Elrond looked very surprised when Gandalf shouted and thought that the oldie was becoming senile and talked nonsense. Then he took a bun out of his pocket and started eating. Sam started drooling and vagged his newly outgrown tail like a little dog when he saw the bun. Frodo patted Sam's head and put his leash on to prevent him from running into the forest again. "Good Sam", Frodo said, "Good Sam. Here boy!" Frodo gave Sam a bone and then the company continued walking.
Galadriel, in a moment of weakness, pleaded to the rest of the company that they would stop and help Gimli.
Aragorn, who had remained silent a very long time and hadn't even tried to show off his manlyness in an extremly long time (10 minutes) took a liane and swinged himself over to Gimli, shouting: "OOOOOOIIIIIOOOOOIIIIOOOOOHH!!!".
He landed, very elegantly, in a bush of nettles and sprung up, holding his hands in his behind, screaming like a little girl: "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!! IT BURNS, IT BUUUURNS!!" Pippin and Merry laughed so hard at Aragorn's spectacle they fell over and into the yucky little stream.
Aragorn cried and went to Galadriel for comfort and plasters.
Sam, who now had developed long, furry ears and ran on all four, jumped around, got himself loose from the leash and ran over to Gimli. Gimli, afraid of all hobbits similar to dogs, fell over backwards and got rid of the sticky goblet, which later turned out to be nothing but a lollipop, which Sam more than happily ate.
Aah, they were on their way again and everybody had become quite tired and Aragorn kept complaining about his behind. All of a sudden an arrow came trhough the woods and nailed Elrond's expensive-but-not-very-right-in-fashion-jacket stuck to a tree...
"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much."