A/N: Here we are with a new and exciting Apartment Show episode. As promised, this focuses on the opera group. Oh, yeah! Eh, yeah...
Chapter Thirty-One: The Infamous Opera Group!
With the Slightly-Insane Lady Galadriel and her Lover, Haldir...
"Haldir, isn't this GREAT?? I can't believe we're actually doing something I want to do! With Celeborn it was always 'Me, Me, Me!!!' What an idiot!" Galadriel says.
"Yes, my lady." Haldir mumbles through his Rasinettes.
"Oh, Haldir, you're so romantic! Rasinettes! Really, you care so much!" Galadriel says.
"Oh? Here, have some!" Haldir mumbles.
"Really?" Galadriel asks.
"Yeah..."
"Celeborn would never share his Rasinettes!" Galadriel says.
"SHH!!" Says Annoyed Opera-Goer 3.
"Sorry!" Galadriel and Haldir say, giggling.
"Hey, Galadriel, want to throw Rasinettes at people?" Haldir whispers.
"Sure!" Galadriel says, as they start....
Meanwhile, with the Perfectly Sane Others (Merry, Annabel, Aragorn, Arwen, and others...)"Eowyn, why are you in my husband's lap?" Arwen asks.
"Oh, this is Aragorn? I though it was that luscious Legolas..." Eowyn says.
"You lie!" Merry says.
"Anyway, got an extra seat?"
"Yeah, Eowyn, go sit next to Annabel down there." Eowyn does so.
"Hey, do you understand this show?" Merry asks.
"No." Aragorn replies sullenly.
"Oh, lighten up!"
"Arwen, for Eru's sake, this show is about a GUY who sells his SOUL to the DEVIL!! You want me to lighten up??" Aragorn yells.
"SHUT UP!" Yell the Opera-Goers.
"Sorry!" Aragorn replies.
Merry then turns to his box of Rasinettes (Everyone loves them!) and scarfs them down.
"Wow. You're a pig." Arwen says.
"Yeah? Well, I've seen you scarf down a whole box of Saltine crackers, Ms. I'm-A-Perfect-Elf!" Merry yells.
"What? When??"
"At your wedding!"
/Flashback!!/
"Hey, Aragorn! Can you hook me up with some wild-'n-crazy Elf chick?" Merry asks.
"Er..."
"Fine, Ar-a-GORN! Be a snob! Jeeze, ever since you became king you've become all hoity-toity!" Merry says, leaving.
"What?" Aragorn says, staring blankly after Merry.
"Wow, man, that was C-R-A-Z-Y!" Elrond says, coming out of a Mosh pit to 'Man in the Box'.
"What? Elrond, what are you doing here?"
"I'm at your wedding! Good riddence to Arwen! I mean, she kept me up till 3:00 AM when she lived with me! Espicially after you went on that quest! It was, 'Ada, is Aragorn all right?', 'Ada, is Estel gonna live?', 'Would I look better in Green or Purple?' And so on!" Elrond says.
"What?" Aragorn asks.
"Uh, Aragorn, are you ok?"
"Huh?" Aragorn asks.
"What?"
"I think I'm gonna be sick..." Aragorn says, passing out.
Elrond shrugs and moves next door to Denethor's Wake. Yeah...
"Hey, Arwen, whatcha doin?" Merry asks.
"Huh? Oh, nothing, Merry, just feeling sorry for myself." Arwen sniffs, picking at a slice of cheesecake.
"Why?" Merry asks. "You married the King of Gondor!"
"I know! It's all wrong! Merry, this can't happen!" Arwen says.
"What?" Merry asks. "But you became mortal for his sake!"
"I know! He wouldn't even buy Saltines for our reception! What a jerk!" Arwen says, tossing the cheesecake at Aragorn, and waking him up.
"What?" Aragorn yells. All the Elves in attendance look at him like he's insane, while the Men have a hearty laugh.
"I mean, all I want for our wedding reception is a nice large 35-pound box of Saltine crackers, but he insists of having Le Rachoisse Croutons and La Femme Brie cheese! And he wouldn't even buy me the Kraft Singles American cheese that I wanted with my crackers! And then he wouldn't buy Miller Light, even though it's the best because he had to buy Bud!" Arwen sobs.
"Poor, poor Arwen, marrying a man who doesn't love her! Here! This is me and Pippin's wedding present, but he went out on a date with some Gondorian woman, so here!" Merry says, presenting her with a large box of Saltine Crackers and a basket of Kraft Cheeses.
"MERRY! You sweet little hobbit! Muah! I love you!" Arwen says, plowing through the box of crackers.
"Don't get sick, now!" Merry says, going off to flirt with an Elf girl.
/Unflashback!/
"What? I never knew you thought that about me, Arwen!" Aragorn says.
"Well, I don't tell you everything!" Arwen says.
"And why not?"
"Nevermind Aragorn!"
The lead Opera Singer Lady starts to sing REALLY high pitched, as Aragorn and Merry start to throw Rasinettes at each other.
"OW!"
"What, Arwen?"
"Stop throwing Rasinettes!"
"We stopped, like, 10 minutes ago!"
"Merry!"
"What?"
"Don't throw those Rasinettes!"
"I'm not!"
Suddenly, a loud giggling is heard from the upper balcony box seats...
"GALADRIEL!!" they all scream, turning around. Galadriel lets out a scream and jumps into Haldir's lap.
"Uh, my lady, why are you in my lap?" Haldir asks.
"Oh, really, I am?" She chuckles, placingher arms around Haldir's neck.
"Uh...."
"Haldir, we have to run."
"Much as I would love to do that, you're in my lap."
"I know. You make a lovely chair."
"I can't tell if I should be flattered or disgusted."
"A little bit of both."A/N: Thus ended the Infamous Opera Outing. Next chapter will have the Disney World Crew and some other pointless stuff, like shopping. Yeah!!