Author's Note: This is a bit of a joke that I wrote with the help of a friend. We thought that Faramir was skilled at different languages, and wondered just what languages he could speak.

Trying to think of as many as possible, and writing a story on each. Some languages will be from Lord of the Ring, some will not, but we will name them and where they come from. So Have no fear

This time we are back to Latin, and also the paperwork that seems to have it in for Aragorn.

Disclaimer: I do not own Lord of the Ring, I only borrow parts of it and shall return them as soon as I am done. Completely undamaged, as I am certain it will be impossible to see where we glued the pieces back together.

Massive Invasion

Aragorn shook his head as he entered his office. One week away, one week with his wife and son. One week the King had escaped his office, and what had happened in that time?

Gondor was still flourishing. The grass was still growing, the people was still going on about their lives as they always had. It did not matter much to them that the King had been away for one week.

Most of them did not even know, and would not care if they did. It was simply not a big thing if the King was away or not, as long as someone cared for the country. At the moment it was Faramir as the Steward who was doing that. He was doing a fine job as well.

Obviously he was since the land was still in working order.

If you listened to some of the nobles, Gondor shut down every time the King turned his back.

You would think that by now they should have noticed it was not so. Yet they never did seem to learn that the King leaving for a few days was not a catastrophe. They seemed to think that the only way to sustain Gondor if there was no King for a few days, was to produce massive amounts of paperwork. As if he papers covering his desk could fill his place.

Next they would be having documents at the King's seat at state dinner.

Some of them were actually capable of it. Lord Demeni in particularly. That man was so absentminded that he would not even notice.

He shook his head in despair again.

"Sire, did you have a pleasant time?"

He looked up to smile at the combination between Steward and friend that was also known by the name of Faramir to most men.

"Very, but I now fear we face a massive Invasion. One we can not hope to win against." He said solemnly.

"Sire?" Faramir sounded worried, trying to figure out what invasion the King was talking about. He should have known if any army was marching on Gondor. There should have been reports of it coming in.

"Look Faramir." Aragorn pointed towards the deadly foe they were now facing. "See how they try to invade by sheer force, we shall never stand a chance against so many."

"Aragorn, that is your desk." Faramir pointed out tactile.

"No." Aragorn shook his head. "See, the desk is no danger as such, the enemy is covering the desk."

"papers." Faramir put in.

"And I think they mean to conquer Gondor." Aragorn went on. "Why else would they need to be here in such a big number? Faramir, I was gone for a week, and I know you've been here gathering all the work you could carry in that time, yet there is a real mountain here. Its not paperwork, it is an invasion force, and it has already taken over my desk, working on my study, and I fear that Gondor will be next."

"Papers do not invade." Faramir explained patiently while hiding a smile.

"They must do." Aragorn picked up a paper out of the pile. "I don't even know what this is. I can't read it."

Faramir stepped over to him. "Let me see Sire." He took the paper to read the words. "Divide et Impera." He read. "It means Divide and Conquer."

Aragorn gestured at the pile. "See, its not me, they are really trying to do it."

I fear I shall have to insert my temporary ending here, I would not, but I think I can hear the papers in my desk whispering, and I would rather crush any uprising before they have a chance to set their plans into motion. Take care now.

Earendil Eldar: Ah, no I did not know that, but generally when we have our scout meetings, its sound like Gollum time. One of the kids likes to go around like him, and even tries to do the Gollum biting at time, in jest thought. The Hobbits like Faramir, and they would not forgetter about him when they came.

Silver Sniper: The amount of food someone can consume is not always in proportion to their size. I still keep the school record of the student who ate the most in one sitting, and I was by no way the biggest kid. I was skinny then, but over ten years and my record still stands. As for this, I simply don't know how to end it, so many like it that I would feel to evil.

Steelelf: We thought it was rather sweet, glad to hear that you enjoyed it.

Lindahoyland: Most times you can guess pretty well at another language. Yes, they really enjoyed seeing their friends again, who would not. Ah, and I missed you a lot as well in that gap, I always do. So my guess was not all that far of the mark then, I am intrigued by your tale.

Lady Elbereth Tealrose: The two of them are indeed very funny.

Legolas's Girl 9: Ah, but I quite enjoy your weekly report of your whereabouts, its quite amusing to read. Feel free to comment on the chapter thought, if I know what you like I can try to give you more of it.

Here I would like to thank everyone who reads my works, thank you.

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Then the truth can not be denied, they shall be brothers.