Welcome to chapter two WOW YOUR STILL READING!!!! It's a miracle! Any how
on with the story!!!
Disclaimer: Don't own LotR. *Sends glares at the disappointed lawyers.*
Cast: The Queen of the Immortal Elven Human Ducks AKA Miranda Lord Elrond of the art room of organized chaos. AKA Mr. Hart. The Dazzling Star of the insane population of Earth and queen of band-aid land AKA Karina. Unimportant people: Camera man, scrip writer, director and the elven extras.
CHAPTER 2
Our three heroes were taken to the main receiving hall of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. (NO NOT Mr. Hart. Stay with me here people) The Lord of Imladeris looked at the new comers and spoke very fast in elvish to the rude people who brought them in.
"Come on Ducky!! Translate!!" Karina was yelling at Miranda. The one who was most fluent in the language. Yet she still stunk.
"Sorry but all I got out of that conversation was Greetings my lord and good bye and what I think might be my pants are on fire." Miranda look fearfully at Karina. The little demon (HEY) I mean wonderful little creature, looked at Miranda like she was crazy then smacked poor Miranda up side the head. Miranda retaliated with a Dia naa lle!*
"Lord Elrond help!! Ducky is yelling at me in elvish!" Karina yelled and ducked behind the art teacher.
"Miranda! Karina! Do you realize where you are? You are in Rivendell! Miranda don't you have shaving cream in your purse?" Mr. Hart was frustrated, the girls caused mischief where ever they went and for once he didn't have to clean up the mess they made of his art room. He was rejoicing.
A look of pure bliss and a brief (very brief) look of intelligence crossed Miranda's face and she once more dug around in her bottomless pit of a purse. She returned to the world with a sample size bottle of shaving cream that never seemed to run out, thanks to pure dumb luck.
"Come dazzling star! We have work to do!" She called dramatically.
"Yes! You have shaving cream! I think a theme song sing along is in order!" Karina replied.
"Of course! And what better place than Rivendell herself to sing it!" Miranda cried. Together they sang. (To the tune of bonjure in Beauty and the Beast. Disney)
"Little Rivendell, such a Peaceful village Every day like the one before! Lord Elrond, such a scornful flag bearer Waking up to say. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There goes Rina and Miranda! Ect. (for full song please read it in my bio. To lazy to type the whole thing in.)" As their melodious (that's a laugh) Ok off tune voices faded in the distance Mr. Hart looked at his name sake and wondered what he had gotten himself into.
HAHAHAHAHA chapter two complete. Before you ask yes Mr. Hart is a real art teacher at Hoover middle school. Where Karina and Myself currently attend. But only for a few more months then it's off to terrorize the high schools!! Mwahahahahahahahaha! Please review. GHS is hungry and Rina is visiting. You know how hungry burra-hobbits get. ( GHS is a warg.)
Shhhhhhhhhh they don't know that
(It's in your name ducky)
I knew that! I was just testing you.
(sure you were.) * dia naa lle means your head is empty in elvish.
Disclaimer: Don't own LotR. *Sends glares at the disappointed lawyers.*
Cast: The Queen of the Immortal Elven Human Ducks AKA Miranda Lord Elrond of the art room of organized chaos. AKA Mr. Hart. The Dazzling Star of the insane population of Earth and queen of band-aid land AKA Karina. Unimportant people: Camera man, scrip writer, director and the elven extras.
CHAPTER 2
Our three heroes were taken to the main receiving hall of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. (NO NOT Mr. Hart. Stay with me here people) The Lord of Imladeris looked at the new comers and spoke very fast in elvish to the rude people who brought them in.
"Come on Ducky!! Translate!!" Karina was yelling at Miranda. The one who was most fluent in the language. Yet she still stunk.
"Sorry but all I got out of that conversation was Greetings my lord and good bye and what I think might be my pants are on fire." Miranda look fearfully at Karina. The little demon (HEY) I mean wonderful little creature, looked at Miranda like she was crazy then smacked poor Miranda up side the head. Miranda retaliated with a Dia naa lle!*
"Lord Elrond help!! Ducky is yelling at me in elvish!" Karina yelled and ducked behind the art teacher.
"Miranda! Karina! Do you realize where you are? You are in Rivendell! Miranda don't you have shaving cream in your purse?" Mr. Hart was frustrated, the girls caused mischief where ever they went and for once he didn't have to clean up the mess they made of his art room. He was rejoicing.
A look of pure bliss and a brief (very brief) look of intelligence crossed Miranda's face and she once more dug around in her bottomless pit of a purse. She returned to the world with a sample size bottle of shaving cream that never seemed to run out, thanks to pure dumb luck.
"Come dazzling star! We have work to do!" She called dramatically.
"Yes! You have shaving cream! I think a theme song sing along is in order!" Karina replied.
"Of course! And what better place than Rivendell herself to sing it!" Miranda cried. Together they sang. (To the tune of bonjure in Beauty and the Beast. Disney)
"Little Rivendell, such a Peaceful village Every day like the one before! Lord Elrond, such a scornful flag bearer Waking up to say. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There goes Rina and Miranda! Ect. (for full song please read it in my bio. To lazy to type the whole thing in.)" As their melodious (that's a laugh) Ok off tune voices faded in the distance Mr. Hart looked at his name sake and wondered what he had gotten himself into.
HAHAHAHAHA chapter two complete. Before you ask yes Mr. Hart is a real art teacher at Hoover middle school. Where Karina and Myself currently attend. But only for a few more months then it's off to terrorize the high schools!! Mwahahahahahahahaha! Please review. GHS is hungry and Rina is visiting. You know how hungry burra-hobbits get. ( GHS is a warg.)
Shhhhhhhhhh they don't know that
(It's in your name ducky)
I knew that! I was just testing you.
(sure you were.) * dia naa lle means your head is empty in elvish.
