Marie: Aha! The last chapter in the first book of Lord of the Mood Rings: The Mood Ring Club. We will be starting on Lord of the Mood Rings: The Two Flowers next, so be prepared for even more stupidity. Yay stupidity! Okay, now R&R!

Dodo was seeking some solitude from the rest of the club because he had a lot on his mind. His voice, of course didn't help.

Whew. Sure am glad to be rid of that weird Bell lady. We triumphed after all, my dear Dodo! I still rule your brainy domain! Mwuhaha!

Now it was getting a little creepy.

Suddenly he heard a twig snap behind him and he turned around to see Doromir. From the looks of it the man had been picking up some of Legolordas's scattered luggage. Dodo had seen Sad throwing it all over earlier, after the Bell had shoved the other bobbit out of his conversation. Revenge is sweet.

At that moment, Doromir had a huge armload of hairbrushes. He approached Dodo and started to talk to him.

"None of us should wander alone, you least of all. So much depends upon you." He saw the troubled look on Dodo's face and mistook it for suffering from the mood ring.

The man started talking about Dodo suffering and him seeing it everyday. And then he made some outrageous suggestion about him- HIM- taking the mood ring.

His words would seem like wisdom were it not for me warning you…

Dodo repeated this to Doromir. "Your words would seem like wisdom were it not for the warning in my mind."

Doromir seemed to take this personally. He looked taken aback, so Dodo, being a sensible bobbit, started to back away.

"I only ask for the strength to defend my people!" He threw down the hairbrushes (the majority were labeled: Legolordas- Monday, Legolordas- Tuesday, Legolordas-Wednesday; he must've picked them up in the Beauty Parlors of Gloria).

"Perhaps if you just lent me the mood ring…" Doromir suggested.

Now Dodo started to really back away, wondering how his little voice was going to help him in this particular situation.

Doromir took this as a bad sign. "Why do you recoil? I'm not a thief!"

Yeah, but he's not himself.

Dodo listened to the voice, as usual, and pointed this out to the man.

Suddenly Doromir was thrown into a fit of rage, going on about how the mood ring should be his and that Dodo should give it to him. So, as any intelligent creature would, Dodo tried to run away.

Unfortunately, that pesky little pile of thorny sticks appeared again (not again!) and Dodo tripped over them. No sooner did Dodo find himself on the ground than Doromir on top of him, groping for the mood ring that hung around Dodo's neck.

Dodo decided that now would be a good time to disappear so he pulled the mood ring off its chain, placed it on his finger, and disappeared.

Upon disappearing, Dodo glanced down at his finger and noticed that the mood ring was the color that depicted fear.

No kidding.

Doromir still fumbled about for the little bobbit, but Dodo was no longer where Doromir was looking. He was in position to give the man a swift kick in the face…which he did.

Since Doromir was knocked senseless Dodo took this opportunity to race off in another direction. He sensed that this little ordeal wasn't over yet. He was right.

He hid behind a stone figure and was suddenly looking straight at the great nose of the Dark, very dark, Lord Baron! He got up and tried to run away, only to find that there was no more ground to run on. He found himself falling and then landing with a painful thunk on the ground.

Once again Dodo wasn't thinking about his actions and ripped of the mood ring.

"OW!" he yelled. And his finger was just beginning to heal from the last time he tore the ring from it.

"Dodo? Where is the mood ring?" asked a voice.

The bobbit saw Thonagong and yelled, "Stay away!"

"I swore an oath to protect you," he replied.

Although Dodo had no memory of this little detail (he was probably talking to himself at the time) he said, "Can you protect me from yourself?" He held out the hand that had the mood ring in it. "Would you destroy it?"

Okay, now get ready to the put the mood ring on again because this guy is way stronger than that other wimp so he might be more of a challenge, even if you do have the advantage of invisibility.

Dodo listened to the coaching, preparing himself for yet another lunge towards him and the mood ring from yet another man.

But instead, Thonagong came up and put his hand over Dodo's and said, "I would've gone with you to the end, even unto the very dirty waters of Jeldur."

"I know," said Dodo sincerely, although painfully conscious of the dirty man's hand over his still. Think of the germs! But it was still rather touching.

