A/N: I'm back, my fans! Here's some more insanity! Review and get stuff.
Chapter Twelve: Just a Regular Day...
"Where are the customers?"
"THERE!!"
"Yay, they've returned!" Haldir says, then goes back to sleep.
"Can't you stay awake for 1 hour?" Aragorn yells.
"I wanna go home!!!" Sam mutters.
"This is stupid, I'm going to sleep." Arwen mutters.
Faramir is sitting in a corner booth, playing Scrabble with Mary and Boromir.
"That's not a word!" Faramir complains.
"What, omnipotent? That's a word!" Mary says.
"Dictionary!!!" Boromir screams.
Pippin runs over with a dictionary. "Omnipotent: all-powerful, supreme, invincible, unstoppable."
"Whoa..."
"Thanks, you can take that lexicon back."
"What the hell, Mary?"
"Lexicon is another word for dictionary."
"Are you really that smart or did you just memorize words that I've never heard of and rattle them off at random intervals?"
"Is interval a word, Boromir?"
"I don't know...is it?"
"DICTIONARY!!!!"
Pippin runs back. "Interval: gap, time, hiatus, space, period, distance."
"Dude..."
"You know, we're really using a thesaurus, not a dictionary." Mary points out.
"Really? I couldn't tell..."
"That's because you're stupid, Pippin! Read the spine of the book. See? Thesaurus written by Denethor the Second, the Omnipotent. What the Hell?"
"Does your dad own everything?" Mary asks.
"Actually, Mary, I would think that Aragon owns everything." Boromir says.
"You mean Aragorn, Boromir."
"That's what I said."
"No, you said Aragon."
"Who the hell is this Aragon?"
"Aragon was a part of Spain, which, along with Castilla, produced most heirs of the Spanish throne." Mary said.
"How does she know these things?"
"Because I'm smart!"
"I'm sexy, I'm hot, I'm everything you're not!" Legolas says.
"That was totally random." Aragorn says.
"So, is this Aragon a big threat to the throne of Minas Tirith?" Denethor asks.
"No, because Aragorn is no longer a leading part of world history, though Spain is, and we're not even in the real world." Sam says.
Silence.
"We're what?"
"Well, think about it, Middle Earth is not real." Sam says.
"SHUT IT!!"
"It's real, it's real, it's real, it's real..." Eowyn mutters. Ok, she's back, I just forgot about her in anger management...
"Hey! You stupid shieldmaiden, shut up!" Aragorn yells.
"When people call me names, I don't get mad...when people call me names, I don't get mad..." She says, rocking back and forth under a booth.
"What's gotten into her?"
"Anger management."
"Oooh."
"What's everyone talking about?"
"FRODO!!!!!!!!!" Someone yells.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!" Frodo yells and ducks under a table.
"HA! I WON!!!!" Boromir yells.
"You cheated!"
"Miserable liar!!" Faramir yells.
"What?"
"Ok, everyone, is declarationism a word?" Mary asks.
A little red line popped up under the word, meaning that it isn't.
"LOSER!!!"
"CHEATER!!!!"
"ARGH!!" Boromir screams, and knocks over the Scrabble board, causing the little tiles to fly all over. Merry runs over and scrambles to pick up all the little tiles.
"TILES!!!! OOOOOHHHH!!!! MINEEEEE!!! MINEEEEE!!!" Merry screams.
Haldir is snoring in the corner.
"Doesn't he ever wake up?"
"No idea."
"He scares me..." Denethor whispers.
"Whatever. Aren't any customers gonna come?" Arwen asks.
"I've not seen any."
"Well..."
"Ok, our food is awful! So I enrolled everyone in Culinary School!" Sam says.
"What? I can't cook as it is, you want me to look like a fool in front of others?" Boromir screams.
"It'll only be five days a week..."
"FIVE DAYS???"
A/N: Hoped you liked it. I know I did. Ok, I won't write a new chapter until I return from my vacation. So, sorry. I'll be back soon!!!
