[Nehani]

Well, time for the all famous death of Boromir (I'm going off of Rose Cotton's idea):

Borormir is still gathering wood when he walks up on the orc circle with Merry and Pippin in the middle.

BOROMIR: Merry! Pippin! I'll save you! (he draws his sword, and blows into the horn)

Merry:Wait! You have the wrong idea! These are just our buddies! This here is- (is cut off as the orcs jump inot battle)

Pippin: Hey! Can't we solve this over a few drinks? Well, maybe more than a few.

Meanwhile, Aragorn is buisy staring into space. Legolas is playing with is hair, and Gimli is the only one who hears it.

Gimli: Get up ye stupid Elf! That's the Horn of Gondor! (kicks Legolas)

Leggy: Hey! What was that for! I'm just looking at my poor split ends!

Aragorn: Horn of Gondor? no I though it sounded like (another blast is sounded) like that. Well, I guess it is. (sighs) and I was having a lovely day dream about Arwen...

Gimli and Legolas rolls their eyes, and they all head out in the sound of the horn.

Back at the Battle:

Lurtz: Merry! Pippin! We'll kill this pansie!

Boromir: Who you callin' a Pansie, Pansie!

They run at eachother and begin a cat fight. The other orcs cheer on as they slap and claw at eachother. Suddenly Lurtz screams.

Lurtz: Oh my God! You broke my nail.

Boromir: Well, sorry about that. I didn't mean to or anything.

Lutz draws his sword and hits Boromir over the head with the butt. Boromir falls to the ground.

Pippin: He's dead!

Lurtz: Nah, just stunded a bit. He'll wake up with some luck. Come on, I hear there's a great pub near these parts.

Merry: Great, but my foot's asleep. Could one of ya carry me?

Pippin: Yah, and me too?

Lurtz: Sure why not!

The orcs pick up the hobbits and run off yelling and singing drinking songs.

Legolas: I think I hear something.

Gimli: Like what?

Legolas: It sounds like hobbits in pain, yelling for help.

The group runs into a clearing, there in the middle is Boromir. Aragorn runs over.

Aragorn: Boromir! Boromir! Can you hear me?

Boromir: Yes, I can hear you. My head really hurts, and I can't see anything.

Leggy: he must be dying.

Boromir: What? I'm not dy-

Aragorn: Do not speak. Where are they?

Boromir: You just told me not to not(sighs)...They took them. The orcs took the little ones!

Leggy: Stupid human.

Boromir [img]smilies/frown.gif[/img]reaches for his sword) Why you little....

Aragorn picks up the sword, places it in Boromirs hand, and puts them on his chest.

Boromir: You think I'm dying? You fool, I'm fine, my head just hurts!

Aragorn: Yes, I will find the hobbits. Sleep now, my friend.

Boromuir: Sleep? Well, it does sound kinda nice. Mabe I'll just nap for now. (he lays his head back suddenly, but hits his head on a shield really hard, and goes limp)

Leggy: Then that is it, he is dead.

Gimli: Are you sure, it looks like he's breathing...

Aragorn: No, Legolas is right, the son of Gondor is dead.

Heh heh heh....feel free to add on!

Nehani