Chapter 7: The Fellowship discovers fanfiction, by: ~Cherry~ and *Kiwi*
Disclaimer: Although however much we wish, we shall never own Lord of the Rings. Or Legolas. *sniffles* and, Cherry admitted that yes, her mom owns a buns of steel video!! Kiwi laughs because she is amused. Sure the box has never been opened.well, enough of teasing Cherry for her mom's video that has *never* been opened. (Cherry breaks in-IT HASN'T BEEN OPENED!!! I FORBADE IT! I THREATENED TO SMITE MY MOTHER IF SHE TOUCHED!!!) Anyway, Cherry owns spider repellent but it does not repel those roach things in Texas. We met this one named Charlie who was out to get the world and he tried to rape Cherry and one of our chaperones. I just said that to scare Cherry but our chaperone woke up in the middle of the night with a roach on her chest. *ugh* scary. Yes, well our friend chased Reggie (Charlie's secret gay lover.) down the hall and when he came back he was jammin to the music on the boombox. They like to go gang raping together each night.watch out. You could be next! Yes well anyway, continuing the disclaimer, we do not own the Wizard of Oz and we would not particularly want to. That scarecrow scared me when I was little.
A/N: yes, it may appear to be a slash chapter but NO. if u do not like slash, keep reading for it will not be.
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Let's see. Our lovely Fellowship was wondering on a purple gravel road in the middle of the non-descript forest in Middle Earth hopefully in the direction where they were headed. They were walking along and all of a sudden all four hobbits broke out in song. They linked arms and started skipping side by side down the purple road.
"Follow the purple brick road. Follow the purple brick road. Follow follow follow follow follow the purple brick roooaaaaaaaaad!!!!"
"Isn't it supposed to be 'Follow the Yellow brick road?" said Gimli, emphasizing yellow. "And this road is, well, uh, it's not brick. It's gravel."
"So? We don't care. We shall dance and sing as much as we please and if you even try to mess with Mr. Frodo's happy joyous time he is having at the moment, I'll.I'll.I'll hit you with the frying pan!" cried Sam, brandishing the pan. "I'm not afraid to use this!!"
"Oh Sam, it's ok. Don't worry about it." Frodo said at Sam's outrage.
"It is NOT Mr. Frodo!" yelled Sam. He immediately broke down crying, realizing he just yelled at 'Mr. Frodo.' Frodo sighed and assured him he was not angry and Gandalf was not going to turn him into anything unnatural for having yelled at him.
With that passing, the Fellowship continued. As they walked, the trees were noticeably growing farther away from the road and so the sun was shining right on them. Being a hot day, the members of the fellowship were getting hot. Legolas was especially warm since he has how many layers of clothes on?? (Too many if you ask Cherry.She would just as soon have him in a layer of chocolate and nothing else...*AHEM* we are keeping this rating to PG, Cherry!) Yes, well anyway, he took off the first layer and folded it up for easier storing. This left him in a flimsy white shirt that was quite in fact very breathable, proving much more comfortable for the prince. We also wonder why he always wears pants. (Cherry wishes ~oh to be those pants~ PG CHERRY! PG!) yes anyway, moving on, our very extremely sexy prince was down to his flimsy white shirt and pants. *sigh heard from authors* Scarily enough, we hear a sigh from Aragorn, who in the last chapter, was noticing Legolas' manly abs of steel. *sigh again* Unsure as to why Aragorn has commented that way before, we shall investigate further.
"Is something wrong Aragorn?" Legolas commented.
"Huh?! Oh, um, er, nothing." Came the reply.
"Are you sure? I thought that was a dreamy sigh. Thinking of Arwen are we now?" Legolas said teasingly, flashing his gorgeous, heart-stopping, breathtaking (Cherry agrees with Pineapple Princess, we could stay here for Hours.) smile.
"N-YES! Of course I was thinking about her!" Aragorn stammered.
"And not her lacy underwear this time?" Legolas brought up their previous argument.
"Will you stop it with the underwear?! Gosh!" Aragorn began to break down. "Ok I admit, I was-oh." Aragorn sobs at this thought.
