A/N: This is rated PG, no one in this story belongs to me except me. Yes, I put myself in the story, and if you're wondering my name is Z-man. This is my first fanfic so please be understanding about it. Though any advice or criticism is highly welcome, just don't make fun of my story without giving advice. Please review as if I don't get any positive feedbacks about the story I'll stop writing it. -zman1289

The Turtles Come To Play

The Turtles are comfortably sitting around in their sewer doing their own thing until Leonardo comes running up holding a note in his hand. "Guys, that stupid rat just sent us a note."

Don quite disturbed by Leo's comment about calling their master a rat scolded him and stole the note. "Dear Turtles, I'm sorry I can not tell you this in person but I found a really nice landfill I just had to visit. I'm sending you to a place known as Middle Earth to help out some stupid Fellowship, I guess their just not pulling their weight down their so it's your job to turn the tide of the war. So get your asses moving now! Sincerely, Splinter."

Mike sounding distressed blurted out, "I bet its Shredder trying to trick us!"

"Mike, Shredder has been dead for five years! God, get over it." Raphael replied while rolling his eyes.

"Raphael, why must you tear down every thing I say? Sometimes I think you don't care about me anymore!"

Mike runs out of the room leaving everyone bewildered about what just happened. "Man he makes it sound like we're lovers or something." Leo and Don give Raph a queer look for his comment before heading out to get ready for the long ride to Middle Earth.

"Gimli doesn't approve of you guys always making fun of me! Why don't you pick on Sam for once, he's short, fat, and ugly!" Whined Gimli.

"Hey that's not true, I'm not short I'm just height challenged!" Snapped back Sam.

Aragorn of course has to calm everyone down, and try to rationalize the situation. "People please, we are trying to work together not tear each other apart. Gimli, you're not ugly you're just stupid. And Sam, you're not short you're just gay. Everyone happy?"

"Yes!" Was the reply in unison.

As night fell they crowded around a bond fire and began telling stories of past battles and experiences. Gimli was next in line and the Fellowship prepared themselves for another one of his stories about past cakes he'd eaten. "Oh, I remember one time when I was walking through Rohan and'-

Legolas quickly asked a question to try to keep from having to listen to another story about cakes. "Wait a minute, when have you ever been to Rohan?"

Gimli grew angry for asking such a stupid question in the middle of one of his cake stories. "I was there on private business that doesn't concern you Elf!"

"What, the case of who ate your chocolate bar?" Legolas smirked slyly at his comeback.

Gimli rambled on, "Shut up and let Gimli the incredibly hot dwarf finish his story about the cake he stole from an old ladies house!" So as Gimli rambled on the Fellowship drifted off to sleep until dawn broke.

A/N: Sorry for it being so short, but as I said at the beginning, if no one likes it then this story gets junked. I don't want to waste time writing it, if no one likes it. So please review!