A/N: Ok, this is a total weird FanFiction that I decided to write when I
was on my vacation to Italy!! Woohoo!!! So please enjoy this, and don't
mock me for my insanity.
Disclaimer: So, I don't own anything. Why would you even think that I own something like this? Huh? So there ya go, I don't own this. That is all.
Chapter One: The Idea Comes Forth
Pippin was very hyper today. He had just gotten a huge raise in his job, and now he had enough money for the vacation that he had always wanted to go on.
Now all he had to do was get someone to go with him, and people hadn't really liked him all that much lately.
The young Hobbit walked up to Legolas' apartment. Legolas would probably be his best bet, due to the fact that the Elf had an amazing ability to tune Pippin out at times.
A few moments after Pippin had knocked on the door, Legolas opened it, his hair sopping wet, and only wearing a towel around his waist.
"What is it this time, Pippin?" The wet Elf said after he saw the Hobbit.
Pippin grinned, "I was wondering if I could ask you something? So can I?"
"This is kind of a bad time. Can you come back later?" Legolas said.
"Oh . . . ok. I'll be back soon." Pippin said seeming to walk away dejectedly.
Legolas just closed the door and walked back toward the bathroom. But ten seconds hadn't passed before a knock sounded on the door. Legolas sighed and opened the door.
"Hi, Lego! Is it later yet?" An annoying young hobbit said.
"Pippin . . . I have an idea. I'll come over to your apartment when it's later." Legolas said. He then slammed the door in Pippins face.
"Ok! I'll see you later then!" Pippin called through the door.
"Go away!" Legolas responded.
"Ok!"
"Took, get away from my door, or be SHOT!"
"Ok! I'm gone!" Pippin said walking down the hall three doors to his Hobbit hole apartment room. He heard an angry yell from across the hall when he was about to go into his room.
"YOU STUPID COMPUTER!!! WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO?!"
Pippin ran up to the door and called through, "Strider? Are you ok? Don't kill your new computer, it's a nice one this time!"
The door flew open to reveal the angry Ranger, his sword in hand. He looked at Pippin angrily and said, "Yeah, I know, but Arwen put a STUPID PASSWORD ON IT SO I CANT EVEN GET INTO THE MAIN SCREEN!!!!! It's a laptop too . . ."
Pippin shrugged. "Maybe later Legolas will help you. He managed to hack into my bank account, then he got into my works computer so that he could make it look like I deserved a raise, and then he hacked into my e-mail. Anyway, he's a genius with computers." Pippin said.
Aragorn smiled. "Dude, that's the smartest thing I have ever heard you say. Tell me when its later then." He said closing the door.
"Ok!" Pippin said walking back to his room, happy that he finally said something smart.
Later Legolas knocked on Pippins door.
"Hey, Leggy!" Pippin said opening the door.
"Hey, Pip." Legolas said walking in and plopping down on the couch. "Waddya want?"
"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to-"
Aragorn walked in, followed by an angry Arwen interrupting the Hobbit.
"Aragorn, I cant believe that you don't want to eat the dinner I cooked." Arwen hissed.
"I'm going on strike." Aragorn said. "If I get the computer password, I'll eat. Don't give it to me, and Ill give every meal you cook to Legolas and Pippin."
As soon as he said that, Legolas and Pippin tried not to recoil. As much as Pippin liked food, and Legolas liked some food, they would not eat Arwen's cooking. It was horrible and detestable. It scared the bravest of eaters just to think of Arwen's food.
Arwen just snapped, "Very well, starve for all I care!" She then turned on her heel (best she could with the low ceiling) and walked out.
Aragorn slumped down on the couch next to Legolas and started crying. "Why? Why didn't I go for Eowyn? I could have been happy, if not for that controlling she-Elf, the stupid Evenstar of her people. the bane of any chanced of eating real food." With a strangled sob he fell into Legolas' shoulder and started weeping uncontrollably.
Legolas uncertainly started patting Aragorn on the shoulder, while at the same time tried to push him off his shoulder.
Pippin then had a lightbulb. "Strider, it sure sounds like you need a vacation." He said.
Aragorn sat up and sniffled. "Yeah, I do." He said. "But not with Arwen, I need to be away from her for a while."
Pippin grinned. "Well, I've been planning a trip to Italy for a while, if you guys want to come, you can. My mom says that I need either Elvish or Adult supervision if I go out of the country . . ."
Legolas resisted the urge to jump to his feet, knowing it might cause severe head injury. Instead, he happily exclaimed, "That sounds fun! I'm in! What do you say, Aragorn?"
Aragorn just started crying again.
A/N: So, waddya think? I'm gonna write more whatever you say though I will take suggestions. But I have where they are going to go all planned out, so just review.
Pippin: Yes, please do! Just push the little button down there!! Please do this, or Legolas will actually steal all my money and my credit cards then go on a mass killing spree and blame me!
Me: That would be funny!!
