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
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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 *"
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 *"
