Thirteen is a Bad, Bad Number

Chapter One:

Enough is Enough



It was a typical day in Hobbiton. The sun was shining and the birds were singing their usually joyous songs. Though calm in appearance, this was not so in the Gamgee household.

"Merry Gardener, you stop that crying this instant!" said Rose.

"But Momma! Pippin hit me!" said Merry.

"What's going on in here?" asked Sam as he walked in the door. "I can hear you yelling from the garden outside!"

"Your children are fighting, again!" exclaimed his less than pleased wife.

Sam stood there looking back and forth between his children and his aggravated wife. He sighed and said, "That's it. We need a break. I can't take it anymore. Rose, we're going away for a while."

"But who will watch the children? Who are you going to trick into babysitting all thirteen of them?" she asked. Sam could tell by the look on her face that she was just as tired and annoyed as he was right now.

"I think I know who we can get to watch them," he said as he smirked at his wife.



"Come on you guys! I know you can do this. Besides, Merry, Pippin, you love the kids, and they love you. You're just another toy to them. They adore you too, Frodo. Come on, what do you say?" Sam asked, looking at his good friends.

"Fine, I'll do it, but Merry and Pippin had better help. I'm only one person, and I can't watch thirteen kids all by myself," said Frodo, looking at Merry and Pippin.

"Well, I guess we'll help to. Not like we've got anything else better to do than cause trouble," said Pippin before Merry could answer.

"Thanks a lot you guys. Rose and I really need this vacation. We won't be gone that long, we're just going to Bree," said Sam, smiling at the very thought of getting away from his kids for a week.



It was the next morning and Merry, Pippin, and Frodo had gotten up early to see Sam and Rose off, and to make sure they were there before any of the children woke up.

"Bye Sam, Rose! Have fun, and enjoy it while it lasts!" said the babysitting trio. They continued waving until they could barely see Sam and Rose walking down the road.

Frodo sighed and went to go back inside. "Why do I have the feeling this is going to be a very long week?" he asked.

"Probably because we agreed to baby-sit Sam's thirteen kids for a week, and we have no idea what we're doing," said Pippin with a smirk on his face.

"Correction, you two agreed, and I was volunteered. All thanks to my close friend, Peregrin Took," he said.

Pippin cringed at the sound of him being called by his proper name. He had always been called Pippin, and he hated it when people called him 'Peregrin'. "Well, Meriadoc, Frodo and I can't do this by ourselves. Stop whining, it'll be fun!" he said, but in his heart he didn't really believe it.

"Can you two stop with the names already? Last thing we need is for your arguing to wake up the children. Enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasts!" said Frodo. By this point he was convinced he was the only one who really knew how hard this was, but none of them knew exactly what they had gotten themselves into until later that morning.



Well, what do you guys think so far? I plan on continuing it whether you like it or not, but don't worry, it's gonna get better.