Hiya it is Star bringing you a brand spanking new chapter! Ok, sorry about
that. Ummm I don't know if Chili will write another chapter for this until
next week because we both have to go to band camp, what fun! Not.
Thanks to all that reviewed!
Disclaimer: Al Capone stole my disclaimer, put it in his cigar and smoked it.
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The next day, everyone was back to their normal lives at work. That is, everyone except for Aragorn. He had taken to watching soaps everyday on ABC, only leaving the couch to eat. Did he shower, you ask? Of course not.
One morning while Merry and Pippin were getting ready for work, Aragorn was in his usual state of boredom. (his soaps started at noon) So he decided to read the ingredients on the honey roasted peanuts jar.
"Hydro- hygro-" he struggled.
"Sound it out!" Merry called from the kitchen.
"I'm trying!" Aragorn yelled furiously.
Merry shook his head. He put down his coffee, went into the living room and took the bottle form Aragorn. "Hydrogenated."
"I knew that." Aragorn snatched the bottle back from Merry.
"Come on, Pip, we're going to be late! Remember, we have a big tour group from Louisiana today!"
Pippin came down the hall, grumbling as he put on his tour guide hat. "I hate groups from the south, they all talk so weird."
"No as weird as you do, Pip."
"I do not talk weird!"
"Yes you do, you're Scottish for heaven's sake!"
Merry and Pippin continued to bicker as they left the condo. Aragorn sighed, feeling alone. Then the door flew open and Sam ran in red-faced and panting.
"Mr. Frodo....forgot...the sunscreen." Sam grabbed the spf 45 and left.
Aragorn felt alone again. So he went back to his honey roasted peanuts. "Artificial...."
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"Thanks, Sam." Frodo slathered on his sunscreen and climbed back onto the lifeguard tower. He sat there, staring out into the lake, looking for drowning people. It would be a lot easier for people to drown if there had actually been people swimming.
"Sam, I'm taking my break!" He climbed back down and leisurely walked down Lakeshore Drive. As he was walking on the bridge over the Chicago River, he noticed a tour boat going onto the Lake Michigan.
"And to your left is Oak Park Beach, where two of my friends work-"
"HI PIPPIN AND MERRY!!!" Frodo yelled jumping up and down. "HOW'S WORK GOIN- "
A person had come up behind Frodo and clapped a hand over his mouth. Frodo kicked and struggled, but he was just a little hobbit after all. The person forced Frodo into a conveniently placed alley.
"Ahhh! Help!! Rape!!!!"
"Stop being so loud or I'll shoot you!" The person said with a strong Italian accent. He stepped into the shadows of the alley.
Frodo stopped yelling. "What do you want from me?"
"We want to play some cards." The guy said and pointed down the alley. There were two other guys sitting around a table, and smoking cigars.
"Ummm, ok..." Frodo sat down.
"Is Go Fish ok with you?" One of the guys asked.
"Uhhh yeah, Go Fish is fine."
The man who had nearly attacked Frodo dealt the cards. As Frodo picked them up, he noticed that they said "The Al Capone Mafia Club" on them.
"Now we bet." The Mafia guys started throwing wads of cash onto the table.
Frodo reached into his swimming trunks. "But I don't have any money."
"How about that nice gold ring?"
Frodo clasped the ring that hung on a chain around his neck. "Well, I don't know...it's sort of a family heirloom, you know, been in the family for years..."
"You bet using that ring and nobody gets hurt!" They guy said, pulling out his gun.
"Ok." Frodo said quickly. "Do you have any two's?"
"No, go fish! Ha ha, I win!"
"But the game's not over yet-" Frodo argued.
"Yes it is, now hand over that ring!" The big Mafia guy said.
"Nooo!" Frodo yelled.
Big Mafia Guy aimed his gun at Frodo's head. Frodo screamed and put on the ring. The Mafia dudes freaked out.
"Where'd he go? That little pip-squeak!"
Invisible Frodo was running. Running away very fast. He looked around and found himself surrounded by chocolate. He took the ring off. The chocolate was gone.
"Awww, man!" He put the ring back on. The chocolate was back. "Yay!" He tried to grab a piece of chocolate cake, but his hand went right through it. "Stupid fantasy chocolate!"
Frodo took off the ring, breathing hard. He found himself at the Tribune Tower. He looked around, confused. The windows were all displaying Chicago Cubs merchandise. "Stupid Cub sponsors.."
Frodo started walking quickly back to the beach, trying to think up an excuse for why he took an hour-long break. As he climbed back onto the lifeguard watchtower, he saw three big men in black suits smoking cigars and looking around. Frodo gasped and tried to hide under his beach towel.
"What is it Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked, concerned.
"It's the Mafia, Sam."
Sam gasped.
"They're searching for me, I bet at cards with my ring and they will never stop looking for me until they have taken the ring."
"Oh no!"
The Mafia men gave up and sulked back to their alley on Lakeshore drive.
"It's ok Mr. Frodo, they're gone."
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I know, that was a pretty crappy chapter. And actually, I don't think Lakeshore drive even has alleys because a) it only has buildings on one side of the street and b) it's in inner city so there are too many fancy buildings crammed together so there aren't really room for alleys and c) unless you're from Chicago, you have no clue what I'm talking about and don't really care so I'll just shut up now.
