Disclaimer: I own nothing! Nothing! NOTHING! The 2nd chapter was not mine! My sister posted it when I was at baseball practice Ellen, if you are reading this, you are EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVIL And concertmasters suck Trumpets are the best To readers: You can ignore the 2nd chapter if you want Either way, Elrond's mad ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Glorfindel looked around for some paper and a pen. When he couldn't find any, he

stepped out the door. To Glorfindel's dismay, Elrond stood outside, waiting for him.

Elrond glared at him for a few seconds. Glorfindel tried to lighten the moment.

"How are you doing, Elrond"

"Angry"

"May I asked why?"

"Yes"

"Ok, why?"

"Because I am waiting for an Orc report"

"How bout a joke"

"What?"

"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

"I don't know"

"Because, they were going to get an Orc report, like I am" With that, Glorfindel rushed

to find Erestor. Elrond stood there, thinking, I don't get it.

Erestor just sent the third infantry unit to scout for Orcs on the western border. He

thought to himself, as long as I don't see Glorfindel, I'll have the report done by

tommorow. Just then, Glorfindel runs over to him, screaming "Erestor! Erestor!" and

waving his arms like a chicken. Help me Valar, Erestor prayed.

"Erestor! Erestor! Guess what?"

"WHAT!?"

"We have to get the Orc report done"

"What do you think I was doing?"

"You were standing there and saying, 'As long as I don't see Glorfindel, I'll have the report done by tommorow."

"...you heard that?"

"uh...yeah? What do think I am? Stupid?"

"No...coughyeahcough"

"You need cough drops?"

"I think I'll live"

"Elrond's a great healer, you know?"

"Yeah"

"Do you think he needs to see if you have a sore throat?"

"Glorfindel, I am an Elf. Elves do not get sick"

"What if you're an acception?"

"Exception, not acception"

"You're going to correct my grammar at a time like this?"

"Uh...Hello? I just did."

"What was your lowest grade in school?"

"...no...don't mock me"

"Well, what was it?"

"99.9 repeating...* sob * my parents were so dissapointed. * more sob *"

"Nerd"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

"Stop crying...please?"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

"Uh...knock knock?"

"* sob * whose there?"

"Me"

"Me who?"

"Me is going to get an Orc report"

"I am going to get an Orcs report"

"STOP CORRECTING MINE GRAMMAR!"

"My grammar, not mine grammer * sob *"