"Hey, don't worry Aragorn, I do that all the time." Gimli said, trying to comfort Aragorn.
"WHAT THE HECK DID YOU JUST SAY, GIMLI??!?!?" Aragorn shouted. Taken aback by Aragorn's outraged he tried to repeat himself.
"You think about MY girl's underwear?! You sick perv! She's mine! MINE I TELL YOU! MINE!
"No-"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear anymore!"
"What I was trying to say was that I think about underwear belonging to the girl of my dreams!"
Pippin started to smile. "*Cough cough* Galadriel *cough cough!*"
"Hey!" Gimli whirled around. "Are you making fun of me?"
"But she doesn't like you! She's already got a husband, and.and.she kissed Frodo, not you!" Pippin retorted*.
"FRODO!!! I'M GONNA GET YOU!!" Gimli, outraged, ran towards Frodo with his ax ready.
"You're not gonna get Mr. Frodo, Gimli!" Sam ran in front of Frodo and had his frying pan at the ready. Gimli got really scared. Sam with a frying pan and a death glare. You definitely don't want to go there. Gimli turned red faced and dropped his ax and walked back near Legolas and Aragorn.
Yes, well anyway, despite that argument, we are still investigating Aragorn's mention of Legolas' very sexy abs of steel *sighs are heard from the authoresses*. Legolas was getting worried that Aragorn was liking him in a way that he did not want. "I'm a ladies' man, not a men's man." (Cheesy 70's song in the background) Legolas thought to himself. Being pretty wasn't very easy. He had gotten some fanguys too. Scary thought. Aragorn walked up to Legolas.
"Legolas, I have something to confess." Legolas braced himself for the worst.
***explained*** *retorted. Such a nice vocabulary word. See, you might have just learned something new! Wow!
Please please please review!! It will help us keep going and encourage us to do better. No flames though. Those are annoying and stupid and if you don't like this fic, then read or write something better! Ha! *Snickers are heard from the general direction of Cherry, as she is vastly amused at Kiwi's righteous anger* Cherry agrees. All Flames will be returned to sender with the great hope that it burns them alive.
Disclaimer: Although however much we wish, we shall never own Lord of the Rings. Or Legolas. *sniffles* and, Cherry admitted that yes, her mom owns a buns of steel video!! Kiwi laughs because she is amused. Sure the box has never been opened.well, enough of teasing Cherry for her mom's video that has *never* been opened. (Cherry breaks in-IT HASN'T BEEN OPENED!!! I FORBADE IT! I THREATENED TO SMITE MY MOTHER IF SHE TOUCHED!!!) Anyway, Cherry owns spider repellent but it does not repel those roach things in Texas. We met this one named Charlie who was out to get the world and he tried to rape Cherry and one of our chaperones. I just said that to scare Cherry but our chaperone woke up in the middle of the night with a roach on her chest. *ugh* scary. Yes, well our friend chased Reggie (Charlie's secret gay lover.) down the hall and when he came back he was jammin to the music on the boombox. They like to go gang raping together each night.watch out. You could be next! Yes well anyway, continuing the disclaimer, we do not own the Wizard of Oz and we would not particularly want to. That scarecrow scared me when I was little.
A/N: yes, it may appear to be a slash chapter but NO. if u do not like slash, keep reading for it will not be.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Let's see. Our lovely Fellowship was wondering on a purple gravel road in the middle of the non-descript forest in Middle Earth hopefully in the direction where they were headed. They were walking along and all of a sudden all four hobbits broke out in song. They linked arms and started skipping side by side down the purple road.
"Follow the purple brick road. Follow the purple brick road. Follow follow follow follow follow the purple brick roooaaaaaaaaad!!!!"
"Isn't it supposed to be 'Follow the Yellow brick road?" said Gimli, emphasizing yellow. "And this road is, well, uh, it's not brick. It's gravel."
"So? We don't care. We shall dance and sing as much as we please and if you even try to mess with Mr. Frodo's happy joyous time he is having at the moment, I'll.I'll.I'll hit you with the frying pan!" cried Sam, brandishing the pan. "I'm not afraid to use this!!"
