A/N: Yay! A trip soon.

Chap. 4

Eowyn ran into the room with her finger extended, ready for poking Aragorn's eye. -poke poke- "How old are you?" she said gleefully. "No! My eye! My beautiful eye" Aragorn was rolling on the ground in pain covering his eye with Tuxxy's cape. Eowyn was angry now "Answer me" she screamed dancing around. The rising cape. "Leave him alone you blond-haired-elf-girl- wanna-be man." Olga shouted hoppily. Eowyn gasped, "my secret identity has been revealed. I must run into the mountains now and regroup with my tribe of she-boys." At that time Harry opened the broom closet. He looked confused. Hissing could be heard from inside it. " The light. It burns!" "Patience my love." Ron said to the being inside the mysterious closet. Or not. Ron rushed inside the closet and grabbed a broom as the being made profane comments. "Jin! My best friend!" squealed Olga while doing black magic in attempt to bring Haldir back from the dead. Haldir didn't respond. Olga became angry and hit him over the head with Ron's broom. "Fool!!" she yelled as she grabbed him by the leg (olas) and began to stroke it. Suddenly he started to speak. "Go away, I'm sleeping!" said the not so dead Haldir. "And don't touch my leg (olas) like that." " But I love thee don't reject my love, my love" Draco interrupted their heartfelt conversation with a splinter thrown at Haldir's leg (olas). "I will always love you and your leg stroking ways, my love!" he said vaguely. He then proceeded to eat one of haldir's arrows. "Mmm. Elvish.." he muttered. Haldir staggered to his feet. " I cannot love you, Olga!" He said. "For my love belongs to another" Olga yelled in frustration. "I hope this another is one of my personalities of which there are many!" she said in a calculating voice as she grinned in a disturbing way and compulsively stroked haldir's leg (olas). Suddenly she started crying "Master Chief. I miss you" Draco fell to his knees in front of her. "Is there anything I can do to ease your pain?" Olga looked at his sad pathetic face. "Let go of my leg you greasy haired grease boy bandit" Draco looked shocked "Bandit? Me?" "That's right " Jin yelled as she crawled out of the closet "You stole my closet full of naked men! There is no mercy for you" She started forward as if to attack him but then stopped "I have no wish to touch your greasy, greasy body " Draco smiled at Jin in a twisted attempt to look good (he failed horribly). He ran a hand through his hair . it cam away coated with grease. "I am greasy, aren't I!" he said happily and started to tap dance around Jin. As he danced, he sung, "Oh, my grease! Never leave me alooone!"
Jin looked disgusted. "You are a dirty, dirty person." She declared and began to loudly hum (to back out Draco's joyful song.)
Legolas's ears perked up. "I sense and old and dirty man in the north!" he muttered to himself. Immediately, he started off towards Aragorn, who was now peeking out from underneath Tuxxy's cape. Legolas bent down and whispered, "My old and unclean friend, I sensed your presence. Come, let us journey to the mountains and join Eowyn's she boy tribe. I sense we will be accepted, as we are both quite womanly. " Legolas stood up and struck a very Master Chiefy pose. Quietly they snuck off in the direction of the mountains. Meanwhile, Olga seemed distressed. She was apparently unable to stop petting Haldir's leg. Finally he sat up, mumbling, "I sense anger and dancing grease in the west." For a minute. Olga forgot she was talking to one of her one true loves. "Oh, that's just Jin and Draco." Insanity kicked in. "Oh, Haldir!" she cried, "You liiiiive! She grabbed a hunk of the door Draco had been eating and gave it to him." Oh, Haldir! No one can eat wood like you can!"