A/N: Yay! People picked up on the Faramir dreaming he's a friar thing because he's a Friar in Van Helsing!! ha! Let's all laugh. Anyway, Boromir and Mary fighting is actually based off my life, me and this boy yell at each other every day. So, yeah. Now that you know the Secrets of the Story, here's chapter 36!! I know this got posted late but it's all because the document manager kept going, 'Can't Upload Document'. So let's all pretend. Tomorrow will be the Halloween Special! A bit late, but it's here.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Happy Candy Buying Day!!

The residents at Sunny Acres have just made it back. It is now Friday the day before the day before Halloween and everyone realises something, brought to their attention by the ever-attentive Pippin.

"Holy shite! We need Candy!"

So, after just piling out of the car, some elect to stay behind (Elrond, Eomer, Sam, Merry, Annabel, and their respective dates), some go to get their costumes (Haldir, Galadriel, Aragorn and Arwen) and some decide to go buy the candy (Faramir, Mary, Kay, Pippin, Boromir, Breck, Tina, Frodo, Denethor and Orliey).

So, after jamming everyone into the SUV, the group drives off the the buy-everything-you-need store, Wal-Mart.

"Are we there yet?" Ask Frodo and Pippin.

"No, you little shortstacks, and don't ask again."

"Sorry! Rar."

"So, what candy are we gonna buy? I'm making a list..." Boromir says.

"AND CHECKING IT TWICE!! GONNA FIND OUT WHO'S NAUGHTY AND NICE!!!" Frodo screams.

"Er, sure..."

"And he sees you when your sleeping. How perverted is that?" Mary says.

"Well, Mary, aren't you going to have a nice egg-decorated apartment on Halloween..."

"I would check that shaving cream can, Boromir, it seems to be waiting to be used."

"And then there's always that whip cream can in your mini fridge...."

"And that spray paint can on your dresser..."

"Guys, enough." Pippin says.

"Oh, well, I can always turn Mary's costume a lovely shade of hot pink."

"And your hair is dyeing to be changed to green..."

"Ha, that's a good one, Mary! You're dyeing his hair so it dyeing!! HAAA!" Pippin says.

"Er, yeah..." Mary and Boromir say.

"Anyway, candy please?"

"Ok, sweet tarts."

"Twix! It's all in the mix!" Pippin screams.

"Almond joys!"

"M&M's!!!"

"I think that's good enough, seeing as Denethor and Orliey are the only ones even bothering to give out candy, and everyone else is going trick-or-treating."

"Man, you're a little damper on the parade..."

"So what?"

"Jeeze, chill out!"

"Look!! It's Wal-Mart. Let's just buy the god-forsaken candy."

So they head into Wal-Mart.

"Hello, welcome to Wal-Mart!" says the greeter, Jimmy.

"I don't need your pity! Take it somewhere else!!" Boromir sceams.

"Er..."

So the group walks in and looks around for the candy aisle.

"OOOOH! THERE!! THERE IS THE CANDY!!" Denethor screams.

"Have you taken your medication?"

"Thought not." Orliey says.

"OOOOH!! SWEET TARTS!!!!!" Mary screams, running over to the candy aisle.

"What, Mary?"

"SWEET TARTS!!!!" Mary screams, running over a little child in her frenzied attempt to grab the last 30 or so bags of Sweet Tarts off the Shelf.

"MINE!!!! BACK OFF, YOU SCUMYY KID! YOU CAN'T HAVE ANY SO GO AWAY!!!" Mary yells.

"Wow, that's a bit harsh."

Mary walks back to the cart and deposits the 20 or so (more like 30) bags of Sweet Tarts in the basket.

"How much is all that?"

"Money is no object!"

"Of course it is!"

"But they're only a buck and a quarter each!" Mary protests. "Look! I have all my money right here!"

Mary pulls out a wad of bills.

"This is my addiction money..."

"WHAT?"

"Sweet Tart Addiction."

"Oh."

"Look, let's just get the rest of the candy and leave."

So they all get their candy of choice (like 30 bags worth) and get in the check out line.

About 15 minutes later...

"Man, how much Medimusal can one old lady have?"

"Can I help you?" Asks Cindy, the check-out lady.

"Er, yeah, this is all our stuff..." Denethor says.

"All right, sir."

So they load all the candy onto the conveyor belt.

"All right, sir, that'll be...$125.00." Cindy says.

Mary hands over her wad of bills and Denethor hands over his GondorCard Platinum edition.

"Sorry, sir, we don't take Foreign Credit Cards."

"But it's like Visa! It's VISA AND IT'S EVERYWHERE I WANT TO BE!"

"Sorry, sir."

"DAMN IT!!!!!"

"Here." Mary says, handing over her Visa.

Denethor runs around screaming about GondorCard being everywhere he wants to be.

"Thanks, miss." Cindy says, scanning the card.

"Man, is this gonna take forever?" Boromir says.

"Chill out, man!" Mary says.

"Why don't you make me?"

"MY PLEASURE!"

"Stop fighting."

"Sorry."

Soon enough, they are done and back out the door, when...

BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!! Blares the security alarm.

"Hey you whippersnappers! Stop right there!" Yells an old security guard.

"Uh-oh," Mary says.

"You there! What've you got under your jacket?" Chuck (security man) asks Boromir.

"Who, me? Uh, nothing?"

"Sure you don't sonny."

"Hey! What's this?" Pippin asks.

"Uh, get away from me you...deranged...hobbit...you."

"Hey! What..." Pippin says, as Boromir side steps, but...

"Hey! Look! He tried to steal some soda cans!" Faramir exclaims as about 12 Coca-Cola cans spill out of Boromir's jacket and rattle on the floor.

"I thought he looked a bit chunky..." Mary says.

"Shut up! I did not look chunky!"

"Sure you didn't..." Mary snickers.

"You are so dead it's not funny!"

"Yeah. I'll wait until you get out of jail."

"You can't arrest me!!! I'm the son of the STEWARD!" Boromir screams.

"Fine! But you'll have to pay a fine."

"Ok! How much?"

"Er, 1,000,000 dollars..."

"FINE!" Boromir screams, draging the group out of Wal-Mart and into the SUV.

A/N: Yeah. Weird. Anyway, Monday will be the trick-or-treating episode. So look for that! Ok? Ok! Review!