Chapter 3- Plynk and Bippin, I mean, Blynk and Pippin, Powder Explosions, and Krispy Kremes.
A/N: This is just a chapter to show you how close friends Blynk and Pippin are. Awww gee lol. As for the powder, well, you'll see ::evil laugh:: Anyways- read on my kemosabes! …I know that's a word, I've heard it before, I just can't spell it… DANG!
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Blynk and Pippin. Pippin and Blynk. Musemaster and Muse. Now they were both standing there, actually facing each other. Without speaking, they both walked in front of each other, staring.
"Blynk?"
"Pippin?"
"BLIPPIN!" or at least that's what it sounded like, as they both said each other's name at the same exact time. She jumped and hugged him, calling him to fall to the ground with a dull "thud".
"Ow." He said.
"Oh my God I can't believe its you!!!" she exclaimed, sitting on top of him.
"Yeah, that's great, but could you please get off me now?" he moaned.
"Oh. Heh, heh heh sorry…" she said, climbing off and helping him to his feet.
"Thank you," he said, dusting himself off. There was a slight pause.
"Wait a second," said Blynk. Her expression grew angry, and she slapped Pippin on the side of the face.
"OW!" he yelled, clutching at his stinging cheek. "What the heck was that for? First you hug me, now you slap me! I'll never understand women…"
"You pervert! What the bloody heck were you doing in my bed?" she asked him. He cocked an eyebrow.
"Your bed? I thought it was MY bed?!" he asked her.
"What are you talking about?!" she asked him, puzzled.
"Well," said Pippin, taking in a deep breath. "Last thing I remember was being at Rivendell to visit Bilbo, and I asked Elrond where I was sleeping, and he showed me to this room. Odd really… He was dressed really weird… and making pancakes…" He shook his head. "Maybe I'm still dreaming or something."
"No, you're not," she said. "Something really weird is going on here, and I guess we're the only ones who realize it. C'mon and get changed and I'll show you."
"Ok." He said, and proceeded to take his shirt off. Blynk's eyes widened.
"NOT HERE!!!" she shouted. Pippin paused and turned red.
"Oh. Yeah. Heh, sorry."
Blynk slapped a hand to her forehead, and mumbled "Bathroom's down the hall."
"Right." Said Pippin, staring to walk out.
"Pippin?"
"Yes?"
"Missing something?"
"Wha'?" He looked at her holding his cloak, pants, shirt, and vest, and bit his lip.
"Oh. Yeah. Thanks."
She tossed him his stuff and he walked out. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and shut the door.
"Fool of a Took…"
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"Who is it?"
"You done?" said Blynk, standing at the bathroom door, which she had just knocked on.
"Just a sec. Stupid powder…"
A loud BAMF! Followed by and even louder POOF! Came from behind the door. There was a slight pause.
"Whoops…"
Blynk groaned.
"What did you do now?" she asked him, annoyed.
"See for yourself." Was his reply, and he opened the door. Powder. Powder EVERYWHERE. All over EVERYTHING. And in the midst of it all, stood Pippin, white as a ghost, holding a large thing of powder with the top blown off. Blynk exploded into laughter.
"Shut up." muttered Pippin, scowling. Blynk was too busy rolling on the floor of the hall laughing. Tears were flowing like rivers down her cheeks.
"HOW- HOW- HAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" she broke off laughing again. Pippin just stood there, glaring at his friend, who was pounding the floor with her fist.
"Really, you can stop now…" he told her.
"NO- I- CAN'T!!!!" she choked out, as she lay there, practically dying. Pippin sighed.
"Heh, heh heh, Oh my God…" she said laughing, gaining control. She stood up, looked at him, and let out a snort of laughter.
"ALRIGHT!" Pippin yelled. She sniffed and wiped away a tear.
"Sorry. But-" she laughed. "How in God's Green Earth did you blow up the powder?"
"Well, I thought I had the cap twisted so that the powder could come out, but I guess I didn't, so I kept squeezing it, and finally I resorted to placing it on the ground and jumping on it." Said Pippin, quite rationally. She looked at him and started laughing again.
"Ok, ok, I'm SORRY!" she said, stopping as her friend glared. "Its just-" she laughed.
"What?" Pippin asked her.
"Nothing," she said, biting her lip to stop from grinning. "Nothing at all."
"Then why are you still laughing?" he asked her.
"Its just- you look like a Krispy Kreme Donut." She said. There was another slight pause, interrupted by some powder falling off the tip of Pippin's nose. They both burst out laughing, and fell to the floor, side by side.
"I feel so…" said Pippin, grinning, as he searched for a word.
"Kreamy?" Blynk suggested. They roared with laughter again.
"Ohhhh my God…" said Blynk, after they had calmed down and stood up.
"How are we going to clean this up?" asked Pippin.
"Hmm… I wonder…" she said, stepping into the bathroom. She looked up at the ceiling, covered in vines.
