Disclaimer:Obviously I do not own Lord Of The Rings, nor do I own this idea. It was my mom's idea, who by the way has a great sense of humor XD.
Rating: K+ due to tiny bit of violence at the end, otherwise this is fairly safe.

Hope Everyone Enjoys!

The Fellowship was uneasy as they watched hundreds of Orcs escape in fear up the pillars of the Dwarfs domain. A glowing light in the distance, followed by a loud thumping sound told them that this was the reason for their fear. Gandalf's eyes widened in the direction of the light.

"What is that?" Aragorn asked in a whisper.

"Pudding..." was Gandalf's reply.

"PUDDING!?!? You mean to tell me that pudding is making all that noise?"

"No, I mean to tell you that this pudding is wonderful. Here, try some." Gandalf held up the tiny cup to Aragorn's face and pushed it at him, getting some on his stubble. Aragorn furiously smacked the cup away.

"I don't want your pudding. I want to know what that thing is!"

"And I want a golden llama, but we can't always get what we want, can we?"

The creatures steps grew louder, indicating how close it was.

"Shouldn't we run?" The Elf prince asked.

"Why would we run? We don't know what it is yet." Pippin chided in.

"Is that entirely necessary?"

"Look Legolas, if we start to deviate from the script now we could change the outcome of the entire trilogy."

"Yes," mumbled Gimli. "If we run now, Gandalf won't fall down with the creature."

"And what would we do without the future white wizard?" Mary sided with his small friend.

"Back to the script, people!" Frodo shouted. "What is it Gandalf?" A faint odor was raising in the air around them and the Fellowship looked to their scruffy wizard friend.

"What? A wizard can't get a manicure?"

"Gandalf, we must leave before it...Is that lipstick you're wearing?" Boromir asked.

"Maybelline. I was going to save it for dinner, but the color really complements my eyes."

The creature suddenly appeared at the end of the dark tunnel, it's flaming horns and bright yellow eyes menacing. It roared angerly and began making it's way down the long tunnel, banging into pillars and knocking them down.

"GANDALF, WHAT IS IT!?!?" Aragorn shouted, terrified.

"oh, um, that thing. It's....Uhhh..." He scratched his head with his pipe.

"You. Dont. Know?" Aragorn said slowly through clenched teeth.

"Give me a second. Thirty, at the most. I'm thinking." The wizard lit his pipe and smoked slowly, eyebrows pulled together in concentration.

"AH-HA! thats what is is!" Gandalf's mouth stretched into a triumphant smile.

"What?" Everyone gasped in unison.

"How silly of me to forget!" Gandalf let out a light, care-free laugh. Legolas came up to the wizard and lifted him off the ground by his cloak.

"WHAT IS IT, OLD MAN?" he shrieked, the creature now only yards from them.

"Oh, it's an angry demon. It will kill us if we don't run. RUUUUNNN!" Legolas dropped Gandalf and headed for the exit behind them with one arm on Mary and the other on Pippin.

The demon got to them first and, with one quick snap, yanked the Fellowship into his mouth and chewed contently. When he was satisfied he let out a large belch, flinging an object from his stomach at the same time. He got up and slowly made his way back to the depths of the cave, full and happy, leaving the object behind.

And the ring of power lit up in the darkness, waiting for Orcs to find it.