Note: This is a story written by my younger brother, who asked me to post it up for him.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings, bummer.
Legolas was calmly standing waiting for his package of lambus bread. Aragorn and Gimli were both sitting, discussing on how to get to Mordor. Pippin, Merry and Sam were all fighting over the last mushroom. And Frodo was being stabbed by Ring wraiths whilst Gandalf laughed at him.
"You know, it would hurt more if you stabbed him in the head." Gandalf pointed out.
"Ahhh! Help!"
"Yes, that's right, kelp is seaweed. You're getting smart."
"It's here!" Legolas spluttered
"Now, don't you do what you did last ti-" Aragorn started. Before he could finish, Legolas drew his bow and shot down the mailman. Then he ran to the package, tore it open and stuffed himself with lambas bread.
"I thought only one bite would fill his stomach?"
"Must eat!"
"Guess not!"
"Legolas huungggrrry!"
"That figures"
"He's been hanging with the Hobbits to long, it's there fault"
"Shut up."
The fight for the last mushroom was getting all the more lethal
"Give it!"
"It's mine!"
"I've got to have it!"
Sam threw a punch at Pippin, who dodged, so Sam hit his hand on the wall. Merry went to bite Sam but bit a rock instead. Pippin launched himself at the mushroom. Merry and Sam launched themselves at Pippin. Sadly for them, they were too late, the mushroom was in Pippin's mouth before you could say 'Cheese and potatoes'.
As life went on as normal for the fellowship, drums started to beat on the other side of the mountain.,
"I think we should go."
"Nonsense, we're just one-million to one down!"
The Hobbits gawped at this statement. After a while, they persuaded a grumbling Gandalf to lead them towards Rohen