A/N: . Boromir will now sing a song. Uh, there have been complaints about the last chapter, sorry, I couldn't resist putting Denethor in a pink robe; it was too good to miss. Uh, I live for death threats; they make my day! Yay for death threats!!
"BOROMIR!!! Get on that freakin' stage and singe your damn song!" screams Denethor.
"ALRIGHT!!!" Boromir yells, right into the microphone so that everyone in Minas Tirith Hears it.
"Yeah, you bastard, sing!" screams Norrington. He really has anger!
"Alright! I'm gonna sing 'Runaway' by Bon Jovi" Boromir says.
"On the streets were you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint
A touch of sable in their eyes
All your like, all your life
All you've asked when's your daddy gonna talk to you
She was living in another world
Tryin' to get her message through
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going round your head
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those thing he couldn't say
Ooh, she's a little runaway
A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind
I see your out on the streets
Coming for a wild time
So you sit at home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do
There's only pictures hung in the shadows
Left there to look at you
You know she like the lights at night on the neon Broadway signs
She don't really mind
It's only love she hopes to fins
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say.
Ooh, she's a little runaway
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going round your head
Ooh, she's a little runaway,
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
Now she works the night away."
Some people have stopped outside the palace, looking at the people inside like they're crazy. They are, probably.
"Yay! Good, son! 10 for 10!" Denethor screams
"7 for 10." ––Legolas
"6 for 10."—Barret Bonden
"3 for 10." ––Norrington
"Uh, thanks." Boromir says.
Faramir shakes his head and goes to his room, where he throws darts at a life-size cardboard cutout of Boromir. He sticks pins in the little Boromir Voodoo doll. He cuts the head off a Boromir I'm Cool! Doll. He sticks three arrows—one in his heart, one in his stomach, and one in his side—in the Boromir Battle Heroes! Series Doll. Angry, isn't he?
A/N: My loyal reviewers, Breck and PopcornLeader, are going to be honored in the next chapter. And, because I have this idea in my head, I will need people who are willing to dance with Norrington, Barret Bonden, Merry, Legolas, and (if someone wants to) Denethor. If you haven't guessed, there will be some dancing in the next chap. Faramir, Boromir, and Pippin are taken, so don't ask about them. So, I need 5 people willing to dance with the above list that's underlined before I can write the next chapter. Send in your reviews!!!! I love making Norrington the angry dude that swears at everyone! It's so fun!! If you volunteer to dance with Denethor, you will be added to my list of heroes, because I'd never do that!
"BOROMIR!!! Get on that freakin' stage and singe your damn song!" screams Denethor.
"ALRIGHT!!!" Boromir yells, right into the microphone so that everyone in Minas Tirith Hears it.
"Yeah, you bastard, sing!" screams Norrington. He really has anger!
"Alright! I'm gonna sing 'Runaway' by Bon Jovi" Boromir says.
"On the streets were you live girls talk about their social lives
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint
A touch of sable in their eyes
All your like, all your life
All you've asked when's your daddy gonna talk to you
She was living in another world
Tryin' to get her message through
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going round your head
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those thing he couldn't say
Ooh, she's a little runaway
A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind
I see your out on the streets
Coming for a wild time
So you sit at home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do
There's only pictures hung in the shadows
Left there to look at you
You know she like the lights at night on the neon Broadway signs
She don't really mind
It's only love she hopes to fins
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say.
Ooh, she's a little runaway
No one heard a single word you said
They should have seen it in your eyes
What was going round your head
Ooh, she's a little runaway,
Daddy's girl learned fast
All those things he couldn't say
Ooh, she's a little runaway
Daddy's girl learned fast
Now she works the night away."
Some people have stopped outside the palace, looking at the people inside like they're crazy. They are, probably.
"Yay! Good, son! 10 for 10!" Denethor screams
"7 for 10." ––Legolas
"6 for 10."—Barret Bonden
"3 for 10." ––Norrington
"Uh, thanks." Boromir says.
Faramir shakes his head and goes to his room, where he throws darts at a life-size cardboard cutout of Boromir. He sticks pins in the little Boromir Voodoo doll. He cuts the head off a Boromir I'm Cool! Doll. He sticks three arrows—one in his heart, one in his stomach, and one in his side—in the Boromir Battle Heroes! Series Doll. Angry, isn't he?
A/N: My loyal reviewers, Breck and PopcornLeader, are going to be honored in the next chapter. And, because I have this idea in my head, I will need people who are willing to dance with Norrington, Barret Bonden, Merry, Legolas, and (if someone wants to) Denethor. If you haven't guessed, there will be some dancing in the next chap. Faramir, Boromir, and Pippin are taken, so don't ask about them. So, I need 5 people willing to dance with the above list that's underlined before I can write the next chapter. Send in your reviews!!!! I love making Norrington the angry dude that swears at everyone! It's so fun!! If you volunteer to dance with Denethor, you will be added to my list of heroes, because I'd never do that!