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"This is it!" said Boromir, "Now, I'll go in, and everyone will cry with joy and say:
'Oh Boromir! We thought we'd never see you, the handsomest, bravest and best person overall, ever again!'
and I'll say:
'I'm sorry I caused you so much pain by not letting you know earlier that I was alive! Please find it in your hearts to forgive me!'
and then they'll cry some more and say:
'Oh how could we ever hold a grudge against you, wonderful Boromir?!'
...It'll be great," he sighed, gazing off into space with a dreamy look in his eyes.
"Uh... Boromir?" a voice broke into his daydreams.
"Yes!" Boromir's head jerked around to see Elrond standing behind him holding a watering can.
"You're standing on my flowers," the elf stated.
Boromir looked disappointed, "Oh. Sorry," he moved off of the flower bed.
"You had to stand on my petunias, didn't you?" Elrond said with annoyance, "You couldn't go tear up Gandalf's vegetable garden. You had to ruin mine."
"Well sorry!" cried Boromir, "All I wanted was for people to be glad to see me!" he wailed, "But nobody cares!!"
Elrond straitened up from his trampled petunias and gave the crying human a stern look, "Be a man Boromir."
Boromir's wails only got louder, "Nobody likes me! I'm a... a... loser!!"
The elf looked at Boromir, feeling more and more uncomfortable, "Please, just... just don't cry."
"I'll never be anything!" Boromir bawled rather pathetically, "No one loves me!"
That one struck home. Elrond struggled to keep control over his emotions, saying more to himself than Boromir, "Just... don't... don't..."
"People don't even remember my name!" Boromir continued, "I'm just here to solve their problems! No seems to notice that maybe I have problems too!"
"...cry!!" Elrond burst into tears, to the great surprise of Boromir.
Boromir had suddenly stopped his wailing and stared at Elrond, "Dude... are you okay?"
"Why is the world so cruel?!!" the elf sobbed, head in his hands.
"Umm..." Boromir said, feeling very uncomfortable, "I'm going to go look for everyone else."
"Go ahead! Leave! Everyone else does! What about Elrond?!!" he yelled hysterically to no one in particular, sobbing.
"I'll be going now," Boromir made a quick exit.
"Man..." he mumbled, once he had put considerable distance between himself and the weeping Elrond, "That guy needs some serious therapy!"
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