I can't believe I just did this. I wrote another chapter!
CHAPTER FOUR: The Greatest Air Instrument Band in Middle earth!
"P-Peregrin?" Gandalf stammered.
"Yes, Gandalf! It's me!" Pippin shouted.
"But- how?"
"Who cares?"
"Come on, dude," Karl and John pulled Aragorn's arms. "Solitary confinement for you!"
"Noooo!" Aragorn wailed. "Let me go, you ugly men!"
"Ugly?" Karl stared at John. "I'm not ugly."
"Yeah! You're so ugly that you're going to sit on the sofa, eating Twinkies and watching Oprah and you'll get so fat that you won't be able to get out the door and you'll have to have someone call the emergency room-"
Karl stuffed Aragorn's cloak into his mouth. "Shut up!"
"Mmmmuuhhhupppmmmm," Aragorn complained. Legolas took a swing at an imaginary golf ball.
"Hey, what are you doing, buddy?" Pippin asked.
"I am a champion at air golf," Legolas said. "And air guitar."
"Uh, sure," Pippin said. Gandalf gasped.
"You play AIR GUITAR? I play air drums!" Gandalf started tapping on imaginary drums. "I normally do it in my car, where you can pull down those little window visor thingies- those make great cymbals." Gandalf clapped excitedly.
"Let's play!" Legolas tuned up his air guitar. Pippin stared at him.
"Don't you have an instrument?" Gandalf asked.
"Un, no," Pippin looked crestfallen.
"Don't worry! You can play my kazoo!" Legolas tossed a plastic kazoo to Pippin.
"Whoa! Tight!" Pippin blew on the kazoo. Gandalf tossed him a party blower.
"Alternate between the two," he said. Pippin gave the party blower an experimental blow. The blower shot out and hit Aragorn, who gave Pippin a death glare.
Pippin blasted air into the blower. The paper flew off the mouthpiece and struck John in the eye. "Aargh! My eye!" he yelled. He ripped the mangled party favor from his face and glared at the group.
Gandalf held out a rainmaker. "Would you like to play the rainmaker?"
A/N: Scared yet? ;P
