What Really Happened on the Way to Crickhollow

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or anything about LOTR, even though I wish I did.

Their car broke down, and they were stuck in the forest.

"Why are we stuck in a car in the woods?" Pippin asked

"Quite you." Said the author.

"Who said that?" Pippin asked looking around

"Me, the author. Now don't think and just do what I tell you."

"Oh, ok."

"Hmmm, that was easy…almost too easy…" The author said, but promptly left the story for now.

Anyways, they were stuck in the car in the forest. It just so happened that they were on their way to Crickhollow. By they, I mean Frodo, Samwise and Pippin. By Crickhollow, I mean one of Merry's family's extra houses. Frodo told the people in Hobbiton that he was moving there, and had bought it. No one questions this, even though it seemed strange, because all of those Baggins were mighty strange now so it was ok. Aside from that, those Sackville-Baggins were happy to finally have Bag End and didn't complain that Frodo was now as strange as his old uncle was. But then, Frodo used to live in that area before so then buying one of the Bradybuck's other houses wasn't that odd. Why did Merry and his family own so many houses? Because he was BANK because his family was important and very prominent in the Shire and therefore rich.

Now, Sam was 'forced' to go with Frodo [but was mighty eager to go…I little too eager if you ask me, but no one did, so I'll just be quite] by Gandalf for eavesdropping on them. I think we all know why Frodo is going, because if you are reading this you must like Lord of the Rings and therefore are already familiar with the plot and hence I do not have to re-explain it to you because Tolkien did a dandy job of that already.

Anywho, Pippin came along randomly because he was bored and there was nothing better to do. And…where was I going with this? Right, they were stuck in the woods.

"Sam," said Frodo, "You packed our bags, why don't you see if there is anything of use to us now in the trunk?" Sam eagerly did as his master said, he popped open the trunk,

"Sam! Why, all you have in there is rope!" Pippin exclaimed. "Why did you bring so much rope?"

"Well, I said to myself, I said, Samwise how many times have you needed rope and not had any on hand? And I responded, well Samwise a many times. So I said to myself, I said Samwise do you remember what my old Gaffer used to say? And I said back to myself, I do Sam, because he is my Gaffer as well and…"

"Cut to the chase, Sam."

"I thought we'd need rope." He said bluntly. Pippin rolled his eyes.

"So how do you suggest we use rope in this situation?"

"Why, I don't know Mr. Peregrin, do you?" Pippin ignored this and looked to Frodo, who had since grabbed his walking stick from the top of the pile of rope.

"We must walk. That is the only way to get to Crickhollow." Pippin looked confused,

"Walk? What is this 'walk' you speak of?"

"Come on, you lazy old Took." Frodo said and began to walk off, with Sam scrambling to carry as much of the rope as he could before racing after Frodo like a dog on a leash.

"I swear, sometimes I wonder about that Sam." Pippin muttered to himself, watching Sam prance around Frodo like a fool. But Pippin was not moving and Frodo looked back at him, and said,

"Are you coming?" Pippin sighed; he didn't much like walking…wasted far too much energy

"But then, I'd have to move away from this forest eventually, whether to go home or away from. I don't figure to many cars will be passing through this area, and don't figure I could be home in time for supper anyways so there wouldn't be much of a point in that anyhow. And then, Sam did pack food [or else we could just eat rope] so perhaps going with them would be better…" Pippin continued to argue with himself in this manner, while Frodo and Sam waited impatiently. Pippin was being far too indecisive for the Author, who pointedly decided to jump back into the story.

"Pippin, if you don't go with Sam and Frodo you will be eaten by a giant Eskimo Pie!" Pippin screamed with joy,

"A giant Eskimo Pie! Really? Honest?" The Author rolled her eyes, and said,

"I meant a giant cockroach!" Pippin then screamed in horror and ran after Sam and Frodo. The Author nodded in satisfaction and then left the story again.

"I like her, Mr. Frodo." Sam said.

"Well, that's good. Because she could cause your horrid death at any given moment." Sam didn't look phased so Frodo said, "Or cause me a horrid death at any given moment." At this Sam burst into tears.

"No! Mr. Frodo! I couldn't go on without you!" Sam then cried the rest of the afternoon and half way into the night, thinking about Frodo dying.