While Gimli, Elrond and Legolas were in Rivendell, the hobbits and Gandalf
were back in the Shire having a pajama party, complete with popcorn, movies
and lots of music! Not the birthday party music of course, hardcore dance
music! Frodo had planned for the sleepover to be on Saturday night so they
all could listen to the four-hour dance party on the radio, starting at 10
PM. Gandalf said he would prefer is they put on classical music, but they
could all see he liked the dance stuff too. There he was in Frodo's living
room, breakdancing on the floor with his sunglasses and long gray hair tied
back in a ponytail.
"After the radio thing is over, who wants to listen to Michael Jackson?!" Frodo yelled over the music, holding up his new CD. Everyone groaned. "We've only heard it about ten thousand times, blasting through your windows! Why don't you make your walls soundproof so we can get some peace and quiet?" Pippin complained. Frodo shrugged and studied the cover of his CD. He had turned into a Michael Jackson worshipper.
Merry came out of the washroom with his pajamas on. Everyone stopped what they were doing and laughed. "What?" Merry said, hurt. "What's wrong with Sesame Street Pyjamas? They're in style, you know." "I bet your mom told you that," Pippin screeched with laughter. Merry glumly sat down in a chair. Gandalf came over to him. "Don't worry Merry, I used to wet the bed and everyone laughed at me!" "I never knew that! Who laughed at you!" "Well...uh...okay, I made that up to make you feel better. My point is, don't worry. Can I share a secret with you?" Merry's face lit up. "What?" "I brought Sesame Street pyjamas too...but I wanted to wait until you got changed first so I'd see if they laughed at your pyjamas or not...think of yourself as my style-tester. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to breakdance some more." Sam was outside, cutting the grass. Frodo came out into the open air and asked why he wasn't inside dancing or eating. "I like gardening, Mr. Frodo, more than eating or partying. But it's okay, I can still strut my stuff while I cut the grass, because the music is turned up so loud I can hear it through the walls. Oh, I think you've got some visitors!" Frodo looked to the direction of his gate. Behind it were all the inhabitants of the Shire, with torches of fire and logs. They clearly intended to break down the gate, and they were all yelling, "Turn down the music! Turn down the music!" Some of the hobbits even had signs and were marching in a circle. Frodo was about to run inside and turn the music down when suddenly everyone felt a slight shaking in the ground. The yelling stopped and the lawn mower was turned off. Everyone inside the house became silent and the music was turned off. "Did you just feel that?" Sam whispered to Frodo. Another tremor suddenly shook the Shire. The hobbits at the gate screamed and ran towards their holes. Gandalf yelled from inside Frodo's hobbit-hole: "Turn the music back on! I was just in the middle of discovering a new spin!" A third tremor came, and it didn't stop. The hobbits and Gandalf were thrown onto the ground, Sam and Frodo holding onto the grass and Merry, Pippin and Gandalf holding onto a chair, the boom box, and Merry's Sesame Street Pyjamas. "It's a giant WORM!" Frodo screeched. "He's tunneling under my dear hobbit- hole!" Suddenly a huge slimy head popped up onto Frodo's lawn. "Yes, you guessed it," it said, "but it wasn't me making all that racket. It's an earthquake!" And with that, it disappeared into the soil, leaving Frodo and Sam speechless.
"After the radio thing is over, who wants to listen to Michael Jackson?!" Frodo yelled over the music, holding up his new CD. Everyone groaned. "We've only heard it about ten thousand times, blasting through your windows! Why don't you make your walls soundproof so we can get some peace and quiet?" Pippin complained. Frodo shrugged and studied the cover of his CD. He had turned into a Michael Jackson worshipper.
Merry came out of the washroom with his pajamas on. Everyone stopped what they were doing and laughed. "What?" Merry said, hurt. "What's wrong with Sesame Street Pyjamas? They're in style, you know." "I bet your mom told you that," Pippin screeched with laughter. Merry glumly sat down in a chair. Gandalf came over to him. "Don't worry Merry, I used to wet the bed and everyone laughed at me!" "I never knew that! Who laughed at you!" "Well...uh...okay, I made that up to make you feel better. My point is, don't worry. Can I share a secret with you?" Merry's face lit up. "What?" "I brought Sesame Street pyjamas too...but I wanted to wait until you got changed first so I'd see if they laughed at your pyjamas or not...think of yourself as my style-tester. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to breakdance some more." Sam was outside, cutting the grass. Frodo came out into the open air and asked why he wasn't inside dancing or eating. "I like gardening, Mr. Frodo, more than eating or partying. But it's okay, I can still strut my stuff while I cut the grass, because the music is turned up so loud I can hear it through the walls. Oh, I think you've got some visitors!" Frodo looked to the direction of his gate. Behind it were all the inhabitants of the Shire, with torches of fire and logs. They clearly intended to break down the gate, and they were all yelling, "Turn down the music! Turn down the music!" Some of the hobbits even had signs and were marching in a circle. Frodo was about to run inside and turn the music down when suddenly everyone felt a slight shaking in the ground. The yelling stopped and the lawn mower was turned off. Everyone inside the house became silent and the music was turned off. "Did you just feel that?" Sam whispered to Frodo. Another tremor suddenly shook the Shire. The hobbits at the gate screamed and ran towards their holes. Gandalf yelled from inside Frodo's hobbit-hole: "Turn the music back on! I was just in the middle of discovering a new spin!" A third tremor came, and it didn't stop. The hobbits and Gandalf were thrown onto the ground, Sam and Frodo holding onto the grass and Merry, Pippin and Gandalf holding onto a chair, the boom box, and Merry's Sesame Street Pyjamas. "It's a giant WORM!" Frodo screeched. "He's tunneling under my dear hobbit- hole!" Suddenly a huge slimy head popped up onto Frodo's lawn. "Yes, you guessed it," it said, "but it wasn't me making all that racket. It's an earthquake!" And with that, it disappeared into the soil, leaving Frodo and Sam speechless.