Hobbiton Fair
"Welcome everybody, I am Pippin, and I am going to show you how to make carrot stuffed carrot!" said Pippin, waving a carrot in the air.
"Um.. Mr. Pippin, sir? Why would you stuff a carrot with a carrot. It just doesn't make any sense?" asked Sam.
"And why are you going to put up a cooking seminar at the Hobbiton Fair. Pip, you can't even cook a turnip!" exclaimed Merry.
"Just be quiet! I am practicing and I want your opinions on how I do," said Pippin. "Look here comes Frodo! He'll be nice about it. Hey Frodo!"
"Why are you standing around a tent? Are you selling lemonade?" asked Frodo, strolling up to the stand.
"No!" cried Pippin. "I am practicing my speech while I am going to make carrot stuffed carrot at the Hobbiton Fair."
"Why would you stuff a carrot with a carrot?" asked Frodo scratching his head.
"We have been asking him that for the past twenty minutes!" moaned Merry. "He just doesn't understand that nobody will care for his recipe."
"Please knock SOME sense into him, Mr. Frodo?" pleaded Sam.
"I actually want to see what he does first and then I'll comment," sighed Frodo, sitting down between Merry and Sam. He then whispered quietly, "Just let him go on, he'll realize it soon enough." Sam and Merry sighed.
"Hooray!" cried Pippin gleefully. "I'm glad someone cares. No let me begin."
Pippin reached under the table and grabbed a knife, spoon, and an extra carrot. "First, you take the bigger carrot, very important and take the knife to cut off the ends like so. Then you take the knife and shove it... well try not to cut yourself like I did, down through the middle. (Grunt) Well.. um it seems as this won't work."
"That's because carrots are too small and thin to stuff," said Sam.
"Made a fool of yourself again I see," said Merry standing up, "Toodles."
"Frodo," whimpered Pippin. "Was it really that stupid of an idea? Oh why am I asking ...of course it is! Only an idiot such as I would do such a thing. And now my palm is bleeding."
"Oh buck up, Pippin," said Frodo, now standing next to Pippin and wiping the blood off Pippin. "At least you had an idea."
"A very original one at that!" said Sam, trying to calm Pippin. "Merry is just jealous."
"No he's not and you are just trying to make me feel better!" cried Pippin.
"True," said Frodo, "and not true. Merry has been having trouble thinking of an idea for the fair and he was trying to watch to see if he could steal yours. Sam and I were going to have a stand with little figures. Would you like to join our booth?"
"Are you sure you wouldn't mind?" asked Pippin.
"Why would we?" asked Sam.
"Good, because I got an idea," said Pippin as he ran home. "See you at the fair tomorrow!"
"What kind of idea I wonder," said Sam.
"Who knows," said Frodo.
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The next day at the fair, hobbits were scurrying about and gossiping. The fair was open to all and many hobbits came in from Bree and other far off places from Hobbiton. One booth was especially busy. It was Sam's, Frodo's, and Pippin's. Along with there clay and rock figures, Pippin had brought figures made of food. Everybody thought the idea was extraordinary and stood in long lines to buy them. You have to remember a hobbit's love for food.
While there booth was blooming with business, Merry's wasn't. His booth was of food recipes, including carrot stuffed carrot, that nobody wanted or already had.