A corny name for a fanfic, I know, but, as Shakespeare so eloquently puts it, "what cannot be eschewed must be embraced." Right, so keep sending me reviews. I don't own Lord of the Rings.
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BlindfoldedPippin was about up to his neck with Merry. He had had it with his friend's antics. It was all fine and dandy to go and explore the woods, but this was too much.
His short hobbit friend had stranded him, blindfolded, in the forest. Not alone, mind you. Frodo and Sam were sitting peacefully next to him, waiting for Merry's return. The mischievous hobbit had left them blindfolded, with only the "reassurance" that he would return with a surprise.
It had been at least an hour since he had left. Knowing him, he had probably taken a shortcut through farmer Cotton's field and been caught. Right now, he was probably nursing a few lashes and had totally forgotten about them.
Pippin was just about to remove the blindfold, when he heard a noise in the brush to the left of him.
"Merry? Is that you?"
"Yes, it's me! What did you think, that I'd be caught by farmer Cotton? Now keep your blindfolds on, this will only take a minute,,,"
Pippin heard Sam and Frodo stir beside him. Now that he knew that Merry had not abandoned them, his curiosity took control.
"What do you think he has, Frodo?"
"I don't know, Pippin. Do you think it's some kind of food?"
"I hate to interrupt, master Frodo, but whatever he has, I think it's something heavy."
The rustling in the leaves stopped directly in front of them. Sure enough, the three blindfolded hobbits heard something heavy drop to the ground in front of them. Then, they heard Merry sit down on the ground next to it.
"Well?" Pippin asked. "What is it?"
"Open your eyes and find out. I guarantee you, you'll love it."
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