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Dramatic music plays as we are back with Cabed Naeramarth who are trying to decipher their half-map. Gollum has somehow acquired the map and is shown squinting at it, under a large oak tree as Elrond contemplates pushing Gimli into the water to rid himself of the ghastly smell. Unfortunately for him, just as he was about to "nudge" Gimli into the water, Gollum figured out the right way and started marching. Well, crawling actually- lets just say he pointed out the way.
With Gollum in the lead, and Gandalf directly behind him to make sure they knew where the little buggar was going- Cabed NaeraMarth was on their way.
Camera shots zoom over to Calmindon who are traveling all the way back to the other side of the island to their camp.
In military style the team marches, Legolas deciphering the map, followed by Galadriel who swaggers like she has just been elected Miss Middle- Earth AGAIN.
Behind Galadriel is a drooling Frodo who happens to be at just the right height to see Galadriel's "perfect picture." About two inches behind Frodo was the notorious Sam, looking as if he was about to tackle anyone who got close to his "Frody."
Merry followed Sam looking frantically around for something to smoke with no result. Saruman traipsed behind Merry with an evil glint in his eye, and another twig twirling in his hands.
Behind Sauruman an oblivious Arwen prances around shouting something about kicking someone else's butt. Eowyn held up the rear creeping around like a bunch of orcs were about to pounce on her.
This goes on for several television seconds before a shifty eyed hobbit finally speaks his rather small and stupid mind.
" Uh, Legolas, sir? When will we be having lunch?" Merry looked around the line of people, who had stopped to pant from over-exercise, to the leader. Legolas gave him a rather twitchy look before saying, quote, "Never".
Finally Calmindon reaches their camp, plush, green, and crawling with squirrels. A leafy-green hut sits in the clearing, obviously their shelter for the duration of the trip. A white flag with the team name flutters in the soft wind while smoke curls from the chimney of the hut lazily.
"Hey, wait a second- someone's in our hut!!!" Eowyn screamed pointing at the chimney. Everyone rushed to the door, opened it and poked their heads into the only room where eight bamboo beds lay. Saruman, Merry and Arwen ran over to the nicely carved table with 8 engraved chairs with names on each. The table is covered in cheerios while the box has an obvious little chew hole in it.
"Dude! Someone totally ate out of my dish!!!" Arwen said rather loud and obnoxiously while pointing to an empty bowl with milk remains.
"My bowl's been snuffed out too!" cried a rather dejected Merry. "But I wonder if they've found the pipe…." As Merry went off in search of a smokable substance, Galadriel picked up the half empty box of cheerios.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth in horror.
"What! Are we under attack? Hit the deck!" Everyone crashed to the floor at Eowyn's words, all except Galadriel who still stood holding the box of cheerios.
"Would you just look at how much fat these things have? My fragile body could never handle this!" she exclaimed, looking as though she were about to faint.
"What are you talking about? There's barely any! No wonder you're annorexic." Saruman eyed Galadriel as though he had just discovered the secret of the universe.
"I think you look great…." Mused Frodo as he looked dreamily at her.
"Well then I guess it's a good thing they cleaned your bowl out too…" said Eowyn peeping up from the floor suspiciously.
"Someone been pouncing about in my bed!" Said Saruman looking about suspiciously for prison guards.
"There's somethin' still sleepin in my bed!" Shouted Merry, pointing at a little lump in the blankets, "and it looks he's found a pipe too!" And indeed, in Merry's bed lay a rather... happy looking squirrel cradling a pipe obviously having just smoked himself silly.
That night Calmindon had themself roasted squirrel, and discovered that Merry's little theif was none other than the Squirrel to rule them all, because he simply refused to cook.
Until next time!
Dramatic music plays as we are back with Cabed Naeramarth who are trying to decipher their half-map. Gollum has somehow acquired the map and is shown squinting at it, under a large oak tree as Elrond contemplates pushing Gimli into the water to rid himself of the ghastly smell. Unfortunately for him, just as he was about to "nudge" Gimli into the water, Gollum figured out the right way and started marching. Well, crawling actually- lets just say he pointed out the way.
With Gollum in the lead, and Gandalf directly behind him to make sure they knew where the little buggar was going- Cabed NaeraMarth was on their way.
Camera shots zoom over to Calmindon who are traveling all the way back to the other side of the island to their camp.
In military style the team marches, Legolas deciphering the map, followed by Galadriel who swaggers like she has just been elected Miss Middle- Earth AGAIN.
Behind Galadriel is a drooling Frodo who happens to be at just the right height to see Galadriel's "perfect picture." About two inches behind Frodo was the notorious Sam, looking as if he was about to tackle anyone who got close to his "Frody."
Merry followed Sam looking frantically around for something to smoke with no result. Saruman traipsed behind Merry with an evil glint in his eye, and another twig twirling in his hands.
Behind Sauruman an oblivious Arwen prances around shouting something about kicking someone else's butt. Eowyn held up the rear creeping around like a bunch of orcs were about to pounce on her.
This goes on for several television seconds before a shifty eyed hobbit finally speaks his rather small and stupid mind.
" Uh, Legolas, sir? When will we be having lunch?" Merry looked around the line of people, who had stopped to pant from over-exercise, to the leader. Legolas gave him a rather twitchy look before saying, quote, "Never".
Finally Calmindon reaches their camp, plush, green, and crawling with squirrels. A leafy-green hut sits in the clearing, obviously their shelter for the duration of the trip. A white flag with the team name flutters in the soft wind while smoke curls from the chimney of the hut lazily.
"Hey, wait a second- someone's in our hut!!!" Eowyn screamed pointing at the chimney. Everyone rushed to the door, opened it and poked their heads into the only room where eight bamboo beds lay. Saruman, Merry and Arwen ran over to the nicely carved table with 8 engraved chairs with names on each. The table is covered in cheerios while the box has an obvious little chew hole in it.
"Dude! Someone totally ate out of my dish!!!" Arwen said rather loud and obnoxiously while pointing to an empty bowl with milk remains.
"My bowl's been snuffed out too!" cried a rather dejected Merry. "But I wonder if they've found the pipe…." As Merry went off in search of a smokable substance, Galadriel picked up the half empty box of cheerios.
"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth in horror.
"What! Are we under attack? Hit the deck!" Everyone crashed to the floor at Eowyn's words, all except Galadriel who still stood holding the box of cheerios.
"Would you just look at how much fat these things have? My fragile body could never handle this!" she exclaimed, looking as though she were about to faint.
"What are you talking about? There's barely any! No wonder you're annorexic." Saruman eyed Galadriel as though he had just discovered the secret of the universe.
"I think you look great…." Mused Frodo as he looked dreamily at her.
"Well then I guess it's a good thing they cleaned your bowl out too…" said Eowyn peeping up from the floor suspiciously.
"Someone been pouncing about in my bed!" Said Saruman looking about suspiciously for prison guards.
"There's somethin' still sleepin in my bed!" Shouted Merry, pointing at a little lump in the blankets, "and it looks he's found a pipe too!" And indeed, in Merry's bed lay a rather... happy looking squirrel cradling a pipe obviously having just smoked himself silly.
That night Calmindon had themself roasted squirrel, and discovered that Merry's little theif was none other than the Squirrel to rule them all, because he simply refused to cook.
Until next time!