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Author of 7 Stories |
Disclaimer: Since Walmart isn't a fictional character (how weird does THAT sound?), I guess I have to put a disclaimer up. Well, I probably don't have to, because who would sue a weird 13 year old, but I will just because. I don't own Walmart. w00t!
Sauron smiled. "Hooray! Step one of my search is completed!" He took out a checklist and marked off, "Find Ring Machine." Putting in 25 cents, he turned the handle until a tiny capsule fell into the slot.
Picking it up, Sauron forcibly tried removing the cap, with some difficulty. "Darn these things!" he murmured. "I never could open them… Ah ha! Got it" Sauron dropped the splintered plastic pieces onto the floor and held his prize aloft. The pink ring dazzled in the artificial light, glowing in its plastic glory.
Sauron took out his butane lighter, which sported the words "I PWN ALL." Turning his back to the cash registers, Sauron lit his lighter and held it to the ring. Nothing happened but a physical change to the ring's characteristics, which involved bubbling, melting, and oozing all over Sauron's hand, but we won't go into that.
"Darn it!" Sauron took out another quarter and slid it into the machine. He turned the knob, and out popped another cheap ring. Sauron picked it up reverently, then promptly placed it on the ground and jumped on it. CRUNCH! The plastic capsule broke, and the only thing remaining in tact was a blue ring with a green gem on top.
Sauron once again pulled out his butane lighter. More oozing. Sauron's hand was now blue and green. As one little girl walked by, she noticed the strange colors. "Oh, look, Mommy! That funny looking man has a pretty hand!" Her mother looked over to where the girl was pointing, plastered a strange look on her face, then walked away quickly. "By, Mr. Pretty Hand!" the girl called over her shoulder. Sauron scowled.
This continued for several more minutes. Minutes turned to hours. Hours turned to days. Well, not really, but that doesn't matter. The point is that it took Sauron a very long time. A very, very long time. But somehow, magically, the machine did not run out of rings.
Eventually, a teenage boy walked up to Sauron. "Uh, sorry, dude, but it's closing time. I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Sauron scowled.
"Fool! You think I would listen to a mortal man such as you? Nonsense!"
"Yeah, uh, I'm afraid if you don't leave I'll have to call the police."
"Fool! You have won this time, but I WILL BE BACK!" Sauron stalked out the door.
"Whatever," murmured the boy, and turned back to checking out the last customers. One of which happened to be Frodo Baggins.
As he was leaving, Frodo saw a cheap plastic rings dispenser. "Oh, wow! A cheap plastic ring! Just what I've always wanted!" Frodo dug around in his pocket, eventually drawing out a quarter. Placing it into the slot, Frodo turned the handle. Out popped a golden ring. "Aw, man," moaned Frodo. "I wanted plastic…" Tossing the ring behind the machine, Frodo walked out the doors. Well, he ran into them first, but you can't expect everything to go right.
"Darn back… stupid arthritis…" he complained. Eventually he got far enough down to reach under and pull out the tiny capsule. "Wow!" he gasped. "A shiny ring! This sure isn't plastic. On a wild suspicion for the sake of this story, I'm going to wonder out loud if it's a magic ring? Let's see!" Aragorn opened the capsule easily and pulled the ring out. Pulling out his butane lighter, which read "Rangers Rawk" he held it up to the ring. Immediately, bright red letters popped up. "'Go to Kmart, you loser….' What the heck? Oh, I'm reading it backwards! Silly me! That's better! 'One Ring to rule them all….'"
Aragorn hopped up with joy, hitting his head on the machine and murdering his back, but he didn't care. "I've found it! I've found it! I've found THE magic ring!" Overly excited, Aragorn accidentally flipped the ring into the air, losing sight of it immediately. "Oh, whatever. I never wanted to be ruler anyway…" Aragorn finished his shopping and went home.
"Oh, my, Pippin!" said Merry. "Whatever could it be?"
"I don't know! I'm going to go pick it up!" And pick it up Pippin did. "Wow!" he exclaimed. "It looks just like Frodo's ring! Maybe we should give it to him!"
"I don't like the sound of that. That ring means trouble. We should put it somewhere where it will never make any more trouble…"
"Weird rituals…" Legolas murmured and walked away with an armload of chocolate. "Making sacrifices to mannequins… as if!" Looking around furtively, Legolas snuck a chocolate bar into the mannequin's free hand. "There you go, buddy…"
Walking through the isles, he looked from side to side. "Boring… ugly…. Who in their right mind would wear that?" Gimli commented on every item he saw. Approaching a mannequin, he saw a chocolate bar stuffed into its right hand. "Oh, chocolate!" Gimli proceded to (somehow, considering his height) grab the candy bar, rip the wrapping off, and devour the sumptuous chocolate. Chocolate smeared all over his face, Gimli proceeded to walk down the isle about two steps before he was immediately smoted. An employee walked by and swept up the ashes.