Summary: Ah, the sheer stupidity of it all! *Inhales deeply* So refreshing! What do you get when you mix a crazed fan girl, her equally crazy friends, a bit of milk, some confused yet oddly cooperative fictional characters, and a few random songs? I don't rightly know yet! But I'll eventually figure it out and end this fic! Until then, enjoy!

Disclaimer:

Noodlez: Well, hiya! Welcome to my first Lord of the Rings fic! I don't own any of the LotR characters, though I'd love to. I love them all…MORE THAN ANY OF YOU COULD EVER HOPE TO!

*Points accusing finger, hugs Legolas plushie (thanks a million, Miyako!)*

Any characters you recognize are property of J.R.R. Tolkien, and any characters you don't recognize (unless you've read mine and my friends' previous idiocy…I mean stories) are representations of ourselves! MUAHAHAHAHA!

[A/n: *cackles* Oh what the mindless can create! *Cackles again, lightning flashes in background as a dramatic effect unnecessary to the note* Hah, look at the mess I've made! This whole idea spawned from a very silly pic I saw of Saruman and his very own Mini-Me (Eryn, Duckie, Goose, and Bond, you know the one!). Don't ask how I got this idea from that…it just got the wheels turning, he he! Read on! Thanks!]

Lord of the Rings Karaoke Dance Party

Chapter One: Oh Great Genie of the Moo-juice!

Noodlez (A/n: that's me!) sighed glumly. She had succeeded in what everyone said was impossible, she had melted her three favorite DVDs. The melty goo of what was previously a collection of the Lord of the Rings films resided in a shoebox under Noodlez's bed. She just couldn't bear to part with them, even if she could no longer watch them!

"Stupid computer…melting the Fellowship…" she chucked it out the window, "Stupid DVD player…melting the Two Towers…" she jumped on it, crushing it into oblivion, "Stupid Playstaion 2...melting Return of the King…" she kicked it especially hard, "IT WAS THE EXTENDED VERSION!"

Noodles felt no guilt that she had also ruined all three machines in the process of overheating the movies from over-watching. She sighed heavily again.

"Bored…bored…very very bored…oh the complete and utter boredness…extreme boredom…" as was usually the case when she was forced to go more than four minutes without LotR, "I'm ever so b--"

"Oh would you just shut up?!" came a muffled voice from within the refrigerator.

Noodlez leapt from her seat at the kitchen table and opened the fridge. Seeing no little green men from Mars, she shut it, shrugging, and grabbed a bag of Oreos.

"No, you dimwit! In here!" the voice came again.

Noodlez opened the fridge a second time, "Still no little green men!" she grabbed the milk carton and closed the door.

As she poured herself a glass of milk to go with her Oreos, a tiny purple person tumbled out onto the table and was immediately doused with a good deal of milk, which then splashed all over the table and began to drip onto the floor (for you see, Noodlez is incredibly blonde, and she had forgotten the glass).

"EEP! A little green man!" she shrieked.

"I'm purple, you imbecile!"

"There, there," Noodlez said soothingly, "race does not matter, for we are all equal here on God's green Earth."

The tiny purple person clapped a hand to his forehead, "What a moron…" he muttered, then spoke to Noodlez in ethereal tones, "You have freed me from my entrapment, so therefore; I am forced to grant you three wishes!"

"Ooooooooooooh! When I wish upon a star, makes no difference who y--"

"STOP! Just make the wishes so we can get this over with!"

"Oh! Okay!" Noodlez scrunched her face up in deep concentration, thinking was a difficult and painful taks for her so she did it as little as possible, "I wish my friends were here!"

POOF!

Duckie, Eryn, Bond, and Goose appeared out of virtually nowhere.

"Yay!" Noodlez clapped her hands, then was struck with an idea, "Okay, I wish for the Lord of the Rings characters!"

"All of them?!" squeaked the purple genie.

Noodlez grinned and replied, "No, just a good deal of them!"

POOF!

Frodo, Sam, Pippin, Merry, Gimli, Legolas, Boromir, Aragorn, Gandalf, Saruman, Sauron, Gollum, and Peter Jackson now joined Noodlez and her friends. Noodlez found that her kitchen was becoming quite crowded.

"Hey, he's not a character!" Noodlez said, gesturing to Jackson, "He's the director of the movies!"

"My bad," said the little purple dude, Jackson vanished, "one wish to go."

Noodlez smirked, "A karaoke machine!"

POOF!