Okay everybody, here's the sixth chapter!! It's very random... ^ . ^ Hope
you like it!
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"What are you doing?" asked Frodo when they found Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood.
"Nooooothing," Merry replied.
"HOLA PESCARDOS!" Pippin yelled. He then ran head-on into a tree.
"Um, Pippin?"
"Sí?"
"...Are you drunk?"
Pippin hiccuped in response, as Merry and Breon Briarwood began singing, "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedle-dee-dee, here they are a-standing in a row..." and forcing Frodo and Sam to dance.
"Oh brother..." Frodo muttered, causing a random girl who shall now be known as Ali to jump out from behind a bush and say in one breath, "...and a half and a quvarter and a nickel and a penny and a peso and a yen and a lira and a half of a lira and a quvarter of a lira and a nickel of a lira and a penny of a lira and a peso of a lira and a yen of a lira and a lira of a lira of a lira until the end of time when all the television shows were cancelled and there were no more Toaster Strudels and no more randomness and no more insanity and no more Elijah Wood and no more Orlando Bloom and everyone died and went to the emu morgues the end (Bob)."
Everyone just stared, and the girl vanished with a puff of pink smoke.
"Okay...that was...odd," said Frodo curiously as he watched the pink smoke fade into nothingness. Suddenly the totally unexpected happened: Frodo saw a blur rushing towards him, and a few seconds later he found himself on the ground, a strange girl smiling at him from where she was sitting on top of him.
"Hi, Frodo!" she said cheerfully. "I'm Calenor!" She then attacked him with many, many kisses, leaving pink, sparkly lip gloss marks all over his face.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, wielding his frying pan. "Stop that!" When she didn't stop, Sam whacked her on the head with his frying pan, causing her to Frodo-Scream and turn into a biscuit. With butter.
"How did you do that?" Frodo asked, edging away from the biscuit named Calenor.
Sam just shrugged, as the drunken Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood attempted to have a three-person staring contest.
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"What are you doing?" asked Frodo when they found Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood.
"Nooooothing," Merry replied.
"HOLA PESCARDOS!" Pippin yelled. He then ran head-on into a tree.
"Um, Pippin?"
"Sí?"
"...Are you drunk?"
Pippin hiccuped in response, as Merry and Breon Briarwood began singing, "I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedle-dee-dee, here they are a-standing in a row..." and forcing Frodo and Sam to dance.
"Oh brother..." Frodo muttered, causing a random girl who shall now be known as Ali to jump out from behind a bush and say in one breath, "...and a half and a quvarter and a nickel and a penny and a peso and a yen and a lira and a half of a lira and a quvarter of a lira and a nickel of a lira and a penny of a lira and a peso of a lira and a yen of a lira and a lira of a lira of a lira until the end of time when all the television shows were cancelled and there were no more Toaster Strudels and no more randomness and no more insanity and no more Elijah Wood and no more Orlando Bloom and everyone died and went to the emu morgues the end (Bob)."
Everyone just stared, and the girl vanished with a puff of pink smoke.
"Okay...that was...odd," said Frodo curiously as he watched the pink smoke fade into nothingness. Suddenly the totally unexpected happened: Frodo saw a blur rushing towards him, and a few seconds later he found himself on the ground, a strange girl smiling at him from where she was sitting on top of him.
"Hi, Frodo!" she said cheerfully. "I'm Calenor!" She then attacked him with many, many kisses, leaving pink, sparkly lip gloss marks all over his face.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, wielding his frying pan. "Stop that!" When she didn't stop, Sam whacked her on the head with his frying pan, causing her to Frodo-Scream and turn into a biscuit. With butter.
"How did you do that?" Frodo asked, edging away from the biscuit named Calenor.
Sam just shrugged, as the drunken Merry, Pippin, and Breon Briarwood attempted to have a three-person staring contest.