BwubwubwuBWUUUUUUU!!!! -----Trumpet-sound-imitation (note on this: if
you've seen the cast commentary for the Fellowship of the Ring extended
edition, this is what Elijah Wood does at the very beginning of the second
disc. Elijah: "BwubwubwuBWUUUU!!! Welcome back." Orlando (I think):
"Welcome to the second disc.")
Here's the Fifth chapter! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! INSANITY AND RANDOMNESS SHALL
RULE ALL!!!!!!!!
*hem*....Anyway, here you go! Aren't you so proud of me? So many chapters
so quickly! I've been writing it during school....one disadvantage: must
make many copies of story, as teachers do not appreciate my creative
expressions a.k.a. my fanfictions, and keep taking my notebooks!!! GAH!!!!
EVIL TEACHERS!!!!!!!!!
One more note...If you like this story, please read my other story, When
Rowan and Thira Joined the Fellowship. It is NOT a Mary-Sue, despite its
Mary-Sue-ish title. It's slightly less insane than this story (seeing as it
has a definite plotline), but it is still pretty funny (Example of my
Randomness: a moth - Rowan's pet – randomly flies down Frodo's shirt.) If
you read it, please review, as I am getting discouraged by my lack of
reviews on that story, and I shan't continue unless I get more reviews! I
SHALL consider this in whether or not I add you into this story! (Yes, I am
evil...)
Enjoy, and sorry about my ramblings! Hehehe.... ^ . ^;;
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As Merry and Pippin drank more and more wine and got more and more drunk, a Pippin fangirl named Breon Briarwood watched them from behind a tree.
As Pippin finished the last of the wine, Merry frowned. "That's *HIC* all?" He took the bottle from Pippin and looked inside. It was completely empty.
"Do you know where the elves keep their wine?" Merry asked Pippin, who shrugged in reply, hiccuping at the same time.
Seeing this as her cue, Breon Briarwood came out from behind the tree, a bottle of rum in her hand.
"I don't have wine, but I have rum," she said.
"Can we *HIC* have some?"
Breon Briarwood grinned. "Sure. I've already had a quarter of the bottle, so you can split the rest with me."
Thus, another fangirl entered the scene, and assisted in getting Merry, Pippin, and herself drunk via many, many bottles of rum.
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As Merry finished off the last of Breon Briarwood's rum, Breon Briarwood eyed Pippin, a plan already forming in her drunken mind.
"Do you have any more *HIC* rum?" asked Merry, throwing the empty bottle into a large pile of empty rum bottles that was forming by Merry's, Pippin's, and Breon Briarwood's feet.
"Nope, *HIC*, sorry," the drunken fangirl replied. "The rum's all *HIC* gone."
"But why *HIC* is the *HIC* rum gone?" asked a drunken Pippin, unknowingly quoting Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribean.
"We drank it all," replied Breon Briarwood.
They were all silent for a while, until finally Merry asked, "What do we *HIC* do now?"
Breon Briarwood shrugged, but Pippin looked as if he had an idea. "I know! Let's *HIC* ask the Magic Conch!" he said, pulling out a conch shell from out of his pocket.
"Where did you get that?" Merry asked.
"From a sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea!" Pippin replied.
"Who in their right minds would live under the sea in a pineapple?"
Breon Briarwood, Merry, and Pippin were all extremely shocked when out of nowhere, they heard children's voices yelling, "SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!!!"
Recovering quickly, they simply shrugged, and Pippin asked the conch shell, "O Magic Conch shell, what should we do now?"
"Nooooothing," the conch shell replied.
So Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood sat and did "nooooothing" until Frodo and Sam found them several hours later.
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Just a reminder... if you want to be in this fanfiction, please tell me who you are a fan of and whether you are a boy or a girl. (In case you are wondering, Rachel is based on me, and Mark is based on one of my Lord-of- the-Rings-obsessed friends, who I am eternally grateful for because he got me a Lord of the Rings ring!) Tune in next time, same random time, same random channel! *puts on her Ring and disappears, to the amazement of all*
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As Merry and Pippin drank more and more wine and got more and more drunk, a Pippin fangirl named Breon Briarwood watched them from behind a tree.
As Pippin finished the last of the wine, Merry frowned. "That's *HIC* all?" He took the bottle from Pippin and looked inside. It was completely empty.
"Do you know where the elves keep their wine?" Merry asked Pippin, who shrugged in reply, hiccuping at the same time.
Seeing this as her cue, Breon Briarwood came out from behind the tree, a bottle of rum in her hand.
"I don't have wine, but I have rum," she said.
"Can we *HIC* have some?"
Breon Briarwood grinned. "Sure. I've already had a quarter of the bottle, so you can split the rest with me."
Thus, another fangirl entered the scene, and assisted in getting Merry, Pippin, and herself drunk via many, many bottles of rum.
*********
As Merry finished off the last of Breon Briarwood's rum, Breon Briarwood eyed Pippin, a plan already forming in her drunken mind.
"Do you have any more *HIC* rum?" asked Merry, throwing the empty bottle into a large pile of empty rum bottles that was forming by Merry's, Pippin's, and Breon Briarwood's feet.
"Nope, *HIC*, sorry," the drunken fangirl replied. "The rum's all *HIC* gone."
"But why *HIC* is the *HIC* rum gone?" asked a drunken Pippin, unknowingly quoting Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribean.
"We drank it all," replied Breon Briarwood.
They were all silent for a while, until finally Merry asked, "What do we *HIC* do now?"
Breon Briarwood shrugged, but Pippin looked as if he had an idea. "I know! Let's *HIC* ask the Magic Conch!" he said, pulling out a conch shell from out of his pocket.
"Where did you get that?" Merry asked.
"From a sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea!" Pippin replied.
"Who in their right minds would live under the sea in a pineapple?"
Breon Briarwood, Merry, and Pippin were all extremely shocked when out of nowhere, they heard children's voices yelling, "SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!!!!"
Recovering quickly, they simply shrugged, and Pippin asked the conch shell, "O Magic Conch shell, what should we do now?"
"Nooooothing," the conch shell replied.
So Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood sat and did "nooooothing" until Frodo and Sam found them several hours later.
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Just a reminder... if you want to be in this fanfiction, please tell me who you are a fan of and whether you are a boy or a girl. (In case you are wondering, Rachel is based on me, and Mark is based on one of my Lord-of- the-Rings-obsessed friends, who I am eternally grateful for because he got me a Lord of the Rings ring!) Tune in next time, same random time, same random channel! *puts on her Ring and disappears, to the amazement of all*