Aftermath of the explosion

Who: Lenin, the fellowship
Where: The concert
> They spotted Lenin lying on the floor groaning, surrounded by an army of
scutters
>
>"Well, he's stil alive." said Zodar
>
> "The question is : Who is he?" asked Eve.
The two inch tall Lenin had barely been affected by the explosion for one
simple reason: His mass hadn't changed at proportional ratio with the
decreasing of his volumel, causing his body have about eight times the
density of the normal human body. To all of those who haven't a clue what
this means: he wasn't blown to bits by the explosion. However, it did
reverse the affects of Keto's ointment.
Lenin, now restored to his normal size stood up, and looked at the
fellowship, and then at his army. He raised his left hand, and gave a slight
gesture. A few hundred AK-47s, as well as the main guns on the two tanks
pointed towards the fellowship. "Now, you have restored me to normal size,
which I thank you for," he said, "but from what I can tell, it was your
intention to blow me to pieces. Attempting to blow Lenin to pieces is
illegal in the New Soviet Union-"
"Since when-" someone started to say,
"SINCE NOW, YOU CAPITALIST DOGS!!!" Lenin roared, "DON'T INTERRUPT ME
AGAIN!!! Now, as I was saying, you have two choices. You can be sent to the
gulag for seventy years, or you can run up onto that stage over there,
tackle that idiotic, tone deaf musician to the ground, tie him up, save the
ship and receive medals of comradeship from me," Lenin lit up a cigar
(Cuban, of course) and said, "What's your choice?"