Disclaimers: See Chapter 1 for more info.

Acknowledgements: To TooLazyToLogin for giving me the original idea for this series. To DoctorWhovian18, for her ideas on pranking, ideas on other things about the story, her advice and helpfulness, and the list go on. To LOTCR, for her ideas for this story. I'd also like to thank ValueMyHeart for reviewing, following, and favoriting this story. To all my readers who are favoriting, following, and reviewing this story. And I'd also like to thank Frodo and the hobbits for their help with this story as well. Yes, that sounds crazy to the normal readers, but I'm still thanking Frodo and his friends anyway.

Let the prank war begin…

That Monday afternoon, as Merry, Pippin and Folco wandered down the fifth-floor corridor, the three hobbit boys were bombarded by water balloons, which rained down from the ceiling. How the water balloons made it on the ceiling was beyond count, but the three hobbit boys did their best to evade them, at least until they were pelted by a couple more water balloons. Merry, finding the source of the water balloons, pointed out to Pippin and Folco the culprit and her accomplice. It turned out the culprits were Merry and Pippin's Authoresses, Amy Collins/DoctorWhovian18 and Abigail/LOTCR.

Amy cheered in victory, laughing at the sight of Merry, Pippin and Folco drenched. She told the three hobbits, curtly, "Maybe next time, watch what you say or do to girls before you prank them."

Pippin grinned mischievously, "Ohhh. So that's how we play, is it Amy?" As he caught a falling water balloon, Pippin threw it at Amy in a playful manner. He raised his hands in victory as one smacked Amy right on the chest, drenching her school stuff.

Amy was distressed. She really liked this outfit. Now, she had to get the water stains out of her blouse, her hair… oh, she hoped her make-up wasn't wet. She checked herself over and over again, grateful nothing else was wet, but she felt miserable.

Abigail was also distressed. Realizing what she had done, Abigail rushed up to Merry and did her best to make sure he was all right, checking and re-checking his clothes and such. Merry did not like this girl fussing whatsoever. This was too much for Folco, who was laughing at the four. Pippin, on the other hand, came after Amy with a few more pelting water balloons. He was really enjoying himself. Pippin was reminded all too well of his girly sisters, thanks to Amy, so he knew the territory and wasn't afraid of her.

Merry stopped Abigail from more fussing, "I said I'm fine, Abigail! No more fussing, please!"

"I just want to make sure you weren't hurt by those-" Abigail was cut off by a water balloon, which smacked her across her back. She felt cold and wet.

However, Abigail's shocked reaction was enough to set Merry into a laughing fit. At least now he wasn't the only one getting drenched; so was his authoress. Grabbing a falling water balloon, Merry nearly thought of attacking Abigail with it. Abigail saw this action and pretended to be afraid.

"Oh Merry! Please don't-" Abigail ran away from Merry, hiding behind Folco.

Seizing the moment, Merry pelted Folco with a water balloon. Folco was not expecting this reaction from his new friend. Folco said, rather too pompous, "Okay, speaking as a carefree hobbit, I'm-" Folco was smacked in the leg by Pippin's water balloon. Abigail backed away a bit, but couldn't help laughing her head off. Folco grinned mischievously at both hobbits. "Oh, so this is how we're playing. Well then…" Catching a falling water balloon, Folco threw it at Pippin, hitting the hobbit on the left hip.

A water balloon fight broke out then and there. And while Amy and Abigail managed to hit their targets, Merry and Pippin proved to be just as fast. They were impressed with the two authoresses' agility, but there were instances when the two girls made mistakes, leaving themselves open for Merry and Pippin to smack them with water balloons. Folco was just as fast. Since Merry and Pippin were too distracted by the two girls, Folco took this advantage to smack the four at random moments. However, Folco always ended up pelted by water balloons due to this action.

However, their loud noise caused a ruckus that led Mr. Filch to the fifth-floor corridor. His sudden outburst in the fifth-floor landing stopped the five children all at once. Filch was coming! "What's going on here?"

"Quick!" cried Merry, grabbing Pippin and Abigail, in an effort to make them flee.

Amy and Folco followed, hoping that Filch wouldn't catch them or their friends. The water balloons were now their obstacles, something that neither Amy nor Abigail wanted to happen. But the water balloons were far from their minds now, as the three hobbit boys and the two authoresses sprinted down the corridor, their hearts racing. Amy certainly did not want to get caught, but then neither did Abigail. Both girls knew what trouble looked like and if they were caught, the girls would surely hear it from their parents and that would not be good. Merry and Pippin knew a thing or two about getting into trouble, but being caught by Filch was something they did not want at all. Folco, in the meantime, only was concerned about himself and if he was caught, his reputation would be at stake and that wouldn't be good for anyone, let alone himself. He wanted to impress others, but at the same time did anyone care what happened to him?

Still, Folco proved useful. Finding the stairs leading to the grounds, Folco told his new friends, "This way."

When the five friends at last were on the grounds, and away from Filch, they burst into laughter. Only Folco let out calm laughs. It didn't feel right avoiding Filch like that, when they were the ones horsing around. Yet he wondered if the two girls would face their punishment.

Folco asked Amy and Abigail, "Aren't you going to go back and help Filch with those water balloons? Don't you think you deserve punishment?"

