Disclaimers: See chapter 1.
Reviewers!!!
Hobbit Babe: Yaya! Another rec! (dances) Thankya!
Insane Child of the Night: Thank you! You're just gonna have to wait and see . . . muahahahaha.
Random-Shiny: Your review made my day when I read it. (grins) I'm really glad you enjoy my fic. What kind of dancing do you do? I have to take ballet as well. (I swear, it's like a curse, I cannot dance to save my life! But thankfully I'm learning to so now my new floor routine won't suck this year.) Oh, yes, and Frodo says hi. :-)
PippinPirate: Mind if I still call ya that even though you changed your name? Anyway, I did have little symbols there inbetween pov's, but it didn't show up when I posted the chapter. Hopefully I have better luck with it this chappy.
Moralinde: Thankies! I did put something inbetween pov's but it didn't show up when I posted the chapter.
Ash: Haha, you'll find out. ;-) And sorry if the last chapter was kinda confusing, it probably wouldn't have been if my breaks in pov's actually showed up like I wanted them to . . .
Elwen: (hugs)
I Like Mints: Thanks! Yeah, I kinda tend to mention certain things but explain in detail about them later. Sorry, a little old habbit of mine. :-)
christie122: Lol. Thank you. It means a lot to me that you enjoy my work that much. (grins)
Angel: Tis okay. (laughs evilly) Payback is a bitch, as the saying goes. And damn, I wish I had some more of that pipe-weed Frodo gave me, lol. That would just make my day - er, no, actually my life. XD
Magical Elf: Hahaha, I think that we all wish we had some hobbit slaves.
HelmsDeep2234: Morgan . . . (drool). And omfg! Ice cream!?! You rock, dude! (Frodo and Rocky can be seen hopping around like lunatics)
Kess: Lol. Yeah, I know, but Pippin has his moments too. They don't call him a Fool of a Took for just doing stupid things, haha.
Randomness:
Rocky: Sorry I haven't updated sooner. I've had a lot on my hands lately. Been busy getting a new floor routine made up and getting ready to go back to school and such. And when school does start I dunno how often I'm gonna be able to update, but I will do my best.
Plus, I now have two hobbits to look after. (Pippin had been hiding in my house for a while without me knowing.) Turns out he was the one who ate the whole five pound bag of gummy bears and all of our ice cream. (Which thanks to HelmsDeep we now have more of!) Yaya!
(CRASH!!) (Pippin and Frodo can be heard screaming in the background)
Oh, boy. I better see what they've gotten into now. Hope you guys like this chappy!
You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 36
The next morning, Frodo, Sam, and I were getting a splitting headache from Gollum who was screaming his head off. Sam had tied the elvish rope Galadriel had given him around Gollum's neck, and the damned creature just had to make our lives as miserable as possible.
"It burns! It burns! It freezes! Nasty elves twisted it! Take it off us!" Gollum cried.
"Queit you!" Sam snapped.
Gollum started wailing at Sam's reply.
"It would seem that the rope knows evil when it sees it," I muttered under my breath so Frodo wouldn't hear.
Sam huffed aggravated. "It's hopeless! Every orc in Mordor is going to hear this racket! Let's just tie 'em up and leave him."
"No!" Gollum cried alarmed. "That would kill us! Kill us!"
"It's no more than you deserve!" Sam replied.
I muttered under my breath again. "You have no idea."
"Maybe he does deserve to die..." Frodo said while studying Gollum, who was now rolling around on the ground hysterical. "But now that I see him, I do pity him."
Sam stared at Frodo like he just sprouted five extra heads. True, I did see where Frodo was coming from, but I couldn't be nice to Gollum even if I tried. Just for the pure fact of what I know he's going to do.
Gollum immediately stopped and looked up at Frodo so innocently. "We be nice to them, if they be nice to us," he tugged on the elvish rope around his neck, "Take it off us! We swears to do what you wants. We swears!"
Frodo eyed him warily. "There's no promise you can make that I can trust."
"We swears to serve the master of the Precious," he said looking Frodo in the eye. "We swears on - on, the Precious!"
Sam and I shared a look, and he shook his head in agreement. A silent pact of distrust if you want to call it that.
"The ring is trecherous, but I'll hold you to your word," Frodo said.
Gollum started nodding his head and crawled over to our feet. "Yes, on the Precious." He looked up at all three of us, his eyes big and innocent once more. "On the Precious."
