WHAZZA!

Sorry I haven't updated in like forever…

Well actually I'm not sorry…I've been too busy to be sorry.

But anyway…um…once again I'm postponing the continued chapter because I can't think of a way to continue it. Anyway, so what I am going to do is have this chapter be all bloopers from the past chapters.

happy dance

Disclaimer: does it look like I own this? What do I have to do explain everything to you? I don't own the freaking thing, get over it!

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Bloopers for chapter one: A Sticky Situation

Kel, Neal, Merric, Tobe, and other dudes who really aren't important are all stuck in a whole bunch of honey. Lights crew and director are watching and filming off set praying to Mithros that they wont have to do another take.

"I'm really sorry guys," Merric starts. "I thought the bucket was full of water not this honey crap." Merric then had an itch on his shoe and tries to look down to scratch it, to find that the honey was indeed real honey and not the fake stuff that was usually in movies.

"It's okay Merric. We'll just wait for someone to come and save us," Kel says maybe a little too icily. She is very hot tempered because they have been working on this shot for the past two hours, and the honey was getting quite annoying.

Neal, Kel, Merric, Tobe, and the other guys wait for a few more minutes for Dom to enter. However, when Dom was supposed to arrive, no Dom came.

Half an hour later…

"Okay guys, I have just about lost it. I know I'm supposed to be all calm and crap, but this is uncalled for. Where the (badword) is Dom!" Kel cries stuck in a lot of honey. She looks over towards Neal—well tries to—to find that he is just about to explode.

"WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON DOM I AM GOING TO PUT SOMETHING VERY EVIL AND SQUISHY IN HIS BED!" Neal roars very much pissed off.

"What like you?" asks the lights guy who is holding up a very bright light. However him holding up that light isn't for long, for Neal just threw his shoe at the lights guy and then knocked him out in a way that only Neal could.

"Now people, no violence in my studio please--." Starts the flustered director.

"Oh who asked you, you overweight lard with a mutant mustache and chicken feet?" snaps Kel. Everyone stares at Kel awed. They never knew she had such good name calling skills.

The director looks down at his legs to find that they did indeed resemble a chicken's in many ways. He then burst into tears and ran off to grandma's house where he felt important and loved. And anyway, the director's grandma cooked some very delightful oatmeal cookies.

"Kel, you just made our director cry," Merric points out quite surprised.

"Be quiet. You're the one who started this anyway, clumsy Honey Dropper Guy-thing," Kel snaps with a very evil glare. Merric cowers away not wanting to get hurt. Only he can't move because remember, there's honey everywhere.

"I'm here to save you!" Announced a most impatiently waited for Dom as he barged through the door. "Sorry I'm late! I had a hot date."

"WE DON'T CARE, NOW HURRY UP AND GET US OUT OF THIS CRAP BEFORE I DECIDE THAT I DON'T WANT AN OLDER COUSIN ANYMORE!" Neal cries furious.

Dom shrinks to the wall and immediately gets them out of the honey. Then the cast feels like idiots because the crew could have gotten them out of the honey in the first place instead of waiting for Dom. But then again that wouldn't make the blooper as funny would it now?

OOO

Kel and Dom are on set at their little horse ride place. Neal is hiding mysteriously in the bushes and Kel and Dom aren't supposed to know that he's there, but they actually do.

"Yeah but that's until death and I don't feel like killing the person who helped me get though my knighthood. And anyway, someone has to keep Neal under control," Kel says. Dom laughs, not from what Kel said, but because he never noticed how hairy Kel's nose was.

"kkkkkkeeeeeeelll-OOF!" Neal cries from behind the large bush. "That hurt…OMG A SPIFER…Spifer? WTF? I mean… A SPIDER A SPIDER! (areallygirliescreamthatissohighpitchedthatnotevenakeyboardcandescribehowhorribleitis.)"

The lense in the camera shatters and the cameraman gets really pissed off.

"A spider? Shakith and Odd's Bobs where?" screams Alanna from off set. She bounces out of her seat and stands on her chair as if thinking that standing off of the ground would protect her from the "vicious" spider.

