"We should probably leave," said Pippin, and he and Merry left the bar and went back to the party, which wasn't much of a party seeing as just about everyone was chasing Elrond with silly string.
"So," said Merry, "What do you want to do?"
"Um..." said Pippin, looking around for something to entertain himself with. "I really... FOOD!"
He dashed over to the snacks table and began pigging out on potato chips.
Merry looked at him in disgust.
"Pippin," he said, "that's NOT how you eat snacks, THIS is how you eat snacks."
He began stuffing food down his shirt. "Smuggle it out of the party and save it til later," he said. He and Pippin broke out into a fit of laughter.
"Merry! Pippin!" shouted Eomer from behind a tree. "Do you want to help us chase Elrond with PINK silly string?"
"Yeah!" said Pippin with glee, and took a bottle of silly string from Eomer. Merry followed suit.
"So, Eomer," said Merry, "Where'd you get all this pink silly string?"
Eomer blushed scarlet and muttered something Merry couldn't hear.
"What was that?"
"Uh - never mind," said Eomer, "Let's go chase Elrond!"
"Yeah!" shouted Pippin, and they commenced their searching for Elrond, for he had slipped out of the mob's grasp a few minutes ago and they had split up to search for him, according to Eomer.
"You guys found him yet?" asked Aragorn, walking up to them.
"Sadly, no," said Merry.
"Wonder where he could be?" asked Pippin.
Meanwhile, outside Galadriel's psychiatrist's office...
Elrond raced up a tree and in front of the door to Galadriel's psychiatrist's office.
"They won't find me here," he muttered to himself. "I hope."
"More, MORE!" came Galadriel's shout from inside the office.
Elrond paused, disgusted, then pushed open the door.
Galadriel was sitting on her psychiatrist's lap, and he was feeding her candy.
"More, M-" Galadriel stopped in mid-sentence as Elrond came in the door. "ELROND! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???"
"Sorry, Lady, but a mob of silly-stringers are chasing me."
Is that what you're really thinking? thought Galadriel. Let's see...
One hundred bottles of beer on the wall, one hundred bottles of-
Galadriel sighed. Mental Note. Never read Elrond's mind.
"He can stay here," said the psychiatrist. "But I doubt the mob will quit looking for you anytime soon."
"Why?"
"Because," said Galadriel. "We know."
"Oh, yes, you're little mirror thingy..."
"No," said Galadriel. "We are part of the mob."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" screamed Elrond and ran out of the office.
"That got him to leave," said Galadriel. "Now where were we..."
Meanwhile...
"Merry... I - can't -"
"No wait, lemme guess, Pip. You can't walk any farther."
"How'd you know?"
"You've been saying that for the past five minutes."
"Oh."
"Merry! Pippin! I've found him!" shouted Eomer.
Merry and Pippin scrambled over to where Elrond was cowering in fear of over half the mob, and brandished their silly string.
About two minutes later, Gandalf asked, "Is everybody here?"
"Yeah!" shouted the mob.
"Are we gonna silly string this maniac?"
"Yeah!"
"Are we ready to rock and roll?"
Crickets chirped into the silence.
"Er - I mean... FIRE AWAY!"
Within a matter of seconds Elrond was covered in a huge pile of pink silly string.
"Well, that's that," said Merry. He yawned. "We'd better be heading back to Rivendell, so I can head home to Buckland. And with Sam being Mayor and all, it may be kaotic when we get home."
"I heard that!" shouted Sam.
"Wait a minute," said Pippin, "Isn't Frodo supposed to be in the Undying Lands?"
"We just saw him," said Merry.
There was a long silence.
"Maybe we're in the Matrix," said Pippin, looking around in fear.
Merry whacked Pippin on the head.
"You idiot, that was a movie."
"It could happen."
"No it couldn't."
"Yes it could."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"Nuh - Oh, this is stupid... come on Pip, let's just pretend we never saw Frodo..."
Frodo bounced past them on a pogo stick and shouted, "Hey Merry! Hey Pippin!"
Merry and Pippin looked at each other, shocked, then ran after Frodo, shouting, "Wait! Frodo! How'd you get here?"
But Frodo had already disappeared into the mist.
"Maybe we're REALLY homesick," said Pippin.
"Yeah," said Merry, "L-Let's go home."
So they headed back to Rivendell and packed their bags.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Elrond," said Merry when they were departing from Rivendell.
Elrond didn't say anything, as his mouth had been contaminated by silly string and the doctor had advised him not to talk for two weeks. He merely nodded.
"We'll miss you all," said Sam.
"Not," muttered Pippin, and Merry elbowed him in the side. "Ow!"
"We shall see you in three months," said Gandalf. "Elrond, Legolas and I plan to visit the Shire at Bag End. Look to my coming at the first light on the fifth day of November."
"Woah, de ja vou," said Aragorn, rubbing his head.
"Farewell, hobbits!" said Gandalf.
"Namarie!" said Legolas.
Elrond narrowed his eyes at Pippin, then waved them good-bye.
