A/N: Well, here I am with yet another story...this time a one-shot. Ooh.. it really has no point at all, but its funny so I suggest you read it. Well if you're here already then I suppose you're here to read it so then go ahead and read it...rambling...
Disclaimer: hyper squirrel: I do not own lotr, though I wish I did. Some crazy lawyer: I am suing you for using LOTR! Hyper squirrel: but wait, I just said I'm only using it, borrowing. I DON'T OWN IT!!! (starts to cry; looks at Some crazy lawyer with puppy dog eyes) Some crazy lawyer: ok, I'll let you off this time...CONSIDER THIS A WARNING! Hyper squirrel: A warning? Ooh I think I'm gonna faint...
Okee doke jist read the story k?
Legolas & Gimli in the Paths of the Dead By hyper squirrel
One day, Gimli and Legolas were in the Paths of the Dead. (don't ask me why; that's just how the story goes; and there would be no plot if they weren't there. Mind you, there isn't really a plot anyways...rambling) An army of Dead People came walking towards them, seemingly oblivious to their presence.
"Gimli?" said Legolas.
"Uh huh?" Gimli replied.
"I see dead people," Legolas whispered.
Pause.
"Leggy?"
"Uh huh?"
"I see Elvis."
Sure enough, a man in a sparkly white suit with Elvis hair (because he is Elvis, duh) was strutting along a catwalk, saying, "I'm the king, baby," every so often. A group of fat old broads were watching him in awe. He winked at them. They giggled like schoolgirls and fell over.
MEANWHILE...
The King of the Dead turned to the dead guy next to him, and said, "Bob?"
"Uh huh?"
"I see live people."
Pause.
"Me too."
At that moment, Gimli, Legolas, and the army of dead guys started to scream. Elvis started screaming too. So then the fat broads started to scream as well. All you could hear was screaming.
Still screaming, they all turned and ran.
THE END.
A/N: pointless eh? Well, that was the whole point....
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