"Hey those are my words!" Daine accuses with a pointing finger. She storms over towards Alanna furiously and takes out a very evil looking antler from her pocket. Don't ask how it fit in there or what it is doing there in the first place. It is a gift from her father okay?

"Hahaha, I laugh at you," laughs Alanna with a laugh. "You think you can beat me with your 'Antler Of Doom'? I laugh!" Alanna then takes out her sword.

"Yeah well—I have the power of—um—magical animal stuff! And cool rare stuff like that!" Daine brags. And then Alanna and Daine start a nuclear/violent/antler-sword, fight and everyone runs away from both the nuclear toxins and spider which was forgotten by Alanna and Daine as they still fought crazily.

OOO

Chapter Two: No One Will Miss Him

Cleon had just walked into the empty classroom as Kel waited happily for him, wanting to kill him off as soon as possible. She truly hated Cleon in a hateful way that couldn't be described by even the most poetic poets, like Neal for instance.

(Warning: The following is in no way acting of any sort. But real life)

"Cleon, I have to tell you something," Kel said dangerously violent. Gods she just wanted to steal Alanna's sword and stab him into tiny little pieces, eat him, and then kill him. But wait that in no way could work. Darn it all!

Kel made a menacing face and stabbed Cleon straight through the heart. No ketchup, or movie blood, or even fake blood, came out of Cleon's wound, but alas Cleon had been truly stabbed and his own blood poured out of him.

"Odd's Bobs! I thought this was supposed to be fake!" Cleon gasped oddly enough happy.

Then Daine came out of the bushes (even though they were indoors), and made a fist at Cleon. "I have had it! No more using my words! I know I'm the cool trend setter around here and all, but--."

"Oi! No ye aint!" cried some random guy off the set.

"Shush! They don't know that!" Daine said motioning towards the readers. "And it was a secret anyway!"

"It's not a secret anymore." pointed out the random guy simply.

"Oh," Daine said dumbly. She then trudged off towards the stables—the only place where she really fit in.

Anyway, Cleon is still bleeding to death, Kel is still on her violent romp, and the reader's are staring at her confused, the random guy is playing patty cake with a fat piece of mutant pie.

"Pie!" Jon screamed from his throne far far away. "I died from pie! Take it away! I banish you from the country!"

And then a mob of candy coated termites ate Jon all up even though he wasn't made of wood. Or was he?

But alas the pie was already banished and the random guy could play patty cake no more.

In Carthak…

The pie arrived off of the boat and found him in a rich casino with cool stuff and rich guys. He sat down with a bunch of poker freaks and gamblers hoping that it was his lucky day. It was his life long dream to be rich—even if he was pie.

"It's about time eh old chap?" asked some guy.

Silence.

"…Righto."

What's up with the English accents?

Then people crowded around as they watched Ozorne do cartwheels over the land.

Back to Tortall we go…

Now back in Tortall, crows mobbed the palace and the annual sweater making day was cancelled because making sweaters was overrated. Cleon is still bleeding, Kel still evil, Tuisane is laughing at us, people are wondering how the heck this is a blooper, Faleron just stepped on a snail and is feeling really bad, Merric jumped off of Balor's Needle, and Numair's magical appendix disappeared.

"Are you bloody dead yet!" Kel screamed exasperated as she stared at Cleon's laughing body.

"Nope…ah no wait…now I am."

And then Cleon died.

WTF?

So now everyone is partying and Kel did a happy dance, Dom disappeared (AKA he got drunk), Neal went snowboarding in his underwear, and foreign adventurers found a large dragon turd blocking the Great Road North.

OOO

No one would've guessed:

A while and four headless bodies later, Kel had reached Jonathan's room. She crept silently inside thanking Lord Wyldon for his strict training. The sleeping king didn't even notice at all. She couldn't even see his head under the mass of down pillows and comforters.

It's a shame that I can't see him in pain, Kel thought. She couldn't help but think such dark thoughts when the man who ruined so many people's lives was sleeping right in front of her.

"I can't take this anymore," she whispered ever so quietly. She tiptoed towards the bed and gently peeled away the covers.