"Oh Sam, it's ok. Don't worry about it." Frodo said at Sam's outrage.
"It is NOT Mr. Frodo!" yelled Sam. He immediately broke down crying, realizing he just yelled at 'Mr. Frodo.' Frodo sighed and assured him he was not angry and Gandalf was not going to turn him into anything unnatural for having yelled at him.
With that passing, the Fellowship continued. As they walked, the trees were noticeably growing farther away from the road and so the sun was shining right on them. Being a hot day, the members of the fellowship were getting hot. Legolas was especially warm since he has how many layers of clothes on?? (Too many if you ask Cherry.She would just as soon have him in a layer of chocolate and nothing else...*AHEM* we are keeping this rating to PG, Cherry!) Yes, well anyway, he took off the first layer and folded it up for easier storing. This left him in a flimsy white shirt that was quite in fact very breathable, proving much more comfortable for the prince. We also wonder why he always wears pants. (Cherry wishes ~oh to be those pants~ PG CHERRY! PG!) yes anyway, moving on, our very extremely sexy prince was down to his flimsy white shirt and pants. *sigh heard from authors* Scarily enough, we hear a sigh from Aragorn, who in the last chapter, was noticing Legolas' manly abs of steel. *sigh again* Unsure as to why Aragorn has commented that way before, we shall investigate further.
"Is something wrong Aragorn?" Legolas commented.
"Huh?! Oh, um, er, nothing." Came the reply.
"Are you sure? I thought that was a dreamy sigh. Thinking of Arwen are we now?" Legolas said teasingly, flashing his gorgeous, heart-stopping, breathtaking (Cherry agrees with Pineapple Princess, we could stay here for Hours.) smile.
"N-YES! Of course I was thinking about her!" Aragorn stammered.
"And not her lacy underwear this time?" Legolas brought up their previous argument.
"Will you stop it with the underwear?! Gosh!" Aragorn began to break down. "Ok I admit, I was-oh." Aragorn sobs at this thought.
"Hey, don't worry Aragorn, I do that all the time." Gimli said, trying to comfort Aragorn.
"WHAT THE HECK DID YOU JUST SAY, GIMLI??!?!?" Aragorn shouted. Taken aback by Aragorn's outraged he tried to repeat himself.
"You think about MY girl's underwear?! You sick perv! She's mine! MINE I TELL YOU! MINE!
"No-"
"Shut up! I don't want to hear anymore!"
"What I was trying to say was that I think about underwear belonging to the girl of my dreams!"
Pippin started to smile. "*Cough cough* Galadriel *cough cough!*"
"Hey!" Gimli whirled around. "Are you making fun of me?"
"But she doesn't like you! She's already got a husband, and.and.she kissed Frodo, not you!" Pippin retorted*.
"FRODO!!! I'M GONNA GET YOU!!" Gimli, outraged, ran towards Frodo with his ax ready.
"You're not gonna get Mr. Frodo, Gimli!" Sam ran in front of Frodo and had his frying pan at the ready. Gimli got really scared. Sam with a frying pan and a death glare. You definitely don't want to go there. Gimli turned red faced and dropped his ax and walked back near Legolas and Aragorn.
Yes, well anyway, despite that argument, we are still investigating Aragorn's mention of Legolas' very sexy abs of steel *sighs are heard from the authoresses*. Legolas was getting worried that Aragorn was liking him in a way that he did not want. "I'm a ladies' man, not a men's man." (Cheesy 70's song in the background) Legolas thought to himself. Being pretty wasn't very easy. He had gotten some fanguys too. Scary thought. Aragorn walked up to Legolas.
"Legolas, I have something to confess." Legolas braced himself for the worst.
***explained*** *retorted. Such a nice vocabulary word. See, you might have just learned something new! Wow!
Please please please review!! It will help us keep going and encourage us to do better. No flames though. Those are annoying and stupid and if you don't like this fic, then read or write something better! Ha! *Snickers are heard from the general direction of Cherry, as she is vastly amused at Kiwi's righteous anger* Cherry agrees. All Flames will be returned to sender with the great hope that it burns them alive.