Disclaimer: I do not Lord of the Rings, or Harry Potter, or Yoda, sadly *sighs* YODA ROCKS! *ahem* Anyhoo, one day I plan to win the lottery and buy the rights to Legolas. AHAHAHHAHAHA!
Rated PG for: Mentioning a scary terrorist. Oohhhh
AN: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out, I'm just really lazy, and the floppy of truth broke, sooo this story took a brief hiatus. Thank you to everybody for reviewing, I feel so loved! *sniffle*
Chapter Four
While the twins and the hobbits were running through the forest to avoid getting hurt, a very pissed elf burst into the tree house everyone else was occupying. Everyone would have gone into hysterics at his bright blue hair, but the glint in his eye, stifled any thought anyone had of even snorting.
"Where are they?" He asked, his left eye twitching slightly.
"They ran off after Gandalf got mad." Ron said, pointing to the wizard, who was pacing around the cabin.
"I didn't get invited…why not? Everybody loves my fireworks, I can breakdance, I could have brought pipeweed! But no! Nobody wants Gandalf around…"
"Will he help me hurt them?"
Ron nodded. "Most likely."
Legolas smiled a feral smile. "Great. Come on Gandalf, we've got to hunt some pranksters."
Gandalf snapped back to the real world. "What?"
"Wait!" Hermione jumped up. "I think I can change your hair color back to normal." She told the archer.
Legolas raised a very blue eyebrow. "You can? How can you if Gandalf can't?"
"He doesn't know what hair dye is. Hold still." Hermione raised her wand, and after thinking for a minute muttered an incantation.
A small puff of smoke surrounded Legolas's head, and when he had waved it all away, his hair was back to a bleached blonde.
"It worked." She smiled triumphantly.
"It's back to normal…?" He grabbed a handful and looked at it. "It's back to normal! Thank you!" He then did a very un-elvishy thing, and picked Hermione up in a hug.
She blushed slightly. "You're welcome, it's nothing really…"
"It's back to normal!" He grinned. "So…party planned for tonight?"
"Well…when the four guys come back they'll most likely want to have a party, so why not?" Harry shrugged.
"And this time I'M invited!" Gandalf proclaimed.
"What about me?" Dumbledore asked, walking into the treehouse.
"How'd you get here?" Ron asked, falling off the chair he was sitting in.
"Well, when breakfast didn't show up this morning, I figured there must be something wrong with the house elves, and when I went to check the kitchens they were all gone! But, there was a strange portal leading to another world in the middle of the kitchen which is very rare and unusual so I decided to go through, seeing as how I haven't been to an alternate universe for quite awhile, and sure enough, I found myself here! Good to see you again Galadriel!"
Frodo stood up and looked from Dumbledore to Gandalf, then to Dumbledore, and back to Gandalf again. He tilted his head and batting his cute hobbit eyes he asked, "Are you Gandalf's twin?"
"AHH! Oh the humanity! My long lost evil twin has come back to haunt me! We must kill him!"
Dumbledore looked surprised. "No! Wait! I don't know who you are old boy!"
"Stop playing games and fight me, you evil fiend!" Gandalf yelled.
"Okay." Dumbledore shrugged. "Sure."
Match #4: Dumbledore vs. Gandalf
Announcer #2: It's about time another fight has started, and with me, the wonderful announcer two here to give you the coverage! You are so lucky! In corner number one we have, the headmaster of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy, Order of Merlin first class, at probably around six feet with a long beard, and a pointy hat! Dumbledore!
And…in corner number two, leader of the Fellowship, leader of the council of the white hand, a wizard fabled throughout Middle Earth, he is also six feet tall, has a long beard, and a pointy hat! Gandalf the Gray! Uh…I mean, the white…yeah…heh…also known as Mithrandir, the Grey Pilgrim, and a lot of other things that aren't on my cue cards right now.
Gandalf whipped out his staff, and Dumbledore raised his wand. "Expelliarmus!" Gandalf's staff flew across the room and into Dumbledore's outstretched hand.
"Blast!" Gandalf yelled, tackling the headmaster of Hogwarts, and grabbing his staff back. "You shall not P- oh wait, I'm getting my lines mixed up. Die you evil fiend!" He pointed his staff at Dumbledore.
Before the two old men could hurt each other, Saruman burst into the treehouse. "I SEE YOU IN MY PAPERWEIGHT!" He bellowed. Crickets chirped in response and everybody looked strangely at the terrorist wizard. "I mean, my seeing glass…thingy…yeah…."
Dumbledore stared strangely at the wizard who strangely resembled Osama bin Laden. "Uhhh…hi."
"YOU!" Saruman cried. "YOU WERE THE ONE IN MY P-Seeing glass!"
"I have a paperweight too!" Ron offered. "It's from Bulgaria!"
"Are you a wizard?" Saruman asked.
Ron nodded. "Yeah, actually, I am."
"Having a paperweight doesn't automatically make you a wizard or a witch." Hermione sniffed. "They're used to hold down paper, there's nothing magical about that."
"OH MY GOD! IT'S OSAMA BIN LADEN!!!! KILL IT! KILL IT!" Harry yelled, waking up and putting on his glasses.
Out of nowhere Yoda appeared. "Osama bin Laden, evil he is." Then with a poof of smoke he disappeared.
"Who is Osambeenladin?" Saruman asked, his staff pointed at Harry who was still slightly hyperventilating.
"EVIL!" Harry yelled.
"Harry Potter SILENCE! He is not the terrorist you speak of, he is merely an evil wizard who attempted to control Middle Earth with an army of Uruk-Hai. Do not worry."
Harry blinked. "Oh! Okay. Sorry about that."
Hermione shook her head. "Harry, sometimes I worry about you."
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TBC…^_^_^_^_^_^