Her eyes grew wide. "NEAL! WHAT THE CRAP ARE YOU DOING HERE!" she screamed in horror.

Humana Humana Humana

"GET OUT RIGHT…OMY…YUKI! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TWO DOING! YOU KNOW WHAT? DON'T ANSWER THAT! I DON'T WANT TO KNOW!"

"But Kel—."

"No buts Neal. What gave you the nerve to sleep in the King's bedroom! Your reputation will be ruined! You—."

"Kel what are you talking about? This isn't the King's bedroom," Neal pointed out.

"Of course it is," she snapped.

"Holy Moley," Yuki said holding her head and covering herself with the covers.

"Hey that's a good one!" announced Daine.

"Go away you!"

"Okay!

And Daine walked off.

"Kel what have you been on?" When Kel opened her mouth to answer, Yuki glared. "You know what? I don't want to know. This isn't the King's Castle, this is Queenscove."

"Don't be silly."

"I'm not being sill Kel," Yuki said.

Kel walked over to the nearest map to find that indeed this was Queenscove and not the King's summer home.

"Ah. My mistake. I got my latitude and longitude mixed up, sorry bout that. Continue on."

"Okay. Hmmmm mmm hmm oh you're good mmm hmmmmmm mm."

"EWW NOT WHILE I'M STILL HERE NEAL!"

"Oh…sorry."

And Kel ran out of the nearest door scarred for life.

I hope that teaches a lesson to you kids. Always check your latitude and longitude before you try to murder someone.

OOO

The Sleepover Blooper

Everyone is having a great time at the sleepover when all of a sudden there was a knock at the door.

"Hey wait a minute, no one is supposed to be at the door," hissed Neal to Faleron. Faleron also looked confused.

"Just open it anyway," whispered Owen. Neal shrugged and rose from the ground where they sat in a circle.

When Neal opened the door, his eyes grew wide.

"Arrr!" growled a pirate from the doorway as he and his pirate group barged through the door. "We've come to take your panties!"

"Don't you mean you've come to the party?" Neal corrected as he collected himself. The rest of the group stood up with confused looks.

"No!" cried another pirate with a crooked nose and one leg. "We have come to take your panties!"

"Well, why?" Kel asked staring at them strangely.

"Panties make us jolly!" exclaimed a fat pirate.

"Now you're talkin' my language!" Owen said.

"Arrr!"

"I'm a Pirate!"

"Yes we know that."

"Well if you want to take our panties, then you'll have to get through us first!" Merric said defensively.

"Arrr!"

"Then we shall fight!"

All of the pirates got moldy breadsticks out of their pockets.

"Wait a minute Wait a minute!" cried Neal holding up his arms to stop the pirates. "What are you pantie stealing pirates doing here anyway? And why in the name of Mithros are you fighting with breadsticks?"

"Arrr!"

"We've come to take your panties!"

"Yeah we know but why?" asked Faleron, as he grew impatient.

"I'm hungry!"

"You want our panties because you're hungry?" asked Kel confused.

"I've been to Carthak!"

"OKAY THAT IS IT! I QUIT!" Neal cried. And he stormed out of the door having enough of this pantie business.

OOO

Kel, Merric, Faleron, Neal, Raould, and Owen all went inside with Alanna to pants King Jonathan during Owen's dare.

At last they attacked. It was chaos all around. Alanna quickly held Jonathan's arms so he couldn't move while Owen ran over. Kel and Neal helped the Lioness with stabilizing the king, while Raould snuck in unnoticed. If Jon ever found out he was there, he would be so grounded.

Owen grabbed the king's breeches and tugged.

"Guys they won't come off!" Owen told them frantically as he tugged even harder. But alas his breeches would not budge.

"Maybe it's because his as—." Neal started.

"Pull harder then," Faleron urged.

Owen tried again. "Dammit you king what did you do to your breeches!"

The King laughed evilly. "I duct taped them to my shirt!" And he laughed evilly once again.

"No! Not the duct tape! That freakin stuff never comes off!" Owen cried.

The king chortled. "I know!"

