A/N: Well, it's more of the crazy contest! Yay! Look, no more dancers for Legolas. Sorry, I have found one already. I need people to dance with Barret Bonden and Norrington! If you don't the next singing chapter will not ever come! Remember, Barret is Billy Boyd!! So, yeah! Please!! Otherwise, I can't write the next chap.!
We see a red screen. Suddenly, a big white E in a circle appears.
"Welcome to Entertainment Middle Earth. I'm your host, Savannah Stormweather. Fans are flocking to Minas Tirith for a highly unusual contest. It seems that the two brothers, Boromir and Faramir, have decided to hold a singing contest. Katie McKartney went to find out more." Says Savannah Stormweather, Anchor Elf.
"Thank you, Savannah. I'm here in Minas Tirith. Fans from all over have flocked here. Some of the more famous guests include King Aragorn of Gondor, and King Eomer of Rohan. S..." Says Katie.
"WAIT!! This is, like, when Boromir and Faramir are alive! Therefore, Aragorn and Eomer are not kings." Says a guy in a blue leisure suit.
"Er, ok then. So, anyway, here are the tons of fan girls, all waltzing around in hopes to catch a glimpse of their hero. Little do they know that none except the accepted few are going to be let inside the palace." Says Katie.
We see a shot of some crazed fan girls looking around, hoping to glimpse Faramir, then they see Aragorn and all chase after him.
"AIII!!" Aragorn screams, the runs down as a mob of fan girls chase after him.
Eomer stands there and laughs like a maniac.
Some Eomer fan girls run after him, and mass chaos ensues on the seventh level.
Meanwhile, in the palace...
"What are you smirking about?" Boromir asks, as Faramir looks around happily.
"Oh. Nothing." Faramir says.
"Have it your way, then." Says Boromir, walking out.
"FARAMIR!!!" Denethor yells.
"Dang."
Faramir walks down the halls, his footsteps ringing.
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS??" Screams Denethor, throwing Faramir a magazine.
The title of the major article says, "My Dad's a Pyromaniac: How I Cope with It and My Horrid Life Story."
"Oh. They printed that already?" Faramir asks sheepishly.
"What the hell do you mean by it??" Denethor asks, tossing a vase at Faramir. He is munching on a family feast pizza, large enough for 20 people.
"What do you mean?" Faramir asks.
"Are you trying to get me carted to prison?" Denethor asks.
"Maybe." Faramir mutters.
"WHAT??"
"No, Father."
"Good. Now, what's the matter with you? Someone start singing!!"
"Why?
"Because I like when people sing."
"Hey, ain't that a pizza for 20 people?"
"Yeah."
"Why are you eating it?"
"Because I'm hungry, damnit!"
"I need to wait for...uh...more people." Faramir says.
"Fine."
"Thanks, Father."
"What do you need more people for?"
"Uh...a special part in my song!!" Faramir says and runs out of the hall.
A/N: Hurry and review! Remember, people, Barret Bonden and Norrington. No more Legolas! Please!! Review with who wants to dance with Barret and Norrington!! Please! Otherwise the next chapter will never come!! And that's sad.