"Erm, clean this up?!" It was more of a question then a statement. But it WORKED. For some odd reason, the vines scrambled about, wiping away the powder, absorbing it, dumping it in the sink, even flushing it down the toilet! And they wrapped around Pippin, and in a flash, the powder was gone! Then, neat as you please, the vines crept back into place. The two friends stared.
"How…?" began Pippin.
"You got me. Gandalf must've enchanted them…"
"Gandalf's here?!"
"Yeah, he's downstairs watching football with Saruman."
"…"
"C'mon and I'll show you." she said, turning. Pippin paused.
"Did you get any powder on you…?" he asked her. She frowned and looked at her robes.
"I don't see any…" she said.
"You look kinda pale…" he said, eyes narrowed. She frowned and looked in the mirror.
"…I do, don't I…" She screamed. "My ears! Pippin, look at my ears!"
"What? What's wrong with- AHH!" he said, looking at her reflection. She fingered the two pointed elven ears that poked out of her long brown hair.
"How did these…? Oh no…"
"What? How'd they get there?" he asked her.
"Did I mention that Elrond's my dad?"
"…No…"
"Well, he is, so then that must make me…"
"…An elven princess?!"
Her eyes widened and she fainted.
"EEP!" Pippin exclaimed, and caught her.
"Erm," he said, and looked around. He turned on the faucet and splashed some water in her face. She spluttered.
"Blynk, are you alright?" he asked her, concerned.
"Yeah… Yeah, I'm fine. Just, in shock…" she said, gazing at her reflection.
"Y'know, its not that bad," said Pippin, shyly. "I mean, you're kinda pretty and, uh, stuff."
She looked at him oddly, and smiled.
"Thanks. Now c'mon, we better get downstairs and try to figure things out."
"Right," said Pippin, walking out of the bathroom. He stopped, and said "Ladies first." And smilied sheepishly.
"Pippin, you are a piece of work." She said with a laugh.
"Lets just hope they don't frame me and nail me to the wall."
She snirted, and grinned to herself as they started down the stairs. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all…
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Awwww wasn't that SWEET?! LOL I had a lot of fun writing that chapter. Heh, Krispy Kreme lol. Anyways… Chapter 4'll be on the way (whenever I feel like it that is). Please review!
*The Price is Right music starts playing*
Bob Barker: And control the pet population by remembering to have your pets spayed and neutered!
::alarmed look. Runs off:: DAD! GET YOUR FRYING PAN HANDY!!! ::evil grin::
A/N: This is just a chapter to show you how close friends Blynk and Pippin are. Awww gee lol. As for the powder, well, you'll see ::evil laugh:: Anyways- read on my kemosabes! …I know that's a word, I've heard it before, I just can't spell it… DANG!
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Blynk and Pippin. Pippin and Blynk. Musemaster and Muse. Now they were both standing there, actually facing each other. Without speaking, they both walked in front of each other, staring.
"Blynk?"
"Pippin?"
"BLIPPIN!" or at least that's what it sounded like, as they both said each other's name at the same exact time. She jumped and hugged him, calling him to fall to the ground with a dull "thud".
"Ow." He said.
"Oh my God I can't believe its you!!!" she exclaimed, sitting on top of him.
"Yeah, that's great, but could you please get off me now?" he moaned.
"Oh. Heh, heh heh sorry…" she said, climbing off and helping him to his feet.
"Thank you," he said, dusting himself off. There was a slight pause.
"Wait a second," said Blynk. Her expression grew angry, and she slapped Pippin on the side of the face.
"OW!" he yelled, clutching at his stinging cheek. "What the heck was that for? First you hug me, now you slap me! I'll never understand women…"
"You pervert! What the bloody heck were you doing in my bed?" she asked him. He cocked an eyebrow.
"Your bed? I thought it was MY bed?!" he asked her.
"What are you talking about?!" she asked him, puzzled.
"Well," said Pippin, taking in a deep breath. "Last thing I remember was being at Rivendell to visit Bilbo, and I asked Elrond where I was sleeping, and he showed me to this room. Odd really… He was dressed really weird… and making pancakes…" He shook his head. "Maybe I'm still dreaming or something."
"No, you're not," she said. "Something really weird is going on here, and I guess we're the only ones who realize it. C'mon and get changed and I'll show you."
"Ok." He said, and proceeded to take his shirt off. Blynk's eyes widened.
"NOT HERE!!!" she shouted. Pippin paused and turned red.
"Oh. Yeah. Heh, sorry."
Blynk slapped a hand to her forehead, and mumbled "Bathroom's down the hall."
"Right." Said Pippin, staring to walk out.
"Pippin?"
"Yes?"
"Missing something?"
"Wha'?" He looked at her holding his cloak, pants, shirt, and vest, and bit his lip.
"Oh. Yeah. Thanks."
She tossed him his stuff and he walked out. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and shut the door.
