"Stupid piece of orc shit!" Boromir had tried just about everything in pitching the tent, but to no avail.
"Boromir, you have been working on that same tent since we have made the fire, prepared the food, fed and watered the horses, and cleaned our weapons. Are you done yet?" Faramir asked his tent-challenged brother.
"This tent is a weapon of Mordor, it will not cooperate with me in the least!" Boromir tossed the tent to the ground and crossed his arms.
"You do know that you need those stakes over there. And all you have to do with them is pound them in the ground and tie those ropes around them and loop them through the top of the tent and what do you know, it's a tent!" Faramir explained.
'That what those damn stakes were for.' Boromir thought to himself, "I knew that." Boromir glared at his brother, "They just weren't working."
"Step aside my mentally challenged brother, let me show you how it is done." Faramir pushed his brother out of the way and then proceeded to pitch the tent perfectly fine in about ten minutes time and without mishap, "There you go." Faramir slapped his brother's chest and as walked past, feeling very good about himself, 'Showed him' he thought and mentally pat himself on the back.
"Finally got that tent pitched Boromir?" Eomer asked as Boromir joined the rest of the men around the fire.
"No, I had to do it for him." Faramir made sure that everyone knew his brother had needed the help of his younger sibling.
"That is some talent you have there, Boromir. Can't even pitch a tent." Eomer snorted.
"You should be the one talking Mr. I-live-in-the-land-of-horses-and-yet-can't-tie-my-horse-to-a-tree-properly. How about that one, huh?" Boromir shot back.
"Okay, truce?" Eomer knew that this fight could go on all night.
"Truce." Boromir nodded and the rest fell silent, waiting for either one to break the truce. No one did. What a shame, that was always such great fun too.
"So, are we going to cook out food or what?" Legolas asked.
"Yea, we should do that. Where is the meat?" Aragorn looked around for all the meat that he had just finished cutting up early. It was gone.
"Uh, it was all right over there where did it go?" Elladan asked.
"You don't think an animal ate it do you?" Legolas asked.
"We would have heard it." Elladan shook his head.
"Maybe not with all the entertainment of watching Boromir trying to pitch a tent though." Eomer pointed out.
"Hey, listen pony-boy, don't make me start on your defects!" Boromir shouted.
"Hey! We can continue this later! Now we need to find our food!" Aragorn interjected before there could be a real fight.
"Oh, okay. Well look around, maybe it was just moved." Boromir suggested.
Everyone looked at him for a moment.
"Yea, that was kind of stupid wasn't it?" Boromir nodded.
"Just a little." Legolas agreed.
"Well, let's look around and see if we can see anything." Aragorn stood up and started doing his ranger thing looking for their lost food. No sign, "I think an animal must have eaten it."
"Must have, because there is no sign of it at all." Legolas nodded in agreement.
"Now what are we supposed to eat? We can't just eat those berries we picked in the woods, that's not man food that's rabbit food!" Boromir exclaimed, he was extremely distraught over this whole issue.
"Boromir, we are all capable of hunting for food, or have you forgotten that?" Faramir reminded his brother.
"I know we are but I am too tired to go hunting tonight and I want the meat now!" Boromir was disgusted.
"We'll just have to make do with what we have tonight." Legolas shrugged no big deal to him and the other elves present.
"Ugh! Fine!" Boromir threw up his hands in defeat and stomped back to his seat near the fire.
"Poor baby." Eomer rolled his eyes and made his way back too.
"You will be complaining in a few minutes too pony-boy." Boromir gave Eomer an evil stare.
"Unlike you, I can handle going without meat for a night." Eomer sneered.
"That's because you're not a real man." Boromir mumbled.
"Let's just pick some berries and other things and get this over with." Legolas suggested.
"Fine." Boromir headed into the woods.
"The berry bushes are that way, bright one." Faramir pointed the other way.
The two headed off together.
"Amazing they haven't killed each other yet, isn't it?" Elrohir asked his brother.
"You'd think they would have." Elladan agreed.
"Believe it or not, they can't stand to be apart from one another, though they would never actually admit to that." Legolas pointed out.
"Odd." Elrohir shook his head, men were just too strange to bother trying to figure out.
Sorry this took so long...I'm kinda lazy. And talk about drama in my life lately! Whoa! I feel like I live in a soap opera. It's crazy I tell ya! Drop a review, make my life better! Thanks!