Prepare to Attack the Lava
Aragorn ran out to his army that was randomly standing on the shore of the inland.
"Yo! You guys! You're going to attack that lava over there...ok?" asked Aragorn as he pointed to the ever advancing lava flow. Meanwhile the rest of his little party was being helicoptered to safety. "I gotta go now, have fun now!" he exclaimed before being picked up by the helicopter.
They watched as they army attacked the on coming lava. The little figures below were slowly reduced to nothing by the hot flames and lava and crap.
"Ha! That's hilarious!" yelled Jack as he snatched the grail from Arthur's grip. "It really isn't that pretty." Suddenly the grail fell from his grasp, and flew out of the helicopter, landing with a sickening thud and shattering into a million pieces.
"Well, that whole quest was completely pointless," said Aragorn, reclining in his seat.
"Well, I guess I'll just kill myself now," replied Arthur as he made an attempt to jump out of the helicopter.
"Not so fast. We're gonna go back to Middle Earth and party forever, we don't want you to miss out on that," said Aragorn as he grabbed hold of Arthur's arm and pulled him back into the helicopter. Jack snatched Arthur's crown and put it on his head, suddenly the crown went flying out the door of the helicopter. "Shit..."
Fin...
Wait! It's not over! One more chapter.