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Once upon a time, in a far faraway kingdom, there lived a prince. A very handsome prnce. Extremely handsome. More handsome than all princes in the world. Especially more than Elladan and Elrohir. Ehehe…
This handsome prince had an ugly slave by the name Gimli. Whatever the prince asked him to do, he will do it. Gimli was the ugliest slave ever, much to the contrast of the prince whose long, soft, golden hair shines as bright as the sun at noon. Not that I like the sun at noon, because I like my complexion to be as fair as ever. Anyway…
One day, the ever-charming prince wanted some apple pie. But there were no apples to be found anywhere in the kingdom. Or so says ugly Gimli. So, the prince sent off letters to all heroes of the country to look for the reddest and juiciest apple of the entire top, bottom, and the middle-earth for the enjoyment of their beloved prince.
The next day, came Aragorn who is almost as handsome as the prince, but not quite, because of his dirty looks. Then came Boromir with his big horn and Frodo with his faithful companion, Sam. All of them set out to find the reddest and juiciest apple for their beloved prince.
The handsome prince waited patiently upon his majestic throne, delicately doing his manicure till his nails shone in perfection. He waited, and waited but none came back. For they were all eaten up by the big angry monster in the caves of ugly Gimli's relatives, Elladan and Elrohir too. So the almost as handsome Aragorn is dead and thus, diminish the rivalry between him and the handsomest prince in the whole top, bottom and middle-earth.
Then, came the most beautiful princess with eyes that sparkle like the freshest springs of water. She brought with her the reddest and juiciest apple of all and made apple pies for the handsomest prince. And they got married and lived happily ever after.
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Legolas looked up from the paper that he was writing on and smiled. It was the best story ever written! He ran off and framed it up. Later that day, he hung the perfect story upon the door of Gandalf's study so that whoever passes by that room can revel in the beauty and awesomeness of this story.
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Authoress' note: Now, that was random wasn't it? I needed a break from the mountain-load of assignments that I have to complete by next week Feel free to flame me..gwahahaha….