Chapter 3: Meanwhile, in Ithilien…
For their own good, the Imperial Ice Cream guards kept quiet about this little incident, as they knew very well that if Aragorn knew they had abandoned their posts, he would first skin them alive, then spit them, roast them over a slow fire, and finally serve them for dinner. So all that Aragorn ever heard was that the twins, in fluffy pink nightgowns, had been seen running through the streets late at night. Being high on Ice Cream, and having a vivid imagination, this was enough to send him into a fit of laughter which caused him to withdraw from society for several hours until he regained his composure.
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Meanwhile in Ithilien, Faramir and Eowyn were receiving a visit from the King of Rohan. Eowyn, of course, knew better than to believe that his reasons for being there were altogether innocent, and told him so.
"I know why you're here, Eomer."
"Of course you do. I told you."
"Did you really expect me to believe that you missed me?"
"Why, of course I missed you! Why shouldn't I miss you?"
"Well, perhaps, but you have other motives. I know you do."
"And what, pray tell, do you believe my motives to be?"
"It is obvious. What do you always come to do? You are here to torment the King."
"Why should I wish to torment the King? I do not understand."
"I don't know why you wish to, but you do. I know you. It is your chief delight in life. If you are not careful, you will be starting a war! And at a time like this, when those horrible Elves are already here, making him miserable. Why now, of all times?"
"Legolas and the Twins? Oh my. I have just remembered that I have urgent business in Minas Tirith. I must see them at once, while they remain in the city! Come on, Eowyn, don't you want to help me? You're no fun any more. But you'll come round, when you see how much fun I'm having. Gotta go!"
Oops.
TBC
R&R, please
That's kind of retarded actually. If you're down here you've already read it, so don't R&R.
R!