...uhhh yeah. I can't say I was the most sane child of my generation, but eh, what can ya do? As far as I'm concerned, this story is finished. Even though it wasn't really ever a story...just dribble.
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"So then I told her, 'Silly, That's a PERM!' And she laughed and we all laughed together as we combed our hair. I swear that was the best slumber party EVER! Oh, wait, I don't swear! Tee hee!" Legolas had been talking non-stop for the past few miles, and it was taking it's toll on Aragorn, Legolas' traveling companion.
'Why did I get stuck with Legolas, Lord of the Hair-dos?' Aragorn stumbled on through the path to the best of his abilities until he stumbles upon two short creatures. "Merry? Pippin? What are you guys doing here?" Aragorn murmers, not surprised at all by the eccentric hobbitses strange appearance. After all, this was the part of the book where Merry is supposed to be with Eowyn and Pippin is supposed to be being his slow-witted self and pledging his allegiance to Denethor.
"Yes, what ARE you two adorable little hobbits doing here?" Legolas asks, blinking his large blue eyes and breaking the flow of other hair-related words that seemed to always be coming out of the tall elf's mouth. Merry and Pippin stared blankly at the man and the elf as drool dripped out of the corners of their mouths. Legolas squeaked and exclaimed, "Jeez, you two. Have some common decency pah-LEASE!" Legolas then turned around and continued to comb his long, golden hair. Aragorn touched Merry on the shoulder and screamed when the two hobbits fell onto the ground with knives sticking out of their backs. Legolas turned around when he heard the 'thuds' and ran away screeching. Aragorn bent over to inspect the corpses when Pippin's head snapped back up and he stared at Aragorn with cold, dead black eyes.
Aragorn screamed "ZOMBIES!" and ran away with Legolas.