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Frodo jumped up. "Well!" He said cheerfully. "No need to embarrass the lad, right? I mean, even if he did drink a little, you know what ale and beer can do to a hobbit, even the most reputable ones, and I'm sure whatever happened at that party was totally NOT his fault..."
Legolas grinned slyly. "Um, Frodo? Why would you care?"
Frodo went scarlet. "Um..." he replied in a high voice.
"Aye," said Gimli, thrusting his drink in Frodo's direction. "And how would you know all of that?"
Frodo smiled in an overly bright way.
Legolas looked innocently at Sam. "C'mon, Sam, you have to tell the truth. Unless, Frodo, would you like to tell?"
Sam and Frodo were exchanging panicked glances.
Boromir rolled his eyes. "This is SO obvious. Something went on between them, and I had to witness it. For all the frickin' glory of Gondor, they were making out all over the table."
"Uh," was all Legolas could manage.
Merry nodded earnestly. "I agree." Legolas looked at him strangely.
"ANYWAY." Aragorn said loudly from his corner. The wet mud was seeping into his trousers and it wasn't pleasant.
"Is something wrong, Aragorn?" Frodo asked brightly.
"No, nothing at all." Aragorn said through clenched teeth. "SAM. CHOOSE SOMEONE."
"Well, er, how about, Mr. Fro-Gandalf!" Sam said.
Gandalf sighed loudly. "I don't suppose I can back out now."
"No way, Jose!" Sam said, sounding, well, gay.
"Shut up, you gay little - OW!" Boromir had felt an elbow in his side. He looked to his left to see Frodo smiling cheerfully. "At the risk of losing all my dignity, dare." Gandalf said.
Sam looked thoughtful for several minutes. "Well," he said at last. "I can't think of a single thing!"
"What is there for an old wanker to do?" Boromir muttered, head in hands. "Whatever it is, keep the clothes on, please."
Gandalf was indignant. "I heard that, Boromir! I work out just as much as you young people... so... so..."
Legolas jumped up and whispered something in Sam's ear. Sam smiled. "Ok! You have to dress up and sing Britney Spears!"
Boromir's head snapped up. "What the hell?!?! Oh, Valar, no!"
Gandalf was strangely quick to go along with it. He disappeared and a minute later arrived in a shiny black miniskirt and sparkly pink top.
Legolas jumped up. "You bi- I mean, why did you steal my clothes! You haven't even shaved your legs!"
Aragorn snapped to attention, rather disturbed. "Er, Legolas? Is there something you aren't telling us?"
"AHEM." Gandalf cleared his throat loudly. "Now, Oh, Baby, Baby, How was I supposed to know? That something wasn't right here! " He sang rather passionately for a little dare. " Oh, baby, baby, how could I let you GO? I must con-FESS that my lon-LI-ness is KILLING me NOW! HIT ME BABY ONE LAST TIME!"
"That's enough!" Boromir shouted. "You are killing me! Shut up and sit down! And please, change those gay clothes!"
Legolas crossed is arms angrily. "Hey, don't call my clothes -"
Aragorn coughed loudly. "Let's get ON with it."
Gandalf flung down onto a rock. "Well, I say it's your turn, Mr. Longshanks."
Aragorn chuckled nervously. "Alright, truth." He figured he could stay in the sitting position this way.
Gandalf grinned slyly in a very un-Gandalf-y way.
That's it for this chapter! What should happen next? Also, I'm thinking we need more people playing! What other LOTR characters - or maybe characters from other stories - should join in? Any suggestions for characters, truths, and dares are welcome!
(And this time I won't take so long to update, I swear."
~Alessandra
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. All characters, etc. belong to other people.
Frodo jumped up. "Well!" He said cheerfully. "No need to embarrass the lad, right? I mean, even if he did drink a little, you know what ale and beer can do to a hobbit, even the most reputable ones, and I'm sure whatever happened at that party was totally NOT his fault..."
Legolas grinned slyly. "Um, Frodo? Why would you care?"
Frodo went scarlet. "Um..." he replied in a high voice.
"Aye," said Gimli, thrusting his drink in Frodo's direction. "And how would you know all of that?"
Frodo smiled in an overly bright way.
Legolas looked innocently at Sam. "C'mon, Sam, you have to tell the truth. Unless, Frodo, would you like to tell?"
Sam and Frodo were exchanging panicked glances.
Boromir rolled his eyes. "This is SO obvious. Something went on between them, and I had to witness it. For all the frickin' glory of Gondor, they were making out all over the table."
"Uh," was all Legolas could manage.
Merry nodded earnestly. "I agree." Legolas looked at him strangely.
"ANYWAY." Aragorn said loudly from his corner. The wet mud was seeping into his trousers and it wasn't pleasant.
"Is something wrong, Aragorn?" Frodo asked brightly.
"No, nothing at all." Aragorn said through clenched teeth. "SAM. CHOOSE SOMEONE."
"Well, er, how about, Mr. Fro-Gandalf!" Sam said.
Gandalf sighed loudly. "I don't suppose I can back out now."
"No way, Jose!" Sam said, sounding, well, gay.
"Shut up, you gay little - OW!" Boromir had felt an elbow in his side. He looked to his left to see Frodo smiling cheerfully. "At the risk of losing all my dignity, dare." Gandalf said.
Sam looked thoughtful for several minutes. "Well," he said at last. "I can't think of a single thing!"
"What is there for an old wanker to do?" Boromir muttered, head in hands. "Whatever it is, keep the clothes on, please."
Gandalf was indignant. "I heard that, Boromir! I work out just as much as you young people... so... so..."
Legolas jumped up and whispered something in Sam's ear. Sam smiled. "Ok! You have to dress up and sing Britney Spears!"
Boromir's head snapped up. "What the hell?!?! Oh, Valar, no!"
Gandalf was strangely quick to go along with it. He disappeared and a minute later arrived in a shiny black miniskirt and sparkly pink top.
Legolas jumped up. "You bi- I mean, why did you steal my clothes! You haven't even shaved your legs!"
Aragorn snapped to attention, rather disturbed. "Er, Legolas? Is there something you aren't telling us?"
"AHEM." Gandalf cleared his throat loudly. "Now, Oh, Baby, Baby, How was I supposed to know? That something wasn't right here! " He sang rather passionately for a little dare. " Oh, baby, baby, how could I let you GO? I must con-FESS that my lon-LI-ness is KILLING me NOW! HIT ME BABY ONE LAST TIME!"
"That's enough!" Boromir shouted. "You are killing me! Shut up and sit down! And please, change those gay clothes!"
Legolas crossed is arms angrily. "Hey, don't call my clothes -"
Aragorn coughed loudly. "Let's get ON with it."
Gandalf flung down onto a rock. "Well, I say it's your turn, Mr. Longshanks."
Aragorn chuckled nervously. "Alright, truth." He figured he could stay in the sitting position this way.
Gandalf grinned slyly in a very un-Gandalf-y way.
That's it for this chapter! What should happen next? Also, I'm thinking we need more people playing! What other LOTR characters - or maybe characters from other stories - should join in? Any suggestions for characters, truths, and dares are welcome!
(And this time I won't take so long to update, I swear."
~Alessandra