Underpants Four- A rather embarrassing situation
GANDALF
AN: What started out as a funny little one shot has snowballed into the monstrosity you see here now. READ WITH CAUTION!
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Gandalf the White walked very calmly and carefully through the beautiful scenery of Rivendell. He was at his most wizardyiest, tromping about with his staff, glaring menacingly at any offending tree frogs. Suddenly, Gandalf came upon a waterfall. Naturally, he decided that now was a good time to take a bath, so he stripped down to his birthday suit and jumped in. The water was cold, poor old Gandalf yelped at the frigid touch of the water but soon became acclimated to it.
Very suddenly, he heard a noise, it was the Dwarf, Gimli.
"Hullo Gandalf! Fancy seeing you here! Mind if I join you?!" the dwarf asked jovially.
"Come on in. The water's bloody freezing, but you might enjoy it."
The dwarf jumped in, axes, chain mail, and all. Gandalf and Gimlikins splashed around for a bit, laughing and playing happily. Unbeknownst to them, someone was watching them from the bushes..
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That person jumped out of the shadowy bushes and grabbed Gandalf's robes.
"HA!!!!! Just as I suspected!!!! NINTENDO BOXER SHORTS!!!!" Eowyn shrieked gleefully.
A very wet Gimli leapt from the pool, wielding what he thought was an axe, but what was in fact, a carp. (The very same carp from every other humor fic I've written) The carp frowned angrily at Gimli, who flung in back into the water where it went to hide behind Gandalf's rather skinny bum. Gimli put up his fists, boxer style.
"Come on! Come on! Fight like a man! Fight like a- Oh wait. Never mind. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH GANDALF'S GREEN MUSHROOM BOXER SHORTS! THOSE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET KNOWN ONLY BY THE FELLOWSHIP!!!! UNHAND THEM!" Gimli shouted.
Eowyn grinned evilly again, waving the boxers just out of Gimli's reach.
"I will relinquish them. But only if you tell me one thing." She said in a low evil voice.
"YES!? SPEAK QUICKLY!"
"What do dwarves wear under their armour?"
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Gimli stared calculatingly at Eowyn. He stroked his beard, glaring thoughtfully at her.
"Alright. Hand over the goods missy." He growled.
She reluctantly relinquished the boxer shorts.
"Tell me. What underwear do the Dwarves wear? Chain mail? Cotton? Silk? I must know the answer to this age old question!" she asked desperately.
Gimli stared at her for a long moment, before drawing himself to his full height and looking her straight in the eye.
"Dwarves don't wear underwear. We're a free-balling sort." He replied proudly.
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Well? Whatcha think. Sorry it took so long to publish this. I just had mouth surgery and have been out for the past week or so. I hope you liked this. It was kinda fun for me. Anywho, ttfn people. Please review! (Little button right down there! Press it! PRESS IT! You know you want to!)
GANDALF
AN: What started out as a funny little one shot has snowballed into the monstrosity you see here now. READ WITH CAUTION!
^%$%^
Gandalf the White walked very calmly and carefully through the beautiful scenery of Rivendell. He was at his most wizardyiest, tromping about with his staff, glaring menacingly at any offending tree frogs. Suddenly, Gandalf came upon a waterfall. Naturally, he decided that now was a good time to take a bath, so he stripped down to his birthday suit and jumped in. The water was cold, poor old Gandalf yelped at the frigid touch of the water but soon became acclimated to it.
Very suddenly, he heard a noise, it was the Dwarf, Gimli.
"Hullo Gandalf! Fancy seeing you here! Mind if I join you?!" the dwarf asked jovially.
"Come on in. The water's bloody freezing, but you might enjoy it."
The dwarf jumped in, axes, chain mail, and all. Gandalf and Gimlikins splashed around for a bit, laughing and playing happily. Unbeknownst to them, someone was watching them from the bushes..
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That person jumped out of the shadowy bushes and grabbed Gandalf's robes.
"HA!!!!! Just as I suspected!!!! NINTENDO BOXER SHORTS!!!!" Eowyn shrieked gleefully.
A very wet Gimli leapt from the pool, wielding what he thought was an axe, but what was in fact, a carp. (The very same carp from every other humor fic I've written) The carp frowned angrily at Gimli, who flung in back into the water where it went to hide behind Gandalf's rather skinny bum. Gimli put up his fists, boxer style.
"Come on! Come on! Fight like a man! Fight like a- Oh wait. Never mind. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH GANDALF'S GREEN MUSHROOM BOXER SHORTS! THOSE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET KNOWN ONLY BY THE FELLOWSHIP!!!! UNHAND THEM!" Gimli shouted.
Eowyn grinned evilly again, waving the boxers just out of Gimli's reach.
"I will relinquish them. But only if you tell me one thing." She said in a low evil voice.
"YES!? SPEAK QUICKLY!"
"What do dwarves wear under their armour?"
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Gimli stared calculatingly at Eowyn. He stroked his beard, glaring thoughtfully at her.
"Alright. Hand over the goods missy." He growled.
She reluctantly relinquished the boxer shorts.
"Tell me. What underwear do the Dwarves wear? Chain mail? Cotton? Silk? I must know the answer to this age old question!" she asked desperately.
Gimli stared at her for a long moment, before drawing himself to his full height and looking her straight in the eye.
"Dwarves don't wear underwear. We're a free-balling sort." He replied proudly.
&^%$%^
Well? Whatcha think. Sorry it took so long to publish this. I just had mouth surgery and have been out for the past week or so. I hope you liked this. It was kinda fun for me. Anywho, ttfn people. Please review! (Little button right down there! Press it! PRESS IT! You know you want to!)