Suddenly Thonagong got up to his feet and told Dodo to run. The bobbit realized that this was because the woodsman could hear the heavy breathing of Dorks, who weren't all that coordinated so, therefore didn't get much cardiovascular.

Dodo took off, leaving Thonagong to fend off the Dorks. Luckily the future king had retrieved his sword and no longer had to use a plunger as a weapon and was soon hacking away at the vicious glasses-wearing, inhaler-using, clumsy creatures that were attempting to take Dodo away.

Legolordas ran up to Thonagong, ready to help.

"Dorks!" yelled Thonagong.

"How many?' asked the Bell anxiously.

"Too many!"

They resumed doing battle, soon joined by the mole, Blini.

Meanwhile, Sad and Mitten had actually accomplished something by distracting the Dorks so Dodo could get away. They were very happy about this until they realized that they now had to run for their lives.

"AHHHH!'

Suddenly the once MIA Doromir came bounding onto the scene, sword handy. He started slicing Dorks right and left, pausing now and then to blow on his Whistle of Delondor.

But his mad chopping spree was short lived when a particularly skinny and menacing look Dork came up and started trying to shoot Doromir. It took the thing a couple tries since his glasses needed a new prescription, but eventually, to the two little bobbits' horror, three of them pierced Doromir's chest.

He fought bravely 'til the end, but still when you have three arrows sticking out of you, you're bound to die eventually.

So as Doromir lay dying, Thonagong did what any friend would do and took revenge on this Dork. This made Doromir very happy, seeing the future king of his country decapitating the creature that was going to bring about his death in the next few moments.

Thonagong raced over to Doromir, not realizing that the band of Dorks had taken Sad and Mitten with them. He heard the man's last words.

"They've taken the little ones!" he exclaimed and then he got a regretful look on his face. "I tried to take it, Thonagong. I tried to take the mood ring from h im. Dodo, where is Dodo?"

"I let Dodo go," replied Thonagong, wondering why Doromir wanted to talk about Dodo during his last moments.

The mysterious woodsman, were in he in Doromir's place, would probably be making a dramatic death scene, tearing up as he told someone to say good-bye to his beloved Darwin. But obviously this sort of thing hadn't crossed Doromir's mind.

"Then you did what I could not." Suddenly his eyes glazed over a bit and got this dreamy look on his face. "I can see it, Thonagong! I can see the Purple Tree of Delondor!" And then he died.

Thonagong closed his eyes and then said, "Be at peace, son of Delondor."

"Well the Mood Ring club has failed." Blini seemed a bit sad about this.

"Not if we hold true to ourselves. We cannot leave Sad and Mitten to the pain and torture of Barney videos. Dodo is far beyond our reach." He sheathed his knife and then said, "Let's hunt some Dork."

This made Blini very happy as there was nothing he liked to do better than to slaughter running Dorks. "YAY!"

Dodo, however, was not so thrilled. He was having to leave without anyone but his little voice to keep him company. That's a very bleak future. But, since he had no other choice he got into one of the cardboard boxes and was about to float into the river.

"NO! Mr. Dodo, don't go!" Spam came running up at a surprisingly fast pace for his weight.

"No, Spam. I'm going to Jeldur alone." Dodo started to get out onto the river again, but was stopped.

"Of course you are! And I'm coming with you!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!"

"YES!"

TWO HOURS LATER

"Fine! Get in the boat, Spam!" Dodo relented.

Spam suddenly got all teary eyed and said, "I made a promise, Mr. Dodo, a promise. 'Don't you lose him, Spamdumb Smarty'. And I don't mean to…I don't mean to."

Dodo was rather touched by this. "Who did you make this promise to?" he asked.

This was where Spam stopped being teary eyed and started getting bewildered. "I don't know. It just sounded good. You know, fit the moment."

They started to row away. Soon they reached the very edge of the land of Jeldur.

Dodo looked at this drab sight and then turned to Spam and said," I don't suppose we'll ever see them again…"

Spam smiled and said, "We may, Mr. Dodo, we may."

Dodo was comforted by this, until…

"Then again, they all might die."

Note: So ends the first book of the tale of four bobbits, a bell, a mole, two men, and a gizzard. Their club has failed but they still go on. What will happen in the next book? You'll have to wait and see!