Pippin lay in his bed sleeping peacefully. Boromir was at his side and was
waiting for Galadriel to return. He had been there for a while watching
over the hafling. He has always felt close to them and tried to protect
them, and right now the youngest of them all needed help. Boromir, you
need not keep watch any longer a voice in his head stirred him.
"Galadriel…have you Meriadoc?" She nodded and Merry was ushered in.
Boromir walked passed him and gave him a pat on the head. Then he left
with Galadriel.
Straightening his hair he sat down in the chair that Boromir had been sitting in. He sighed and looked at his young friend. He looks so peaceful, no one would know what thoughts plague his mind It was an hour before Pippin actually awoke. He rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times. "Merry?" he sat up and looked at him. "Yes, Pip." Pippin lowered his eyes to the ground, how could he look Merry in the eye? " Pippin, you're not to be left alone anymore, they say…well Galadriel says you're a danger to yourself." Anger flashed over Pippin's face again but he did not yell this time. He could scream all he wanted but Merry would never leave him. This somehow comforted him in a strange way. He face relaxed "Well if I can't be left alone, I'm glad you're with me." This cheered Merry up greatly; maybe Pippin wasn't feeling suicidal anymore. "Hey why don't we get some food?" Pippin looked up and his stomach growled. It had seemed forever since he had had his last meal. "Yeah, I'm starving." Merry smiled and helped him get out of bed. They walked down the large staircases and found the Elfish food pantry. "Aha, they knew they couldn't keep this a secret for long…" Merry whispered, he was afraid they would be caught. "Hmmm, apples, berries, biscuits, bread, butter," Merry said as he handed Pippin the food. "Check to see if they have any mushrooms!" Pippin squeaked. "Alright" Merry searched very thoroughly and just when he was about to give up "Aha! Here they are!" He passed down a small basket filled with mushrooms. Then they scampered back up to Pippin's room. "Yum!" Pippin said as he let the food fall from his arms to the bed. They both plopped down and began to have a feast. "These are the best mushrooms I have had in a long time Merry!" Pippin exclaimed with his mouth full. Merry just nodded, he mouth was too full to speak. Merry yawned an hour later when all the food had disappeared. "I'm so tired!" he managed to squeak before another yawn over took him. Pippin was already nodding off, it was pretty late. "Let's go to bed, goodnight Pip." Merry collapsed on the pillow and snuggled into the sheets. Pippin followed suit. Only after a few hours had gone Pippin woke up again. There were two elves outside the door, they were speaking softly to each other. "Yes, all the new arrows are going to be equipped with it." One elf said. "Really? But don't you think we would have sunk to the Orcs' level….I mean they did develop it." "Yes, but ours is much faster and doesn't cause as much pain…they are cruel and develop cruel weapons to inflict as much pain as possible, and anyways we are only using it for self-defense, unlike them." The elves' voices grew distant. Pippin stared up at the ceiling listening to Merry's gentle breathing. He knew what the elves spoke of…it was just a question of getting it.
The next morning Aragorn came and roused the hobbits. "Come now, wake up…it's late." Merry nodded and Aragorn left them. "C'mon Pip, wake up…" he gave him a soft punch in the shoulder. He groaned and sat up. "What's for breakfast?" he asked scratching his head. "Bacon, sausages, and….tomatoes!" Merry said sniffing the air. "Always did have a nose for food." Pippin joked and they got dressed and went down to breakfast. The day passed by without any difficulties and it seemed that Pippin was back to normal. He was joking around and hanging out with Merry as if the few last days had never happened.
Pippin and Merry were sitting on the beds telling each other stories they made up when Pippin got up and headed for the door. "Where are you going?" Merry jumped up and blocked the door. "A hobbit isn't allowed to go to the bathroom?" He asked a bit alarmed. "Oh, I didn't know this was the bathroom," Merry said opening the door and making sure that it was. "Alright if I go?" Pippin asked. Merry nodded. Pippin took care of his "business" and went to wash his hands when he noticed in the mirror Legolas's bag on the ground. Curious he opened it and looked through a bit. He picked up a small phial of amber liquid and knew that that was the thing the elves' last night were talking about, he carefully slipped it into his pocket and left Leoglas's bag in the exact location he had found it in.