Sam couldn't take this anymore. "I don't believe you!" he shouted making to grab Gollum, but the sickly creature bolted, and Sam gave the rope a fast tug. Gollum got whiplash, and flew to his back before he got very far.
"Sam!" Frodo cried and took the rope away from his friend. I could only smile as I watched Gollum gasp for air and rub his sore neck.
"He's trying to trick us!" Sam said. "If we let him go he'll throttle us in our sleep!"
Frodo glanced at me. I shook my head and sighed. "Do what you think is right on this, Frodo. I must stay idle." He gave me a questioning look, but I merely turned my back to him and tried to rake my fingers through my tangled and dirty hair.
Frodo paused for a moment, then finally sighed and approached Gollum.
"You know the way to Mordor?" he asked.
I turned around to watch the scene. "So be it," I murmered and shook my head.
Gollum looked up at him afraid. "Yes," he said warily.
Frodo kneeled. "You've been there before?"
"Yes," he replied and nodded. Frodo pulled the rope up and over Gollum's head.
"You will lead us to the Black Gate," Frodo said. Gollum quickly ran off, and we found it hard to keep up with him. Every now and then we would lose sight with him completely, Sam giving Frodo the "I told ya so" look every time we did. But sadly we would always find Gollum a ways ahead, waiting for us to catch up.
Soon enough, the orcs that were carrying Merry, Lauren, and Pippn, got sick of having to carry them on their backs. They were made to run, and if they stumbled they were whipped or dragged along the ground for a while.
They also gave the hobbits a draught, the liquid gave their body a warm sensation, and even took some of the pain away from Lauren's shoulder wound. The three couldn't remember much of their journey after that. Everything seemed so dark. Whether it was night or their eyes were failing them, they couldn't be sure.
Somewhere on their way Pippin fell unconscious - just dropped face down in the muddy ground - from exastion. An orc just picked him up and flung him back over his shoulder like a sack.
Lauren wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out. The warmth of the draught was long gone, her shoulder throbbed, and her knees felt like they were going to just walk off of her from all the running.
Some nights later (how many exactly not one of them was sure of), the orcs demanded a rest and to set up camp for the night. When most of them had gone off to gather firewood and the hobbits were left unattended, Pippin crawled over to where Lauren and Merry were laying.
Lauren could barely move, she believed her shoulder had gotten worse. Merry had a large gash across his forhead. And what made it all the more irritating for Lauren was that since her hands were tied together, she couldn't get the healing stone from out of her pocket.
"Merry? Lauren?" Pippin questioned.
"I think we might have made a mistake leaving the Shire," Merry said weakly.
"Oh, come on now, don't go saying that," Lauren said. She tried to change her position but winced. "Frodo needs us. They think we have the Ring," she whispered.
They both nodded in understanding. They heard groaning and clicking sounds coming from within a forest near the camp.
"What's making that noise?" Pippin asked. Merry listened for a few more moments.
"It's the trees," he replied.
"What?" Pippin asked.
"You remember the old forest, on the borders of Buckland? Folks used to say there was something in the water that made the trees grow tall and come alive," Merry said.
"Alive?" Pippin asked in wonder.
"Trees that could whisper, talk to each other, even move," he continued.
"They're not just any ordinery trees," Lauren cut in. Her friends both gave her questioning looks, but she was unable to say anymore because an uproar had started in the orc camp.
"I'm starvin'!" one orc shouted. "We ain't had nothin' but maggoty bread for three stinkin' days!" he threw the piece of bread he had in his hand to the ground.
"Yeah! Why don't we have some meats?" another one said excitedly. He turned his head and looked straight at them with a weird expression. "What about them," he continued and pointed at the hobbits, "They're fresh!"
The lead orc, and if Lauren remembered his name correctly she believed it was Ugluk, jerked the orc that wanted to eat them. "They are not for eating!" He then grabbed the hobbit's shirt collars and dragged them further away.
"What about their legs?" another said. "They don't need those. Ooh, they look tasty." He tried to get close to them but Ugluk shoved him away.
"Get back, Scum!"
The orcs started yelling angrily at their leader.
"Just carve 'em up! Just a mouthful!"
One ran forward with a scimitar towards the hobbits. Ugluk quickly pulled out his sword and swung one swift slice. The orc's head fell into Lauren's lap.
