Disclaimer: Announcement- The Lord of the Ring characters belong to J. R. R. Tolkien, not me. (If only I owned Aragorn and Legolas… *fangirl sigh* )

1. Do not sing to entertain the Fellowship. (It doesn't work)

The two men, four hobbits, elf, dwarf and wizard were making their way through the wild. A normal observer would have noticed a tenth member on the fellowship, and the said observer would be dutifully blinded by her indescribable beauty, and deafened by the melodious voice issuing from her perfect mouth.

A more observant observer would notice nine sets of teeth grinding and wads of cotton wool stuffed in the ears of the owners of the above mentioned teeth.

Apparently the cotton wool was not working.

'Even Estella can sing better than this!' wailed Pippin, and yelped as his favorite cousin kicked him on the shin.

Suddenly a different noise filled the air. The fellowship sped towards the source of the sound, the bloody (ahem, I mean, lovely) Mary Sue still singing. A horrible sight greeted them.

A mass of orcs were writhing and twisting on the ground, screeching and swearing. Under normal circumstances, orcs screaming is the most hideous and foulest ear-torture on Middle-Earth. But with the Mary Sue singing in the background, the Fellowship thought the orcs sounded like Arwen laughing with delight.

Oblivious to the staring Fellowship, the orcs went on shrieking, 'Make it stop!', 'My *%&$ *$ ears are on fire!', ' &$%*$ #% #&$%*$!'

'We should kill them you know... They ARE orcs after all…' trailed off Boromir, at a loss of what to do.

'If we are to kill them, now will be the best time. But… it doesn't feel right.' muttered Legolas.

Aragorn was staring daggers at the incessantly-singing Mary Sue. 'Let's continue our journey. Right now I feel that the orcs are on the same side as us.'

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