We see our beloved heroes in their van traveling down the interstate yet again. But, rather unexpectedly, we hear singing. Singing like the voices of . . . well not a thousand angels . . . more like a thousand nails scraping on a thousand chalkboards. This, my friends, is the beautiful singing of Aragorn. The others realized his incapability to drive so they made Boromir, much against his will, drive the butt ugly van. Of course, Aragorn, who only meant something when he was doing something, was quite angered by this. He had nothing to do. So, consequently, he was nothing. So he took up the rather difficult hobby of singing. Maybe singing isn't a difficult hobby, but singing well is. Of course, he didn't care.

"Stacey's mom has got it goin' on! She's all I want and I've waited so long!. . ." Aragorn very quickly ran out of songs to sing and started to sing any song that came to his head.

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW A STACY!" Shouted Gimli.

"Shows how much you know! You said Stacy and I said Stacey. We are, then, talking about two different Staceys because your Stacy is spelled different than my Stacey!" Aragorn said, matter-of-factly.

"What are you smoking?!" Frodo asked, sarcastically.

"Why? Do you want some?" Aragorn said rather truthfully.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that," Frodo said. Gollum looked at Frodo, menacingly. Frodo knew Gollum's evil ways by now and slipped on the ring to spite him.

"AWWWW! YOU WORTHLESS TURD! IT KEEPS DOING THAT, PRECIOUS!" Gollum yelled at the invisible Frodo.

"Well yeah! You keep staring at him menacingly! What did you expect? Did you think he would just hand you the ring?" Legolas said.

"Of course, Precious, why wouldn't it?"

"Maybe because you're a ring-seeking, schizophrenic freak."

"Oh. I never thought of that, Precious." Gollum said thoughtfully. Frodo took the ring off.

"Yeah. You are acting like a freakish monster." Frodo said.

"Well it is acting like a freakish monster racist." Gollum said.

"AM NOT!"

"ARE TOO, PRECIOUS!"

Now, this argument went on for quite sometime. Until, in anger, Frodo tossed Gollum out the window.

"Why'd you do that, Frodo? I told you last time, that if you did that again I would have to toss YOU out the window." Boromir said, taking on a fatherly tone.

"I'm sorry, but he is just a pain anyway."

"I agree. Let's not go back this time," Legolas said. They all nodded in agreement and decided not to go back for Gollum and his many other egos. So they didn't. Gollum was then lost among all the other crap on the side of the road, waiting to be picked up by some random hobo for recycling. And he was eventually. I think . . .

"Turn up the radio!" Aragorn said as he started to sing again, and everyone settled back into the ignoring of Aragorn. And all was good until next chapter . . .

Thanks for the reviews . . . I haven't written in forever and thought I would . . . but then I never got to it. So I thought I would again . . . and didn't get to, so I forgot again. . . until now . . . anyway.

I don't own the song Stacey's Mom or any of these characters. So diddly do!

~Shadow's Echo