Arggh! I feel sooo stupid!!!! *author whacks herself on the head* I
wrote this last weekend and put it through the document manager thing, but
I forgot to actually post it! I went to check my reviews today and I had
none for chapter two and I thought that no one reviewed it until I noticed
that I had only one chapter posted! That's got to be one of my biggest
blonde moments yet. (no offense to any blondes, I am one!) Anyway, I would
first like to say thank you to all of my reviewers, but I'm curious
MyOwnLittleWorld, how did you possibly manage to get trapped in Wal-Mart???
I guess that makes a pretty interesting story...
OK, enough of my babbling, here's chapter two of
Trapped in Wal-Mart
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings or Wal-Mart. In fact, I don't even own the joke Pippin tells. I read that on a string cheese wrapper. I think I might own some string cheese though. I should go check. Anyway...
When they finally got to the doors, the Fellowship and friends were barely recognizable; they were covered in so much snow.
"Small flurries my beard," snorted Gimli, who looked like a giant snowball, "That's the last time I listen to THAT weatherman!"
"OK everyone, I'm off to the electronics section," Gandalf said, and with that he was gone.
"Eowyn and I are going to the clothing department!" Arwen announced.
"I'm gonna be at the food!"
"Me too!"
One by one the friends departed to different places of the store. It turned out like this: Gandalf, of course, was at the electronics trying to find his polka CD. Frodo and Sam were in the food department. Faramir and Aragorn had been dragged by their wives to the clothes to give their opinion on the outfits Arwen and Eowyn try on and answer questions like "Does this make my butt look big?" and "Do I look fat in this?" Boromir was with Gimli looking at Gameboy games and Merry and Pippin were annoying Legolas, who, having nothing better to do, was browsing the DVDs.
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"Faramir, honey, which dress looks better on me?" Eowyn asked, holding up two dresses.
"Uhh...I like the first one, I guess." Truth was Faramir didn't think either one was very flattering, but he wasn't about to tell his wife that.
Eowyn gave him a sharp look before saying "You're just picking a random one, aren't you? Don't you give me that look, I can tell. I guess I had better go consult Arwen, who actually has some fashion sense!" She stomped back into the dressing room.
The two men watched her go.
"How does she do that?" Faramir asked in wonder.
"Females," Aragorn said, "You just can't beat 'em."
"Ain't that the truth."
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"Hey Legolas, why was the elf depressed?" Merry asked.
"Because he had two little halflings following him around talking constantly," Legolas muttered under his breath. The two hobbits had been annoying him with lame jokes. He was about to snap. It was bad enough to be in a store he hated without being followed.
"Give up?" Pippin asked excitedly, "Because he had low elf-esteem! Get it? Low ELF-esteem!"
Legolas groaned.
"Hey here's another. Why did the-"All of the sudden, it was silent. Legolas turned around to see if the hobbits were all right.
Merry and Pippin were looking in awe at a movie. Pippin cautiously extended his hand and grabbed Monty Python and the Holy Grail Special Edition DVD.
"The most brilliant move ever," Merry whispered.
Then, without warning, the cousins started shouting.
"Hey Legolas, can we get it?"
"Can we? Can we?"
"Oh pleeeeeaaaase!"
They were climbing all over the distraught elf, tugging on his tunic, hair, anything they could get their hands on.
"Be quite! Get off of me!" Legolas looked down at the DVD they had shoved in his hand. "No way we're going to get this!" he exclaimed. "This movie is the stupidest, dumbest, most idiototic thing-"
Boromir came up behind Legolas. "Hey, what's up?" He spots the DVD in Legolas's hand. "Whoa, is that Monty Python and the Holy Grail Special Edition DVD? I love that movie! Can we get it Legolas? Please? Pretty please with sugar on top? Huh? Can we?"
Legolas just sighed.
A/N: Now I know why I probably forgot to post this: last Friday was Friday the 13! And I thought nothing unlucky had happened that day! Oh well, sorry about the wait and this time I will make sure this is done right so you can read it!
OK, enough of my babbling, here's chapter two of
Trapped in Wal-Mart
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings or Wal-Mart. In fact, I don't even own the joke Pippin tells. I read that on a string cheese wrapper. I think I might own some string cheese though. I should go check. Anyway...
When they finally got to the doors, the Fellowship and friends were barely recognizable; they were covered in so much snow.
"Small flurries my beard," snorted Gimli, who looked like a giant snowball, "That's the last time I listen to THAT weatherman!"
"OK everyone, I'm off to the electronics section," Gandalf said, and with that he was gone.
"Eowyn and I are going to the clothing department!" Arwen announced.
"I'm gonna be at the food!"
"Me too!"
One by one the friends departed to different places of the store. It turned out like this: Gandalf, of course, was at the electronics trying to find his polka CD. Frodo and Sam were in the food department. Faramir and Aragorn had been dragged by their wives to the clothes to give their opinion on the outfits Arwen and Eowyn try on and answer questions like "Does this make my butt look big?" and "Do I look fat in this?" Boromir was with Gimli looking at Gameboy games and Merry and Pippin were annoying Legolas, who, having nothing better to do, was browsing the DVDs.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Faramir, honey, which dress looks better on me?" Eowyn asked, holding up two dresses.
"Uhh...I like the first one, I guess." Truth was Faramir didn't think either one was very flattering, but he wasn't about to tell his wife that.
Eowyn gave him a sharp look before saying "You're just picking a random one, aren't you? Don't you give me that look, I can tell. I guess I had better go consult Arwen, who actually has some fashion sense!" She stomped back into the dressing room.
The two men watched her go.
"How does she do that?" Faramir asked in wonder.
"Females," Aragorn said, "You just can't beat 'em."
"Ain't that the truth."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hey Legolas, why was the elf depressed?" Merry asked.
"Because he had two little halflings following him around talking constantly," Legolas muttered under his breath. The two hobbits had been annoying him with lame jokes. He was about to snap. It was bad enough to be in a store he hated without being followed.
"Give up?" Pippin asked excitedly, "Because he had low elf-esteem! Get it? Low ELF-esteem!"
Legolas groaned.
"Hey here's another. Why did the-"All of the sudden, it was silent. Legolas turned around to see if the hobbits were all right.
Merry and Pippin were looking in awe at a movie. Pippin cautiously extended his hand and grabbed Monty Python and the Holy Grail Special Edition DVD.
"The most brilliant move ever," Merry whispered.
Then, without warning, the cousins started shouting.
"Hey Legolas, can we get it?"
"Can we? Can we?"
"Oh pleeeeeaaaase!"
They were climbing all over the distraught elf, tugging on his tunic, hair, anything they could get their hands on.
"Be quite! Get off of me!" Legolas looked down at the DVD they had shoved in his hand. "No way we're going to get this!" he exclaimed. "This movie is the stupidest, dumbest, most idiototic thing-"
Boromir came up behind Legolas. "Hey, what's up?" He spots the DVD in Legolas's hand. "Whoa, is that Monty Python and the Holy Grail Special Edition DVD? I love that movie! Can we get it Legolas? Please? Pretty please with sugar on top? Huh? Can we?"
Legolas just sighed.
A/N: Now I know why I probably forgot to post this: last Friday was Friday the 13! And I thought nothing unlucky had happened that day! Oh well, sorry about the wait and this time I will make sure this is done right so you can read it!