Caution: This is a very short chapter. Mind your head.


Frodo stood there for a moment, muttering something about never seeing eight hobbits at the same time again before stomping off to a P.O.ed sleep. The orcs did something quite interesting at this point. All of their lost appendages few back to their owners who remained in a rehabilitating doze.

After all of the excitement of the battle ever one stopped what they were doing to have a closer look at the Sams and orcs. Even Aragorn and Arwen discontinued their… activities. Out of no where Legolas lost an arrow. It whizzed past everyone narrowly missing Gandalf's ear and landed once more in Suzie's pillow. When the initial shock wore off the group turned to see Gimli pinning the elf to the board.

"Let me up, you great hairy lump!" shouted Legolas. (Very unbecoming of an elf prince.)

"I will when you give me your word you won't try to kill off all but one Sam so things can go back to normal."

"Okay, you have my word."

"Thank you."

"It won't do you any good," said the elf dancing around and smiling from ear to pointy ear.

"Why not?"

"I had my fingers crossed!" Legolas gave a short, loud laugh and took off running at top speed with Aragorn and Gimli close behind. They chased each other around the board like either small children or idiots (you choose). Gandalf stood and watched and quickly became more and more annoyed.

"That is enough!" he commanded. When the giggling trio would not listen, he cast a field around them causing them to fall flat on their fannies. Hearty laughs followed the girlish giggles but were cut short by Gandalf's stern look. Attempting to look ashamed they went off to retrieve the weapons shed to make them go faster.


Okay, I really don't want to type any more tonight and I feel like leaving you in the middle of something. Before I go I must thank our reviewers. A special thanks goes out to JadeFIre catching that spelling thing. Neither one of us could find our books. ) TTFN