"Ahh!" she squeaked and pushed it quickly to the ground.
"Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys!" Ugluk shouted and the rest started yelling. The threesome were pushed aside as they started attacking at the body.
Merry nudged his friends. "Come on, let's go!"
"See, see! We've led you out!" Gollum said happily as he waited for us. He was seated upon a large rock, and he pointed down the path excitedly. "Hurry, hobbitses, hurry! Very lucky we find you."
Frodo went down the path first and I follwed close behind. From behind me I could hear Gollum say to Sam, "Nice hobbit," then Sam growl in frustration. I chuckled slightly.
Gollum scampered up back to his place in the lead, and Sam cried out as a splash was heard. "It's a bog! The little bugger's led us into a swamp!"
"It's not just any bog, Sam," I said. "We're in the Dead Marshes."
"Yes, yes, the Dead Marshes. That is their name. Come hobbitses! We will take you on safe paths through the mist," Gollum said. He hopped along, as the rest of us were splashing into the water and having a much harder time of moving on.
"Look! There are dead things, dead faces in the water!" Sam pointed out.
"Hence the name Dead Marshes," I said as I shook my head. "There was a great battle here long ago."
Gollum turned around and gave me a skeptical look. "All dead, all rotten. Elves and men and orcses. Quickly! As swift as shadows we must be! Do not follow the lights!"
Frodo tripped and fell into a puddle. "Careful now," Gollum continued, "Or hobbits go down to join the dead ones and light little candles of their own."
I shuddered at the thought. Frodo started going in another direction. 'What was he doing?' I thought. Frodo stopped and stood next to a pool, gazing into it.
"Frodo?" I called. He didn't answer. Gollum either ignored me or didn't hear me and continued moving forward. Suddenly, Frodo started to waver and he fell face first into the water.
"Frodo!" Sam cried startled.
I ran forward to the pool as fast as I could. I reached forward and grabbed Frodo's shoulder, but I couldn't bring him up to the surface. His wet clothes and pack weighed him down. Gollum appeared next to me and with his help we were able to get him out.
He sputtered and gasped for air when he reached the surface and we dragged him back up onto the ground. Frodo lay propped up against me bretahing heavily, getting me all wet in the process.
"Gollum?" Frodo questioned surprised.
"Don't follow the lights," he replied sternly and hopped away.
"Mr. Frodo, are you alright?" Sam asked worried.
"Yes, I'm fine." Frodo nodded. "Where has Gollum gone off to?"
"I dunno," I replied. "But I think we better go look for some extra food, though I'm not so sure what we'll be able to find around here."
"Hobbitses!" we heard Gollum call excitedly. "We find a pond! Clean pond!"
Sam helped Frodo and I up and went in the direction of his voice. We found him in a little gully, out of sight. And sure enough, the water in it wasn't marshy.
"We found this once while hiding from nasty orcses," Gollum explained and happily dipped his hands in the water. He seemed greatly delighted to feel the water, and chuckled to himself, sometimes even croaking in a sort of song.
The cold hard lands
they bites our hands,
they gnaws our feet.
The rocks and stones
are like old bones
all bare of meat.
But stream and pool
is wet and cool:
si nice for feet!
And now we wish-
He cut his song off and glanced at us. "Haha! What does we wish? We'll tell you," he croaked. "He guessed it long ago, Baggins guessed it, yes he did."
A strange gleam came to his eyes then and Sam cast a worried look my way. Frodo didn't seem trobled at all, like he didn't even notice it.
Alive without breath;
as cold as death;
never thirsting, ever drinking;
clad in mail, never clinking.
Drowns on dry land,
thinks an island
is a mountain;
thinks a fountain
is a puff of air.
So sleek, so fair!
What a joy to meet!
We only wish
to catch a fish,
so juicy-sweet!
a/n:
Frodo and Pippin: (all scratched up and bruised)
Rocky: (shakes head) I don't know what I'm going to do with them.
Frodo: Yeah, Pippin just had to go and push Rocky's cat off of her scatching post.
Pippin: Hey! You dared me!
Frodo: That's not the point. You didn't actually have to go through with it.
Pippin: (Crosses his arms and pouts)
Rocky: Well, I guess I have to go to the store and buy some more band aids. Please review, guys!
-Rocky-
Reviewers!!!
