Short again!!

When Merry and Pippin came back into the living room, Sam and Frodo were as far apart as they could get.

"What's wrong with you two?" Merry asked.

"Sam is planning something in that innocent little head of his!" Frodo sneered.

"SAM!?" Pippin exclaimed. "He wouldn't do anything, he's too…too, I don't know, but he wouldn't play anything on us." Pippin had begun to whisper in his conversation with Frodo, thinking that maybe Sam had indeed found his mischievous streak.

Pippin started to get a bit worried. He was used to fending off his two older cousin's attacks, but with Sam too, he didn't know what to do. Pippin suddenly began to devise a plan. After Frodo and Merry had gotten deep into a conversation about some silly topic, Pippin made his way to Sam's cot, where he was silently puttering with a pin and paper.

Pippin stopped when he got close enough to whisper.

"Sam?" He said quietly.

"Yes?" Sam answered not looking up.

"I think under the circumstances we ought to team up this time, seeing as how them two was planning against us together, we ought to be able to do the same."

Sam then looked up. "I was wondering when you would ask me that."

Pippin smiled seeing that he had won Sam over.

"So, Pippin, what do you think about this?" Sam slipped the paper to Pip, it had a long list of devastating pranks to pull.

"Samwise Gamgge!" Pippin gasped.

Frodo and Merry looked up suspiciously.

What has Sam devised for Merry and Frodo?

TBC…