Lothlorien: The Tree City Version 3.0: Grey Skies

Fanfiction #2

chapter one: I�m a what???????

Gandalf was happily treading around his little shack when he heard a TREMENDOUS LOUD BOOM on the door.

�Now who could that be...? he wondered as he almost wet himself.

Cautiously he went over to the door and opened it and this almost ghostly like man said to him

� I seek the one who is called...�

then he paused and looked down at his sheet

�....Gaaannndddaaallff?�

�Yes that is my name and it�s pronounced Gandalf not GAAANNNDDDAAALLFF. There�s a HUGE difference�

The ghostly man looked down at gandalf and thought, for this being an eleven year old kid he�s got a long grey beard...what is this world coming to? Starting to back away from gandalf and his beard he said �okay, GANDALF I have a message to deliver to you from the powers above-�

�-Did they delay their shipment again? I�ve been waiting over three month�s for that �revolutionary new beard comb�! What�s their excuse this time?�
� No the... (he paused to look at what was written on gandalf�s t-shirt, which said �proud card carrying member of the U.B.O.Y.P.S.� and had lots of various sized holes in it.) ...U.B.O.Y.P.S. did not send me to tell you that your comb shipment is being dalayed! By the way, what does the U.B.O.Y.P.S. stand for?�

�Jeez I thought that would be a no-brainer for someone as �intelegent� as yourself, it stands for the Unnatural Beards On Young People Society, DUH where are you from, another earth?�

�Yes actually...I am�

�Right...and I�m from starship enterprise, nice to meet you�

� I don�t appreciate the sarcasm. Lisnen gandalf, the powers want you to join four other wizards in the land of �middle Earth�. You are a wizard gandalf.�

�I�m a what????? You gotta be on drugs or something, why else would you think I�m a wizard, look at the way I live for god sakes!!!�

�Yes I know this is a shock, but, gandalf, you have a beard, is there anyting else that doesn�t automaticly point a big flashy arrow at you and say WIZARD! WIZARD!�

�Ok I keep telling earl to quit dealin out the pot I�ve got growin in the back yard! He keeps saying that it�s gonna win for the hippie cause to have world peace, I think he smokes too much of it.�

�No kidding...gandalf you are to report to platform thirtyseven and five eighths by tomorrow morning, otherwise you can go back to living your pot-ridden hippie life�

�Peace out man I�ll meet u there tomorrow...and I thought I was a druggie....�

Gandalf got together his few belongings and got ready to deport to...platform thirtyseven and five eighths tomorrow at 7:27 and thirty seconds and meet his ghostly �friend� and maybe someone else...

...Who wrote this?????