I won't bore you with annoying drivel. Let's just get on with the stories!
DISCLAIMER: None of this is mine. It's all Tolkien's. Oh yeah, and 'rumplefrazzle doink' was created by the ingenious mind of… some other author. Can't remember who. If you are reading this and you came up with it, tell me!
FICLET NUMBER 13
It was a dark and stormy night, and Merry, Pippin, Frodo, Sam, Legolas, Gimli, Boromir, Aragorn and Gandalf were huddled up together trying to keep warm and dry.
'Ewww, what is that smell?' asked Frodo, holding his nose.
'Someone cut the cheese!' laughed Pippin.
Gimli coughed guiltily. Luckily, no one noticed.
'Never fear! I will blast the smell away with my awesome Maiar powers!' said Gandalf.
'Oooh, look who's all macho now,' grumbled Boromir, who was in a thoroughly foul mood.
Gandalf ignored him. 'Rumplefrazzle doink!' he shouted. There was a blinding flash of turquoise light. When the Fellowship opened their eyes they saw that they were no longer huddling under the measly protection of some ruined watchtower, they were somewhere completely different.
'Oh bugger,' said Gandalf.
'What is it? Where are we?' asked Sam, who was beginning to panic at the sight that greeted his eyes.
'Cadbury Land,' replied Gandalf.
'CHOCOLATE!' they all yelled, and began running around eating everything in sight.
FICLET NUMBER 14
Aragorn was teaching Sam how to fight.
'So you have to remember to keep moving when you're fighting. That way, if they have arrows, it'll be harder for them to hit you,' instructed Aragorn.
'Right, keep moving. Got it,' replied Sam, who was concentrating hard. 'So, what's this thing?'
'That's a sword,' said Aragorn patiently.
FICLET NUMBER 15
It was Aragorn's birthday, but it didn't feel like it. For one thing, he stank. He hadn't had a shower since leaving Lothlorien at least five days before. Secondly, he, Legolas and Gimli were lost in Fangorn Forest, looking for two troublesome Halflings who served no real purpose at all. In fact, it was an utterly lousy birthday. He hadn't got any presents, or cake, or even a balloon. In fact, he very much doubted that anyone knew it was his birthday at all. Neither the elf nor the dwarf had said 'Happy Birthday' to him at all.
It was at this moment, when Aragorn was feeling his lousiest, that Gandalf decided to turn up. 'Great. Another distraction. Now I'm never gonna have a party…'
Heh heh heh. These are getting more and more random by the minute! I'm just writing down whatever comes into my head as it comes. So none of this is very planned… Any ideas welcome, as always! Please review, or email me if you want. My address is on my bio page.