Next time we walk

Disclaimer: As you may or may not know, the fellowship has been kidnapped by myself and is being held for ransom. Certain members will be going on sale on E-bay as soon as I can get some time on my hands, so keep your eyes glued to the computer screen. In the mean time, all ideas are mine...so if you steal them I will come after you and eat you. Enjoy the story!

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Inside the cinema, the fellowship walks up to the admissions booth. Inside, a salesman looks up as Aragorn and Gandalf peer through the window. "Hello. May help you?" She asked sweetly, unaware of the frustration that was going to follow.

"We'd like to know where we are." Aragorn explained. "You see, we're from Middle Earth and-"

"Oh, you're here to see Lord of the Rings, Return of the King, aren't you?" The Saleswomen asked cheerfully, cocking her head slightly and smiling widely.

Aragorn looked a bit intimidated by this ever so cheerful chick. Pippin turned to Merry. "Not another mad person." He whispered, while Merry nodded in agreement. All four hobbits took three steps backwards.

Aragorn decided to try and get through to the saleswoman. "I'm sorry ma'am, but you see, the king has already returned."

The saleswomen remained oblivious. She took the opportunity to count up the fellowship while they were looking at each other in confusion. "Here you are. Three adult tickets and five children's tickets."

Merry looked around. "We don't have any children."

Pippin frowned, then folded his arms across his chest. "Yeah. I want an adult ticket."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Pippin, you don't even know what a ticket is."

Pippin smiled and looked pleased with himself. "Ticket...doesn't that have a fun ring to it?"

The saleswoman was looking a little annoyed, but decided to keep going. "That will be 120 please."

Aragorn and Legolas exchanged raised eyebrows. "120 what?"

The saleswoman's cheesy smile slipped slightly. "Dollars."

Gandalf glared out at her from underneath his bushy eyebrows. "Dollars? What are these dollars that you speak of?"

"This!" The saleswoman cried, grabbing a handful of dollar bills and waving them around. She could tell this wasn't going well.

"You already have some." Gimili pointed out. "Why do you want more?"

The saleswoman stared at him at a loss for words.

"For once, the dwarf has a point." Aragorn agreed before turning to the rest of the fellowship. "Come. Let us find someone intelligent in this place that can help us."

The fellowship wandered through the cinema until they entered a theatre where Lord of the Rings was playing. An army of orcs appeared on the screen and the hobbits screamed in terror.

Aragorn drew his sword. "Don't worry hobbits! We'll protect you! Charge!"

Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimili ran forward and began to attack the screen. Moans and complains were heard from the audience as they began to hack the screen to pieces.

"Why...won't..you...die?" Aragorn panted, slashing at the screen, his blade glowing in the dim lighting.

"I don't understand." Legolas shouted back. "They must be some kind of immortal orc!"

Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimili appeared on the screen. There was a clattering sound as Gimili dropped his axe. Gimil, Legolas, and Aragorn took three steps backward and stared with mouths open.

Aragorn pointed at the screen unnecessarily. "That's us."

"Gazumblatt." Legolas murmured, no other word coming to his mind.

"For once I agree with the Elf." Gimili said, rubbing his eyes and looking at the screen again.

"Maybe they're imposters." Aragorn suggested after a few seconds.

"Let's ask Gandalf." Legolas turned and looked for the white-haried wizard. "Gandalf?"

Gandalf was no where to be seen. Just then, the lights came on in the theatre and the security guards rushed in.

"All right, drop those weapons!" One shouted.

"Yeah, you're coming with us!" Two guards grabbed Merry and Pippin and began to drag them off.

"Help!" Merry cried, struggling against the security guard. "We're being kidnapped again!"

There is a sound of a horn being blown as Boromir runs on to the scene.

"Never fear hobbits! I will save you!" He shouted heroically before he began to attack the security guards. Meanwhile, Frodo and Sam run in one direction while Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimili run in the other.

After they were a couple of hallways away, Legolas stopped and looked around. "Where is everyone?"

Aragorn and Gimili stopped as well. "I don't know." Aragorn shrugged. "I thought they were following us."

Gimili looked over his shoulder as Frodo and Sam sprinted down a hallway in the distance. "Look! There goes Frodo and Sam! Let's go after them!"

Aragorn shook his head. "No. For now we must help Merry and Pippin. The fate of the quest has passed out of our hands."

Legolas gave him a weird look. "Quest? What quest?"

Gimili also looked confused. "I didn't know the fate of the quest was in our hands!"

Aragorn struck a dramatic pose. "Come. Let us go rescue Merry and Pippin."

Legolas nodded, then stopped to think. "Wait. What about Boromir?"

Aragorn shrugged and gave Legolas a weird look. "What about Boromir? He's impossible to kill anyway. Believe me, I've tried."

Legolas stared blankly at him before the trio ran off down the hallway in search of Merry and Pippin.

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Well, what do you think? Reviews? Please? I love you...gives puppy dog eyes

And as for you Manwathiel, you get a ticket to the movies for being so nice to me!

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