Conflicting Friends
A/N: Well.I don't own stuff, which I'm sure you could figure out on your own. Also I know that you'll figure out what's gonna happen fairly soon. I don't care. It's my story. I like it that way. Makes things a lot less confusing. I don't read confusing stories.
Also..
I use a song in here twice from Tolkien, it's actually a mix of the bathing song and something else.they used it on the extended edition for the first movie.
One last thing.
Wouldja please comment 'yay or nay' on the dialect?
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Chapter One: A Guest in the Shire
"You're supposed to stick it in the ground!" Merry shouted.
"It is in the ground!" Pippin retorted.
"Outside!"
"Haven't we been through this before?" Pippin asked thoughtfully, taking his hands off the elaborately designed firework he had been handling, thus causing it to fall in the hands of Merry. Immediately following this it blew up and sent Merry flying across the ground. Pippin remained unscathed. "Oops."
"Pip, I believe we have been through this before," Merry said weakly from the ground, struggling to get up.
Pip nodded and, while still watching the pyrotechnic dragon dance across the sky, went to help his friend up.
"More amazing every year," Merry said, taking Pippin's hand to get up.
"Aye," Pip agreed. "But now I get the feeling we're supposed to be dragged off by our ears to do chores."
"And that I shall hold you to," a voice came from behind them. Both of the hobbits slowly turned to see Sam Gamgee's reproachful face staring upon them. Pippin lowered his head.
"Hullo Sam. Happy birthday."
"Thank you Pip," he said.
"You can't really make us do chores, can ye?" Merry asked.
"No," Sam admitted. "But I know someone who can."
Paladin Took, Pip's father, stepped up behind Sam. "Didn't I tell ye boys to be good this year?"
"Aye, I believe you might've," Pippin said.
"But I can't exactly recall," Merry finished.
"Meriadoc Brandybuck, I promised your father on his deathbed to keep ye out o' trouble, and just look at ye! All covered in dust and dirt! A' least Pip managed to stay clean and look innocent," Paladin said, "Although I know different. Neither of you'd ever work alone."
"Pap, we've been adults for a good while now," Pip objected. "I think it's our own job to keep ourselves out o' trouble."
"Aye and you're doin' a sorry job o' it, so I had to step in. "'Sides, neither of ye are married yet, so I can still hold some ground over ye."
"Now that has naught to do with anything!" Merry said, frowning. "Mr. Frodo, afore he left, wasn't married and he took care of himself just fine!"
"Mr. Frodo was a strange lad indeed," Paladin said. "Now you two get back to the party, and do try to keep from getting into mischief."
"Aye," Pip said, and with Merry, the two headed back to where everyone was eating. There was a big banner held above the table, reading, "Happy Birthday Sam," and other decorations all around. This was a big year for Sam. He was sixty.
Not old for a hobbit, but not young either. It had also been ten years since the fellowship had left Rivendell, making it seem an important year for all the hobbits.
Soon, everyone was drinking merrily, and someone shouted, "Speech, speech!" and the rest of the party guests followed at his insistence.
"My dear hobbits," Sam began. "I come to tell you on this day that Rosie and I are once again with child!"
There was wild roaring. Merry and Pip got on the table and started whistling.
"Or rather should I say Rosie is with child, I would look rather funny if I was, wouldn't you think? Besides this, it is also my birthday, which you have obviously realized, or you would not be here."
There was a general murmur of agreement,
"On this day I would also like to welcome a new addition to the Shire. She comes from Bree actually, as she was a waitress there many a year. But she returns now to join her kinfolk, may I present miss Diamond of Long Cleeve!"
There was applause, for hobbits living outside of the Shire were shunned when living outside its borders, but when they returned they were welcomed with enthusiasm.
Diamond timidly walked up on stage next to Sam. She was tall for a hobbit, about four feet tall, and with distinctively less hairy feet. The hair she did have was a light auburn, and straight as could be. This shocked many, for hobbits had curly hair, there were almost none with straight hair. Merry and Pippin bounded up on stage, eager for attention.
"Well hello miss Diamond," said Merry. "I'm Merry and the fool of a Took to my left is Pippin. We're the good people of this Shire - never go on any adventures, never do anything unexpected, and certainly don't pull pranks."
"Aye," said Pippin. "A sad day t'would be if we pulled a prank."
"We're quite sober," Merry said with a stern look. "And would like to welcome you to this nice, boring, normal, place."
"Well honestly," said Diamond, her apparent shyness disappearing. "You must be dreadfully boring."
This caused the Shire to go into hysterics; finally, someone outwit the two pranksters.
Pip looked to Merry, and nodded. The two lifted the girl up on their shoulders. "Ladies and gentlemen," Merry said, "This is the girl who will lead mine and Pip's legacy!"
There was cheering, and a scattered, "No more.we need no more Merry and Pippin's, they're quite enough on their own."
