As Frodo ran stumbling down the dock to Buckleberry
Ferry, the Nazgul pursued him in a mad frezy on their
bristling black steeds.
Sam, Pippin, and Merry were calling to Frodo in terror
to hurry, but everything seemed to be moving so slowly
to Frodo- as if everything but the Nazgul in pursuit
were standing still and he had no means of escape.
In the dark, the dock looked long and intimidating.
Frodo half wished he could put on the ring...
The head Nazgul was muttering to himself as Frodo fled
desperately down the dock.
"Damned little halfling! How dare he run from the power
of the Nazgul! We shall ensnare him and bring him to
Sauron!!"
The oother Nazgul uttered dark replies in the tongue
of their master to show their agitation with the elusive
hobbit.
Frodo was halfway down the dock when out of no where
his foot caught in a rotted knot in the wood.
"AHHHH!!! Sam!!!!" he cried as his eyes bulged and he
lurched forward. The sudden momentum sent the hobbit
flying over the rest of the dock.
Sam, Merry, and Pippin gazed wide-eyed at their comrade,
for they had never seen a hobbit fly before. What other
talents does he hide? they thought. They glanced back
at each other and each had a strange. bubbly feeling
come over him. They raised their arms around each other
and broke into song:
"He can fly, He can fly,
He can fly , He can fly!"
Of course, they were in perfect three part harmony with
each other, since after all, this is Disney- Sam giving
a strong bass, Merry with the tenor, and Pippin, well
Pippin could only go as low as mezzo-soprano...
Meanwhile, the Nazgul were on the dock right where Frodo
had stumbled. The horses reared in half terror of the
water and the flying hobbit. The Nazgul tried in vain
to hold on, but their steeds reared this way and that,
and they were thrown off into the misty air above. Each
Nazgul looked a large, cynical Fledermaus.
The three singing hobbits suddenly cut their song short
in the middle of Merry's cadenza at the sight of the
Fledermaus-Nazgul.
However, instead of ceasing to sing altogether, they
looked at each other with that same bubbly feeling,
their arms went up and they broke into song once again:
"Watch them zoom around the sky,
Look at how they fly!
If there's one thing they possess
Is a Fledermaus-like dress!
They can fly, they can fly, they can fly they can fly-"
However, because they Nazgul never went to the company
gym on Mount Doom (appropriately named Buns of Melted
Magma), the weight of the five sent them plummeting
into the icy depths below.
Merry and Sam looked at Pippin, Pippin felt bubbly,
and he stepped forward into a very absurd path of moonlight
on the raft that seemed like a spotlight and sang in
a very melancholy, melodramatic voice:
"They can't fly, they can't fly, they can't they can't
fly..."
Merry and Pippin stepped up to join him:
"They can't flyyyyyy-yyyyy-yyyyy-yyy-yyyy!!!!!"
Pippin ended on a very impressive high C note ending
chord of Merry on a G and Sam on the low C. At the same
moment, a tremendous, snarling whoosh! sounded in the
water. All Nazgul had fallen.
Frodo still sat in terror in a corner of the raft, and
as Pippin ended his high C, Frodo mad a mad dash for
the dock and jumped for the wet wood to escpae his singing
comrades.
To this day, The Three Hobbits (TTH) is a successful
hit all around Middle-earth. Also, to this day, Frodo
is still cowering somewhere in the Barrow Downs in terrible
fear of Pippin and his high C. So much for the hounden
tenors!