Alrighty, the third chapter is here! This is only the first part, the
second part will be posted as a different chapter. I have no idea how long
it will take for me to finish this fic.... how long does it usually take
for something to pass through a person's system?... Please R&R!!! :)
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{part 1}
"Mister Frodo, is it just me, or are these tasks grossly unfair?" Sam complained as he massaged Gandalf's feet.
"No, it's not just you Sam," Frodo replied and continued scrubbing Gandalf's back.
Sam nodded. "And to think, this is all Gimli's fault. If his singing didn't sound so horrible, Gandalf would not have called off the contest, as we would either be lounging around while everyone did our bidding, or doing nice, sensible tasks, like making sandwiches out of gross foods, then eating them."
"Frodo, scrub a little more to the left," Gandalf commanded. Frodo did as he was told. "And Peregin Took!" he called out. "Bring the bananas which you have carved amusing faces on over here now!"
Pippin placed a large heap of bananas in a basket and brought them over to the wizard. Gandalf inspected them closely. "These faces are not amusing! Go back and do them again!"
"But Gandalf, sir, there ain't no more bananas. I used them all already," Pippin protested.
"Then you shall have to wait until Aragorn and Boromir return with more."
As if on cue, Boromir and Aragorn emerged from the forest. They carried nothing.
"Where are all the bananas I requested?" Gandalf inquired.
"There was nothing left," Boromir supplied.
"Besides," said Aragorn, "I do believe that bananas do not grow in these parts at all."
"Then you will be forced to suffer. OH GIMLI?!?!"
Gimli poked his head out from Gandalf's tent, where he had been organising every object that the wizard owned in alphabetical order. (A/N: Please don't ask why they have tents. They just do.)
"What?"
"Do you know any Elven songs with lots of high notes in them?"
"Nay, but I do know a rather high pitched dwarf song that the women would sing to their children. Will that do?"
"I believe it will. Legolas!(Legolas appeared from up a tree in the distance.) Please escort these gentlemen to a far away place, and tie them to a tree."
Legolas ran over to the group and grabbed onto Boromir and Aragorn by the arm. Then, he and Gimli led them away and tied them to a tree. Gimli took a breath. Legolas could tell what was coming. He bolted. Gimli began to sing. Aragorn tried to cover his ears, but, as he could not move his hands, he was forced to listen the horrid gravelly voice of the dwarf as he sung happily off key.
Legolas shuddered as he ran off. "I pity those poor fools," he muttered.
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TO BE CONTINUED.........
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
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{part 1}
"Mister Frodo, is it just me, or are these tasks grossly unfair?" Sam complained as he massaged Gandalf's feet.
"No, it's not just you Sam," Frodo replied and continued scrubbing Gandalf's back.
Sam nodded. "And to think, this is all Gimli's fault. If his singing didn't sound so horrible, Gandalf would not have called off the contest, as we would either be lounging around while everyone did our bidding, or doing nice, sensible tasks, like making sandwiches out of gross foods, then eating them."
"Frodo, scrub a little more to the left," Gandalf commanded. Frodo did as he was told. "And Peregin Took!" he called out. "Bring the bananas which you have carved amusing faces on over here now!"
Pippin placed a large heap of bananas in a basket and brought them over to the wizard. Gandalf inspected them closely. "These faces are not amusing! Go back and do them again!"
"But Gandalf, sir, there ain't no more bananas. I used them all already," Pippin protested.
"Then you shall have to wait until Aragorn and Boromir return with more."
As if on cue, Boromir and Aragorn emerged from the forest. They carried nothing.
"Where are all the bananas I requested?" Gandalf inquired.
"There was nothing left," Boromir supplied.
"Besides," said Aragorn, "I do believe that bananas do not grow in these parts at all."
"Then you will be forced to suffer. OH GIMLI?!?!"
Gimli poked his head out from Gandalf's tent, where he had been organising every object that the wizard owned in alphabetical order. (A/N: Please don't ask why they have tents. They just do.)
"What?"
"Do you know any Elven songs with lots of high notes in them?"
"Nay, but I do know a rather high pitched dwarf song that the women would sing to their children. Will that do?"
"I believe it will. Legolas!(Legolas appeared from up a tree in the distance.) Please escort these gentlemen to a far away place, and tie them to a tree."
Legolas ran over to the group and grabbed onto Boromir and Aragorn by the arm. Then, he and Gimli led them away and tied them to a tree. Gimli took a breath. Legolas could tell what was coming. He bolted. Gimli began to sing. Aragorn tried to cover his ears, but, as he could not move his hands, he was forced to listen the horrid gravelly voice of the dwarf as he sung happily off key.
Legolas shuddered as he ran off. "I pity those poor fools," he muttered.
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TO BE CONTINUED.........
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!