THE EVIL DOOER?
Mouth hurried after his master. Even if he was wearing all this honking metal, he could still run at the speed of light when he was angry and he was extremely angry this time. As Mouth arrived in the
Troll-Engine Room, he saw his master bereting all the Trolls around.
"WHICH ONE OF YOU LITTLE TWIRPS DID THIS!!" He yelled as he held up a rat.
"Umm, my lor-"
"NOT NOW MOUTH!" Sauron yelled. He turned back to the very confuse Trolls. "WHO DID IT!? TELL WHO!!!"
"My liege!!"
"WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT NOT NOW MOUTH!?" Sauron yelled.
"Oh, I understand it quite fine my lord. It's just you have rats crawling up and down your back!" Mouth yelled in horror.
"WHAT!? RATS!?!? GET THEM OFF OF ME!! GET THEM OFF OF ME THIS INSTANT!!!" Sauron screamed. It was so loud and high it was almost as high as a dog whistle. He ran around the
Troll-Engine Room screaming like a little girl. "EWWW! GET THEM OFF! GET THEM OFF! GET THEM OFFFFFF!!!!!"
"My liege!?" Mouth tried yelling at his master.
"WHAT!? CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY TRYING TO GET THESE DISGUSTING RATS OFF!?!?"
"That's the thing my lord!! They're all gone!!" Mouth yelled and with that, Sauron stopped yelling. "They all fell of when you started running around the room..."
"WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME EARLIER!?" Sauron yelled in frustration. Then he turned back to the Trolls, who were still standing there in confusion. "WHAT ARE YOU ALL STARING AT!? TELL ME WHO THE CULPRIT IS!!"