Santa's Little Helper
By Robin Girl
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This is just a cute little Pippin story. If I'm correct their Christmas is called Yule. Am I right? I don't know if they had a Santa Clause but I wrote it as if they did. ^^ Pippin is around 6 or 7 years old and Merry is around 19 or 20. It's Yule Eve. ~~
It's winter in the Shire. The green grass that once laid there is now all but gone. Snow has come and covered the landscape leaving it bare. Though during the day little hobbit children will come outside and play. At night though, everything is quiet. Not even the crickets are making their noises. The snow looks as though no one has touched it. As the snow comes down it covers a worn path that leads to an old hobbit hole.
Inside everything is warm and cozy. Many hobbits are up and about. Some are reading, some are playing jacks and others are talking. Though two hobbits, which our story focuses on are in this here hobbit hole. They go by the names Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. Both soon to be head of they're families as soon as they live through childhood. Right now though, they're just two hobbit lads having fun.
"Merry" The young Took began, "How does Santa get through the Chimney?"
Merry looked up from his book. Green eyes peered up at him. "Why do you want to know Pip?"
"Well, Danin told me Santa's a wizard and he makes the chimney bigger so he come down. Then Frodo told me he comes through the door."
Merry chuckled closing his book letting the hobbit lad sit in his lap. "Pippin, Santa is a hobbit, no a wizard. Danin was playing with you. Frodo might be right you know. I mean he could come through the door. But he can also come through the chimney."
Pippin sat there for a minute contemplating something. He looked out side and saw it was dark. Tonight Santa was coming. ::Oh no the fire!!:: Pippin jumped off Merry's lap and ran into the main room.
Merry followed worridedly.
"Peregrin Took what on Middle Earth are you doing?"
Merry was running now, his Uncle Paladin didn't seem to happy. "Uncle Paladin what's wrong?"
"Peregrin just put out the fire."
Pippin ran and hid behind Merry's legs scared.
"Pip why did you that?"
Tears were coming down Pippin's cheeks. "I'm sorry Merry, I didn't want Santa to be burned when he came down the chimney."
"Meriadoc what's this all about?"
"Pippin asked if Santa came through the door or down the chimney, I told him he did both. I think he was worried that Santa would get burned if he came early. That's all I can figure." Merry shrugged honestly not knowing what was going on inside his cousin's head.
Perlia, Pippin's mum picked her son up laughing, "Honey, Santa comes after you go to sleep."
"Are you sure?" Pippin asked his tears starting to slow down.
"Yes, I'm sure." She handed him back to Merry after kissing him on the cheek. "I bet Santa thanks you thinking about him though."
"Really?"
Merry and Perlia nodded. Pippin smiled then frowned when he saw the bare fireplace. "I'm sorry about the fire."
"It's alright baby, just don't do it again."
"Ok.." Pippin whispered when he saw his father's glare, his grip on Merry's shoulder tightened.
"Merry take him back to your room for a while longer."
"Yes Aunt Perlia."
In Merry's room, Pippin was set down on Merry's bed. He sniffled a bit still a little scared.
"Don't cry Pip. They're not mad at you. You were just trying to help."
"Da was."
Merry sighed inwardly. Uncle Paladin was always mad at everyone. "No he wasn't. Don't you worry about it." Merry knelt down in front of his cousin wiping tears away. "Here." Merry stood and grabbed a blank parchment and a quill then handed them to his little cousin. "Write Santa a letter."
Pippin looked at the blank parchment for a moment then hopped down on the floor infront of Merry's chair and started writing.
Two hours later Merry tucked Pippin in the bed kissing his forehead. "Good Night Pip, Tomorrow is Yule Morning."
"Sleep with me tonight please?"
Merry sighed and pulled on his own night shirt. "I guess so. Scoot over botheran."
Pippin scooted over letting Merry slide in beside him. The Took curled in his cousin's arms falling asleep instantly. Merry kissed his hair then whispered, "Good night Pip.." Then fell asleep.
In the main room Perlia picked up the parchment that Pippin had written on. "Why what's this?" She handed it to her husband who read it aloud.
Dear Santa, Its me Pippin. Mewwy gav me some partment to rite you a leter. I tryd to make the fire col don befor you got here. Hope its not to hot. Luv Pippin P.S Be sure to weave Mewwy a pipe. Hes been wanting one.
"Oh Paladin, how sweet." Perlia exclaimed quietly.
"Our son is a handful my love." Paladin sat it back down a smile escaping and unfolding on his face. "Lets go to bed. Santa is safe. He's got Pippin looking after him."
Perlia laughed and followed her husband to bed. Pippin watching over Santa, she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.
