The Great Storm
I do not own any characters from lord of the rings, or anything else from lord of the rings, I am just a mere fan. First fanfic- Please r&r
Rain had come in the Shire. It stood to reason that most of the Hobbits were in the Green Dragon, talking and laughing. All Hobbits that is, but two. Merry and Pippin. "Oh Merry, I hate the rain. You can't go out and have fun." Pippin sighed.
"Aye. Only good for ducks that is." He sipped his pint. "Maybe it'll stop soon."
"Hopefully. But I don't think there's much chance of that to be honest." Quite ironically, just as the words left Pippin's lips it began to rain harder.
"Here, where do you think Frodo got to?"
"I was just wondering that.he was right behind us when we left!"
The group of four Hobbits, Merry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam, had been playing down by the Road when it had started to drizzle. "Come on! We should go!" Pippin had yelled.
"We'll come in a minute! Just going to collect these mushrooms. Catch you up!"
"Aye alright then. See you at the Green Dragon!". So, Merry and Pippin had run off up the hill leaving the other two to their collecting. It had since been fifteen minutes.
"Maybe they went straight home Pip. That would make sense."
"Yes. I hope so anyway, we don't want them getting ill.or missing." He shuddered.
"Now don't think like that! They're fine, I know it." He drank again and watched the window become wetter and wetter.
*
It turned out Frodo and Sam had tried to go home but couldn't quite manage it with all the mushrooms, and the hill had got a lot more slippery. So, as any sensible Hobbit would, they'd stopped under a tree to wait for the weather to calm down a little. "Sam, this is your fault." Said Frodo.
"My fault? How?"
"If you weren't so bent on getting all these mushrooms we'd be in the Green Dragon now."
"No use blaming and pointing fingers Mr. Frodo.we're here now so we'd be best to put up with it." He said firmly. Frodo frowned and refused to look at Sam, instead curling himself up into a ball. "It's not that bad here."
"Well I'm cold." He replied sulkily. "I'm going to get some leaves or something."
He stood up and walked around searching for a big leaf to cover his freezing body. No such luck. A huge echo of thunder rippled across the sky, and the rain turned to hail.
"Frodo get back here, you'll catch your death!"
"No, I have to find a cover!" but just as he walked off further, a bolt of lightning hit a tree in the distant, shattering it to pieces. "Second thoughts I'm coming back!" he yelled and ran back to Sam.
"You know, it probably isn't a good idea sitting under a tree in a storm."
"Well it couldn't get much worse could it Sam?" As ironic as this event was, the split tree burst into flames not ten feet from them. Frodo groaned and hit himself on the head. "Now what?"
*
Meanwhile, back in the pub, Merry and Pippin had heard the storm approaching too and were slightly nervous about it. "Sounds vicious that Pip."
"Mm. I really do wish Frodo and Sam are at home."
"Hang on a minute! If they had gone home, we would've seen them go up that path!" he exclaimed pointing madly out of the window. They both stood quickly "There's no other way up to Bag End!"
"You mean.?"
"Yes Pippin. They must still be out there." They both looked slowly out the window and saw the flames from the tree creep into view.
"Out there?" Pippin squeaked. "What're we going to do?"
"It looks like we're going to have to save them."
"Go out there.in the storm.and the fire."
"Yes." Pippin fell over backwards, fainting.
I do not own any characters from lord of the rings, or anything else from lord of the rings, I am just a mere fan. First fanfic- Please r&r
Rain had come in the Shire. It stood to reason that most of the Hobbits were in the Green Dragon, talking and laughing. All Hobbits that is, but two. Merry and Pippin. "Oh Merry, I hate the rain. You can't go out and have fun." Pippin sighed.
"Aye. Only good for ducks that is." He sipped his pint. "Maybe it'll stop soon."
"Hopefully. But I don't think there's much chance of that to be honest." Quite ironically, just as the words left Pippin's lips it began to rain harder.
"Here, where do you think Frodo got to?"
"I was just wondering that.he was right behind us when we left!"
The group of four Hobbits, Merry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam, had been playing down by the Road when it had started to drizzle. "Come on! We should go!" Pippin had yelled.
"We'll come in a minute! Just going to collect these mushrooms. Catch you up!"
"Aye alright then. See you at the Green Dragon!". So, Merry and Pippin had run off up the hill leaving the other two to their collecting. It had since been fifteen minutes.
"Maybe they went straight home Pip. That would make sense."
"Yes. I hope so anyway, we don't want them getting ill.or missing." He shuddered.
"Now don't think like that! They're fine, I know it." He drank again and watched the window become wetter and wetter.
*
It turned out Frodo and Sam had tried to go home but couldn't quite manage it with all the mushrooms, and the hill had got a lot more slippery. So, as any sensible Hobbit would, they'd stopped under a tree to wait for the weather to calm down a little. "Sam, this is your fault." Said Frodo.
"My fault? How?"
"If you weren't so bent on getting all these mushrooms we'd be in the Green Dragon now."
"No use blaming and pointing fingers Mr. Frodo.we're here now so we'd be best to put up with it." He said firmly. Frodo frowned and refused to look at Sam, instead curling himself up into a ball. "It's not that bad here."
"Well I'm cold." He replied sulkily. "I'm going to get some leaves or something."
He stood up and walked around searching for a big leaf to cover his freezing body. No such luck. A huge echo of thunder rippled across the sky, and the rain turned to hail.
"Frodo get back here, you'll catch your death!"
"No, I have to find a cover!" but just as he walked off further, a bolt of lightning hit a tree in the distant, shattering it to pieces. "Second thoughts I'm coming back!" he yelled and ran back to Sam.
"You know, it probably isn't a good idea sitting under a tree in a storm."
"Well it couldn't get much worse could it Sam?" As ironic as this event was, the split tree burst into flames not ten feet from them. Frodo groaned and hit himself on the head. "Now what?"
*
Meanwhile, back in the pub, Merry and Pippin had heard the storm approaching too and were slightly nervous about it. "Sounds vicious that Pip."
"Mm. I really do wish Frodo and Sam are at home."
"Hang on a minute! If they had gone home, we would've seen them go up that path!" he exclaimed pointing madly out of the window. They both stood quickly "There's no other way up to Bag End!"
"You mean.?"
"Yes Pippin. They must still be out there." They both looked slowly out the window and saw the flames from the tree creep into view.
"Out there?" Pippin squeaked. "What're we going to do?"
"It looks like we're going to have to save them."
"Go out there.in the storm.and the fire."
"Yes." Pippin fell over backwards, fainting.