Everything but Happiness
What would the fellowship do with just one more hobbit?
Characters: Merry/Everson
I do not own any characters but ones I have created and ones that weren't in the books or movies. I am borrowing J.R.R. Tolkien's characters. I know this is different than the books, I know. But if you are offended by anything in this story, notify me right away, so I my find my mistake, and can hopefully change it. If I spell anything wrong, sorry, my computer doesn't have spell check, and I am a horrible speller! If I misspell something, tell me right away! Thanks!
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Chapter 1: A Strange Meeting
Now almost all of us know the story of the Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, especially when they are in Lothlorien. But this is a part that was left untold. This is the story of Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Everson Betterfoot.
"Merry! Where's the lembas? Merry, wake up!" Pippin said, nudging Merry, and waking him.
Merry sleepily opened his eyes. "Oh, no, Pippin. You heard what Legolas said. One bite could fill a grown man. You're not even half that size!" he whispered.
"So? We have plenty, and someone has to finish it," Pippin said, looking through one of their bags, "Wait. Merry, do you hear that?"
Merry and Pippin sat up. "That sounds so familiar. Where in Middle-earth have I heard that before?" Merry asked himself out loud.
"The tavern! The tavern in Hobbitan!" Pippin gasped, "But we're the only hobbits here besides Frodo and Sam. aren't we?"
Merry stood and looked around. "It's coming from over there," Merry said, so he and Pippin followed the music.
Soon, they were close enough to hear a beautiful voice singing the song.
"Going down that long road, We hobbits love to sing About the Shire, our love, our home, Green as far as the eye can see"
They soon came to a clearing, and they hid in the bushes.
In the middle of the clearing was a young hobbit lass, about Merry's age, plaiting her hair. She hummed parts of the song, while singing some of it.
Pippin hummed the tune himself. Merry elbowed him, pushing Pippin to the ground.
"Merry! That hurt!" Pippin cried standing and wiping himself off.
"Shh, Pippin!" Merry whispered.
But the lass had heard them, and saw them poking behind the bushes.
"Can I help you, young sirs?" she said, standing, "Would you mind telling me who you are? Hello?
Merry and Pippin had no choice but to climb out of the bushes and into the clearing.
The lass smiled. "Hello. My name is Everson Betterfoot, of the Shire. And you are?" she asked.
"I am Meriadoc Brandybuck, of the shire. You may call me Merry," he said, bowing low.
"And I am Perigran Took, of the Shire. You may call me Pippin. Merry and I are cousins," Pippin said proudly, "I am happy to see another hobbit here."
"Well," Everson said, sighing, "I have been here a little over 2 years now, and haven't seen another hobbit in what seems like ages. To tell you the truth, I am sick of lembas and pointy ears."
Merry laughed. "So, exactly why ARE you here?"
"I am here for business with the elves," she said, sitting down, "Sit down."
Merry and Pippin did as they were told. They got to know Everson.
"Oh, we must go, Merry!" Pippin said, standing, "It's almost dinner!"
Merry rolled his eyes. "That's all he thinks about, food, food, food," Merry told Everson, who laughed.
"Well," Everson said, her and Merry standing, "Goodbye Perigran Took. Goodbye-" She paused on Merry's name. "Meriadoc Brandybuck." Merry blushed, and Pippin pulled him away. "B-bye," Merry said.
What would the fellowship do with just one more hobbit?
Characters: Merry/Everson
I do not own any characters but ones I have created and ones that weren't in the books or movies. I am borrowing J.R.R. Tolkien's characters. I know this is different than the books, I know. But if you are offended by anything in this story, notify me right away, so I my find my mistake, and can hopefully change it. If I spell anything wrong, sorry, my computer doesn't have spell check, and I am a horrible speller! If I misspell something, tell me right away! Thanks!
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Chapter 1: A Strange Meeting
Now almost all of us know the story of the Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, especially when they are in Lothlorien. But this is a part that was left untold. This is the story of Meriadoc Brandybuck, and Everson Betterfoot.
"Merry! Where's the lembas? Merry, wake up!" Pippin said, nudging Merry, and waking him.
Merry sleepily opened his eyes. "Oh, no, Pippin. You heard what Legolas said. One bite could fill a grown man. You're not even half that size!" he whispered.
"So? We have plenty, and someone has to finish it," Pippin said, looking through one of their bags, "Wait. Merry, do you hear that?"
Merry and Pippin sat up. "That sounds so familiar. Where in Middle-earth have I heard that before?" Merry asked himself out loud.
"The tavern! The tavern in Hobbitan!" Pippin gasped, "But we're the only hobbits here besides Frodo and Sam. aren't we?"
Merry stood and looked around. "It's coming from over there," Merry said, so he and Pippin followed the music.
Soon, they were close enough to hear a beautiful voice singing the song.
"Going down that long road, We hobbits love to sing About the Shire, our love, our home, Green as far as the eye can see"
They soon came to a clearing, and they hid in the bushes.
In the middle of the clearing was a young hobbit lass, about Merry's age, plaiting her hair. She hummed parts of the song, while singing some of it.
Pippin hummed the tune himself. Merry elbowed him, pushing Pippin to the ground.
"Merry! That hurt!" Pippin cried standing and wiping himself off.
"Shh, Pippin!" Merry whispered.
But the lass had heard them, and saw them poking behind the bushes.
"Can I help you, young sirs?" she said, standing, "Would you mind telling me who you are? Hello?
Merry and Pippin had no choice but to climb out of the bushes and into the clearing.
The lass smiled. "Hello. My name is Everson Betterfoot, of the Shire. And you are?" she asked.
"I am Meriadoc Brandybuck, of the shire. You may call me Merry," he said, bowing low.
"And I am Perigran Took, of the Shire. You may call me Pippin. Merry and I are cousins," Pippin said proudly, "I am happy to see another hobbit here."
"Well," Everson said, sighing, "I have been here a little over 2 years now, and haven't seen another hobbit in what seems like ages. To tell you the truth, I am sick of lembas and pointy ears."
Merry laughed. "So, exactly why ARE you here?"
"I am here for business with the elves," she said, sitting down, "Sit down."
Merry and Pippin did as they were told. They got to know Everson.
"Oh, we must go, Merry!" Pippin said, standing, "It's almost dinner!"
Merry rolled his eyes. "That's all he thinks about, food, food, food," Merry told Everson, who laughed.
"Well," Everson said, her and Merry standing, "Goodbye Perigran Took. Goodbye-" She paused on Merry's name. "Meriadoc Brandybuck." Merry blushed, and Pippin pulled him away. "B-bye," Merry said.