The Adventure of Potato Gimli - The Two Potato Sacks
a/n: i am so so so sorry it took me so long to update, i've just been really busy! but here it is the 3rd Chapter...
Disclaimer: Don't own it, it doesn't belong to me, nothing belongs to me! :'(
Chapter 3
Potato Gimli tried to change his position but everywhere he tried to sit he ended up with a tin can or a piece of ham dabbing into his back or his arm. He wished he hadn't decided to hide in the fridge but it seemed the only place no one would look.
He sat for a while, thinking over his options. He could either stay in the fridge (he quite enjoyed the cool temperature) and be safe or he could get out and risk seeing Gandalf. He had just decided on the former when he heard voices outside his fridge.
"What are we going to do?" Someone said.
"I don't know." Said another.
"Maybe we should tell Potato Gimli?" A third voice spoke.
"Tell me what?" asked Gimli as he emerged from the fridge, curiosity getting the better of him.
Celery Stick Gandalf and the four Marshmallows were sitting around the table eating candy floss and all looking at him in shock.
"I think you better take a seat, Gimli." Said Gandalf, and Gimli sat.
Pippin handed him some candy floss and he took it gratefully.
"Now you see Gimli, your friend Chocolate Legolas has been elfnapped." Gimli looked up in shock.
"Been elfnapped?!" he said through a mouthful of candy floss.
"Yes, here's the ransom note if you don't believe me." Gimli took the piece of paper Gandalf was offering him.
Dear Potato Gimli and whoever else this may concern.
I regret to announce that I have elfnapped your friend,
Chocolate Legolas, due to the fact that I was overlooked in the
making of "The Group". He will not be returned to you until you
decide to pay me two fifty feet tall potato sacks full of potatoes
at my residence - Number 2,
Great Tree of Gondor,
Minus Teeth,
Middle-Dinner Plate.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Yours sincerely
Boromir the Apple.
"That no good, piece of apple peeling!!" Gimli swore loudly, causing Merry to place his little marshmallow hands over Pippin's ears. "I have to rescue him."
He stood up and was about to rush out the room when Gandalf sent a bolt of purple lightning around the room.
"Sit Master Potato." He said, "you cannot go without a plan."
Gimli sighed and sat down, a plan was a good idea, he supposed.
To be continued....
a/n: and i promise i will try and write more soon.
a/n: i am so so so sorry it took me so long to update, i've just been really busy! but here it is the 3rd Chapter...
Disclaimer: Don't own it, it doesn't belong to me, nothing belongs to me! :'(
Chapter 3
Potato Gimli tried to change his position but everywhere he tried to sit he ended up with a tin can or a piece of ham dabbing into his back or his arm. He wished he hadn't decided to hide in the fridge but it seemed the only place no one would look.
He sat for a while, thinking over his options. He could either stay in the fridge (he quite enjoyed the cool temperature) and be safe or he could get out and risk seeing Gandalf. He had just decided on the former when he heard voices outside his fridge.
"What are we going to do?" Someone said.
"I don't know." Said another.
"Maybe we should tell Potato Gimli?" A third voice spoke.
"Tell me what?" asked Gimli as he emerged from the fridge, curiosity getting the better of him.
Celery Stick Gandalf and the four Marshmallows were sitting around the table eating candy floss and all looking at him in shock.
"I think you better take a seat, Gimli." Said Gandalf, and Gimli sat.
Pippin handed him some candy floss and he took it gratefully.
"Now you see Gimli, your friend Chocolate Legolas has been elfnapped." Gimli looked up in shock.
"Been elfnapped?!" he said through a mouthful of candy floss.
"Yes, here's the ransom note if you don't believe me." Gimli took the piece of paper Gandalf was offering him.
Dear Potato Gimli and whoever else this may concern.
I regret to announce that I have elfnapped your friend,
Chocolate Legolas, due to the fact that I was overlooked in the
making of "The Group". He will not be returned to you until you
decide to pay me two fifty feet tall potato sacks full of potatoes
at my residence - Number 2,
Great Tree of Gondor,
Minus Teeth,
Middle-Dinner Plate.
I look forward to hearing from you.
Yours sincerely
Boromir the Apple.
"That no good, piece of apple peeling!!" Gimli swore loudly, causing Merry to place his little marshmallow hands over Pippin's ears. "I have to rescue him."
He stood up and was about to rush out the room when Gandalf sent a bolt of purple lightning around the room.
"Sit Master Potato." He said, "you cannot go without a plan."
Gimli sighed and sat down, a plan was a good idea, he supposed.
To be continued....
a/n: and i promise i will try and write more soon.