A/N: Ok, we're back! Hooray for this story. And it's (mostly) about what we all do to torture Aragorn, Galadriel, Celeborn, Arwen, and other people we don't see as much. Hope you enjoy it. AKA it's national Elf-Torturing Day.
Very sorry about not updating in forever. You can cast me into the streets and kill me now.
Chapter Four: When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Get Going
Outside the exercise room…
"All right, we all know what to do?" Kay asks.
"Correct." Mary says. Tina nods, Frodo salutes, and Faramir mutters.
"Good. Now, once you get in, stuff Pippin in a sack and put him in my room." Kay says.
"Aren't you dating? Why do you need him tied up in a sack?" Faramir asks.
"Because…I don't know why." Kay says.
"You mean so you can stare at his butt again like you did over by the pool," Tina corrects.
"You saw that?" Kay blushes.
"They saw that in China." Mary says.
"Like you weren't staring at Faramir's butt." Kay says, blushing.
"I was looking into his eyes."
"Uh huh, sure…" Kay says.
"Since when were we talking about staring at other people's butts?" Tina asks.
"Since you brought it up," Mary says.
Faramir and Frodo look at each other, shrug, and go back to looking at the floor.
"Hey, guys!" Pippin says, walking out of the exercise room.
"Hey, Pip," the girls say.
"Hold the phone…" Mary says.
"PIPPIN!" Kay screams, throwing a sack over Pippin's head and running off to her room.
"That was weird." Mary says.
"Sure was." Tina mutters.
Everyone laughs and then decides to watch TV.
Aragorn and Arwen are driving down the road at breakneck speed in Frodo's van, trying to catch up to "the car stealers", as Aragorn keeps calling Merry, Pippin, Kay, and Annabel.
"Once I catch up to those car stealers, I'm gonna—" Aragorn starts.
"ARAGORN! I do not care what you're going to do once you catch up with them! You've said the same thing for the LAST 20 MINUTES!" Arwen yells.
"Sorry," Aragorn mutters.
Arwen sighs and looks out the window.
Back at the Hotel…"DENETHOR!"
"Crap, here we go again." Faramir mutters, picking up a magazine and reading it intently.
"DENETHOR! GET OVER HERE!" Mary screams, staring at her (empty) cooler that once contained apples, chocolate, and…cherry tomatoes, which the Hobbits bribed her into taking with. The apples and chocolate are still there, but the cherry tomatoes…?
"Someone yelled?" Denethor asks, poking his head out of the door.
"Yeah. Denethor, I hadtwo 5 poundbags of cherry tomatoes and now they're gone. Now, I'm not accusing you (yet), I'm just wondering if you ATE THEM!" Mary says.
"Why would I eat your tomatoes? Besides, I thought you could never look at a tomato again ever since Return of the King!" Denethor says.
"Because they weren't my tomatoes." Mary whispers.
"Oh…crud."
"That's right! Those were the hobbits! And you know what happens when Hobbits get mad…" Mary says, backing up.
"AIIIIIIII!" Merry, Pippin, and Frodo scream, followed by their dates. They run into the room and proceed to torture Denethor by tickling.
"Hobbits sure are violent." Faramir mutters.
"Faramir. They're not beating your dad up. They're tickling him. I'm scared." Mary says, backing away.
A while later, after the hobbits have successfully commenced torturing Denethor, Mary gives them some money and drives them out to the grocery store to get more food, leaving Faramir to help his father.
A/N: Yes, it was short, but I decided to give you something so you don't think I'm dead over here. Which I may be soon. Sorry to all my fans, but now it is SUMMER and there is no school at all so YEAH!