Fro: *grump* Herpem flallum phrazzazaz...
Sam: Mr. Frodo?
Fro: *slouch* Lally-lally hoom hoom burarum...
Sam: You're not going to take offence at what Gandalf did, are you? I mean, what's a porcelain cow anyway?
Fro: It's mine!
Sam: Maybe. But let's go back to Bag End, hmm? Maybe have a nice cup of hot cocoa?
Fro: Mmm...chocolate...
*they go back in*
Sam: Where'd Gandalf go?
Gandy: *grabbing both their shoulders* BOOGABOOGABOOGA!
*both hobbits scream*
Gandy: And that is how evil the Ring of Your Uncle Bilbo is.
Fro: Wow, I had no idea!
Gandy: And Sauron is sending his most feared servants...the I.R.S.!
Both hobbits: *gasp!*
Gandy: Oops, wrong servants. He is sending...The Nazgul!
Both hobbits: *blank stare*
Gandy: They're big and black and scary, and they scream like this! *WREEEE!!*
BH: *blank stare*
Gandy: Anyway, they're on their way here. I devined this while NOT talking to Radagast, my spotlight-stealing bird-talking Saruman's-pet of a cousin. *cough* I also found that Saruman wants me, sooooo...I guess you're on your own. Don't use the Ring! I think Your Uncle put in non-matching batteries, and it might explode or leak acid all over your new pants. So long! *rushes out the door*
Sam: Um...did you get that?
Fro: *zzzsnork* Huh? Oh, yeah sure. He chickened out.
Sam: *sigh* I guess it's up to hobbits to save the day again. *the two pack and leave*
Fro: Soo...where are we goin'?
I guess it doesn't make much sense. But I seem to be quite good at that. [img]smilies/rolleyes.gif[/img]
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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