End Story
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^_^ I know a little early for Christmas. Hope I made it sound hobbity enough. It was hard. ^^ Please review!! ~~
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This is just a cute little Pippin story. If I'm correct their Christmas is called Yule. Am I right? I don't know if they had a Santa Clause but I wrote it as if they did. ^^ Pippin is around 6 or 7 years old and Merry is around 19 or 20. It's Yule Eve. ~~
It's winter in the Shire. The green grass that once laid there is now all but gone. Snow has come and covered the landscape leaving it bare. Though during the day little hobbit children will come outside and play. At night though, everything is quiet. Not even the crickets are making their noises. The snow looks as though no one has touched it. As the snow comes down it covers a worn path that leads to an old hobbit hole.
Inside everything is warm and cozy. Many hobbits are up and about. Some are reading, some are playing jacks and others are talking. Though two hobbits, which our story focuses on are in this here hobbit hole. They go by the names Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took. Both soon to be head of they're families as soon as they live through childhood. Right now though, they're just two hobbit lads having fun.
"Merry" The young Took began, "How does Santa get through the Chimney?"
Merry looked up from his book. Green eyes peered up at him. "Why do you want to know Pip?"
"Well, Danin told me Santa's a wizard and he makes the chimney bigger so he come down. Then Frodo told me he comes through the door."
Merry chuckled closing his book letting the hobbit lad sit in his lap. "Pippin, Santa is a hobbit, no a wizard. Danin was playing with you. Frodo might be right you know. I mean he could come through the door. But he can also come through the chimney."
Pippin sat there for a minute contemplating something. He looked out side and saw it was dark. Tonight Santa was coming. ::Oh no the fire!!:: Pippin jumped off Merry's lap and ran into the main room.
Merry followed worridedly.
"Peregrin Took what on Middle Earth are you doing?"
Merry was running now, his Uncle Paladin didn't seem to happy. "Uncle Paladin what's wrong?"
"Peregrin just put out the fire."
Pippin ran and hid behind Merry's legs scared.
"Pip why did you that?"
Tears were coming down Pippin's cheeks. "I'm sorry Merry, I didn't want Santa to be burned when he came down the chimney."
"Meriadoc what's this all about?"
"Pippin asked if Santa came through the door or down the chimney, I told him he did both. I think he was worried that Santa would get burned if he came early. That's all I can figure." Merry shrugged honestly not knowing what was going on inside his cousin's head.
Perlia, Pippin's mum picked her son up laughing, "Honey, Santa comes after you go to sleep."
"Are you sure?" Pippin asked his tears starting to slow down.
"Yes, I'm sure." She handed him back to Merry after kissing him on the cheek. "I bet Santa thanks you thinking about him though."
"Really?"
Merry and Perlia nodded. Pippin smiled then frowned when he saw the bare fireplace. "I'm sorry about the fire."
"It's alright baby, just don't do it again."
"Ok.." Pippin whispered when he saw his father's glare, his grip on Merry's shoulder tightened.
"Merry take him back to your room for a while longer."
"Yes Aunt Perlia."
In Merry's room, Pippin was set down on Merry's bed. He sniffled a bit still a little scared.
"Don't cry Pip. They're not mad at you. You were just trying to help."
"Da was."
Merry sighed inwardly. Uncle Paladin was always mad at everyone. "No he wasn't. Don't you worry about it." Merry knelt down in front of his cousin wiping tears away. "Here." Merry stood and grabbed a blank parchment and a quill then handed them to his little cousin. "Write Santa a letter."
Pippin looked at the blank parchment for a moment then hopped down on the floor infront of Merry's chair and started writing.
Two hours later Merry tucked Pippin in the bed kissing his forehead. "Good Night Pip, Tomorrow is Yule Morning."
"Sleep with me tonight please?"
Merry sighed and pulled on his own night shirt. "I guess so. Scoot over botheran."
Pippin scooted over letting Merry slide in beside him. The Took curled in his cousin's arms falling asleep instantly. Merry kissed his hair then whispered, "Good night Pip.." Then fell asleep.
In the main room Perlia picked up the parchment that Pippin had written on. "Why what's this?" She handed it to her husband who read it aloud.
Dear Santa, Its me Pippin. Mewwy gav me some partment to rite you a leter. I tryd to make the fire col don befor you got here. Hope its not to hot. Luv Pippin P.S Be sure to weave Mewwy a pipe. Hes been wanting one.
"Oh Paladin, how sweet." Perlia exclaimed quietly.
"Our son is a handful my love." Paladin sat it back down a smile escaping and unfolding on his face. "Lets go to bed. Santa is safe. He's got Pippin looking after him."
Perlia laughed and followed her husband to bed. Pippin watching over Santa, she wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.
End Story
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^_^ I know a little early for Christmas. Hope I made it sound hobbity enough. It was hard. ^^ Please review!! ~~