It was dusk and Merry was waiting for him on the bed. They had smuggled some more mushrooms and he was waiting impatiently to eat them. Pippin emerged from the bathroom. "Well I feel refreshed!" Merry giggled. "Are you as thirsty as I am?" Pippin asked. "Yeah, in fact I am." Merry said gulping a mushroom. Pippin saw the pitcher of wine and poured him and Merry as goblet full and quite sneakily he emptied the phial into one goblet. "Here ya go…" he passed Merry a goblet. "Thanks" he took a small sip. Pippin in turn drained the goblet. "Yum, good wine" he smiled. He grabbed a handful of mushrooms and ate them. A few minutes later however Pippin was feeling quite nauseous. "You ok Pip?" Merry asked, still eating mushrooms. "I don't think so…" He fell backwards onto his bed panting as though he had been running. "Pippin!" Merry jumped up. "Get to the bathroom, you look like you're gonna burst!" He tried to help him up but Pippin just groaned and fell back. "C'mon Pip!" Merry shouted. "Merry, I have to tell you something." Pippin gasped. Pippin slowly brought out the empty phial. Merry looked at him questionably "Pip, what…?" Pippin took a deep breath " It's poison Merry, the elves developed it, I found it in Legolas's bag, I…poured it in my wine." Merry swayed, Pippin seemed to be so much better, so cheerful, but no, he still harbored that agony. "No…" Merry sobbed, "No! you didn't do this! You couldn't have done this! You can't have…I love you Pippin, I've loved you for the longest time…" So that was it, that was what he had seen in Merry's eyes…love. And now that he had accomplished his feat, he wished he had never tried, but he knew in his heart it was too late. Now that he was leaving all he wanted to do was stay, but it was too late, too late. "Pippin, hang on, I'm going to get help." Merry said brokenly. "No…it's too late to get help…I wish I had never tried to kill myself! I love you too Merry!" He wailed. Merry sobbed and cradled him, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, Pippin's going to be all rightHe suddenly felt Pippin's breath leave him and his body go limp. "No…no…no" Merry whispered and clutched Pippin's body closer.
Straightening his hair he sat down in the chair that Boromir had been sitting in. He sighed and looked at his young friend. He looks so peaceful, no one would know what thoughts plague his mind It was an hour before Pippin actually awoke. He rubbed his eyes and blinked a few times. "Merry?" he sat up and looked at him. "Yes, Pip." Pippin lowered his eyes to the ground, how could he look Merry in the eye? " Pippin, you're not to be left alone anymore, they say…well Galadriel says you're a danger to yourself." Anger flashed over Pippin's face again but he did not yell this time. He could scream all he wanted but Merry would never leave him. This somehow comforted him in a strange way. He face relaxed "Well if I can't be left alone, I'm glad you're with me." This cheered Merry up greatly; maybe Pippin wasn't feeling suicidal anymore. "Hey why don't we get some food?" Pippin looked up and his stomach growled. It had seemed forever since he had had his last meal. "Yeah, I'm starving." Merry smiled and helped him get out of bed. They walked down the large staircases and found the Elfish food pantry. "Aha, they knew they couldn't keep this a secret for long…" Merry whispered, he was afraid they would be caught. "Hmmm, apples, berries, biscuits, bread, butter," Merry said as he handed Pippin the food. "Check to see if they have any mushrooms!" Pippin squeaked. "Alright" Merry searched very thoroughly and just when he was about to give up "Aha! Here they are!" He passed down a small basket filled with mushrooms. Then they scampered back up to Pippin's room. "Yum!" Pippin said as he let the food fall from his arms to the bed. They both plopped down and began to have a feast. "These are the best mushrooms I have had in a long time Merry!" Pippin exclaimed with his mouth full. Merry just nodded, he mouth was too full to speak. Merry yawned an hour later when all the food had disappeared. "I'm so tired!" he managed to squeak before another yawn over took him. Pippin was already nodding off, it was pretty late. "Let's go to bed, goodnight Pip." Merry collapsed on the pillow and snuggled into the sheets. Pippin followed suit. Only after a few hours had gone Pippin woke up again. There were two elves outside the door, they were speaking softly to each other. "Yes, all the new arrows are going to be equipped with it." One elf said. "Really? But don't you think we would have sunk to the Orcs' level….I mean they did develop it." "Yes, but ours is much faster and doesn't cause as much pain…they are cruel and develop cruel weapons to inflict as much pain as possible, and anyways we are only using it for self-defense, unlike them." The elves' voices grew distant. Pippin stared up at the ceiling listening to Merry's gentle breathing. He knew what the elves spoke of…it was just a question of getting it.
