Title: There were Seven

Summary: It's a guy's only camping "just for fun" trip. They may be trained and specialized warriors and trackers but when it comes to just trying to hang with the guys, they fail. See what kind of antics they can get into and see if they can come out alive and in one piece.

Genre: Humor, drama, and a bit of suspense. We'll call it a dark comedy.

Rating: "R", I just can't help myself sometimes.

Disclaimer: I own myself in this world and that's about it, possibly I don't even own myself. Sad.

Archive: Ask me please!

Warnings: It's drama with a bit of humor, we'll call them comic relief moments but I can't help but be dramatic a little. Everyone is a little out of character, or at least they are just my perception of their characters.

"Camping? You want us to go camping?" Faramir looked at his brother in disbelief.

"Yes, what's wrong with that?" Boromir asked.

"Do you remember the last time we went camping, just for the fun of it? Apparently not." Faramir shook his head, he remembered, oh he remembered all too well.

Insert Flashback Here

"PUT IT OUT!! PUT IT OUT!!" Aragorn ran, screaming, from the fire that was quickly building to magnificent proportions from their once small insufficient campfire. That was all until Legolas dropped his favorite tunic on it...

"AAAAIIIEEEEE!" Eomer, after successfully burning his rear finally doused the fire and managed to salvage from the flames only Legolas's prized bow.

"Uh, my boots." Boromir frowned.

"Gone now." Eomer so kindly pointed out.

"Thanks." Boromir glared at the marshal.

End Flashback Now

"That was just one little incident." Boromir rolled his eyes, his brother was such a pansy.

"One little incident? Do you have no memory? I could go one all day about the horrible things that happened on that trip, the bee attacks, you loosing all our food, Boromir nearly beheading Legolas when he fell off that tree, that same tree that fell on Eomer in the middle of night, the-"

"Okay, stop. Be a man about it. It was a learning experience." Boromir tried to insist.

"All right, all right, I'll go." Faramir gave in, knowing there was no other way out of this.

"Camping?" Eowyn looked at her brother, "Is that really a good idea?"

"Of course it is." Eomer nodded.

"You do remember last time don't you?" Eowyn questioned, almost exactly as Faramir was doing with his brother at the same time.

"Yes, and it couldn't possibly be worse than that. We're older now, more mature and ready to face the challenges this time." Eomer informed his sister.

"You've grown that much since last year?" Eowyn gave her brother a look that told him he wasn't fooling anyone here.

"Well, we'll just see what happens." Eomer retorted.

"You're what?" Elrond asked.

"Camping with Aragorn." Elladan and Elrohir smiled hopefully.

"I heard the stories about the last time those five fools got together to camp 'just for fun', I don't think it's a good idea." Elrond shook his head.

"Are you really going to stop us from going?" Elrohir asked.

"You're old enough to what is good for you. I trust you'll make the right decisions." Elrond shook his head.

"All right, let's go pack!" Elladan smiled and headed out, closely followed by Elrohir.

"Oh no." Elrond put his head in his hands at least let one of the three come back in one piece.

"So, we're all ready to go?" Elladan asked the group.

"Uh, yea. Where are we going?" Eomer looked at the rest of them.

"You were supposed to find the campsite." Aragorn so kindly reminded him.

"I was?" Eomer thought for a moment, "Oh, yea, I guess I was supposed to do that, wasn't I?"

"It's fine, we'll just go out and find a spot that we like, it's okay." Faramir shrugged it off.

"Okay, let's go!" Boromir picked up his pack and started to lead the way.

"Hey, are you forgetting something?" Faramir called after Boromir.

"No, why?"

"Maybe, your horse?" Faramir held out the reins to Boromir's forgotten horse.

"Oh, might want that." Boromir nodded and headed back to mount and then continue to lead the way.

"I feel like we're forgetting something. I just can't think of what." Elrohir pondered for a moment.

Everyone sat thinking for a moment. Nope, it wasn't coming anytime soon.

"We'll think of it sooner or later. It probably doesn't matter that much anyway." Elladan shrugged and started off right behind Boromir.

The group mounted their horses and started off into the woods, to being their camping trip, how fun.

"HEY! WAIT UP!!" A voice called from behind them.

"What in the name of Elbereth is that?" Aragorn turned towards the voice, "Oh! We forgot Legolas!"

"What in the bloody hell did you leave me for?!" Legolas demanded as his horse caught up to the group.

"We forgot about you." Boromir answered truthfully.

"NO, no, we didn't forget you. We knew that you would be able to catch up with us." Aragorn shot Boromir an evil look and smiled a big fake smile at Legolas.

"Yea, well, you're lucky you weren't too far ahead or I would have to kill you all right now." Legolas retorted.

"Now that that is all over with, we an go." Faramir smiled and began to led the way until his elder brother cut in and demanded that that was 'his' job as the older brother.

I know, not so funny yet. It'll get better, I promise! If you have any funny camping stories that you would like to share please do! E-mail me at . It's great for ideas for this story and it's like your own little connection to these wonderfully hott men! Drop a review!!