A/N: Yes, the last chapter was repulsively short, so I have decided to fromnow on put 2 scenes in every chapter. Oh, and THANK YOU to all you people who have been reviewing! Ciao!

Scene III
Riding along a scenic country road

Aragorn- Yeah, I seem to be spending a lot of time there. It's like, every
time I wake up, I'm in Gondor!

Arwen- Really? How strange!

(Éowyn rides up)

Aragorn (excitedly)- Hi Éowyn!

(Arwen scowls murderously)

Éowyn (smiling flirtatiously)- Hello, Master Aragorn!

Aragorn- Hey, Arwen! Why don't we get married in Edoras instead? That's
such a jolly place!

Arwen (through clenched teeth)- Um, Aragorn, why don't you go get some
water from that well over there?

Aragorn- A well! How convenient!

(Runs off to his conveniently located well)

(Arwen pulls Éowyn off her horse, and pushes her against a tree by her
neck)

Arwen- Listen, pony girl! Don't you even think about it! He is so mine! As a matter of fact, we are going to Gondor right now, to get married! Got
it?

Éowyn- Squeak! Nod!

(Aragorn returns)

Aragorn- That well was so convenient! It just...
(Looks between Arwen and Éowyn)

Aragorn- Uh...Winklehoven?

Arwen (snappishly)- Did you get the water?

(Aragorn hands her a bucket of water)

(She dumps it on Éowyn's head)
Éowyn- Squeak!
(Jumps on horse and rides away)
Aragorn (pouting)- Hey! Does this mean I have to get more? (Arwen glares the glare of a person ready to throw a heavy bucket that once
contained water at her soon-to-be-husband)
Aragorn- Uh oh. Am I in trouble?

Scene IV
Approaching Gondor

Aragorn- Can I have a snack now?

Arwen- No!

Aragorn- Just a little one?

Arwen- No!

Aragorn- pretty please with sugar on top?

Arwen- No!

Aragorn (distracted from his desperate hunger, and now pointing over yonder
hills)- Oh look! Gondor!

Arwen (irritably)- Yay.

(Enter Éomer)

Éomer- Greetings King Aragorn!

(They enter the gates of the city)

Éomer- All hail the King of Gondor!

(Cheering people)

Éomer- I said all hail the King! Not welcome him cheerily!

(Murmurs throughout the crowd, as the people kneel)

Arwen (suddenly happier)- Ooh! I suppose there will be a feast! With
pork! Mmmm...pork.

Aragorn- I made a special request for pork...I think. No! Wait! Yes! Wait!

Arwen (pushing through the crowd)- get me in there and let me at that pork!
Mmmm...pork.