A/N: Hello everyone! I don't own "The Lord of the Rings"; never have, never will. This fic is going to be many chapters long and it will contain many different slash pairings. I've been reading the LOTR trilogy again and noticed several scenes that I consider to be potentially slashy. My favorite characters are Merry, Pippin and Boromir and my favorite pairing is Legolas/Gimli. So you'll be seeing a lot of them. But don't worry. I will include many other characters from Lord of the Rings and I will definitely include all the members of the Fellowship. Basically all I'm doing is extending certain scenes of Tolkien's novels. Any words that are within the little asterisks (**...**) come directly from Tolkien and I will site which chapter they come from. Hope you enjoy the fic. Don't forget to review!



"The Slash Appendices"



**Pippin was roused by Gandalf. Candles were lit in their chamber, for only a dim twilight came through the windows; the air was heavy as with approaching thunder.

"What is the time?" said Pippin yawning.

"Past the second hour," said Gandalf. "Time to get up and make yourself presentable. You are summoned to the Lord of the City to learn your new duties."

"And will he provide breakfast?"

"No! I have provided it: all that you will get till noon. Food is now doled out by order."

Pippin looked ruefully at the small loaf and (he thought) very inadequate pat of butter which was set out for him, beside a cup of thin milk. "Why did you bring me here?" he said.

"You know quite well," said Gandalf. "To keep you out of mischief; and if you do not like being here, you can remember that you brought it on yourself." Pippin said no more. ("The Siege of Gondor", The Return of the King)**



He then lay back down and placed his pillow over his head, feeling more miserable than ever. Why did he have to look into that stupid palantir? Why didn't he just wait till morning when Merry wasn't so tired so they could look into it together? Atleast then they would've been equally guilty and Gandalf might not have separated them from one another. Why did he have to pick the stupid thing up in the first place? Never before had Pippin cursed his Tookish curiosity but he couldn't help but do so now. Where was Merry? He'd give just about anything to be back at Isengard, being content with simply smoking his pipe and snoozing among the rubble of the broken gate while Merry constantly babbled on about the ents and the strange yet very pleasing flavor of the ent-draughts. He was dreading going to see Denethor and he sincerely regretted ever offering him his sword! Why did he do it? At the time it seemed the kind of thing that Merry would do but he wasn't Merry. He let out a muffled groan of frustration under his pillow. Why did he do it?

"Stupid Merry!" he muttered. "Where in the world are you and why would you put such a stupid idea into my head?"

Gandalf then interrupted his thoughts and pulled the pillow from Pippin's face. "Make haste! The Lord of Gondor is waiting for you," he said with a hint of aggravation in his voice.

"Do not be hasty, that is my motto!" said Pippin defiantly before hastily grabbing the pillow from Gandalf and hastily placing it over his face again.

"For the love of all that is good and sacred! Pippin, you are the most hasty creature I have ever met! Now get up before I throw you out the window!" But Pippin did not stir. Gandalf cursed under his breath. "Why do you have to be so difficult!" he shouted. "You are the most difficult hobbit on the face of the earth! Sometimes you make me so angry! I could just rip out my beard!" But Pippin lay motionless. It seemed as if he didn't hear a word Gandalf was shouting. But Gandalf knew better. Pippin was just ignoring him. He then snatched the pillow away from Pippin and hurled it out the window. Then he stomped to the side of the bed, grabbed Pippin by the shoulders, and stood him up. "Get dressed! Eat your breakfast! Get ready! And keep your promise to the Denethor!" At this he flung some clothes into Pippin's arms. But Pippin stood there motionless and for the first time Gandalf noticed that he was crying. He let out a heavy sigh and then kneeled down so he was face to face with the hobbit. "What's wrong?" he asked, gently placing a hand on Pippin's shoulder.

"Where's Merry?" choked Pippin.

"He's with Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli: perfectly safe, I'm sure."

"Why did you have to separate us?"

"I already told you: to keep you out of mischief. Anyways, you'll see him soon enough. But now you really have to get ready. We're going to be late!" Gandalf then walked to the door. "I'm going to check on Shadowfax. I want you to be ready by the time I'm back." At that he closed the door, leaving Pippin alone with his thoughts. But Pippin didn't seem to heed Gandalf's words at all. He simply stood there thinking for the next twenty minutes until Gandalf came back into the room.

