Disclaimers: I do not own The Lord of the Rings. J.R.R. Tolkien does.
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This is in honor of my 300th fanfic on . Enjoy. :)
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The Pumpkin Patch
Word Count: 111
Frodo Baggins ran as fast as he could to the nearest pumpkin patch. All he did was steal some mushrooms off Farmer Maggot's land! Was that really so difficult? Well, at least he had the mushrooms and was now enjoying each and every one of them!
The air was chilly, making the poor twelve-year-old hobbit shiver. Fall was definitely here and would stay in Buckland for a while. Frodo sighed. The mushrooms were too good to pass up. He ate them and fell asleep, not knowing that Saradoc Brandybuck found him outside Brandy Hall, nestled by a great big orange pumpkin. Saradoc carried him off to bed and told him, "Goodnight."
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