Pippin woke at the sound. It had sounded as if something had cracked, broken, or fallen…and it had rung throughout his entire hole. "Must be the new neighbors…" he grumbled. As he skillfully got ready to put the eggs and toast on for breakfast, yet another loud boom came from the hole next to his. "Ugh…" He muttered as he missed the edge of the bowl and let the egg crack on the counter. "This is making me wonder if Grond is making an encore appearance…!" he growled.
You see, without eating at least his first breakfast, Peregrin was prone to terrible grumpiness. "How can this be?" you ask? We all know that Pip is almost always cheery, curious, inquisitive, and curious. Yes, he's extra curious (in more ways than one, I can assure you…). But if the ever-hungry Pippin doesn't have his breakfast, watch out! Anyway, back to our hobbit, Pip hurriedly threw on his robe and stamped off to his door to see what was making the horrendous racket. The second he opened his round yellow door, there appeared a tall (for hobbit standards) hobbit. "Well at least we've got something in common…" Pippin thought. Before he had time to take in any more features, the tall hobbit started talking.
"Pleased to be making your acquaintance, sir!" said the hobbit. He stuck out his hand and took Pippin's – rather too rough for Pippin for that time of the morning, because he began to lose his balance…the hobbit was shaking his hand vigorously. Pippin, being the barely awake and hungry hobbit that he was, not only totally lost his balance, but also became very agitated. He finally loosened his grip and Pip grumbled as he cradled his injured hand.
"Are those eggs I smell?" said the hobbit, sticking his head inside Pippin's door. The eggs! Pippin scampered into the kitchen to find it filled with black smoke.
"Waste of perfectly good eggs…" said the rude hobbit, now inside Pippin's kitchen – and so close to Pip's ear that the eggs nearly missed the trashcan. Pippin cleared his throat. If he didn't get his breakfast…
"Is there any way I can help?" asked the hobbit, taking in his surroundings and realizing that this was no normal hobbit hole he was in. And with this came the realization that no normal hobbit could live in an abnormal hobbit hole. He heard Pippin mumbling and grumbling, and soon became scared…this odd hobbit, with black and silver armor above his fireplace, was becoming angry with him. He started to tiptoe towards the door but stopped in his tracks at the new sound coming from his hole next door.