Hobbit Babe: Yaya! Another rec! (dances) Thankya!
Insane Child of the Night: Thank you! You're just gonna have to wait and see . . . muahahahaha.
Random-Shiny: Your review made my day when I read it. (grins) I'm really glad you enjoy my fic. What kind of dancing do you do? I have to take ballet as well. (I swear, it's like a curse, I cannot dance to save my life! But thankfully I'm learning to so now my new floor routine won't suck this year.) Oh, yes, and Frodo says hi. :-)
PippinPirate: Mind if I still call ya that even though you changed your name? Anyway, I did have little symbols there inbetween pov's, but it didn't show up when I posted the chapter. Hopefully I have better luck with it this chappy.
Moralinde: Thankies! I did put something inbetween pov's but it didn't show up when I posted the chapter.
Ash: Haha, you'll find out. ;-) And sorry if the last chapter was kinda confusing, it probably wouldn't have been if my breaks in pov's actually showed up like I wanted them to . . .
Elwen: (hugs)
I Like Mints: Thanks! Yeah, I kinda tend to mention certain things but explain in detail about them later. Sorry, a little old habbit of mine. :-)
christie122: Lol. Thank you. It means a lot to me that you enjoy my work that much. (grins)
Angel: Tis okay. (laughs evilly) Payback is a bitch, as the saying goes. And damn, I wish I had some more of that pipe-weed Frodo gave me, lol. That would just make my day - er, no, actually my life. XD
Magical Elf: Hahaha, I think that we all wish we had some hobbit slaves.
HelmsDeep2234: Morgan . . . (drool). And omfg! Ice cream!?! You rock, dude! (Frodo and Rocky can be seen hopping around like lunatics)
Kess: Lol. Yeah, I know, but Pippin has his moments too. They don't call him a Fool of a Took for just doing stupid things, haha.
Randomness:
Rocky: Sorry I haven't updated sooner. I've had a lot on my hands lately. Been busy getting a new floor routine made up and getting ready to go back to school and such. And when school does start I dunno how often I'm gonna be able to update, but I will do my best.
Plus, I now have two hobbits to look after. (Pippin had been hiding in my house for a while without me knowing.) Turns out he was the one who ate the whole five pound bag of gummy bears and all of our ice cream. (Which thanks to HelmsDeep we now have more of!) Yaya!
(CRASH!!) (Pippin and Frodo can be heard screaming in the background)
Oh, boy. I better see what they've gotten into now. Hope you guys like this chappy!
You're My Light in the Dark
Chapter 36
The next morning, Frodo, Sam, and I were getting a splitting headache from Gollum who was screaming his head off. Sam had tied the elvish rope Galadriel had given him around Gollum's neck, and the damned creature just had to make our lives as miserable as possible.
"It burns! It burns! It freezes! Nasty elves twisted it! Take it off us!" Gollum cried.
"Queit you!" Sam snapped.
Gollum started wailing at Sam's reply.
"It would seem that the rope knows evil when it sees it," I muttered under my breath so Frodo wouldn't hear.
Sam huffed aggravated. "It's hopeless! Every orc in Mordor is going to hear this racket! Let's just tie 'em up and leave him."
"No!" Gollum cried alarmed. "That would kill us! Kill us!"
"It's no more than you deserve!" Sam replied.
I muttered under my breath again. "You have no idea."
"Maybe he does deserve to die..." Frodo said while studying Gollum, who was now rolling around on the ground hysterical. "But now that I see him, I do pity him."
Sam stared at Frodo like he just sprouted five extra heads. True, I did see where Frodo was coming from, but I couldn't be nice to Gollum even if I tried. Just for the pure fact of what I know he's going to do.
Gollum immediately stopped and looked up at Frodo so innocently. "We be nice to them, if they be nice to us," he tugged on the elvish rope around his neck, "Take it off us! We swears to do what you wants. We swears!"
Frodo eyed him warily. "There's no promise you can make that I can trust."
"We swears to serve the master of the Precious," he said looking Frodo in the eye. "We swears on - on, the Precious!"
Sam and I shared a look, and he shook his head in agreement. A silent pact of distrust if you want to call it that.
"The ring is trecherous, but I'll hold you to your word," Frodo said.
Gollum started nodding his head and crawled over to our feet. "Yes, on the Precious." He looked up at all three of us, his eyes big and innocent once more. "On the Precious."