"Are you kidding?" asked Abigail, whining a little. She didn't want to face Filch, let alone clean up all that water and the water balloons.

"Lighten up, Folco. We were having fun, weren't we?" asked Amy, checking to make sure Folco actually had some fun.

"It just doesn't feel right. We should face our punishments in a mature manner, like civilized people," said Folco.

"Blah blah blah!" said Abigail, boxing her ears with her hands.

Merry and Pippin were very silent. Was that good or bad? Amy couldn't tell. The two hobbit boys were being so cryptic right now.

But Amy guessed what they were about to do. "You're going to get back at me and Abigail for our prank, aren't you?"

"Well, you pranked us," said Merry, making the confirmation.

"Well Merry, I believe we have some thinking to do," said Pippin.

"See you in a week, ladies," said Merry, dragging Pippin back inside.

"A week?" asked Abigail. She didn't want to separate from Merry that long.

"What is he doing, Folco?" asked Amy, curious and determined to find out why Merry and Pippin were being cryptic on them.

Folco understood and told the girls, mischievously, "We'll see in a week. Hey, Merry, Pippin, wait up!" He charged after the two hobbit boys, catching up to them.

Abigail asked Amy, "Do you know what they're up to?"

"No, I don't. Come on, let's go," said Amy, heading back inside before she froze.

Abigail followed her, hoping she and Amy would find a towel. It was still too cold outside to do anything fun.

o-o-o

Frodo finished The Hobbit book Tuesday evening. As he took the bookmark out and placed it and the book on his dresser, Frodo's thoughts fell over what he read: his mind was blown. That was his first reaction. Everything in the book J.R.R. Tolkien wrote concerning Bilbo seemed very close to the truth… but it still made no sense. Why didn't his Uncle Bilbo inform him of an author writing a book on him and then not say anything? Frodo was still thinking critically of The Hobbit book, but his curiosity was beyond compare.

Frodo was curious about what The Lord of the Rings book trilogy contained about his life. Maybe these future events told him more about Bilbo's "magic" ring, and if that were possible… what then was his life going to be like? Hopefully, his life in the future would be very exciting, filled with adventures… no, he had to think critically here. It was unwise to find out one's future. After all, Frodo was more concerned with finding out Bilbo's adventures, right? Frodo knew what he was getting himself into… well, maybe he didn't… oh maybe The Lord of the Rings wasn't a book trilogy he should delve into. Not now, at least. Just reading The Hobbit book may have been too much for him to begin with.

Frodo slept roughly that night, hardly remembering the dream he had the following morning. Well, he knew he dreamt of his parents again, even if he couldn't recall much of the dream… or was it a nightmare? No, it felt more like a wild dream, like the ones he had for the past couple of weeks. At least he knew what he should do: return the book to Aria.

Getting dressed in his blue Hobbit uniform, Frodo sprinted out of the Boys' Dormitory with The Hobbit book. Climbing down the familiar steps, Frodo was back in the Ravenclaw Common Room. Finding Aria at her familiar spot, Frodo passed her the book.

Aria took the book, telling him, politely, "Thank you. I'll be right back. I'm going to put this book in the Girls' Dormitory," said Aria.

Frodo nodded. "Take your time."

Aria vanished moments later. After her entered Folco, who entered the common room with a yawn. Folco approached Frodo, feeling the need to talk, "I did not sleep at all last night. I couldn't help it. The moon looked so lovely." Folco had a serene, very tired look on his face.

Frodo asked him, a little annoyed, "Hopefully, you don't snooze off in class today, or during breakfast."

"I'm fit as a fiddle!" said Folco, doing his best to keep a calm posture.

"Right," said Frodo. Feeling the need to help his friend, Frodo told him, calmly, "Well, maybe you should go back to bed for an hour or two. Don't be late for class."

"Well, I did manage to get four hours of sleep last night," said Folco.

"Folco, go back to bed. I'll see you at class this morning," said Frodo, giving him a direct order.

Folco went silent. He didn't like being ordered around, especially by his friends. Still, not wanting to upset Frodo, Folco charged up the stairs to the Boys' Dormitory. Maybe a few hours' rest was all he needed. It was only after Folco left that Aria returned, ready to start the day.

Aria asked Frodo, beaming, "Ready to go?"

"Yeah, sure," said Frodo, paying more attention to the notice board than Aria, if only for a moment. Realizing she was standing in front of him, Frodo said, grinning cheekily, "Right, let's go. Ladies first?" He bowed low in exaggeration.

Aria grunted, did her best to ignore Frodo for a bit and walked on; however, this attitude got Frodo's attention, causing him to wrap an arm around her in a friendly manner. The two giggled and chuckled on their way out of the Ravenclaw Tower.

And while Folco did sleep through breakfast, he made it to his first morning class for that day. This made Frodo chuckle at Folco's hurried state. Didn't the hobbit know he made it to class on time? Somehow Folco figured it out, before he sat down with the rest of the class, right as the lesson started.

So, how was that? And I do hope everyone stayed in-character. Next chapter we'll be skipping ahead in time in some places, or so I think. As always, please review below and let me know what you think so far. Okay, bye! :)