The next morning Aragorn came and roused the hobbits. "Come now, wake up…it's late." Merry nodded and Aragorn left them. "C'mon Pip, wake up…" he gave him a soft punch in the shoulder. He groaned and sat up. "What's for breakfast?" he asked scratching his head. "Bacon, sausages, and….tomatoes!" Merry said sniffing the air. "Always did have a nose for food." Pippin joked and they got dressed and went down to breakfast. The day passed by without any difficulties and it seemed that Pippin was back to normal. He was joking around and hanging out with Merry as if the few last days had never happened.
Pippin and Merry were sitting on the beds telling each other stories they made up when Pippin got up and headed for the door. "Where are you going?" Merry jumped up and blocked the door. "A hobbit isn't allowed to go to the bathroom?" He asked a bit alarmed. "Oh, I didn't know this was the bathroom," Merry said opening the door and making sure that it was. "Alright if I go?" Pippin asked. Merry nodded. Pippin took care of his "business" and went to wash his hands when he noticed in the mirror Legolas's bag on the ground. Curious he opened it and looked through a bit. He picked up a small phial of amber liquid and knew that that was the thing the elves' last night were talking about, he carefully slipped it into his pocket and left Leoglas's bag in the exact location he had found it in.
It was dusk and Merry was waiting for him on the bed. They had smuggled some more mushrooms and he was waiting impatiently to eat them. Pippin emerged from the bathroom. "Well I feel refreshed!" Merry giggled. "Are you as thirsty as I am?" Pippin asked. "Yeah, in fact I am." Merry said gulping a mushroom. Pippin saw the pitcher of wine and poured him and Merry as goblet full and quite sneakily he emptied the phial into one goblet. "Here ya go…" he passed Merry a goblet. "Thanks" he took a small sip. Pippin in turn drained the goblet. "Yum, good wine" he smiled. He grabbed a handful of mushrooms and ate them. A few minutes later however Pippin was feeling quite nauseous. "You ok Pip?" Merry asked, still eating mushrooms. "I don't think so…" He fell backwards onto his bed panting as though he had been running. "Pippin!" Merry jumped up. "Get to the bathroom, you look like you're gonna burst!" He tried to help him up but Pippin just groaned and fell back. "C'mon Pip!" Merry shouted. "Merry, I have to tell you something." Pippin gasped. Pippin slowly brought out the empty phial. Merry looked at him questionably "Pip, what…?" Pippin took a deep breath " It's poison Merry, the elves developed it, I found it in Legolas's bag, I…poured it in my wine." Merry swayed, Pippin seemed to be so much better, so cheerful, but no, he still harbored that agony. "No…" Merry sobbed, "No! you didn't do this! You couldn't have done this! You can't have…I love you Pippin, I've loved you for the longest time…" So that was it, that was what he had seen in Merry's eyes…love. And now that he had accomplished his feat, he wished he had never tried, but he knew in his heart it was too late. Now that he was leaving all he wanted to do was stay, but it was too late, too late. "Pippin, hang on, I'm going to get help." Merry said brokenly. "No…it's too late to get help…I wish I had never tried to kill myself! I love you too Merry!" He wailed. Merry sobbed and cradled him, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, Pippin's going to be all rightHe suddenly felt Pippin's breath leave him and his body go limp. "No…no…no" Merry whispered and clutched Pippin's body closer.