Sam couldn't take this anymore. "I don't believe you!" he shouted making to grab Gollum, but the sickly creature bolted, and Sam gave the rope a fast tug. Gollum got whiplash, and flew to his back before he got very far.
"Sam!" Frodo cried and took the rope away from his friend. I could only smile as I watched Gollum gasp for air and rub his sore neck.
"He's trying to trick us!" Sam said. "If we let him go he'll throttle us in our sleep!"
Frodo glanced at me. I shook my head and sighed. "Do what you think is right on this, Frodo. I must stay idle." He gave me a questioning look, but I merely turned my back to him and tried to rake my fingers through my tangled and dirty hair.
Frodo paused for a moment, then finally sighed and approached Gollum.
"You know the way to Mordor?" he asked.
I turned around to watch the scene. "So be it," I murmered and shook my head.
Gollum looked up at him afraid. "Yes," he said warily.
Frodo kneeled. "You've been there before?"
"Yes," he replied and nodded. Frodo pulled the rope up and over Gollum's head.
"You will lead us to the Black Gate," Frodo said. Gollum quickly ran off, and we found it hard to keep up with him. Every now and then we would lose sight with him completely, Sam giving Frodo the "I told ya so" look every time we did. But sadly we would always find Gollum a ways ahead, waiting for us to catch up.
Soon enough, the orcs that were carrying Merry, Lauren, and Pippn, got sick of having to carry them on their backs. They were made to run, and if they stumbled they were whipped or dragged along the ground for a while.
They also gave the hobbits a draught, the liquid gave their body a warm sensation, and even took some of the pain away from Lauren's shoulder wound. The three couldn't remember much of their journey after that. Everything seemed so dark. Whether it was night or their eyes were failing them, they couldn't be sure.
Somewhere on their way Pippin fell unconscious - just dropped face down in the muddy ground - from exastion. An orc just picked him up and flung him back over his shoulder like a sack.
Lauren wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out. The warmth of the draught was long gone, her shoulder throbbed, and her knees felt like they were going to just walk off of her from all the running.
Some nights later (how many exactly not one of them was sure of), the orcs demanded a rest and to set up camp for the night. When most of them had gone off to gather firewood and the hobbits were left unattended, Pippin crawled over to where Lauren and Merry were laying.
Lauren could barely move, she believed her shoulder had gotten worse. Merry had a large gash across his forhead. And what made it all the more irritating for Lauren was that since her hands were tied together, she couldn't get the healing stone from out of her pocket.
"Merry? Lauren?" Pippin questioned.
"I think we might have made a mistake leaving the Shire," Merry said weakly.
"Oh, come on now, don't go saying that," Lauren said. She tried to change her position but winced. "Frodo needs us. They think we have the Ring," she whispered.
They both nodded in understanding. They heard groaning and clicking sounds coming from within a forest near the camp.
"What's making that noise?" Pippin asked. Merry listened for a few more moments.
"It's the trees," he replied.
"What?" Pippin asked.
"You remember the old forest, on the borders of Buckland? Folks used to say there was something in the water that made the trees grow tall and come alive," Merry said.
"Alive?" Pippin asked in wonder.
"Trees that could whisper, talk to each other, even move," he continued.
"They're not just any ordinery trees," Lauren cut in. Her friends both gave her questioning looks, but she was unable to say anymore because an uproar had started in the orc camp.
"I'm starvin'!" one orc shouted. "We ain't had nothin' but maggoty bread for three stinkin' days!" he threw the piece of bread he had in his hand to the ground.
"Yeah! Why don't we have some meats?" another one said excitedly. He turned his head and looked straight at them with a weird expression. "What about them," he continued and pointed at the hobbits, "They're fresh!"
The lead orc, and if Lauren remembered his name correctly she believed it was Ugluk, jerked the orc that wanted to eat them. "They are not for eating!" He then grabbed the hobbit's shirt collars and dragged them further away.
"What about their legs?" another said. "They don't need those. Ooh, they look tasty." He tried to get close to them but Ugluk shoved him away.
"Get back, Scum!"
The orcs started yelling angrily at their leader.
"Just carve 'em up! Just a mouthful!"
One ran forward with a scimitar towards the hobbits. Ugluk quickly pulled out his sword and swung one swift slice. The orc's head fell into Lauren's lap.