"See you in three months, then," said Sam, and they left Rivendell on ponies.
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"So," said Merry, "What do you want to do?"
"Um..." said Pippin, looking around for something to entertain himself with. "I really... FOOD!"
He dashed over to the snacks table and began pigging out on potato chips.
Merry looked at him in disgust.
"Pippin," he said, "that's NOT how you eat snacks, THIS is how you eat snacks."
He began stuffing food down his shirt. "Smuggle it out of the party and save it til later," he said. He and Pippin broke out into a fit of laughter.
"Merry! Pippin!" shouted Eomer from behind a tree. "Do you want to help us chase Elrond with PINK silly string?"
"Yeah!" said Pippin with glee, and took a bottle of silly string from Eomer. Merry followed suit.
"So, Eomer," said Merry, "Where'd you get all this pink silly string?"
Eomer blushed scarlet and muttered something Merry couldn't hear.
"What was that?"
"Uh - never mind," said Eomer, "Let's go chase Elrond!"
"Yeah!" shouted Pippin, and they commenced their searching for Elrond, for he had slipped out of the mob's grasp a few minutes ago and they had split up to search for him, according to Eomer.
"You guys found him yet?" asked Aragorn, walking up to them.
"Sadly, no," said Merry.
"Wonder where he could be?" asked Pippin.
Meanwhile, outside Galadriel's psychiatrist's office...
Elrond raced up a tree and in front of the door to Galadriel's psychiatrist's office.
"They won't find me here," he muttered to himself. "I hope."
"More, MORE!" came Galadriel's shout from inside the office.
Elrond paused, disgusted, then pushed open the door.
Galadriel was sitting on her psychiatrist's lap, and he was feeding her candy.
"More, M-" Galadriel stopped in mid-sentence as Elrond came in the door. "ELROND! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???"
"Sorry, Lady, but a mob of silly-stringers are chasing me."
Is that what you're really thinking? thought Galadriel. Let's see...
One hundred bottles of beer on the wall, one hundred bottles of-
Galadriel sighed. Mental Note. Never read Elrond's mind.
"He can stay here," said the psychiatrist. "But I doubt the mob will quit looking for you anytime soon."
"Why?"
"Because," said Galadriel. "We know."
"Oh, yes, you're little mirror thingy..."
"No," said Galadriel. "We are part of the mob."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" screamed Elrond and ran out of the office.
"That got him to leave," said Galadriel. "Now where were we..."
Meanwhile...
"Merry... I - can't -"
"No wait, lemme guess, Pip. You can't walk any farther."
"How'd you know?"
"You've been saying that for the past five minutes."
"Oh."
"Merry! Pippin! I've found him!" shouted Eomer.
Merry and Pippin scrambled over to where Elrond was cowering in fear of over half the mob, and brandished their silly string.
About two minutes later, Gandalf asked, "Is everybody here?"
"Yeah!" shouted the mob.
"Are we gonna silly string this maniac?"
"Yeah!"
"Are we ready to rock and roll?"
Crickets chirped into the silence.
"Er - I mean... FIRE AWAY!"
Within a matter of seconds Elrond was covered in a huge pile of pink silly string.
"Well, that's that," said Merry. He yawned. "We'd better be heading back to Rivendell, so I can head home to Buckland. And with Sam being Mayor and all, it may be kaotic when we get home."
"I heard that!" shouted Sam.
"Wait a minute," said Pippin, "Isn't Frodo supposed to be in the Undying Lands?"
"We just saw him," said Merry.
There was a long silence.
"Maybe we're in the Matrix," said Pippin, looking around in fear.
Merry whacked Pippin on the head.
"You idiot, that was a movie."
"It could happen."
"No it couldn't."
"Yes it could."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"Nuh-uh."
"Uh-huh."
"Nuh - Oh, this is stupid... come on Pip, let's just pretend we never saw Frodo..."
Frodo bounced past them on a pogo stick and shouted, "Hey Merry! Hey Pippin!"
Merry and Pippin looked at each other, shocked, then ran after Frodo, shouting, "Wait! Frodo! How'd you get here?"
But Frodo had already disappeared into the mist.
"Maybe we're REALLY homesick," said Pippin.
"Yeah," said Merry, "L-Let's go home."
So they headed back to Rivendell and packed their bags.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Elrond," said Merry when they were departing from Rivendell.
Elrond didn't say anything, as his mouth had been contaminated by silly string and the doctor had advised him not to talk for two weeks. He merely nodded.
"We'll miss you all," said Sam.
"Not," muttered Pippin, and Merry elbowed him in the side. "Ow!"
"We shall see you in three months," said Gandalf. "Elrond, Legolas and I plan to visit the Shire at Bag End. Look to my coming at the first light on the fifth day of November."
"Woah, de ja vou," said Aragorn, rubbing his head.
"Farewell, hobbits!" said Gandalf.
"Namarie!" said Legolas.
Elrond narrowed his eyes at Pippin, then waved them good-bye.
"See you in three months, then," said Sam, and they left Rivendell on ponies.
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