"Ewww. So are you saying you don't change your pants because they're duct taped to you?" Alanna asked clearly disgusted. And to think she slept with that man!

"Yep!"

"Okay that is uncalled for," Kel said.

"Well if they can't come off, just kill him!" Merric hissed.

Owen shrugged and beheaded the king with his trusty sword. They quickly ran out of the room.

OOO

The story of Varice blooper:

Alanna, as the very average lady knight that she was, once again walked up to the door in which Numair and Daine were killing Varice in. Now Alanna knew that it wasn't average to do this again (and it wasn't in the script), but she really wanted to help Numair and Daine in killing Varice.

So for once Alanna did the unaverage thing and opened the door with her average gift.

Heroically, she stepped through the doorway and held up her gallant sword. "In the name of Odd's bobs I have—."

"Hey!" Daine yelled in an interuptingly like way. "You stole my word again!"

Alanna fumed threateningly. "Don't make me go all Lioness on you!"

"Oh! Bring it on biotch!" Daine taunted.

And once again Alanna and Daine were in a very violent cat-fight. No one seemed to be winning however because even though Alanna was indeed a Lioness, it didn't dare match the cat power of Daine who had wild magic.

Numair stared at them blankly, and then realized what was going on. "Girls! Girls! Girls!" Daine and Alanna growled at him and glared.

"Ah, I mean, Ladies! Ladies! Ladies! I know you find me irresistibly irresistible, but there's no reason to fight!"

Alanna and Daine both stared at him as if he were crazy. Then they both threw mushrooms at him.

"Men," they both said at the same time. They smiled at each other.

"You're telling me," Daine said as she rolled her eyes. "So desperate that one."

"They're all the same," Alanna told her. "Take my advice, never get married."

They both laughed and walked out of the room leaving Numair to himself, fighting out of a gigantic pile of mushrooms.

OOO

Poison blooper:

Alanna, who had just had her visit with George, walked down the eerie and spooky street with a shiver. Gods she hated the cold. Something wasn't right.

She heard hollow footsteps behind her. Quickly she turned around with her daggers in her hands, to only find a piece of parchment blowing down the street.

She glared and started to walk, this time faster.

Once again, footsteps.

She sighed. "What the crap do you want?" she snapped irritated as she turned around.

Alanna yelped when she found a dark robed man standing before her.

"I want all you—OMY! PURPLE EYES! PURPLE—hey wait. Alanna where are your purple eyes?"

Alanna stared at him. "What do you mean? I put my contacts in before the shot."

The director sighed. "Are you sure you didn't forget?"

"I'm sure."

The director snapped his fingers, and one of his assistants came over to Alanna holding a mirror.

Alanna looked into it closely to find that her eyes were indeed not purple, but her natural color of gray. "Oh my. Maybe I did forget to put them in."

The director sighed again. "Go to your trailer and put your eyes in and we'll start over."

"Over my dead body!" Alanna snapped. Alanna did not like her contacts.

"That can be arranged!" Roger yelled from off set.

"Go away Roger!" yelled the whole cast. Roger was indeed not needed until scene twenty-four and three quarters.

Roger sulked away unloved and misunderstood.

OOO

An eventful trip blooper:

Emmy, who had just arrived at the palace, walked up to her rooms to-be with Kel and Neal.

On the way there however they ran into trouble. Standing before them was king Jonathan and his groupies, Cleon, Duke Roger, Varice, Delia, an evil scientist, Vinson, Zahir, Joren, and Lian the Shang dragon.

"Why hello there!" Emmy greeted happily. "My name is Emily of…bubble gum! What's yours?"

The king laughed a hearty laugh. "Who am I? Who am I? Wait—who am I?"

The king's advisor rolled his eyes and got out a parchment muttering about idiot kings who didn't even know who they were. "You are laying your eyes on the king of Tortall. Your excellence and imperialness, King Jonathan of Conte. Assassination attempts are from noon to five. All assassins must be wearing black. No acceptions apply. Pay your taxes."

"I would gladly love to pay my taxes, but I don't know what taxes are!" Emmy said happily. She walked over to shake the king's hand, but tripped over a rug.