When he saw that Pippin still wasn't ready, Gandalf was furious. "Peregrin Took, what are you thinking!" he roared. "I know this whole experience is very hard for you! And I know you miss Merry but we're expected to be at the Tower Hall in a few minutes! We don't have time for this! Hurry up and get ready!" But Pippin continued to stand in the middle of the room, staring blankly down at the floor. Gandalf felt as if he could explode with anger. "Pippin! Come on! We have to go! Now!" But Pippin simply stared at Gandalf, refusing to move. This was just too much! Pippin could just about be the most irritating person in the world! "How does Merry do it: deal with you every day? I just don't understand it!" At that he began banging his head against the hard stone wall and muttering to himself "Why me? Why me? Why me?"

"Stupid Gandalf!" Pippin whispered under his breath.

Gandalf then harshly turned around and glared at the hobbit. "What did you say?" he asked, obviously very peeved that Pippin had called him stupid when he was the one who wasn't getting ready and was going to make them both late.

"I said: Stupid Gandalf!" Pippin spat. He then glared defiantly back at the wizard and continued, "You can pretend that weren't happy to see me and Merry when you first came to Isengard! But I know that you were just as relieved to see the two of us as we were to see you! It wouldn't have killed you to show us a little common courtesy, you know."

"What are you talking about?" Gandalf then waited a few moments but Pippin gave no reply. He then rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Look. I'm sorry I called you a tom-fool of a Took! I'm sorry I didn't say that I was happy to see you! In fact, I was very happy to see you. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings! But can we please talk about this later! We really have to go!" he said exasperated. Pippin simply stuck his tongue out at him. "Why do you have to be so damn difficult? You're the one who offered your services to Denethor! You were the one who got yourself into this mess! You were the one who came along with the rest of us when you had every excuse to stay behind! Usually I'm all for hobbits going on adventures, but right now you are really driving my patience!"

Gandalf continued to yell at the hobbit for, what seemed to Pippin, atleast an hour. But in all actuality it was only about two minutes. It was getting rather tiresome. He needed to figure out a way to get Gandalf to shut the hell up. He could just hurry up and get dressed, but where was the fun in that. . . . And then it hit him: the most devilish scheme he could think of. For the first time ever Pippin realized how much of a manipulative little bastard he could be. And he was definitely going to use it to his advantage. He was going to weasel his way out of trouble and definitely take Gandalf by surprise.

With an impish smirk painted across his face, Pippin found himself walking over to where Gandalf was standing. He pulled up a chair right in front of the wizard and climbed onto it so he could see him eye to eye. And then without warning he placed his hands onto Gandalf's cheeks and with a strength that he didn't think his little hobbit arms possessed he pulled Gandalf into a kiss. It was short. It was sweet. (A/N: hehe . . . Short and Sweet: Just like Gimli! *swoon* ...Don't look at me like that! Gimli has fangirls too, you know. And those of you who can't appreciate him are wrong, just plain wrong!) But it definitely did the trick and Gandalf was so surprised that he could not utter another word when Pippin pulled away. Pippin beamed at the wizard and in between giggles he stated, "You're beard is itchy!" He then hopped off of the chair, hastily grabbed his clothes from where he had placed them earlier on the floor, and made his way into a closet. "I'll be dressed in a few minutes," said Pippin closing the door.

Gandalf was still so surprised by the kiss that it took him several moments to answer. "You better be dressed in less than a few minutes. Or I'm coming in their after you!" he shouted.

"Is that a promise?" Pippin yelled from behind the door. Gandalf blushed furiously. After a few more moments Pippin opened the door and walked back into the room. Then staring up at the wizard he gave a bright toothsome smile and stated, "I forgot to tell you. Stupid Gandalf, I'm glad you're back!"



A/N: That's the first chapter. Hope you liked it. I know it was really cheesy. All of the chapters are going to be cheesy. Every member of the Fellowship is cheesy . . . but you got to love them anyways. If there's a certain pairing that you want me to write just tell me and I'll write it as soon as I can. But the next chapter is going to be Legolas and Gimli. Don't forget to review! Thanks!