Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own Lord of the Rings. *sigh*

Rated PG for: The mention of hangovers

AN: I really apologize for not getting this out sooner. SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY…etc…I just went through a sort of writer's block. Gah. Hopefully I'll get out of it and get the next five or six matches out before October. Keyword: hopefully. Also, I have been informed that this chapter contains subliminal messages. I want to say that these messages were done without my knowledge, and do not necessarily reflect my own personal opinions. I finally managed to explain this to a very angry person, and I hope you understand it too. Please, do not yell at me. Thanks a bunch. Now, on with the chapter…

Chapter Five

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That night after all the elves had gotten over their hangover and had washed all the puke out of their hair, (except for Legolas who stayed sober the entire night, and his hair was clean because he was taking a shower when it turned blue, but then Hermione turned it back to normal and it was pretty and the right color) they decided it would be a good idea to have another party. They were just setting things up ~~~legolasisexy~~~(Saruman was still freaking out, so Ron threw his paperweight at him, and then they tied him up) when Fred, George, Merry, and Pippin all showed up.

"So we are having another party! Brilliant!" Fred exclaimed, little sticks and leaves sticking up out of his hair, and his face covered in dirt.

"I'm sorry, you're not invited." Gandalf sniffed, sticking out his tongue.

"What!? Why not?" Fred asked, his mouth hanging open. "We went through the entire bloody forest and now we can't even relax!?" He pointed to the rather large cut under his right eye.

"Nope."

"Not even us?" Pippin asked, batting his huge cute hobbity eyes.

"No, not even you. You used all my fireworks." Gandalf scowled.

"That's not fair!" Merry exclaimed. ~~~sarumanisosama~~~

"Life isn't fair, get over it you wimp."

"Oh come on Gandalf they didn't mean it. You need to learn how to forgive and forget." Hermione turned to the four in the doorway and let them in. "Get cleaned up, the party starts soon."

"Wow, thanks Hermione! You're awesome!" George cheered, dancing inside and making a funny face at Gandalf.

Fred jumped in the treehouse, and on Gandalf's back knocking the wizard over. "Haha, ya old goat!"

"Do not think of me ~~~samisgay~~~ as a conjuror of cheap tricks!"

"Yeah, whatever." Fred grinned, pulling off Gandalf's hat and running away with it.

"Hey! Come back with my hat!" Gandalf started running forward to get his hat, when he had to stop short, for Yasaaf appeared right in front of him.

"Osama! The Americans are coming! The Americans are coming!" Yasaaf yelled running up to Saruman.

"I'm not a terrorist! I am NOT Osambeenladin!" Saruman yelled, trying to shake Yasaaf off his sleeve.

"Oops, sorry, wrong story. Allah be with you." Yasaaf bowed and disappeared with a poof.

Gandalf stood there in confusion ~~~Arwenisawhore~~~ for a minute until he spotted Fred, George, Pippin, and Merry attempting to set his hat on fire. It wasn't working very well, because every time Fred and George managed to light it, Pippin would put it out with his two liter bottle of Pepsi. ~~~Gandalfisapothead~~~

"Give me back my hat!" He exclaimed, raising his non-existent staff. "Where's my staff?" He asked.

"Heehee!" Dumbledore grinned holding up his staff. "I got it from you, remember?" Harry and Ron looked at Dumbledore nervously. They knew their headmaster wasn't quite right in the head, but they had never heard him giggle before.

"I knew that guy was a loony." Ron muttered to Harry, shaking his head.

"Give me back my staff!" Gandalf yelled, very near the point of a tantrum.

"Hmm…how about not?"

It was at this point that Gandalf had the last straw. "That's it. I asked nicely, but no more Mr. Nice Gandalf!" He then conjured a spell (without his staff, he's special) to bring Ewan McGregor to Middle Earth. "Puppy dog face!" He commanded, pointing to everybody who had something that he wanted back.

Ewan frowned, his lower lip trembling. Hermione immediately broke down and got little stars in her eyes. "Awww…!" She cooed. (Hey, that may be out of character, but YOU try resisting his puppy dog face! *watches Moulin Rouge* Awww!!) "Come on you guys, give Gandalf back his stuff."

All of the guys looked confused. "Why…? Fred asked, obviously not understanding.

"Because I said so!" Hermione yelled, pulling out her wand. "Now come on!"

"I don't think we should." George grinned. "How are you going to make us?"

Hermione eye twitched, and she struggled to remain semi-calm. "I'm the one who is letting you come to the party, so you should listen to me. Otherwise you're out of here."

The twins looked at each other and very slowly let out a long sigh.