Nothing happened.

"Wait wait, let me try again," Emmy said as she stood up. She tripped on the rug again.

Still nothing happened.

Once again she tripped, but alas no chain reaction occurred.

"Why wont you die dammit!" Emmy screamed to the evil guys who were fighting down laughs.

The king chuckled. "I don't feel like dying today."

"That's not how it works," Emmy said. The girl looked over towards Kel and Neal. "Why won't they die?"

Neal shrugged. "I don't know. Let's just kill them." Emmy shrugged and they ran over towards the evil guys killing them with swords and in Emmy's case, permanent markers and rotten radishes.

OOO

Harry's adventure blooper:

When Hermione, Ron, and Harry were looking for a secret entrance to the castle in Harry's behalf, they met a singing man with a fiddle.

"Hello!" the singing man sang. "I am Fiddler the fiddler!"

"Er, congratulations," Ron said disturbed. They continued their search not noticing that the Fiddler was following them along with his pep band and Broadway dancers.

Ron ran into a freaky knight with purple eyes and started screaming like a mad man. They introduced each other and Hermione found out that she didn't like Alanna very much. She showed it clearly. Then they found that they didn't know how to get home.

"Unfortunately we do not know how to get home," Hermione said hotly.

"We don't?"

"We don't?"

"You don't?"

"THEY DOOOOOOOONN'T!" sang a large group of dancers dressed up a peasants as they danced. Women carried jugs of milk and rags, and men had pitchforks and—oh my are those tap shoes on their feet? They began to dance in complex formations like in a Broadway show.

"No they don't. No they don't. They don't know how to go home!" sang the women as they turned and skipped around gardens and barrels.

"Yes they don't. Don't know how to go home!" sang the men in deep voices.

"OOOOOOOH! THEY DON'T!" they screamed.

A tall woman in a white work dress and brown apron came up to the center. "You see. It started with a potion!"

"YES WITH A POTION!"

"But with that potion came trouble!"

"OH LOT'S OF TROUBLE."

"For these three wizards. Now stuck in a land. A land they don't know."

"THEY DON'T KNOW?"

"They don't know it. Now they have troubles yes lot's of troubles. Running into knights, having fights, just piles of trouble!"

"AAAHHHHHHH TROUBLE!"

"But then there came the question—."

"WOULD YOU JUST SHUT. THE. FLIP. UP!" cried Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Alanna.

"We know we're in trouble. No need to rub it in!" snapped Hermione. "Now to home with you! You should be ashamed of yourselves!"

The men, women, and fiddler trudged off with drooping soldiers. Alanna smirked.

…A while later…

Ron, Harry, and Hermione all feel like idiots because they wont get in trouble for summoning the dark mark.

"Jeez how could we be so stupid!" Hermione said growing happier by the second. "I won't be expelled, I won't be expelled!"

"She won't be expelled! Er—I mean, we won't be expelled!" Ron cried

"You won't be expelled?"

"You would've gotten expelled?"

"What the bloody hell does expel mean?"

"ooooh. OOOOOH! OHHHHH! OHHHHH! NOT EXPELLED!" cried singers from below them.

"Oh jeez," whispered Hermione as she hit herself on the forehead.

The King's door crashed open and there stood the fiddler. "Yes now they would have gotten expelled. But NO you see not so. Yes they would have gotten expelled. Thanks to Alanna! Yes oh yes we knooooooOOOOOOOOOW!"

"Mithros, and Shakith," Alanna whispered shaking her head.

"Now we know they aren't expelled and Ron is very happy. Because if Hermione was expelled. Ron would be all crappppppy! Why you ask? Is that so? What? You didn't know? Well, WELL, WELL!

"It started the fist year of Hogwarts, when they fist met, Ron had crap on his nose, and Hermione's a brunette! And now you see Ron has a crush on thee! La La La La."

Ron grew very red. "Er…"

"HOLD ON HOLD ON! STOP EVERYTHING!" Hermione screamed holding up her hands.

The fiddler stopped fiddling, but tripped over a rug as an outcome and fell out of the window with a yell.

