Princess of the Rings(Part Three)

[Scriptureous~]

Narrator: Welcome back to the Princess of the Rings. Please stay until your end. I mean, until THE end. -shifty eyes-

Emily: Don't kill them, Script!

Narrator: I won't... promise... -crosses fingers behind back- Anyways... the crazy wizard was whisking them off to safety and now they're approaching the elves' forest. OMG, LOOK, AN OWL.

Emily: Where?

Narrator: -dumps mud on Emily and runs-

Emily: Ew, mud! -goes to the shower-

Narrator: Looks like I'll be taking her place until the next scene. ^.~

Susan: But I want Emily!

Script: STFU. > ANYways... OMGOMGOMG, IT'S THE FOREST OF THE ELVES. : D

Kelly: We are approaching the fucking forests of the elves!

Script: Thank you, captain obvious.

Susan: OMG, my homeland!

Kelly & Script: What?

Susan: -shifty eyes- Nothing!

Script -switches to narrator-

Narrator: I am so awesome, arent I? (Susan: No!) > Shuddup! Anyways, they got to the city and now they're holding the council of the fart-offs to see who gets to carry the Ring to Mordor.

Kelly: WTF is the Council of the Farts?!

Narrator: Just go with it! >

Kelly: Fine, okay! -sitting in a chair- We're holding a fart-off to see who the one most worthy of being the fucking chosen one is!

Susan: o.o Okay! -fart-

Nicole: Hell no, I just want food! -munchmunch-

Annika: . . . . Oh my. o.o

Kratos: o.o -slips one out- Um...

Essy: -tiny fart- o.o

Script Ew, that stunk Kratos! -dies and farts really REALLY loudly-

Kelly: -super humongous fart- Wtf?

Everyone: -stare-

Susan: ... Alas, I am not actually a hobbit from the shire, but the beautiful elf princess! Nicole, the future king of Gondor, shall be mine! -rips off clothes and drags Nicole away-

Nicole: HELL no, lesbo! -slaps Susan-

Susan: -sad face- That's never happened before.

Narrator: Alrighty then... that was kind of a surprise. AND SUSAN PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON PERVERT. >(Susan: -dresses back up-) Technically Kelly should be the chosen one, but she doesn't count so Script is the chosen one. Now they are escorting her to the scary mountain Mordor.

Emily: I'm BA-ack!

Narrator: Cool! Now Emily is the chosen one!

Emily: So where we goin'?

Kelly: Follow me and you will be safe from all fucking danger!

Emily, Susan, Annika, Kratos, Nicole, Skyla & Essy: Okay! -all follow her-

Kelly: Okay, so now we're at the fucking ruin thingies... -looks at treasure map upside down-

Emily: You got us lost, didn't you?

Kelly: No, STFU! > -rolls up map and throws it at Emily- Why don't YOU try reading that thing, then?

Narrator: There was a blood-curdling scream in the distance and everyone ran to see what was happening.

Kali: BLOOD?!

Narrator: STFU! >

Annika: NOOOOOOO! Kratos, I thought you weren't supposed to be able to die! -cries-

Narrator: I knew she liked him. Mehehehe.

Annika: -slaps Script and continues crying-

Emily: Now we must hold a funeral for him! -trips and knocks Kratos into the water- Um... o.o

Annika: ... -smiles while crying-

Nicole: Wtf?

-to be continued-