (Think of some stuck-up rich dude who has just been assigned to direct a bunch of raggedy peasants. This is Ten.)
"Now, since obviously you have nothing else to do except yell at each other and snicker at me, I insist you remain quiet for the rest of the night. If possible for you."
The Nazgul nod meekly. Three crawls off to hide behind a dumpster. Eight, for once, does not criticize him. He is too angry. Sauron, he thinks, is going to get some major pay-back in the morning. When I can find the cell phone.
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A/N: Sorry this was so short, I know it took me long enough to post this.
Anyway, please R/R! You guys are great!
~ Anoriel