Back in Faramir's Room...

"Hey Faramir heres your camera." shouted Merry to a seemingly empty room. "Where is he now?"

"POOF!" screamed Faramir as he dropped onto both the unfortunate hobbits. "Give me back my camera you little piles of foul smelling sludge!"

"RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!"

Meanwhile...

Gandalf and Elrond were hanging the pictures all over Rivendell.

"DWAH! Those hobbits don't have a chance."

"Of course not Gandalf." said Elrond. "Now we must go brainwash some young elven men to do our bidding."

"Lets go get Arwen it always works quicker when she's around."

"DDDDDDDDWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" They both shouted while skipping off to find Arwen.

Later on...

"Now be honest with me. Which one is better, the white one or the green one? I really do think these pants make me look fat. Frodo. Frodo."

"Hmmmmmm..."

"Pay attention Frodo this is important."

"Oh come on Sam it doesn't matter. It's just a stupid ceremony."

"It does so matter. I dont want to end up looking like a fat slob." Sam broke into sobbs and hid his face in his hands.

Just then Merry and Pipppin ran into the room.

"I'm sorry Sam but that shirt really does make you look fat."

"Oh shut up Merry!" yelled Frodo. "By the way, what have you to been up to?"

"Oh nothing much." said Pippin.

"I'm not so sure, I think me and Sam saw some rather interesting pictures on the way here."

"It's not what you think it is." protested Merry.

"It's not what I think it is. How can it not be what I think it is?" asked Frodo incredously. "Merry you had your hand down his pants."

"I was trying to get the camera back."

"Oh a likely story. Isn't that what Fatty said when we caught him with Prunella?"

"Yeah I think it was." said Sam.

"Well look at this!" said Pippin whipping out the photo of Gandalf and Elrond.

"Is that Gandalf?"

"And Elrond?"

Back to the tale of Lord Elrond and Gandalf...

"I think I like the one with black hair. What about you Gandalf?"

"I don't know I'm partial to blondes myself."

They spend a few more moments pondering.

"You on the end step forward." commanded Elrond. "Yes you."

"Um...Dad thats your son." said Arwen putting her hand on her arm.

"Ah, yes. You my boy, shall serve Gandalf." he said confused "I'll take the blonde one on the end."