Chapter 3.Eggs: The All Purpose Food
"I can't believe I got stuck with the pigs!" moaned Gimli.
"Well, at least you'll be with you own kind!" laughed Legolas.
"Come on guys, stop it! We've got work to do!" Shouted Aragorn from the front of the line as they made their way around the farm.
The first pen they came to was the chicken house.
"Awwww!!!! Look at all the cute lil chickadees!" cried Frodo as soon as he saw them.
"They are just soooo cool!!! I wanna be a chicken!" said Sam, running around the pen, pretending to be a chicken.
"That's not how to be a chicken Sam!" said Frodo, horrified. "It goes like this!" he said as he demonstrated. "I should know! I won first prize at Bilbo's fancy dress party dressed as a chicken!" he said proudly.
"Ummm, Frodo? That wasn't a fancy dress party." replied Sam, confused.
"But Gandalf said." Frodo trailed off, looking up at the wizard who had guilt written all over his face.
"Well then, erm, I suppose we must, um, leave you to it," said Gandalf as he quickly turned to leave.
"Just a minute, come back here," Frodo called after him.
Gandalf reluctantly walked back, as Frodo climbed onto one of the chicken houses. Once he was up there, Sam handed him a bag.
"What are you gunna do?" Gandalf asked the hobbit worriedly, as Frodo took his hat
"Just showing YOU how to dress like a chicken!" he replied smugly as he emptied the contents of the bag into the hat. He then placed it down on Gandalf's head, squashing the contents against the wizard's hair.
"Do have fun with the cows," he said as Gandalf glared at him through the sticky mess running down his face. "Im sure they love the smell of stale eggs!"
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"I can't believe I got stuck with the pigs!" moaned Gimli.
"Well, at least you'll be with you own kind!" laughed Legolas.
"Come on guys, stop it! We've got work to do!" Shouted Aragorn from the front of the line as they made their way around the farm.
The first pen they came to was the chicken house.
"Awwww!!!! Look at all the cute lil chickadees!" cried Frodo as soon as he saw them.
"They are just soooo cool!!! I wanna be a chicken!" said Sam, running around the pen, pretending to be a chicken.
"That's not how to be a chicken Sam!" said Frodo, horrified. "It goes like this!" he said as he demonstrated. "I should know! I won first prize at Bilbo's fancy dress party dressed as a chicken!" he said proudly.
"Ummm, Frodo? That wasn't a fancy dress party." replied Sam, confused.
"But Gandalf said." Frodo trailed off, looking up at the wizard who had guilt written all over his face.
"Well then, erm, I suppose we must, um, leave you to it," said Gandalf as he quickly turned to leave.
"Just a minute, come back here," Frodo called after him.
Gandalf reluctantly walked back, as Frodo climbed onto one of the chicken houses. Once he was up there, Sam handed him a bag.
"What are you gunna do?" Gandalf asked the hobbit worriedly, as Frodo took his hat
"Just showing YOU how to dress like a chicken!" he replied smugly as he emptied the contents of the bag into the hat. He then placed it down on Gandalf's head, squashing the contents against the wizard's hair.
"Do have fun with the cows," he said as Gandalf glared at him through the sticky mess running down his face. "Im sure they love the smell of stale eggs!"
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