"Ahh!" she squeaked and pushed it quickly to the ground.
"Looks like meat's back on the menu, boys!" Ugluk shouted and the rest started yelling. The threesome were pushed aside as they started attacking at the body.
Merry nudged his friends. "Come on, let's go!"
"See, see! We've led you out!" Gollum said happily as he waited for us. He was seated upon a large rock, and he pointed down the path excitedly. "Hurry, hobbitses, hurry! Very lucky we find you."
Frodo went down the path first and I follwed close behind. From behind me I could hear Gollum say to Sam, "Nice hobbit," then Sam growl in frustration. I chuckled slightly.
Gollum scampered up back to his place in the lead, and Sam cried out as a splash was heard. "It's a bog! The little bugger's led us into a swamp!"
"It's not just any bog, Sam," I said. "We're in the Dead Marshes."
"Yes, yes, the Dead Marshes. That is their name. Come hobbitses! We will take you on safe paths through the mist," Gollum said. He hopped along, as the rest of us were splashing into the water and having a much harder time of moving on.
"Look! There are dead things, dead faces in the water!" Sam pointed out.
"Hence the name Dead Marshes," I said as I shook my head. "There was a great battle here long ago."
Gollum turned around and gave me a skeptical look. "All dead, all rotten. Elves and men and orcses. Quickly! As swift as shadows we must be! Do not follow the lights!"
Frodo tripped and fell into a puddle. "Careful now," Gollum continued, "Or hobbits go down to join the dead ones and light little candles of their own."
I shuddered at the thought. Frodo started going in another direction. 'What was he doing?' I thought. Frodo stopped and stood next to a pool, gazing into it.
"Frodo?" I called. He didn't answer. Gollum either ignored me or didn't hear me and continued moving forward. Suddenly, Frodo started to waver and he fell face first into the water.
"Frodo!" Sam cried startled.
I ran forward to the pool as fast as I could. I reached forward and grabbed Frodo's shoulder, but I couldn't bring him up to the surface. His wet clothes and pack weighed him down. Gollum appeared next to me and with his help we were able to get him out.
He sputtered and gasped for air when he reached the surface and we dragged him back up onto the ground. Frodo lay propped up against me bretahing heavily, getting me all wet in the process.
"Gollum?" Frodo questioned surprised.
"Don't follow the lights," he replied sternly and hopped away.
"Mr. Frodo, are you alright?" Sam asked worried.
"Yes, I'm fine." Frodo nodded. "Where has Gollum gone off to?"
"I dunno," I replied. "But I think we better go look for some extra food, though I'm not so sure what we'll be able to find around here."
"Hobbitses!" we heard Gollum call excitedly. "We find a pond! Clean pond!"
Sam helped Frodo and I up and went in the direction of his voice. We found him in a little gully, out of sight. And sure enough, the water in it wasn't marshy.
"We found this once while hiding from nasty orcses," Gollum explained and happily dipped his hands in the water. He seemed greatly delighted to feel the water, and chuckled to himself, sometimes even croaking in a sort of song.
The cold hard lands
they bites our hands,
they gnaws our feet.
The rocks and stones
are like old bones
all bare of meat.
But stream and pool
is wet and cool:
si nice for feet!
And now we wish-
He cut his song off and glanced at us. "Haha! What does we wish? We'll tell you," he croaked. "He guessed it long ago, Baggins guessed it, yes he did."
A strange gleam came to his eyes then and Sam cast a worried look my way. Frodo didn't seem trobled at all, like he didn't even notice it.
Alive without breath;
as cold as death;
never thirsting, ever drinking;
clad in mail, never clinking.
Drowns on dry land,
thinks an island
is a mountain;
thinks a fountain
is a puff of air.
So sleek, so fair!
What a joy to meet!
We only wish
to catch a fish,
so juicy-sweet!
a/n:
Frodo and Pippin: (all scratched up and bruised)
Rocky: (shakes head) I don't know what I'm going to do with them.
Frodo: Yeah, Pippin just had to go and push Rocky's cat off of her scatching post.
Pippin: Hey! You dared me!
Frodo: That's not the point. You didn't actually have to go through with it.
Pippin: (Crosses his arms and pouts)
Rocky: Well, I guess I have to go to the store and buy some more band aids. Please review, guys!
-Rocky-