Anyways... Leave a Review!!!!!!!!! And chili will write you a nice long chapter, right chili? Hint hint.
Thanks to all that reviewed!
Disclaimer: Al Capone stole my disclaimer, put it in his cigar and smoked it.
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The next day, everyone was back to their normal lives at work. That is, everyone except for Aragorn. He had taken to watching soaps everyday on ABC, only leaving the couch to eat. Did he shower, you ask? Of course not.
One morning while Merry and Pippin were getting ready for work, Aragorn was in his usual state of boredom. (his soaps started at noon) So he decided to read the ingredients on the honey roasted peanuts jar.
"Hydro- hygro-" he struggled.
"Sound it out!" Merry called from the kitchen.
"I'm trying!" Aragorn yelled furiously.
Merry shook his head. He put down his coffee, went into the living room and took the bottle form Aragorn. "Hydrogenated."
"I knew that." Aragorn snatched the bottle back from Merry.
"Come on, Pip, we're going to be late! Remember, we have a big tour group from Louisiana today!"
Pippin came down the hall, grumbling as he put on his tour guide hat. "I hate groups from the south, they all talk so weird."
"No as weird as you do, Pip."
"I do not talk weird!"
"Yes you do, you're Scottish for heaven's sake!"
Merry and Pippin continued to bicker as they left the condo. Aragorn sighed, feeling alone. Then the door flew open and Sam ran in red-faced and panting.
"Mr. Frodo....forgot...the sunscreen." Sam grabbed the spf 45 and left.
Aragorn felt alone again. So he went back to his honey roasted peanuts. "Artificial...."
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"Thanks, Sam." Frodo slathered on his sunscreen and climbed back onto the lifeguard tower. He sat there, staring out into the lake, looking for drowning people. It would be a lot easier for people to drown if there had actually been people swimming.
"Sam, I'm taking my break!" He climbed back down and leisurely walked down Lakeshore Drive. As he was walking on the bridge over the Chicago River, he noticed a tour boat going onto the Lake Michigan.
"And to your left is Oak Park Beach, where two of my friends work-"
"HI PIPPIN AND MERRY!!!" Frodo yelled jumping up and down. "HOW'S WORK GOIN- "
A person had come up behind Frodo and clapped a hand over his mouth. Frodo kicked and struggled, but he was just a little hobbit after all. The person forced Frodo into a conveniently placed alley.
"Ahhh! Help!! Rape!!!!"
"Stop being so loud or I'll shoot you!" The person said with a strong Italian accent. He stepped into the shadows of the alley.
Frodo stopped yelling. "What do you want from me?"
"We want to play some cards." The guy said and pointed down the alley. There were two other guys sitting around a table, and smoking cigars.
"Ummm, ok..." Frodo sat down.
"Is Go Fish ok with you?" One of the guys asked.
"Uhhh yeah, Go Fish is fine."
The man who had nearly attacked Frodo dealt the cards. As Frodo picked them up, he noticed that they said "The Al Capone Mafia Club" on them.
"Now we bet." The Mafia guys started throwing wads of cash onto the table.
Frodo reached into his swimming trunks. "But I don't have any money."
"How about that nice gold ring?"
Frodo clasped the ring that hung on a chain around his neck. "Well, I don't know...it's sort of a family heirloom, you know, been in the family for years..."
"You bet using that ring and nobody gets hurt!" They guy said, pulling out his gun.
"Ok." Frodo said quickly. "Do you have any two's?"
"No, go fish! Ha ha, I win!"
"But the game's not over yet-" Frodo argued.
"Yes it is, now hand over that ring!" The big Mafia guy said.
"Nooo!" Frodo yelled.
Big Mafia Guy aimed his gun at Frodo's head. Frodo screamed and put on the ring. The Mafia dudes freaked out.
"Where'd he go? That little pip-squeak!"
Invisible Frodo was running. Running away very fast. He looked around and found himself surrounded by chocolate. He took the ring off. The chocolate was gone.
"Awww, man!" He put the ring back on. The chocolate was back. "Yay!" He tried to grab a piece of chocolate cake, but his hand went right through it. "Stupid fantasy chocolate!"
Frodo took off the ring, breathing hard. He found himself at the Tribune Tower. He looked around, confused. The windows were all displaying Chicago Cubs merchandise. "Stupid Cub sponsors.."
Frodo started walking quickly back to the beach, trying to think up an excuse for why he took an hour-long break. As he climbed back onto the lifeguard watchtower, he saw three big men in black suits smoking cigars and looking around. Frodo gasped and tried to hide under his beach towel.
"What is it Mr. Frodo?" Sam asked, concerned.
"It's the Mafia, Sam."
Sam gasped.
"They're searching for me, I bet at cards with my ring and they will never stop looking for me until they have taken the ring."
"Oh no!"
The Mafia men gave up and sulked back to their alley on Lakeshore drive.
"It's ok Mr. Frodo, they're gone."
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I know, that was a pretty crappy chapter. And actually, I don't think Lakeshore drive even has alleys because a) it only has buildings on one side of the street and b) it's in inner city so there are too many fancy buildings crammed together so there aren't really room for alleys and c) unless you're from Chicago, you have no clue what I'm talking about and don't really care so I'll just shut up now.
Anyways... Leave a Review!!!!!!!!! And chili will write you a nice long chapter, right chili? Hint hint.