Diamond laughed, and stood up on their shoulders. "I admire these hobbits, they know a good time," she said, and hopped down. "We shall meet again, yes?"
"Aye, m'lady," said Merry with a slight bow, not really knowing why he did it. Diamond projected a sort of aura, a royalty that could not be matched by the likes of Aragorn or Arwen, even.
Sam shooed the three off stage and continued speaking. "Well I'm sure I'm only keeping you from eating, which you certainly do not appreciate.so I shall end now, may you have a good feast!"
The crowd banged their mugs on the table and then continued eating.
Merry and Pippin, however, decided to go arouse more mischief.
They headed for the fireworks again, but found someone had beaten them to the idea.
"Well Miss Diamond," said Merry. "What be ye doin' here?"
"Obviously the same thing ye had in mind," she said with a toss of her hair. She walked to Merry and looked him up and down. Then she did the same to Pippin. "Pip, you're smaller, so climb on my shoulders."
"She called me Pip!" Pippin objected. "I thought you were only allowed to do that, Merry!"
"So did I," Merry said, "But none the matter."
"Aye, that's what I thought," said Diamond. "Pip, climb on my shoulders."
"Why don't you just climb on Merry's shoulders?"
"He'd look up my dress, the clever little devil."
Pip looked appraisingly at Merry. "Aye, she's probably right," Merry admitted.
Pippin shook his head and climbed on Diamond's shoulders. "Now what?"
"Stick your head through the top of the tent so just it's poking out."
Pippin did so.
"All right, hold this and point it towards the dining tables. Ready? One.two."
Suddenly Pip and the tent took off straight for the tables. He dove headlong in to heaping plates of salted pork, various desserts, and then ended with his head ramming into an ale barrel.
"This is not my idea of fun," he said wearily from inside the barrel.
"Nor is it mine," said Paladin's voice. Pip groaned.
"It wasn't my idea! I swear! Twas Diamond's!"
"Sure," said Paladin, and Pip was pulled out of the barrel. He looked down at himself, covered in food from head to toe.
"I'm in a sorry state," Pip said miserably.
"PIP! Are you okay?" Merry came running over to him. "My goodness I was worried - have you broken anything?"
"Does my pride count?"
"Not really."
"Then no."
Diamond ran over, laughing. "Dear, dear Pippin, I told you that was a bad idea."
"WHAT? You never - "
"Silly, silly Pip," she said, patting his cheek fondly, then prancing off elsewhere.
Pippin looked to Merry with ale still streaming down his face. "Merry," he said, "I think we've met our match."
A/N: Well.I don't own stuff, which I'm sure you could figure out on your own. Also I know that you'll figure out what's gonna happen fairly soon. I don't care. It's my story. I like it that way. Makes things a lot less confusing. I don't read confusing stories.
Also..
I use a song in here twice from Tolkien, it's actually a mix of the bathing song and something else.they used it on the extended edition for the first movie.
One last thing.
Wouldja please comment 'yay or nay' on the dialect?
*
Chapter One: A Guest in the Shire
"You're supposed to stick it in the ground!" Merry shouted.
"It is in the ground!" Pippin retorted.
"Outside!"
"Haven't we been through this before?" Pippin asked thoughtfully, taking his hands off the elaborately designed firework he had been handling, thus causing it to fall in the hands of Merry. Immediately following this it blew up and sent Merry flying across the ground. Pippin remained unscathed. "Oops."
"Pip, I believe we have been through this before," Merry said weakly from the ground, struggling to get up.
Pip nodded and, while still watching the pyrotechnic dragon dance across the sky, went to help his friend up.
"More amazing every year," Merry said, taking Pippin's hand to get up.
"Aye," Pip agreed. "But now I get the feeling we're supposed to be dragged off by our ears to do chores."
"And that I shall hold you to," a voice came from behind them. Both of the hobbits slowly turned to see Sam Gamgee's reproachful face staring upon them. Pippin lowered his head.
"Hullo Sam. Happy birthday."
"Thank you Pip," he said.
"You can't really make us do chores, can ye?" Merry asked.
"No," Sam admitted. "But I know someone who can."
Paladin Took, Pip's father, stepped up behind Sam. "Didn't I tell ye boys to be good this year?"
"Aye, I believe you might've," Pippin said.
"But I can't exactly recall," Merry finished.
"Meriadoc Brandybuck, I promised your father on his deathbed to keep ye out o' trouble, and just look at ye! All covered in dust and dirt! A' least Pip managed to stay clean and look innocent," Paladin said, "Although I know different. Neither of you'd ever work alone."
"Pap, we've been adults for a good while now," Pip objected. "I think it's our own job to keep ourselves out o' trouble."
"Aye and you're doin' a sorry job o' it, so I had to step in. "'Sides, neither of ye are married yet, so I can still hold some ground over ye."
"Now that has naught to do with anything!" Merry said, frowning. "Mr. Frodo, afore he left, wasn't married and he took care of himself just fine!"