Chapter Twelve: Just a Regular Day...
"Where are the customers?"
"THERE!!"
"Yay, they've returned!" Haldir says, then goes back to sleep.
"Can't you stay awake for 1 hour?" Aragorn yells.
"I wanna go home!!!" Sam mutters.
"This is stupid, I'm going to sleep." Arwen mutters.
Faramir is sitting in a corner booth, playing Scrabble with Mary and Boromir.
"That's not a word!" Faramir complains.
"What, omnipotent? That's a word!" Mary says.
"Dictionary!!!" Boromir screams.
Pippin runs over with a dictionary. "Omnipotent: all-powerful, supreme, invincible, unstoppable."
"Whoa..."
"Thanks, you can take that lexicon back."
"What the hell, Mary?"
"Lexicon is another word for dictionary."
"Are you really that smart or did you just memorize words that I've never heard of and rattle them off at random intervals?"
"Is interval a word, Boromir?"
"I don't know...is it?"
"DICTIONARY!!!!"
Pippin runs back. "Interval: gap, time, hiatus, space, period, distance."
"Dude..."
"You know, we're really using a thesaurus, not a dictionary." Mary points out.
"Really? I couldn't tell..."
"That's because you're stupid, Pippin! Read the spine of the book. See? Thesaurus written by Denethor the Second, the Omnipotent. What the Hell?"
"Does your dad own everything?" Mary asks.
"Actually, Mary, I would think that Aragon owns everything." Boromir says.
"You mean Aragorn, Boromir."
"That's what I said."
"No, you said Aragon."
"Who the hell is this Aragon?"
"Aragon was a part of Spain, which, along with Castilla, produced most heirs of the Spanish throne." Mary said.
"How does she know these things?"
"Because I'm smart!"
"I'm sexy, I'm hot, I'm everything you're not!" Legolas says.
"That was totally random." Aragorn says.
"So, is this Aragon a big threat to the throne of Minas Tirith?" Denethor asks.
"No, because Aragorn is no longer a leading part of world history, though Spain is, and we're not even in the real world." Sam says.
Silence.
"We're what?"
"Well, think about it, Middle Earth is not real." Sam says.
"SHUT IT!!"
"It's real, it's real, it's real, it's real..." Eowyn mutters. Ok, she's back, I just forgot about her in anger management...
"Hey! You stupid shieldmaiden, shut up!" Aragorn yells.
"When people call me names, I don't get mad...when people call me names, I don't get mad..." She says, rocking back and forth under a booth.
"What's gotten into her?"
"Anger management."
"Oooh."
"What's everyone talking about?"
"FRODO!!!!!!!!!" Someone yells.
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!!" Frodo yells and ducks under a table.
"HA! I WON!!!!" Boromir yells.
"You cheated!"
"Miserable liar!!" Faramir yells.
"What?"
"Ok, everyone, is declarationism a word?" Mary asks.
A little red line popped up under the word, meaning that it isn't.
"LOSER!!!"
"CHEATER!!!!"
"ARGH!!" Boromir screams, and knocks over the Scrabble board, causing the little tiles to fly all over. Merry runs over and scrambles to pick up all the little tiles.
"TILES!!!! OOOOOHHHH!!!! MINEEEEE!!! MINEEEEE!!!" Merry screams.
Haldir is snoring in the corner.
"Doesn't he ever wake up?"
"No idea."
"He scares me..." Denethor whispers.
"Whatever. Aren't any customers gonna come?" Arwen asks.
"I've not seen any."
"Well..."
"Ok, our food is awful! So I enrolled everyone in Culinary School!" Sam says.
"What? I can't cook as it is, you want me to look like a fool in front of others?" Boromir screams.
"It'll only be five days a week..."
"FIVE DAYS???"
A/N: Hoped you liked it. I know I did. Ok, I won't write a new chapter until I return from my vacation. So, sorry. I'll be back soon!!!