Disclaimer: The ideas are mine. Limited characters are mine. Most are not. Spy Magazine: Bigfoot Edition now selling for 4.95. Call me ;)
Authors note: Still lots of thanks to everyone reading this! I got a new book to write this in *my other one had 1 page
left....I was sad...* so I can keep writing! I...ahem....wouldn't have written anymore chapters if I didn't have a book....so any
one who enjoys this can thank Borders. Right now I would like to draw a little attention to a poor underappreciated story
lost deep in the LotR Humor section. It was a small story,...9 chaps. now I think....that will be continued...., by the name of
Total Control. It was coauthored by me and my cousin. If anyone enjoys this a whole lot and likes script format I encourage
you to go read it. It's in my favorites section. Total Control. Halli Lote. Alright. Enough campaigning. Now for ....*dramatic
music*.... Chapter.....18...! Enjoy!
The early morning sun rose over Mirkwood forest. It tried to stretch it's rays deep in to the dark expanse to touch the face of an elven prince and wake him from his peaceful slumber. Unfortunately for the sun, though, the best it could do was touch the top of the trees.
Unbeknownst to the sun, something else was also trying to wake the elven prince. Many small furry woodland creatures had gathered around him as he slept. Many scurried closet to look at him, but only one dared to touch him. It crept up very close to him, and, climbing up on his face, nibbled on his ear.
Legolas screamed and stood up. The woodland creatures scuttled away, and the sun became content with merely touching the tree tops.
Legolas, though, was not content about much at all. He had an old headache, a new earache, a junk magazine he was supposed to read, an insulting hobbit in the closest dungeon, and several leaves impaled on his short spikey hair.
After picking the leaves out of his hair, Legolas began to walk back toward Mirkwood palace. He glanced at the cover of the magazine as he headed home. The head lines of that day were "Aliens: What to when you get brainwashed", "New discovery: Vampirasaur was prehistoric King; Not T-Rex", and "Horror Story: I was trapped in the bathroom with Bigfoot!" Legolas snorted in attempt to stifle a laugh. Rolling up the magazine, he continued back to the palace.
"Bigfoot...," He muttered to himself a few minutes later. He scoffed. "A hobbit maybe...but Bigfoot? Hobbits have big feet! And they might eat you and all of your food if you aren't careful. What could Bigfoot do? Growl at you?" He laughed to himself. "Bigfoot..."
He walked in peace, until a few minutes later he had a sudden outburst again. "And what is this Vampirasaur anyway?"
Legolas continued walking. A few minutes later, "And getting prepared for being brainwashed? Honestly!"
By that time he was almost back to the palace.
"Good morning, Prince Legolas!" The gate guard said cheerfully. "What's that you've got with you?"
"Magazine. Gotta go read," Legolas said showing it quickly to the guard.
"Oh! Spy Magazine! Bigfoot edition! Very good one! Enjoy!" The guard said opening the gates.
Normally Legolas would have thought it odd that so many people read an obviously fake magazine, but he was too consumed with becoming one. He hurriedly rushed into his room and began to read.