"LOOK OUT BELOW!"

"Chh, now it works!" Emmy said furious from outside the window. "How come it didn't work in my blooper!"

"I don't care," Hermione said. She then turned towards the still red Ron. "Is this true Ron?"

Ron gulped. "Mmmm hmmm," he squeaked his voice barely audible.

Hermione shrugged. "I was always suspicious. I know you find me irresistible."

"Now that's what I'm talking about," said the muffled voice of Numair through the door.

Alanna rolled her eyes. "I better go take care of this," she told them. "Daine where are you!"

"Hey where's Harry?" asked Ron looking around. Indeed our little hero was not seen.

"DOWN HERE GUYS!" Harry called. He was outside in the courtyard hanging around the men dancers. "THESE TAP SHOES ARE PRETTY NIFTY!"

"Goodness," whispered Hermione ashamed.

OOO

Ron Harry and Hermione find out that Numair is the key to getting them home.

"I think Numair can help with that," Jonathan said.

"What's a Numair?" Ron asked. Harry and Hermione also looked quite confused.

"What's a Numair? What's a Numair!" boomed a voice through the door. The door slammed open. "Hey sup king yo," he said waving to the king. Then his attention drew back to the three wizards. "Are you saying you don't know who I, Numair Samalin, the greatest mage in the land, am!"

"Now we do," Ron muttered into Harry's ear. Harry laughed.

"Well good," Numair said. I just wanted to make that clear. "Now why did you need me?"

OOO

The Life of a Day in the Crazy World blooper: Emmy falls on stuff

"HEY YOU WITH THE HAIR!" Emmy cried as she began to fall down from a very high ceiling. Now how she got up there in the first place is not to be discussed.

"Who me?" asked Neal to no one in particular. He didn't know where the voice was coming from.

"YEAH, YOU HAVE HAIR DON'T YOU!"

"Why of course!" Neal said happily. "The best hair in the land I must add."

"LOOK OUT BELOW!"

"WTF!" but before he could say more he was smashed by a laughing Emmy.

"Wheeeeeee! That was SO much fun! Again aga—oof."

Emmy tripped over yet another rug.

Giggling insanely she quickly got up to go to the next nearest drop to trample someone else.

But before she got to the nearest drop she fell down five flights of stairs, got trapped in two elevators, stepped on a snail, and kicked Wyldon in the nuts—on accident of course.

Neal got up weakly and brushed off his pants. "Well that was a waste of time," he said to himself. "Now where did that floopowder cart go?"

…Some where else…

"HEY YOU WITH THE H—oh no wait. HEY YOU WITH ALMOST NO HAIR!" cried Emmy to below.

A man with a really big bald spot looked up. "Yes—hey wait a minute!"

"Uh oh I'm in for it now," said Emmy. "UH…YES?" she asked of the man.

"Don't I know you?"

"UH…NO! YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN WITH MY TWIN. WE LOOK ALIKE!"

"Oh," said the man as he thought. He then looked back up to the still falling Emmy. "Well tell your twin I said hi." He laughed. "She's hot."

"Omy goodness," whispered Emmy as if she were talking to some type of foreign idiot. "Will do so sir!" she called to him. "Oh and sir!"

"Yes?"

"LOOK OUT BELOW!"

"Oof!"

…In middle earth…

"bksafhlasdfhish?"

"jmmkmm asjkfhfhekhf!"

"ahhsfdklh? Sdkfhekhf welkasfhej flefhfhakshd!"

"ASFKHSALEKFHEKHFLKH!"

"?"

"…"

"blackinheimer."

"shmerheadajsfbskf!"

"sdlfkhehf."

"Um…Legolas, what are you doing!" Gimili asked disturbed.

"Speaking in elfish," informed Legolas as he chewed on lambas bread. Mmm lambas bread.

"To who?" Gimili asked. All he saw was a nuclear hobbit war, and some people with glowy sticks that went (glowweeoohisshissoosffnhflf).

"To my friend. His name is Gary."

"And is Gary invisible?" Gimili asked as if he were talking to a child. He was beginning to think that maybe he should have put Legolas in the mentally ill hospital when he had the chance.

