Marie's note: For some reason Rochelle changed Legolordas's name to "Lego-lord-as" before she posted it. I don't know why. It's supposed to be "Legolordas". Just clearing that up. Hope you like this chapter. We skipped Caradhras (is that how you spell it) because…we wanted to. So yeah. Enjoy!

Rochelle: For all yalls info I changed it to Lego-lord-as because it could easily be misread as Legolordas, and ppl mite not notice the difference, especially if one reads fast like I do…AHEM.

The group set out the next day, their route already planned out by Bingaling, although some weren't sure if they should trust their lives to a gizzard who could never remember what month it was…

Dodo had decided that maybe he should keep the mood ring. After all, it was able to predict his mood at the drop of a hat if he put it on. And it helped him disappear too. How awesome was that?

He pondered all this as he watched Sad and Mitten learning to fight from Doromir. Of course, Doromir hadn't seen Sad and Mitten armed with fruit. They were pretty good shots.

Blini and Spam were eating, while Bingaling and Thonagong were smoking some good old pipeweed, fresh from the Choir. Lego-lord-as was the lookout.

All seemed fine until Lego-lord-as walked over to a certain area on the side of the cliff. He noticed something lying on the ground.

He gasped. "Crackers from Funland!" he exclaimed, staring at the pile of crumbled up crackers.

"Run away!" yelled Blini. He dashed underneath a rock.

Everyone hid, hoping that the crackers would go on their merry way. Bingaling peeked his head out of the bush where he was hiding under, looking to see if they had left.

"They're still here! Run away!"

Everyone got up and hid in different places.

"They're still here! Run away!"

They shuffled places again.

This went on for about an hour until they finally realized that Crackers from Funland didn't move, but were stationary, inanimate objects. The group moved a ways up the hill and sat down, wondering what they were going to do next.

"They're spies from Taraman," said Bingaling, puffing away on his pipe. "This passage is being watched."

The Mood Ring Club all gasped.

"What do we do now?" asked Mitten.

"Let us go through the Beauty Parlors of Gloria. My cousin Marlin would give us a royal welcome." Blini seemed very enthusiastic about this.

Bingaling was very troubled about this suggestion. He knew what was in Gloria. In fact, he could hear Taraman's evilly squeaky voice talking about it at that very moment.

"Gloria…the moles cut too quickly and too short. You know what they awoke in the artificial fluorescent light- a terrible demon!"

Bingaling thought for a moment and then said slowly, "Let the Ring-Bearer decide."

Dodo looked up, surprised that he was given the decision. He was contemplating what he was going to do when that pesky little voice inside his head started talking again.

You know you've always wanted chestnut highlights in those dark brown locks. We will go through the beauty parlor.

"We will go through the beauty parlor?" Dodo once again scoffed at his voice's ideas. Yeah right!

But once again his little talking to himself issue caused quite a reaction. Suddenly everyone was gathering up their stuff and getting ready for the long trip to the Beauty Parlors of Gloria.

"So be it," said Bingaling as they started off.

The trip took a while, but they eventually got to the doorway of Gloria.

"Hmm, that's odd," commented Blini, noticing that the florescent lights were off, when they were normally on twenty four hours, since they got electricity all through the beauty parlors back in the 2nd age. They also got cable.

Bingaling went up to the door, letting the moonlight spill over it. The lights turned on all of a sudden, but the doors wouldn't open.

"It says 'Speak friend and enter'," Bingaling read.

Sad spoke up. "What do ya suppose that means?" he asked.

"Well, it's quite simple. If you're a friend you speak the password and the doors will open." Bingaling went up to the doors, put his stick thing against it and said, "Open Sesame!"

Nothing happened.

"Hmm…that's odd."

So, the Mood Ring Club sat there, waiting, waiting, and still waiting, because that old fogey Bingaling couldn't remember the stupid password!

Suddenly, thanks to the voice inside his head, Dodo figured it out. "It's a riddle!" he exclaimed. "What's the Bellish word for 'friend'?" he asked Bingaling.

Bingaling looked down at him (bobbits are really short, you know). "Kellogg," he said in a very ominous voice.

The doors suddenly opened…into the Beauty Parlors of Gloria

Rochelle's Note: WHOO! That was funn! Ladies and Gentlemen you have just witnessed the work of two (I did HELP) LOTR geeks, with too much time on their hands! BRAVO! R&R!