Okay, I decided to carry on with this story a little as I came up with a few more ideas but I would still love to know if you guys like it so please R+R. well here goes, enjoy!
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Aragorn sat on a log in his bright pink spandex and lime green disco shirt, swinging his sword by the helm. He was board. With all his brilliant talents, he was soon the best and given the title of the 'best sexy, disco, swords man ever to live'. He had never been beaten on the battle field or the disco floor. The thing was, that he needed excitement but there was non. There was nothing to do and it had been like that for a while now. No beautiful madden to save, no great creature to slay, no authorities to run from and no decent discos to crash. The horse at his side that was tied to a tree was begin to grow restless as it snorted and violently pull on it's ropes. This got Aragorn's attention as he looked up and then checked his surroundings.
"who's there?" he demanded, preparing himself with his sword.
"calm down, it is me!" a squeaky voice said from the bushes as the small figure in a trench coat made himself known.
"ow, it's you Squeak," Aragorn said lowering his weapon. "what do you want?" he asked.
"what indeed," he said rubbing his hands together and giving a small chuckle as Aragorn looked at him and tilted his head to the side.
"are you pissed again?" Aragorn asked as agent Gollum looked up at him.
"no!" he squealed raising his hands in the air in defence as beer cans fell out of the trench coat. "he he. I can explain that," Gollum said getting slightly embarrassed.
"what ever. What are you doing here anyway? I told you that I don't want anything to do with your drunk ass self!" Aragorn said angrily as he eyed the small creature.
"he's looking for the Ring," agent Gollum simply said as Aragorn eyes widened.
"what? You mean, he knows where it is?" Aragorn asked shocked. Gollum simply nodded. "and I'm guessing that you want my help?" Aragorn asked looking at Gollum as he nodded again.
"you know what will happen if he finds it," Gollum said as Aragorn turned the opposite way. "I need you on this one," Gollum pleaded.
"your going to need more than just a sexy disco swords man to take on the Hobbit Godfather," Aragorn said thinking and showing of his disco moves.
"you have someone in mind?" Agent Gollum asked in hope.
There was a short pause as Agent Gollum started at the tall swords man and Aragorn simply began to think of his options. "leave it to me to find men brave and strong enough to help. You find the location of the ring and keep it as safe as you can," Aragorn said turning to face Gollum.
"Hey! I give the orders round here!" Gollum said in anger. "I want you to go get some recruits while I find the location of the ring and keep it as safe as possible," Gollum said as Aragorn eyed the small creature. "we will triumphant, is that not right my precious?" Gollum said picking up a crushed beer can and holding it up to his face while he creepily walked into the bushes and out of Aragorn's sight.
"that little man need's help… maybe I can get him a spot in the Middle-earth Rehab centre," Aragorn said thinking to himself as he prepared his steed for the journey.
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Fare, fare, fare away, in a Elf village just two miles away, a young, strapping man stood as his hair blew in the wind. He was looking out of a cabin window with one of the larges smiles plastered on his face. His name, Legolas. He was the hart throb of every girl in his village as also rage of every boyfriend who's girlfriends hart were taken. He carried on staring out side.
"wow, today is one of the best days I think will come!" he said cheerfully.
"ah!" came from with in the cabin. "come back to bed you over sized pointy eared freak!" a deep and strong voice said within.
"ow, but Gimli my love, it's such a beautiful day out today!" Legolas said smiling to the large Dwarf.
That's right, the hart throb of all the Elfets in the village was gay, and not just gay, but Gwarf (Gay with a Dwarf). This only made all the boyfriends even more annoyed as they we're being out done by a gay. Gimli on the over hand was a walking flea bag who liked having it up the arse but didn't see himself as gay. He was strong, powerful and extremely smelly but could soon take someone out with his mighty axe if he need to.
"what ever you stupid nature freak. Come suck my cock before breakfast would you? I have a rod the size of new jersey from thinking about that goat we ate," Gimli said as Legolas raised a eye brow then shrugged and walked towards him.
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