"No silly! Gary is imaginary!"

"Ah…"

"Gimili how could you say such a thing!" Legolas said surprised. "Saying that word is very insulting to the imaginary!"

"What word?"

"You know, that word!"

"And what word is that word?" Gimili asked. "Salted pork?"

"No, the other word!"

"I have no—."

"HEY YOU WITH LOT'S OF HAIR!"

"Who me?" asked Gimili. He was the one who had lots of hair around here.

"YES YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE MUTANT BEARD!"

"It's not a mutant beard," pouted Gimili. "And anyway, it smells like salted pork."

Ewww.

"WATCH OUT BEARED DUDE!" cried Emmy.

"Wha—oof."

"GARY!" Legolas asked to 'Gary'. "Gary are you okay!"

"What? So you're not concerned about me!" Gimili asked from under a giggling Emmy. "I'm the one who got smashed."

"Yes, but you're not the one who has a fear of people falling from the sky!" Legolas told him concerned for his Gary. "Gary are you sure your okay?"

Silence

"I thought just so, Gary."

"Hi guys!"

"Aragorn what are you doing back from the dead?" Legolas asked.

"Huh? I'm back? Oh! Well that's great!" Aragorn said happily. It's always happy when you come back from the dead. Unless of course your name is Roger.

"Hey!" Roger said angrily. "Some people liked me coming back!"

No they didn't. Now go back to your tomb where you belong!

Roger trudges off.

"We win! We win! The hobbits win!" cried a hobbit victoriously.

"What are you talking about! All of you were hobbits," pointed out Aragorn.

"Oh…I guess you're right." The hobbit shrugged. "Get me more radioactive waste!"

Right…

Then all of a sudden Neal came out of nowhere. "Has anyone seen the floopowder cart?"

OOO

Flying Pigs blooper:

One day Numair woke up in his comfy bed. Something felt very wrong however. He slipped off his blanket and stared at his feet, wide eyed.

"DAINE WHERE IS MY TOE!" he yelled to the other room.

"I don't know hun, check in the bookcase!" cried back Daine.

"Not there!" Numair said panicking.

"Ask Kitten!"

Numair looked for the dragon. Once he found her he asked her flustered.

"She doesn't know either!"

"I don't know Numy!" Daine cried sympathetic.

"My toe! My beautiful toe! Nothing will ever be the same!"

OOO

Lol…kay I've been working on this for like the past week.

I hope you like it…if not then it's fine with me. As long as you review. Flames will be made fun of, so you're welcome to flame me up!

Disclaimer: I own Gary. As for the other stuff, that is not my genius.

Replies:

Firstly Deprived: Dude nice going with the reviewness. Really long. Yes Numair's missing toe will serve as quite a problem for our mage. I took the pirate idea, I thought it was hilarious! You know I don't know what you sound like. Wow…issues. Maybe you should go to group therapy! I think that will be next chapter. Just because it seems so funny. Group therapy will be fun. Maybe I should go with my friends. THAYET AND OWEN ARE HAVING A BABY! Oh my…well…as much as an age difference, as that is…um…I'll have to congratulate them. Lol. You little butt squisher you…

Arwen-Dragonrider: Yay I updated again! Huzzah to the moose! Ron…mmm. I like to eat Ron for breakfast.

Sull89: Yes there is a lot of randomness in this chapter. I swear I have never laughed so much in my life. Wow…:tries to breathe:fails:dies:

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Ethuiliel: yea really scary…dude…wow…lol. thanx

Queenofdakittys: I like replying to reviewer because it makes it so we become more connected I guess, and its funness. YAY! Lol that's a good one too.

Jeweled Rose: Yay you're back! Dude that is pretty mental. I don't quote Monty Python a lot. Only with one of my friends and that isn't too often. I've never tried radishes before either. Ahh, no fluff in this one either. I keep forgetting. Fluff later. Promise.

Narm's Boreas: Numair's toe is gone! No! lol. I can tell you're obsessed with Numy. Lol.

Now please push the button below font. You know you want to. Don't be lazy!