"Mr. Frodo was a strange lad indeed," Paladin said. "Now you two get back to the party, and do try to keep from getting into mischief."
"Aye," Pip said, and with Merry, the two headed back to where everyone was eating. There was a big banner held above the table, reading, "Happy Birthday Sam," and other decorations all around. This was a big year for Sam. He was sixty.
Not old for a hobbit, but not young either. It had also been ten years since the fellowship had left Rivendell, making it seem an important year for all the hobbits.
Soon, everyone was drinking merrily, and someone shouted, "Speech, speech!" and the rest of the party guests followed at his insistence.
"My dear hobbits," Sam began. "I come to tell you on this day that Rosie and I are once again with child!"
There was wild roaring. Merry and Pip got on the table and started whistling.
"Or rather should I say Rosie is with child, I would look rather funny if I was, wouldn't you think? Besides this, it is also my birthday, which you have obviously realized, or you would not be here."
There was a general murmur of agreement,
"On this day I would also like to welcome a new addition to the Shire. She comes from Bree actually, as she was a waitress there many a year. But she returns now to join her kinfolk, may I present miss Diamond of Long Cleeve!"
There was applause, for hobbits living outside of the Shire were shunned when living outside its borders, but when they returned they were welcomed with enthusiasm.
Diamond timidly walked up on stage next to Sam. She was tall for a hobbit, about four feet tall, and with distinctively less hairy feet. The hair she did have was a light auburn, and straight as could be. This shocked many, for hobbits had curly hair, there were almost none with straight hair. Merry and Pippin bounded up on stage, eager for attention.
"Well hello miss Diamond," said Merry. "I'm Merry and the fool of a Took to my left is Pippin. We're the good people of this Shire - never go on any adventures, never do anything unexpected, and certainly don't pull pranks."
"Aye," said Pippin. "A sad day t'would be if we pulled a prank."
"We're quite sober," Merry said with a stern look. "And would like to welcome you to this nice, boring, normal, place."
"Well honestly," said Diamond, her apparent shyness disappearing. "You must be dreadfully boring."
This caused the Shire to go into hysterics; finally, someone outwit the two pranksters.
Pip looked to Merry, and nodded. The two lifted the girl up on their shoulders. "Ladies and gentlemen," Merry said, "This is the girl who will lead mine and Pip's legacy!"
There was cheering, and a scattered, "No more.we need no more Merry and Pippin's, they're quite enough on their own."
Diamond laughed, and stood up on their shoulders. "I admire these hobbits, they know a good time," she said, and hopped down. "We shall meet again, yes?"
"Aye, m'lady," said Merry with a slight bow, not really knowing why he did it. Diamond projected a sort of aura, a royalty that could not be matched by the likes of Aragorn or Arwen, even.
Sam shooed the three off stage and continued speaking. "Well I'm sure I'm only keeping you from eating, which you certainly do not appreciate.so I shall end now, may you have a good feast!"
The crowd banged their mugs on the table and then continued eating.
Merry and Pippin, however, decided to go arouse more mischief.
They headed for the fireworks again, but found someone had beaten them to the idea.
"Well Miss Diamond," said Merry. "What be ye doin' here?"
"Obviously the same thing ye had in mind," she said with a toss of her hair. She walked to Merry and looked him up and down. Then she did the same to Pippin. "Pip, you're smaller, so climb on my shoulders."
"She called me Pip!" Pippin objected. "I thought you were only allowed to do that, Merry!"
"So did I," Merry said, "But none the matter."
"Aye, that's what I thought," said Diamond. "Pip, climb on my shoulders."
"Why don't you just climb on Merry's shoulders?"
"He'd look up my dress, the clever little devil."
Pip looked appraisingly at Merry. "Aye, she's probably right," Merry admitted.
Pippin shook his head and climbed on Diamond's shoulders. "Now what?"
"Stick your head through the top of the tent so just it's poking out."
Pippin did so.
"All right, hold this and point it towards the dining tables. Ready? One.two."
Suddenly Pip and the tent took off straight for the tables. He dove headlong in to heaping plates of salted pork, various desserts, and then ended with his head ramming into an ale barrel.
"This is not my idea of fun," he said wearily from inside the barrel.
"Nor is it mine," said Paladin's voice. Pip groaned.
"It wasn't my idea! I swear! Twas Diamond's!"
"Sure," said Paladin, and Pip was pulled out of the barrel. He looked down at himself, covered in food from head to toe.
"I'm in a sorry state," Pip said miserably.
"PIP! Are you okay?" Merry came running over to him. "My goodness I was worried - have you broken anything?"
"Does my pride count?"
"Not really."
"Then no."
Diamond ran over, laughing. "Dear, dear Pippin, I told you that was a bad idea."
"WHAT? You never - "
"Silly, silly Pip," she said, patting his cheek fondly, then prancing off elsewhere.
Pippin looked to Merry with ale still streaming down his face. "Merry," he said, "I think we've met our match."