A/N: Ok...er...all these people who are asking when am I gonna get so-and-so and you're not on vacation, you're currently wrecking the apartment complex and giving mainlanders a hard time. Enjoy your torture of the innocents with Theoden, Celeborn, and Gollum. You deserve it. I believe Legolas is with you also. I dunno.

Chapter Twenty- Eight: Vacation Plans.

Meanwhile, at Room 104...

"IS NOT!!! DISNEY WORLD IS NOT FOR LITTLE CHILDREN!!!" Boromir screams.

"YES IT IS!! IT ALWAYS HAS BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE!!" Mary yells back.

"THERE IS NO PROOF OF THAT!!!" Denethor screams.

"WHAT DO YOU CALL THIS??" Mary asks, holding up a banner saying, "Disney World: Ages 2-10".

"Er..." Faramir says.

"Well, I never!" Tina says.

"WOWZERS!!" Frodo says.

"ER..." say Pippin and Kay.

"This is WRITTEN PROOF that we are TOO OLD for DISNEY WORLD!!!" Mary yells.

"You made that up! It's a fake!!!" Denethor screams.

Mary points at the copyright, © Disney World.

"Dang."

"That plan never works. Remember when you thought my homework was a fake? Then you set it on fire. And then the teacher yelled at me. Wow, dad. You really scarred my life." Boromir says, sniffling.

"Wow. You know, the same thing happened to me." Breck says.

"Really?"

"I think..."

"OH CANADA!!!"

"Can you stop with the Canadian-ness, Denethor?"

"Sorry. CANADA ROCKS!!"

"That it does, man, that it does." Breck says.

"We love the subs!!!" Frodo announces.

"What, Frodo?" Mary asks.

"Quiznos."

"I love their food!" Tina says.

"I hate it. It gives me a headache." Mary says.

"Hey, shouldn't we stay on topic?" Faramir asks.

"Good idea. Let's all go to Disney world!!"

"What about the others?" Breck asks.

"What about them?" Denethor asks, jamming on his bomber jacket.

"RIGHT! They were all sleeping, anyway." Pippin says.

"Fine." Mary says, putting on her black leather trench coat.

"Cool!" Faramir says, putting on a plaid woolly jacket.

"I like cheese." Frodo says, putting on a nice blue windbreaker.

"Ok, let's go!!" So everyone gets in Denethor's SUV.

Meanwhile, in Room 105...

"Hey, wanna go to Disney world??" Haldir asks.

"No, I wanted to see Faust at the theatre." Galadriel yawns.

"Why is it always about you?" Merry asks.

"I wanna go Disney World!!!" Arwen pouts.

"I wanna go to the casino!!" Aragorn moans.

"Why don't we see the opera, go to the casino, and then spend tomorrow at Disney world?" Annabel asks.

"Hey, that is a good idea!" Galadriel says.

"Ok, so let's see this opera thing."

So they all load into a rental Club Wagon and ride to the opera house.

Meanwhile, in Denethor's SUV...

"This is annoying, Denethor. Can't you drive ON THE ROAD???" Mary asks, looking slightly green.

"Come on, Ms. Ninety-Over-The-Limit, can't you handle it?" Denethor cackles.

"N-n-no! I feel rather..." Frodo says, then hurls over the leather upholstery of the back seat.

"HEY!! You shortstack, I spent more money then that stupid book of yours ever made on those dang seats!!" Denethor screams.

"Sorry...I really shouldn't have eaten that cheese and ham burrito for breakfast..." Frodo moans, as Tina gives him a reassuring hug.

"I have a loverly bunch of coconuts, deedly dee dee, there they are a-standing in a row..." Faramir starts.

"OOH!! I know this!!"

"Big ones, small one, some as big as your head!" Boromir and Faramir sing.

"Wow." Mary says, looking dazed and confused.

"That was beautiful..." Denethor sniffs.

"Sooooo..." Orliey says.

As the group pulls into the Disney World Parking Lot, ($19.95 per person per car) the other group is experiencing some troubles...

A/N: Ah! An evil cliffie! Sorry, people, it had to be done!! Ok, next time we'll check out the other group. Everyone else not on vacation is currently harassing Grima and throwing stink bombs at Gandy and Sauruman. Aren't you all having fun!!!