"Fool of a Took…"
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"Who is it?"
"You done?" said Blynk, standing at the bathroom door, which she had just knocked on.
"Just a sec. Stupid powder…"
A loud BAMF! Followed by and even louder POOF! Came from behind the door. There was a slight pause.
"Whoops…"
Blynk groaned.
"What did you do now?" she asked him, annoyed.
"See for yourself." Was his reply, and he opened the door. Powder. Powder EVERYWHERE. All over EVERYTHING. And in the midst of it all, stood Pippin, white as a ghost, holding a large thing of powder with the top blown off. Blynk exploded into laughter.
"Shut up." muttered Pippin, scowling. Blynk was too busy rolling on the floor of the hall laughing. Tears were flowing like rivers down her cheeks.
"HOW- HOW- HAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" she broke off laughing again. Pippin just stood there, glaring at his friend, who was pounding the floor with her fist.
"Really, you can stop now…" he told her.
"NO- I- CAN'T!!!!" she choked out, as she lay there, practically dying. Pippin sighed.
"Heh, heh heh, Oh my God…" she said laughing, gaining control. She stood up, looked at him, and let out a snort of laughter.
"ALRIGHT!" Pippin yelled. She sniffed and wiped away a tear.
"Sorry. But-" she laughed. "How in God's Green Earth did you blow up the powder?"
"Well, I thought I had the cap twisted so that the powder could come out, but I guess I didn't, so I kept squeezing it, and finally I resorted to placing it on the ground and jumping on it." Said Pippin, quite rationally. She looked at him and started laughing again.
"Ok, ok, I'm SORRY!" she said, stopping as her friend glared. "Its just-" she laughed.
"What?" Pippin asked her.
"Nothing," she said, biting her lip to stop from grinning. "Nothing at all."
"Then why are you still laughing?" he asked her.
"Its just- you look like a Krispy Kreme Donut." She said. There was another slight pause, interrupted by some powder falling off the tip of Pippin's nose. They both burst out laughing, and fell to the floor, side by side.
"I feel so…" said Pippin, grinning, as he searched for a word.
"Kreamy?" Blynk suggested. They roared with laughter again.
"Ohhhh my God…" said Blynk, after they had calmed down and stood up.
"How are we going to clean this up?" asked Pippin.
"Hmm… I wonder…" she said, stepping into the bathroom. She looked up at the ceiling, covered in vines.
"Erm, clean this up?!" It was more of a question then a statement. But it WORKED. For some odd reason, the vines scrambled about, wiping away the powder, absorbing it, dumping it in the sink, even flushing it down the toilet! And they wrapped around Pippin, and in a flash, the powder was gone! Then, neat as you please, the vines crept back into place. The two friends stared.
"How…?" began Pippin.
"You got me. Gandalf must've enchanted them…"
"Gandalf's here?!"
"Yeah, he's downstairs watching football with Saruman."
"…"
"C'mon and I'll show you." she said, turning. Pippin paused.
"Did you get any powder on you…?" he asked her. She frowned and looked at her robes.
"I don't see any…" she said.
"You look kinda pale…" he said, eyes narrowed. She frowned and looked in the mirror.
"…I do, don't I…" She screamed. "My ears! Pippin, look at my ears!"
"What? What's wrong with- AHH!" he said, looking at her reflection. She fingered the two pointed elven ears that poked out of her long brown hair.
"How did these…? Oh no…"
"What? How'd they get there?" he asked her.
"Did I mention that Elrond's my dad?"
"…No…"
"Well, he is, so then that must make me…"
"…An elven princess?!"
Her eyes widened and she fainted.
"EEP!" Pippin exclaimed, and caught her.
"Erm," he said, and looked around. He turned on the faucet and splashed some water in her face. She spluttered.
"Blynk, are you alright?" he asked her, concerned.
"Yeah… Yeah, I'm fine. Just, in shock…" she said, gazing at her reflection.
"Y'know, its not that bad," said Pippin, shyly. "I mean, you're kinda pretty and, uh, stuff."
She looked at him oddly, and smiled.
"Thanks. Now c'mon, we better get downstairs and try to figure things out."
"Right," said Pippin, walking out of the bathroom. He stopped, and said "Ladies first." And smilied sheepishly.
"Pippin, you are a piece of work." She said with a laugh.
"Lets just hope they don't frame me and nail me to the wall."
She snirted, and grinned to herself as they started down the stairs. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all…
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Awwww wasn't that SWEET?! LOL I had a lot of fun writing that chapter. Heh, Krispy Kreme lol. Anyways… Chapter 4'll be on the way (whenever I feel like it that is). Please review!
*The Price is Right music starts playing*
Bob Barker: And control the pet population by remembering to have your pets spayed and neutered!
::alarmed look. Runs off:: DAD! GET YOUR FRYING PAN HANDY!!! ::evil grin::