Spidery Doom
"What IS that thing?" Mouth asked. A strand of the great white rope was attached to a nearby rock. Mouth grabbed it in an attempt to climb up and free the mountain. His fingers wrapped around the rope... and his mouth curved into a grimace.
"Yeeachh!" he said. "It's slimy!" He tried to let go, but found that he couldn't. "And sticky!! Gack! My lord, give me a hand here!"
"MAYBE IF YOU PULL REALLY HARD," Sauron suggested, not moving from where he stood. "REALLY SHAKE IT."
So Mouth did. He shook the rope. And shook the rope. And then... The rope shook back.
"Bwuaazzuh?" Mouth asked, confused. He looked up. A long stick had fallen into the net. Odd...
And then the stick moved. It was joined by another stick, and another, and suddenly Mouth noticed that the sticks were all joined to what looked like a rock. But it wasn't a rock. It was moving. And it was--
"WELL WHADDAYA KNOW!" Sauron said, rubbing his chin and inspecting the rope. "YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS, MOUTH?"
"Giant spider web?" Mouth guessed. Saruon looked deflated.
"HOW DID YOU GUESS?" he asked.
"Oh... Just a hint," Mouth said, staring up at the giant spider that was getting ever closer. "Look, could you please help me here?"
"I KNOW JUST WHAT TO DO," Sauron said. Mouth moved over so Sauron could pull him off the web, but to his suprise, the Dark Lord ran off.
"MY LORD!" Mouth yelled. The spider drew closer.
"JUST A MINUTE." Sauron returned with an axe. "THIS'LL HELP."
"Where did you get-- Nevermind. Just get me down."
Saruon walked right past him and went into a clump of trees. Several trees were chopped down. The spider came closer.
"Sauron!"
"GIMMIE A SEC."
Wood chips flew. A tub of water was brought out. The spider examined Mouth with its insectoid eyes, choosing the tastiest place to bite.
"MY LORD!!"
"HOLD ON."
A typewriter was produced. The spider started wrapping Mouth's arm in webs.
"MY LOOOORRRD!!!!"
"DONE."
Saruon emerged, with something hidden behind his back.
"HEY MOUTH," he said. "HOW DO YOU STOP A GIANT SPIDER?"
Mouth grit his teeth.
"I was hoping YOU'D know that," he said. "Seeing as how I'm the one in danger of being eaten."
"IT'S A JOKE, MOUTH. YOU HAVE TO ASK ME HOW."
Mouth sighed as the giant spider started planning what vegetables would go well with Mouth of Sauron Stew.
"Fine," he said. "How do you stop a giant spider?"
"WITH A GIANT ROLLED-UP NEWSPAPER!" Sauron replied, producing a giant rolled-up newspaper from behind his back. "I MADE IT MYSELF. SOME QUALITY JOURNALISM."
THWACK! Sauron hit the spider, and it fell to the ground. It lay on its back, its legs flailing wildly about for a moment.
"NEVER FAILS," Sauron said.