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Chapter 4
Frodo Baggboy
walked through Mordor searching for Sam, his...friend.
Of course they were only...friends. It should be obvious to anyone who has read
the books and watched the movie and bought the merchandise that the only love
triangle in this tangled plot was between the elf, the dwarf, and the wizard, Sauroman. He staggered towards the bloody, mangled bunch of
robe that might have once been Sam. Tears forming in his eyes, he looked
skyward and saw...
a house, flying over Mordor.
"Wow, that was random." Said Frodo.
"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." Replied Dorothy.
Frodo examined the airborne house. It would have to do,
the paramedics wouldn't be here for another half hour. He turned to ask Dorothy
if he could hitch a ride, but she was already running away, followed by a
scarecrow, a tinman, and a lion.
"Wow, that was random." Repeated
Frodo.
So he threw what was left of Sam over his shoulder in a ...friendly fashion and
jumped onboard.
*Back At Hogwarts*
Sirius Idunno Black was sitting under a
beech tree watching a flying house crash on the front lawn of Hogwarts.
"Wow, that was random." Said Sirius Idunno Black.
A now bloodied Frodo climbed out of the rubbish that was once Dorothys house. And
carried Sam over in a...friendly sort of way to the beech tree.
"Is this the Red Cross?" Asked Frodo
"No." said RemUs in a standoffish way.
"This is Hogwarts, school of beauty and hairdressing...would you er- like a free pedicure?" Peterrrrrrr
asked, looking doubtfully at Frodo's hairy feet.
Jam(es) glared at Peterrrrrr. In the time it took Peterrrrr
to gape and answer Frodo, he had forgotten to marvel at Jam and his marvelous
snitch. Jam was a very depressed person already. He was also a pyromaniac.
"Um...okay." Said Frodo forgetting his...friend Sam. Sam let out a piteous moan
and continued to bleed.
"He looks like he needs a hair job. Want one...whats
your name?" Asked RemUs
"That's my...friend Sam. And I'm Mr. UnderhillBilly."
"Your...friend, riiiiight"
said RemUs waggling his eyebrows.
He wheeled over 2 barber chairs. "Please sit down."
Disclaimer: We don't own Sirius Idunno Black, RemUs, Ilikechocolate, Peterrrrrr, Jam, Frodo and his...friend Sam, youaren'treadingthisanyway, or Dorothy, the scarecrow, the tinman, or the lion. We do own the Friendly Frog From Hell.
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