Pippin: OH NO!!!! Runaway, runaway! *runs away*
Me: Pippin! Come back!! Oh shoot . . .
Disclaimer: So, I don't own anything. Why would you even think that I own something like this? Huh? So there ya go, I don't own this. That is all.
Chapter One: The Idea Comes Forth
Pippin was very hyper today. He had just gotten a huge raise in his job, and now he had enough money for the vacation that he had always wanted to go on.
Now all he had to do was get someone to go with him, and people hadn't really liked him all that much lately.
The young Hobbit walked up to Legolas' apartment. Legolas would probably be his best bet, due to the fact that the Elf had an amazing ability to tune Pippin out at times.
A few moments after Pippin had knocked on the door, Legolas opened it, his hair sopping wet, and only wearing a towel around his waist.
"What is it this time, Pippin?" The wet Elf said after he saw the Hobbit.
Pippin grinned, "I was wondering if I could ask you something? So can I?"
"This is kind of a bad time. Can you come back later?" Legolas said.
"Oh . . . ok. I'll be back soon." Pippin said seeming to walk away dejectedly.
Legolas just closed the door and walked back toward the bathroom. But ten seconds hadn't passed before a knock sounded on the door. Legolas sighed and opened the door.
"Hi, Lego! Is it later yet?" An annoying young hobbit said.
"Pippin . . . I have an idea. I'll come over to your apartment when it's later." Legolas said. He then slammed the door in Pippins face.
"Ok! I'll see you later then!" Pippin called through the door.
"Go away!" Legolas responded.
"Ok!"
"Took, get away from my door, or be SHOT!"
"Ok! I'm gone!" Pippin said walking down the hall three doors to his Hobbit hole apartment room. He heard an angry yell from across the hall when he was about to go into his room.
"YOU STUPID COMPUTER!!! WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO?!"
Pippin ran up to the door and called through, "Strider? Are you ok? Don't kill your new computer, it's a nice one this time!"
The door flew open to reveal the angry Ranger, his sword in hand. He looked at Pippin angrily and said, "Yeah, I know, but Arwen put a STUPID PASSWORD ON IT SO I CANT EVEN GET INTO THE MAIN SCREEN!!!!! It's a laptop too . . ."
Pippin shrugged. "Maybe later Legolas will help you. He managed to hack into my bank account, then he got into my works computer so that he could make it look like I deserved a raise, and then he hacked into my e-mail. Anyway, he's a genius with computers." Pippin said.
Aragorn smiled. "Dude, that's the smartest thing I have ever heard you say. Tell me when its later then." He said closing the door.
"Ok!" Pippin said walking back to his room, happy that he finally said something smart.
Later Legolas knocked on Pippins door.
"Hey, Leggy!" Pippin said opening the door.
"Hey, Pip." Legolas said walking in and plopping down on the couch. "Waddya want?"
"Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to-"
Aragorn walked in, followed by an angry Arwen interrupting the Hobbit.
"Aragorn, I cant believe that you don't want to eat the dinner I cooked." Arwen hissed.
"I'm going on strike." Aragorn said. "If I get the computer password, I'll eat. Don't give it to me, and Ill give every meal you cook to Legolas and Pippin."
As soon as he said that, Legolas and Pippin tried not to recoil. As much as Pippin liked food, and Legolas liked some food, they would not eat Arwen's cooking. It was horrible and detestable. It scared the bravest of eaters just to think of Arwen's food.
Arwen just snapped, "Very well, starve for all I care!" She then turned on her heel (best she could with the low ceiling) and walked out.
Aragorn slumped down on the couch next to Legolas and started crying. "Why? Why didn't I go for Eowyn? I could have been happy, if not for that controlling she-Elf, the stupid Evenstar of her people. the bane of any chanced of eating real food." With a strangled sob he fell into Legolas' shoulder and started weeping uncontrollably.
Legolas uncertainly started patting Aragorn on the shoulder, while at the same time tried to push him off his shoulder.
Pippin then had a lightbulb. "Strider, it sure sounds like you need a vacation." He said.
Aragorn sat up and sniffled. "Yeah, I do." He said. "But not with Arwen, I need to be away from her for a while."
Pippin grinned. "Well, I've been planning a trip to Italy for a while, if you guys want to come, you can. My mom says that I need either Elvish or Adult supervision if I go out of the country . . ."
Legolas resisted the urge to jump to his feet, knowing it might cause severe head injury. Instead, he happily exclaimed, "That sounds fun! I'm in! What do you say, Aragorn?"
Aragorn just started crying again.
A/N: So, waddya think? I'm gonna write more whatever you say though I will take suggestions. But I have where they are going to go all planned out, so just review.
Pippin: Yes, please do! Just push the little button down there!! Please do this, or Legolas will actually steal all my money and my credit cards then go on a mass killing spree and blame me!
Me: That would be funny!!
Pippin: OH NO!!!! Runaway, runaway! *runs away*
Me: Pippin! Come back!! Oh shoot . . .