Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own anything! Lord of the Rings or any other thing mentioned here. Except, maybe, the hatred for a really bad math teacher that drove my insane to the point of writing this fic.

Sabriel: Sup people. Long time no see. Ducks flying objects

SORRY! But I couldn't think of anything funny to write in this fic. So ideas will be accepted with much appreciation!

Bobby Bilbo

Matrix Gandalf

r1pp3r Frodo

Movies Elves

Lord Coefficient Saruman

Tolkien Aragon

Titanic Elrond

D1ngd0ng Sam

Fr3d and Ge0rG3 Merry and Pipin

Rowling Arwen

Lord of the Equation

"We have to go, now!" he ordered.

The other two just nodded. They gathered their stuff together. Now if you are wondering what became of Fr3d and Ge0rg3, no they didn't die. Just before the trio set off, R1pp3r went and woke up the two who were still asleep against the door. Somehow they survived the explosion and slept on.

All Tolkien could think of when they explained all this to him, and who these guys were, was: I hope have that kind of luck in the lottery!

The odd group of people left Chatroom and walked along the highway. There were moments of silence then someone suddenly asked, "So… where are we going?"

The funny part was that no one answered. It was then chaos broke loose. D1ingD0ng thought Tolkien was leading. Tolkien thought r1pp3r was leading and he was following Tolkien. The twins were too busy playing on their Game Boys to even care.

It was finally decided that they would carry on the highway and pray that they ended up in a town. Fortunately for then, and Tolkien now confirms his theory that those two were the luckiest people in the world, that Fr3d walked into a sign on the road. The sign read…

"Cinema: 5000 steps this way…" and the dialog continued thus…

"Well, guess we are heading there now," said Tolkien, "Wait till you guys see the Cinemas, it's amazing, but don't stare at the Movies, there are sensitive about their ears. And never mention the Oscars around them!"

"That's cool, " said r1pp3r, " but how much further? I got to go the bathroom…"

Tolkien stopped in shock, his eyes popping out his sockets. His face mirrored amazement and shock. "…Bathroom? Uh-oh, I don't think that was in the blueprints for the sacred city of the Movies…"

The whole group stopped and stared at Tolkien. Silence.

Fr3d finally spoke, "OMG! That means….the Movies don't-" and he was stopped by Ge0rg3 clamping his hand over his brother's mouth.

"Sheesh man! Don't even go there!" he shuddered.

The gruesome thought caused the fellowship to be silent for quite some time…

The silence was broken once again by D1ngD0ng, "Are we there yet?"

Silence. He tried again. "Are we there yet?"

Only Tolkien answered for the others knew what was to come…

"No D1ngD0ng."

Two mintues later…

"Are we there yet?"

"NO!"

"Are we there yet?"

"NO! You stupid D1ngD0ng!"

"Are we there yet?"

Silence… Tolkien popped a vein and squeaked. He dived at D1ngD0ng. There was a scuffle and Tolkien emerged with D1ngD0ng gagged with his hands tied up behind his back.

Silence continued as they walked on, till r1pp3r spoke up, "I'm tired, hey, let's pick one of that hill which has danger written all over it to rest!"

Fr3d exclaimed in horror, "r1pp3r! Are you insane! Has Matrix taught you nothing?"

Ge0rg3 piped in, "Yeah! How can you thing about rest without eating?"

So with rest and supper on their minds the group climbed the hill to the top and started to set up camp.

A growl sounded around the camp, and Tolkien asked sheepishly, "Where are the cookies with the chocolate sprinkles? Show me the cookies!!!""

D1ngD0ng got an evil look on his face and smirked. He takes out a single cookie. A perfectly golden browned, round cookie. Tolkien started to drool. He stepped forward to take the sugary treat. He as in disparate need of a sugar rush. D1ngD0ng laughed evilly and threw the cookie down the hill.

"NOOO! The cookie! The sugar!" Tolkien screamed and raced down after the item, while D1ngD0ng laughed manically…

R1pp3r sighed and complained to D1ngD0ng, "Why did you do that? Now who is going to start the fire?"

At this the tins emerged from the darkness, making the two jumped. "Never fear!" said Fr3d, "I learnt a survival technique back home. Ge0rg3, hold the match in position!"

Ge0rg3 held the match by Fr3d's butt and replied "ready!"

"Light it!" ordered Fr3d and his twin did just as he said. And with a mighty "EESH!" Fr3d farted. The gas fueled the flame that lit the dry sticks Tolkien had collected.

"Wow, neat trick. Came I try next time?" asked r1pp3r.

The twins nodded and sat down by the fire. D1ngD0ng sat down and took out the cookies and they ate happily. R1pp3r sat down to eat after he pulled out an item from his pack. After they finished their sugary snack, they sat in silence. Then r1pp3r showed them what he had brought: a guitar.

They were shocked; no one knew he could play music! So seated, they waited with wide eyes for a display of skill from r1pp3r.

He took his guitar in his hands and was lost in thought. Silence, and then in the distance they heard cursing and screams of frustration. Tolkien was still scrambling in the dark for the cookie. Everyone wondered why he just didn't take another…

R1pp3r played a song that got smiles out of the band of merry gamers. It was…

I can't tell you the song just yet because my friend has the lyrics…. Sorry! Again, this was written by my cousin Diablo and me. (The farting joke was his idea!)

Don't own anything, just my soul and my mind…

Thanks, SJ.